It has something to do with gods.
When he heard these five words, Herining suddenly felt that his breathing began to stagnate, and an inexplicable restraint gradually spread to his heart and wrapped around his heart.
God has always been the supreme and noble being, and all filth and filth cannot be compared with it. Similarly, Tariq, who is under the protection of gods, should be the same.
But after taking over the country and becoming the leader of Tariq, Herinen discovered that there were countless unknown gray pasts behind this glorious country. Whether it was the groups accidentally injured in the first liquidation after the founding of the country, the neighboring countries affected when the country was first established, or the countless businessmen who were forced to die because of their inconsistent ideas, they were all buried in Tariq's tomb.
At that time, a doubt arose in Herining's mind: Are gods really pure and flawless?
Khrinin once heard a theory from Tarik Vladimir, that is, all "capital" is stained with blood the moment it appears. So the question is, does the capital package here not include the commercial church?
The Patriotic War was a just war, and the war of aggression was an unjust war. But in the eyes of the War Church, as long as it can be sacrificed to the gods with fire and blood, it is a war that conforms to the doctrine. The Life Church will also conduct life experiments that are not allowed, but they can use doctrines to cover up all this...
Slowly, Herinen began to doubt the purity of the gods. But he couldn't confirm it, and he couldn't even preserve the evidence. Because it makes no sense.
He chose to compromise.
Yes, compromise, a move that seemed very dishonorable, but allowed Tariq and Twelve Moments to remain the most decent. Herrinen is not like Magnum III, who has vested interests and should be compromised. But Herrinen just had no choice but to choose to compromise with Twelve Hours.
Therefore, for the next forty years, Herrinin and Twelve Hours had close contacts and were very close to each other, and they cooperated very happily with each other. Tariq's national power continues to grow, and Twelve Hours also maintains its position in Tariq and makes steady progress.
but…
"Don't forget Muqi, and don't forget Yingnan."
Zhou Li looked at Herining calmly, his voice did not fluctuate at all, he was just stating a fact, "Don't forget what the goddess of life once said."
The Goddess of Life struggling painfully on the scales, the God of Death who was killed in the Kingdom of Muqi, the "God of Lies" full of doubts, and the God of Literature who still has no news until now.
"I remember it all."
After a long time, accompanied by a deep sigh, Helinen closed his eyes and said in a tired voice, "After I hear the answer, is it still possible..."
"It depends."
Zhou Li shrugged and said with a relaxed expression: "If you believe it, there will be no possibility."
Possibility of rapprochement with the gods.
"I will try my best to calm public opinion, but the results may not be as you expect."
Herining looked at Zhou Li, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of gloom, but he couldn't see anything, "I'm leaving first, Your Highness the Brave One."
"Go slowly, don't send me away."
Zhou Li seemed to have anticipated Herinen's answer. He turned sideways and made a gesture of invitation. Evan, on the other hand, followed Herinen and walked toward the door in silence. …
"Why don't you ask?"
Herinen heard the expected voice. He closed his eyes and let out a complicated sigh.
Everyone looked at the source of the sound, and sure enough, a dashing female general in skirt armor held her sword at her waist, frowned, pursed her lower lip, and asked her father: "Why don't you continue to ask? "
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
With his back turned to his daughter, Herinen's voice was very low, "Do you understand what you mean?"
"All I know is that if we don't keep asking, we're never going to get the truth."
Staring at her father's back, Tiya clenched her fists tightly, "You just left like this, and we will never get the truth."
"Truth, do you think I am sitting in this position just for the truth?"
Helinen clasped his hands behind his back and said in a deep voice: "The king of Tariq is born for Tariq. What I want is for Tariq's country to be peaceful and peaceful, and to never have war."
Silence planted the seeds between father and daughter. Neither of them spoke. They both understood that the other person was right, but so what?
"You're scared, Father."
After a long time, the sharpness and edge in Tiya's body suddenly disappeared. She looked at her father's back, and her voice no longer had the same questioning tone, "It's not that you can't, it's that you don't dare to ask, right?"
"Tiya, it's almost done!"
Evan looked at his silent father, took a step forward, frowned and scolded Tiya: "My father is working hard for the continuation of this country. How can you slander my father like this? You..."
"Do you dare to ask?"
Suddenly, Herinen spoke. He still didn't turn around. He looked at the luxurious wooden door and asked, "Can you ask? Do you dare to ask?"
Evan was suddenly shocked. He looked at his father and said anxiously: "Father, you can't let the third sister..."
"Tiya, let me ask you one last time."
Herinen interrupted Evan and asked in a deep voice for the last time: "Do you dare to ask?"
"Mr. Zhou Li."
After hearing this, Tiya looked directly at Zhou Li and asked decisively: "Why did Yinjue choose to die?"
Upon hearing Tiya's question, Zhou Li did not answer her, but looked at Herinen.
With his back to everyone, Herinen's whole body was shrouded in the shadow of dusk. He stretched out his hand and put it on the door handle, closed his eyes, and sighed deeply. Without saying too many words, Herinen opened the door and left the room with a self-deprecating smile.
"The underground black market is deeper than you think."
When Herinen and Evan disappeared, Zhou Li looked at Tiya, with a little surprise in his eyes, but more importantly, a kind of relief and calmness that transcended time and space.
"The Commercial Church has always controlled the underground black market with your father, but have you ever thought that for Tariq, the economic benefits and negative benefits brought by an underground black market are completely disproportionate."
Zhou Li sat back on the sofa, pushed a cup of coffee in front of Tiya, and continued: "If it is Magnum, Yingnan, or even Muqi, it is normal for the underground black market to be the king's compromise. Because in In that kind of place, the liquidity of the underground black market is irreplaceable because their productivity is too low. But for Tariq, the underground black market is completely meaningless.”…
"Yingnan prohibits alcohol, Magnum prohibits the free circulation of runes, and Muqi prohibits the spread of magic technology. But Tarik has no taboos, so the underground black market is not a so-called economic compromise for your father."
Gently touching the table with his fingers, Zhou Li narrowed his eyes and expressed all his analysis after seeing the underground black market, "It's political, or in other words, it's a theological compromise."
"theology?"
Not only Tia, but others were also surprised.
"The underground black market is not at all the so-called treasury jointly controlled by Tariq and the Commercial Church. I have checked the tax situation of the underground black market, and it is not even comparable to that of the South Avenue Martial Arts Hall. The economic scale is ridiculously small. However, the Commercial Church underground every year The amount of money invested in the black market far exceeds the amount that the underground black market can accommodate.”
"In the final analysis, the underground black market is unjustifiable economically, and politically, that land is even more barren and has no political strategic significance. It is no different than him. Therefore, Tariq does not live with the Commercial Church at all. The underground black market makes money, but Tariq has been monitoring the shady theological activities of commercial churches in the underground black market."
"for example…"
Taking out a piece of pale green crystal and placing it on the table, Zhou Li looked at Tiya and said calmly: "Try to integrate the radiant crystal into the human body."
"impossible!"
Tia was immediately surprised and categorically denied: "The Radiant Crystal is a pure energy body, and humans cannot contain the energy in it."
"That's why those crystal monsters are no longer human."
There was no long speech or angry shouting, but just such a calm voice made Tiya feel chilly in her heart.
"Hathaway."
Following Zhou Li's shout, Hathaway's figure emerged from the space. She lifted up her skirt and gave Tiya a standard ladylike bow, "Hathaway Tariq salutes you."
"Tariq..."
After hearing this surname, Tiya looked at Zhou Li for help, and then received a positive answer. However, Zhou Li did not let Hathaway tell him about Louis XVI.
Zhou Li understood that when Tiya made up her mind to ask him the truth, she was already credible. However, this does not mean that Herinen is trustworthy.
If there is a disaster that destroys the world, Herinen is the most credible backup. He would give up everything for his country or sacrifice his country for the whole world. But now, the conflict is not big enough, and Herinen will not risk angering the gods to help Zhou Li.
This is the art of compromise.
"Hathaway's surname is Tariq. The attack just now was an attempt by Yin Jue to lure Hathaway out and expose her existence. Before that, Yin Jue also planned no less than three assassinations to target Hathaway. Wei and my friend Alyosha."
After a pause, Zhou Li continued: "Now that Yin Jue is dead, I have no way of knowing why he planned the assassination. But one thing I am sure of is that both Hathaway and Alyosha are related to a secret of the Commercial Church. , once this secret is exposed, it will have an immeasurable impact on the commercial church."
"I see."…
After thinking for a long time, Tiya sighed and nodded.
"How are you prepared?"
Zhou Li looked at Tiya and asked, "You and your father now..."
"I've never been the one to give him peace of mind."
Holding the sword tightly, the still confused female general sighed and said mockingly: "Maybe I am this kind of person, a guy destined to bore the elders, a troublesome daughter, and an irresponsible general. "
"But I feel that prosperity based on compromise will always be false. Once the compromise is broken and prosperity collapses, it will kill people."
"You know, your father also understands this."
Zhou Li suddenly laughed. He looked at Tiya and said with emotion: "It's a pity that he is too smart. A smart person is also the most cautious person."
"Too cautious..."
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"Do you think they have forgotten me?"
Lying on the hospital bed, Huang Yi took the apple beside him with difficulty, took a bite, and lamented: "It's been almost ten days."
"Don't worry, according to this situation..."
Putting the peeled apple on the plate, Izzy pressed the bell to call the nurse, "They must have forgotten Mr. Huang."
"Are you here to take care of me just to peel five pounds of apples to kill me?"
Looking at the huge plate of apples placed in front of him, Huang Yi twitched the corners of his lips, tilted his head and asked, "I have no grievances with you, right?"
"Then, is it the gentleman who tried to use the reverse deciphering circle to find my house more than once at home, and then poured dirty things like cow dung at the door of my house?"
Izzy began to chop with superb knife skills, with gentleness between her brows and eyes.
"I didn't even get to your house even if I did it!"
Upon hearing this, Huang Yi became excited, "Are you a beast? Who taught you to set the contact rune at the police chief's house? Are you sick? You are so rich that you don't need your own communicator and make free calls at the police station every day. , are you sick?"
"This is just a necessary counter-reconnaissance measure."
Izzy nodded and said softly: "Please calm down. Your current state is not suitable for excitement. If you keep making such noises, I will consider your personal safety and place you in the refrigerator for a certain degree." Sanity correction on.”
"you dare!"
Veins popped up on Huang Yi's neck, "If you dare to stuff me in, I will die inside. Do you believe it? Do you understand the concept of killing the Pope of a war church? Do you believe it the day after my death?" The Church of War is 57,862 and a half people throwing shit at your door?"
"If it is what you say, I don't want to believe it. But if it is the War Church, I will still believe it."
Izzy sighed. She still remembered Yin Jue's words of advice to her who was about to go on a mission.
"The Church of War is a group of lunatics. The more they go against common sense, the more they can do it."
"You have to believe it. If you don't believe it, I will lead my 50,000 good men to show you what crazy maggots are like. I advise you to go through the discharge procedures for me as soon as possible. I will splash something clean for you next time!"
When Huang Yi saw that Izzy was starting to give in, he immediately started to push her nose and face. After ten days of getting along, the relationship between the two people did not ease. On the contrary, the two people began to target each other more and more. Of course, the main reason is that Izzy is too venomous. Of course, Huang Yi's bad mouth is also a reason.
Then, Izzy directly replaced the sugar cane with durian, then began to peel the pulp and put the skin on the plate. Suddenly, Huang Yi's face turned green.
"Hello?"
Suddenly, Izzy received a communication. After hearing a very short message, the unchanging expression on Izzy's Qingya face suddenly froze.
"what's going on?"
Seeing Izzy's dramatic change in expression, Huang Yi suddenly burst into laughter, "What? Is that old Yin Jue dead?"
Izzy was silent.
Huang Yi fell silent after Izzy was silent for a moment.
