Chapter 461 Massacre
Two days passed quickly.
On this day, Chen Lun was playing cards with his subordinates in the entertainment room on the first floor of the hotel. In addition to him, there were three other people at the card table: Floy, Maggie, and Golov Barton Morey.
This game called "Fool Dulac" originated from the bottom of the city, and has gradually become popular among the upper classes in major cities. It supports up to six people to participate together.
The specific gameplay requires the attacker to deal cards, and the defender to play bigger cards to resist. The loser must receive all the cards played in his hand, and this cycle... until one party has played out all the cards in his hand, he is the winner. , as for the loser, it is naturally "Fool Dulac".
At this moment, the six Chen Lun people formed a group of two and formed three teams to fight against each other. Among them, he and Floy are on the same team, Maggie and Morey are on the same team, and Golov and Button are on the same team.
The game has reached a fever pitch. Chen Lun and Floy both have only two cards left in their hands, and are only one step away from victory. But they also have strong opponents, and that is the team of Golov and Patton. They both have only one card left.
"Mr. Jack, believe me if I offer this, I guarantee that Golov will not be able to afford it."
The bard Alex stood behind Chen Lun and Floy and said firmly.
"The viewer is silent, Alex, this is the quality a gentleman should have."
Chen Lun rolled his eyes at him, but the latter just spread his hands with a playful smile.
"10 of Spades."
Although he said this, he followed Alex's suggestion and played a card. Unexpectedly, Golov smiled and put the last card on the table with his backhand.
"Jack of Spades."
Golov naturally took the dozens of gold coins on the table in front of him and gave half to his "teammate" Button.
"I'm just a little older than you, Captain. We won't be polite with these gold coins."
"Alex, I suggest you go out and sing right now. There is a small square just around the corner, which is perfect...and pay the money you make to the group leader, otherwise I'm worried that you will die of food poisoning during dinner. ”
Although Maggie lost, she was not depressed. She threw a dozen cards in her hand into the pile, pointed to the door and joked.
Alex shrugged.
"Oh, I don't think Mr. Jack would be so petty, and Miss Floy is a noble lady, how could she poison food? That is blasphemy against cooking..."
"Put the highly toxic material I gave you last time into his steak, and add a little more dose to prevent him from dying incompletely."
Chen Lun immediately turned to Floy and said.
"Yeah."
Floy smiled quietly and nodded tacitly to show her understanding.
Alex gasped on the spot.
Everyone laughed.
"You guys carry on, I'm going out for a walk."
Chen Lun stood up from the table at this time, patted Alex on the shoulder, and said seriously:
"You'd better win more."
"You underestimate the great Alex too much, Mr. Jack. With me here, they will lose everything."
Alex took the opportunity to sit in Chen Lun's seat and said unceremoniously.
Chen Lun smiled, looked at Floy, and left the entertainment room immediately.
In fact, if he wanted to win this kind of card game, no one could take away even a copper crown from him, but that would be too boring. Chen Lun even wanted to lose more money to these partners in the team, otherwise he would always make them feel guilty by always giving huge sums of money in the form of salary.
After all, the three Golovs had approached him in private more than once, saying that their abilities were limited, they could not help the leader with any big things, and they were not worthy of receiving so much money.
But in Chen Lun's heart, as long as he joins this team, he is one of his own... He has always been very generous towards his own people.
After leaving the hotel and walking on the bustling street, various vendors pushed their carts past him, shouting and selling in the wind and sand. Chen Lun lowered the brim of his hat and secretly opened the panel.
He sighed, disappointment showing in his eyes.
‘It seems this method won’t work...’
Two days have passed, and some players have very efficiently found the extraordinary forces on the wanted list, and have taken practical measures to assassinate their members. However, they have not shared the expected kill rewards.
‘Hmm… maybe only tasks related to the main storyline can trigger this sharing mechanism? ’
Chen Lun speculated silently in his heart.
In fact, this result was also what he expected. After all, if he could share the kill rewards of his players at any time, then he could recruit players and encourage players to kill by constantly issuing tasks, thereby obtaining massive amounts of rewards. experience value.
At that time, as long as the conditions for promotion are met, he can even ascend instantly!
This is obviously inconsistent with the rules of the world, and even the so-called "game" mechanism... Even if he is originally an alien, everything should have an underlying logic, and this kind of "malignant bug" is unlikely to exist.
This is Chen Lun's understanding.
"Sir, do you want to buy cigarettes? Buy two boxes of cigarettes and give you a box of matches."
At this time, a shabby newsboy stopped in front of him and asked cautiously in a childish voice.
Chen Lun lowered his head and glanced at the other person. This newsboy couldn't even afford the cheapest hat. He had short, malnourished, yellow hair, and his skin was abnormally dark due to exposure to the sun.
The newsboy shielded himself from the scorching sun with one hand and protected his cross-body bag with the other. He looked at him with sweat on his face, his eyes full of longing and expectation.
"Sorry, I don't smoke."
Chen Lun said softly.
The newsboy was a little disappointed. He said that he was disturbing the gentleman and was about to leave, but at this time Chen Lun called him again.
"Bring me a newspaper, no need to look for it, the rest is your tip."
Chen Lun took out a silver coin and handed it over.
The newsboy looked extremely surprised. Newspapers are not actually very easy to sell in Vulture City. People here have little interest in so-called news. They worry about making a living all day long, which is not as attractive as cigarettes.
"Thank you, generous sir!"
The newsboy quickly took out a newspaper from his messenger bag and was about to hand it to Chen Lun. He thought about it and took out another one.
"The money you gave is too much, I will give you an extra newspaper."
Chen Lun couldn't help but smile.
There was no point in having one more newspaper, but he also knew that this was the only way the little guy in front of him could express his gratitude, so he gladly accepted it.
After walking for a while carrying the newspaper, Chen Lun didn't find even a wooden bench for pedestrians to rest. In desperation, he had to find a slightly shady place on the side of the road and sit on the ground.
Opening the newspaper at random, he was surprised to find that at this stage when the entire empire was praising the victory of the war, there was a negative report about the Western War on the side page.
"Shocking! Corpses are everywhere in the occupied area!"
"According to the investigation by relevant personnel, countless local residents died inexplicably and tragically in the four territories surrounding Zhuangmu City in the United Kingdom of Anlong, including 19 villages!"
"Led by Marquis Giovanni, a total of thirty-two nobles jointly protested, hoping that the royal family would severely punish individual officers of the expeditionary force and engage in cruel 'massacre activities' in the occupied areas, and stated that the Trisur Empire is known for its modern civilization and should not To commit such a cruel act.”
"Journalists from many mainstream newspapers such as Bauhinia Newspaper, Tourmaline Newspaper and Sunshine Post went to the occupied area to investigate, but were treated roughly by the garrison and were strictly prohibited from entering for interviews. This is undoubtedly an act that violates the citizens' right to know. This behavior The newspaper seriously suspects that there are conspiracies and secrets hidden in it! I hope the parliament and the royal family can give the public an answer!”
Chen Lun looked at the newspaper and felt a little confused.
In his impression, it was unlikely that the Imperial Army would do such a thing, but it could not be ruled out that individual officers were extremely racist and would hate the Anlong people very much.
But even so, it is unlikely that ordinary officers would dare to disobey orders and massacre prisoners and local residents without authorization.
Chen Lun felt that there was a major secret behind this incident.
Folding the newspaper and placing it under the tree, he turned and left.
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A week later.
Time has entered August, and the temperature has reached its peak.
Chen Lun led his team back to the royal city of Bixi Kloster.
After he settled his subordinates, he immediately used "Cloud Leap" to go to the headquarters of the Generous Parliament and met with his immediate boss, Speaker Azgierro.
In the huge secret chamber, the speaker was still wearing the same gray robe, sitting simply and quietly on the high ebony seat.
"Jack, thank you for your hard work during the two-month expedition with the army."
The Speaker said softly and kindly asked him to sit down.
"The main force is the imperial military, I only did some small things."
Chen Lun shook his head after sitting down.
The Speaker gave him a meaningful look.
"There is a detailed report on the prince's desk, which contains several key actions of yours, including the 'Battle of Hercule Bridgehead', 'Battle of Windsor River' and 'Battle of Nabil Forest Castle' etc... Yes Said that you made a great contribution in the southwest battlefield."
He then lightly raised his index finger, and a dark shadow fell on the marble round table in front of Chen Lun, and two small wooden boxes were immediately revealed.
"As the consul of the Senate, you are already quite qualified. This Western War has also won glory for the Parliament. Your deeds will be passed down from generation to generation among the members. I should also give you the reward you deserve."
"Thank you, Mr. Speaker, and the parliament for their trust and support. I will continue to perform my duties as always."
Chen Lun lowered his head and said.
Immediately, at the speaker's signal, he opened the two wooden boxes.
In the wooden box on the left, there is a sunflower-shaped badge. The speaker explained at the right time that this was sent by Prince Dazlet. It symbolizes the honor of the empire and is the "Sunflower Medal", second only to the highest honor. "Medal of the Sun", there are not many people in history who can achieve this honor.
Although there is no substantial reward, the prince said that with this medal, Chen Lun's baron title will be promoted to viscount.
As for the wooden box on the right, there is a strange chip the size of a finger placed inside. Its color is difficult to describe, and its surface also shows a constantly flowing luster.
"This is a high-sequence mysterious substance of destiny. I got it by chance during this period, and I will use it as a reward for you."
Speaker Azgierro said.
"You should have almost completed the accumulation of mysteries and prepared for the saint's promotion ceremony. It is an indispensable thing."
"Thank you, Mr. Speaker."
Chen Lun thanked him politely.
In fact, he had a high-sequence substance of destiny on hand, which Philip had asked Arnold at the dark end of Wonderland to pass it on to him.
Including the one given by the Speaker, there are two copies.
The saint's promotion ceremony requires only one copy, which makes Chen Lun somewhat "happy troubled" as he doesn't know what to use it for.
"Jack, how much do you know about the saint's ritual?"
At this time, Azgierro sat in a high position and spoke softly.
Chen Lun didn't know why the speaker asked, but he still answered honestly:
"The 'Saint Ritual' is the only way for medium-sequence extraordinary people to move towards high-sequence. Although it is also a kind of promotion ceremony, its difficulty is far more than before. It can be called a 'natural chasm', blocking the way from ancient times to the present. , countless extraordinary people trekking on the path of God..."
He paused for a moment, and after seeing the speaker nod slightly, he continued:
"As a ritual for transforming from a 'mortal' into a 'mythical creature', no matter what path it takes, it has several fixed and rigid requirements... The first is that you must have complete Sequence Four mythological knowledge of its own path or adjacent paths, and Have a corresponding high-sequence mysterious substance. Secondly, the mysterious accumulation of sequence five must reach a certain level... This kind of influence is similar to reputation. Whether it is good or bad, it must be in a certain area. Even within the country, it is known.”
"The summary is very good. It seems that you have worked hard to pursue relevant information and intelligence during this period..."
Speaker Azgierro cast an approving glance.
"But you have fallen into two misunderstandings, or you can only see the surface."
"Misunderstandings and appearances?"
Chen Lun frowned slightly, and then said sincerely:
"Please clear up the confusion, Mr. Speaker."
Azgierro nodded and chuckled.
"First of all, the saint ceremony does not require a high-level substance corresponding to the path. There are many high-ranking people in history. When they were promoted to saints, they never had high-level substances... The reason why they are necessary is because It can increase the success rate of promotion, otherwise the risk of losing control is too great.”
"So that's it..."
Chen Lun looked stunned.
"It is like a 'medicinal introduction', acting as a 'guide' of strength, allowing those who are promoted to adapt to the process of transformation faster."
"'Medicine guide'? Well, the guide of medicinal effect...a very vivid metaphor."
The Speaker chewed on this unfamiliar word and nodded in agreement.
"In addition, the saint's ritual does not only have one high-level substance corresponding to the path. On the contrary, the more preparations are made, the more mysterious accumulations can be obtained after the promotion is successful... Theoretically speaking, as long as there is With enough high-level matter, you can even reach the limit of sequence four while being promoted to a saint.”
Chen Lun raised his eyebrows.
‘According to what the Speaker said, I have two high-level substances of destiny in hand. If the promotion is successful, I will probably ‘skip’? The level of the main profession soared directly? This is good news... It can save a lot of accumulation time. After all, the experience points required for upgrading are already quite exaggerated now, and I'm afraid it will be even bigger after reaching a high level! ’
Speaker Azgierro continued:
"As for the influence you mentioned, it is not accurate...In fact, it should be called an 'anchor', a 'brand' or a 'landmark'. It is a necessary thing used by those in high positions to expand their power and maintain their humanity, so from the Holy At the beginning of the ceremony, there are basic requirements. This is the law of the mysterious realm, and it is also an extraordinary law that has not been passed down but must be obeyed. ”
Chen Lun couldn't help but be a little surprised after listening to the speaker's explanation.
He did not expect that the simple points on the "Saint Promotion Mission" on the panel actually had a more essential explanation in this world.
After understanding this, he had a clearer understanding of the power of high-ranking people... It was a transcendent dimension of power that even needed to be in the hearts of the people, no, it should be said that it was the heart of any living thing, even In the inanimate but substantial world, an indescribable "anchor" falls, thereby gaining the supreme mythical power!
"Thank you for your answer, Mr. Speaker."
After taking a deep breath, Chen Lun had more expectations for the saint ceremony he was about to face. (End of chapter)