Chapter 630: Mark of the Gods
After the newborns underwent a rough test, Imric signaled to stop if the researchers still wanted to continue.
Order the court mage to write a detailed report on this data. If there is any concealment, he will never be as merciful as last time.
Imrik walked up to Mazov and threw him a bottle of kvass produced in his motherland. He looked at the broken wood blocks and steel plates on the ground, and put his fingers around his cheeks, seeming to be surprised by the expressiveness, "It gives me something.
" Surprised, tell me about your current physical condition, especially the mark of the gods."
Mazov took the kvass, hesitated for a long time, but still did not open the cork, and placed it on the table next to him.
One of the ways to say goodbye to the past is to reject those things that are etched in your bones.
He clenched his palms and whispered, "Our power is still in my soul, but the feeling of being watched has disappeared. Ersun, Tyr, Daz... But I know the price of obtaining this power.
" , a person who lacked training and piety suddenly received such a huge blessing. Even if he did not die in the hands of Katrin, his body would gradually collapse and disintegrate soon. In a sense, you saved me, although I didn’t Too willing."
Wisps of blue electric light floated from his long hair, his brown eyes gradually brightened like a shrinking sun, and cold wind blew out of his mouth.
Although weak, this power still exists.
"You haven't told me about this before." Imrik raised his eyebrows in displeasure. It's troublesome to control smart people. He told many things truthfully, allowing you to get useful information, but some additional information was useful. Only he knows the valuable information.
"For a dead man, talking too much is a bad thing." Mazov dispersed this strange power, and did not care about Imrik's displeasure, and moved the topic to other directions, "I am very curious about how you do it. Yes, wipe out the mark of the gods and keep only the power. But why would you target me for the experiment, unless..." He looked through the perspective window at the two mages outside who were chatting fiercely, "You and
Katrin Same, preparing to steal the power of a god, but the identity of this god is a bit complicated, and he controls more than one kind of power, so he regarded me as the target of the experiment." Imrik shrugged and did not formally answer the question, "Your situation is very suitable
. I believe you will not refuse this invitation for what I am going to do next."
"Of course not, but the premise is that the previous promise can work."
Anticipating what Mazov would say, Imrik handed him a I believe there will definitely be some surprises in the recent Kislev report.
Mazov took the report and started reading it from the first page. His extraordinary thinking ability allowed him to quickly browse the obscure Elvish language on it, but the more he read down, the tighter his fingers tightened.
He gritted his teeth and said, "The eleven-year-old Tsar established a cabinet to assist education, coordinate domestic and foreign affairs, introduced dwarf construction teams to carry out reconstruction work, decentralized power to the countryside, called on young people to go to the countryside, encouraged reclamation, and reduced Commercial taxes bring in foreign funds... What kind of idiot is he that can do these things!"
Imrik put his hands on the table and sat down on it. He didn't care about his image, and his tone was as natural as chatting with an old friend. "He doesn't have that courage, but I more suspect that after your death, the appearance of Lidrosang made him change his mind, such as using the stability of the earth's energy to threaten the continuation of the Romanov dynasty." Mazov
realized what was going on.
He cursed in Kislevian under his breath, "Two bitches."
Their original plan was to rely on Erengrad's naturally superior location to encourage farmers to enter the city and revitalize trade and industry on a large scale.
Establish two small cities in the southern state, grow food on a large area with them as the center, and feed each other with Erengrad to form a virtuous cycle, without taking away the old aristocrats of Kislev.
In time, Erengrad became essentially the center of Kislev, and the old nobility could only appoint.
They expanded the political advantages gained in this war, replaced the tsarist dictatorship with a relatively mild method, retained its position as a mascot to stabilize people's hearts, and let the representative system lead the country forward.
Although the cabinet system divided part of the tsar's power, it also meant that the entire kingdom needed to be handled by the Patriot Army. But what's the value of a city turned into a wasteland by Katrin? Too much distraction will only make the development speed fail to meet expectations.
Necessary ruthlessness is an indispensable means. Although giving up some people is cruel, it is very practical.
He closed his eyes and thought for a while, and decided that he still couldn't let go and just be a puppet in the old world. "
I will manage Qingyan Port safely for you, but when necessary, I also have the power to intervene in the old world." "
As long as It is in line with Caledor's national policy. I believe there is no problem with this. In other words, I prefer you to do this. Every time there is a war, there are refugees, and these are potential labor forces." "Then, I have no problem
. We will also cooperate with the research on the gods."
Imrik nodded in agreement. There will always be some strange voices in letting the elves be the first line of management. His policy towards humans is not to be slaves and to engage in educational policies to enslave the ignorant and loyal.
A multi-racial country may be the development trend of Caledor in the future. If one day, on a whim, it feels that the Phoenix Court is useless and wants to indulge in the addiction of being an emperor, this national policy is also an advance preparation for the establishment of an empire. "Your current identity is that of a township
teacher from the old world. Because you were dissatisfied with the dark and pedantic academic environment in Kislev, you came to Qingyan Port to seek knowledge." "A good identity, but much better than that shabby shoemaker's son.
Fighting, robbing, and murdering in the alley, and finally being thrown into the Usko River as bait to feed the farmers downstream, hahaha." As he spoke, Mazoov suddenly laughed, but he could not hide the tears in the corners of his eyes.
Street gangsters, soldiers, mercenaries, chosen ones, regicides, and township teachers, the mixture of these identities would be too dramatic.
In order to give the soldiers a buffer time to accept this completely different identity and destiny, Imric left the secret room.
He left this small space to himself and ordered the two mages not to rush into research and experiments, leaving Mazov to be alone.
I may be able to feel the hollowness brought about by this difference in identity definition. It was the strange feeling I had when I was resurrected by Lao Mi in the ancient dragon city.
The mortal Wang Boming, who was naturally fond of thinking and calculating, died, and the elf Imric, who was expected by the whole country and had an unusually arrogant nature, also died.
When the body and soul are undergoing reorganization, there will always be a doubt in the clear consciousness in the mind, am I still me?
Not a remnant composed of memories, not a hybrid of two completely different lives, but a life with independent will and free consciousness.
Imrik, who was walking in the long tunnel, leaned against the wall and sighed in his heart. The elusive question is really annoying. How did those crazy philosophers come up with such an unsolvable proposition as the Ship of Theseus.
Did you drink too much and have holes in your brain? The horns are even more ridiculous than the green shaman.
"My king, you seem a little confused." The girl covered by a brown cloak walked out of the shadows. Her only remaining eye was a little worried, and she could feel the entanglement of her thoughts.
"Melina..." Seeing that it was Xiaomu, Imrik rubbed his temples and said it was okay, "It's a trivial matter, but I feel sorry for you and promised to take you to enjoy an ordinary life, but the first time... We are doing research."
"This is what we should do. This world is worth saving. You have fulfilled the long-cherished wish of Miss Lani and I. Now it is time to repay." "There is no need to talk about repayment between
us." Im Rick shook his head and lamented that he had done a lot of things, indirectly or directly, and many shady orders were secretly sent everywhere, just to give him a sense of security.
He held Melina's shoulders and walked with her to another intersection,
"How are those adventure knights doing?"
(End of Chapter)