Chapter 414
My Empire Chapter 414
2020-11-03
Chapter 414 415 Faithful DogWalking out of the Conference Hall, Luther was at the door, and he followed Chris who was striding forward , and added: "Your Majesty, the dwarves are very satisfied with our arrangement, and Elder Morak is ready to study at the Imperial Family Industrial Academy." A special feeling of joy. After all, the addition of these dwarves did not actually strengthen the empire of Alanhill much.
In addition to the millions of workers who are not skilled workers, these dwarves can only be regarded as "population", not even the real "manpower".
Now he has to find a way to feed these dwarves, and he also has to find a decent job for these dwarves, and finally he can enjoy the so-called demographic dividend brought by these dwarves...
"As soon as possible Give these dwarves some magic balls of knowledge and let them have basic working abilities. Then... give them tractors, piston planes, and some parts of tanks and armored vehicles, and let them produce!"
"In addition, there are train tracks, car spare parts... all put in Bellevue! Let the steel factory in Misak provide them with raw materials! The inspection people are arranged properly, and our skilled workers are used! If the quality is not good, Just deduct the fine from the resettlement funds allocated to the dwarves! If the deduction is gone, let these dwarves get out of the way!" While walking, Chris thought for a while before making arrangements.
He doesn't want to keep a bunch of free-spirited parasites, so he needs to mobilize them as soon as possible and let them obediently and honestly go to Bellevue.
There is another reason for these dwarves to go to Bellevue, which is that Bellevue was once the capital of the Holy Demon Emperor and a city completely destroyed by Alanhill.
In fact, since Alanhill developed nuclear weapons, in addition to attacking Bellevue, he has not used nuclear weapons to strike any human-inhabited cities.
On the one hand, Chris controlled the urge to abuse the nuclear bomb based on humanitarian self-restraint, and on the other hand, the senior management of Alanhill was also unwilling to reproduce the tragedy of Bellevue.
However, Bellevue is still destroyed, as if obliterated, almost completely disappeared from in this world.
It would be unrealistic to say that the surviving residents of the Holy Demon Emperor in Bellevue were not angry with Alanhill.
However, this anger, suppressed by fear and despair, did not erupt for a while.
Although the reconstruction work is going well, Chris, as the emperor of an empire, decided to install another protection measure for the city.
His protection measures are to stuff the dwarves into this city, so that the aborigines of the Holy Demon Emperor will no longer become monolithic because of hatred.
As the original high race, the dwarves had a high reputation in the original low-level Magic Empire. The people of the Holy Demon Emperor may not be in awe of the Alanhill people, but they will definitely maintain a certain degree of awe for the dwarves.
As long as they see the dwarves also living obediently and honestly in Alanhill, the vengeance will become more cowardly.
What Chris wants is time, and as long as Bellevue, or in other words, the Holy Demon area, remains stable, time will help heal all wounds.
Once the local law and order is stabilized and people's minds are at peace, there will be no more large-scale turmoil here.
Chris, who has been sitting on the throne of Emperor Alanhill for six years, is now very regal. He a flip of the hand gather the clouds, another flip turns them to rain, controls this empire, and builds this empire into the most powerful country in this world.
"Princess Jessica's tour in the Dothan area went well. The news from the security department is that everything is normal there, and no evil forces have been found." Luther followed Chris's side. , which lowered the voice cautiously to the report.
Princess Jessica, as the most respected star in the empire, is met with a frenzied pursuit of fans wherever she goes. She also gave full play to her star innate talent and became a well-deserved pearl of the empire under the meticulous creation of the Empire Entertainment Group.
This time I went to Dothan. Originally, Chris was going to accompany him. He also wanted to visit the southern part of the empire to see the battle against demons with his own eyes, and to understand his demonic opponents more intuitively.
But because of Elf Race and Dwarf Race, and various follow-up plans, he can only stay in Serris, the capital of Alanhill, and even Vivian can only see him once every two days.
"Arrange a banquet in the evening for Falai from Elf Race and Morak the dwarf to attend! If the king of dwarves, Sumorai is willing to attend, he can also attend." He walked to the door of his office, Chris stopped and instructed.
He said that he wanted to invite those rich people to dinner in the evening, so it happened to be accompanied by these people who came from afar. Every minute and every second of his current time must be used reasonably, and it can even be said that it must be used carefully.
All kinds of problems related to computer technology need him to lead the team to solve key problems, and the overall planning of the universe plan also needs to be personally handled by him.
Able people work hard. Chris is the most capable person in this empire, so he can only work hard to better promote the development of this empire.
"Yes! Your Majesty." Luther bowed slightly, agreed, and then stepped back.
Chris walked into the office, then grabbed the phone on his desk and instructed the secretariat in a calm tone: "The break is cancelled, let Carl come and see me!"
Carl, the protector of magic, walked into Chris' office, one-knee kneels, bowed his head and saluted: "Your Majesty! Your faithful servant Carl salutes you! Long live the emperor!"
"You have 30 minutes, report it." Chris moved a document about the increase in oil production capacity from his sight and put it in the pile of documents he had already read, and said without looking up: "Get up. Speak!"
Carl didn't care, stood up and immediately opened his mouth to report: "In the past month, the Magic Army has cleaned up 30 extreme resistance organizations in the Holy Demon area, and disposed of 55 The rebel magician, who was dissatisfied with the imperial rule, arrested the remaining 1172 people."
What he said about the disposal was in fact the number of people who were directly killed. The magic protection organization he leads is a magician unit under the Guards, responsible for managing issues related to magician crime.
As one of the shadow troops of the true Alanhill Empire, this force composed entirely of magicians loyal to the Alanhill Empire has grown rapidly in the past two years, and its efficiency has become higher and higher.
"How about the super god puppet? How many of them have been put into actual combat?" Chris asked while flipping through the documents without raising his head.
"We have successfully deployed 30 super god puppets. If necessary, we can immediately deploy ten more. Although the state is not stable enough, the emergency is enough." Carl immediately replied.
Mental diversion is a very troublesome thing, especially if the diverted magician is mentally unstable, and this diversion is especially dangerous.
That's why Carl said that emergency is enough. Once this kind of puppet is activated, it may collapse at any time. The price of collapse is that the magician itself, which controls the puppet by Divine Force, will be subject to a certain degree of spirit strength backlash.
The worst result is that magician will lose a certain amount of cultivation realm, which may not be able to recover in a year or two.
"Thirty...a lot." Chris scratched his head, finally looked up from the pile of documents, looked towards Carl: "It seems that you have worked hard all these years, I am very satisfied with this achievement."
"Serving Your Majesty and sharing your worries for Your Majesty is the meaning of our existence." Carl immediately bowed his head and replied respectfully.
He has made great progress because of the training of Grecon's high level magician. Not long ago, he has also become a real high level magician, possessing the same magical power as Archmage.
But the stronger he is, the more Your Majesty deep and unmeasurable he finds his allegiance to. Every time he sees the man who controls the entire empire in front of him, he has a feeling of being suppressed by a pair of eyes.
That feeling made his involuntarily hair stands on end, made him sweat uncontrollably, and made him have to admit the fact that no matter how much progress he made, he was the same as the emperor Your in front of him. Majesty, the worse it gets.
It is precisely because of this that Carl worked so hard to run the magic protection department and established this department as a loyal dog of the country. He personally considered himself a minion of the emperor Your Majesty, and never dared to take a step forward.
"Continue to expand the scale! I plan to establish a puppet army to perform some high-risk special missions." Chris put the pen cap on, put it in a convenient position, and said to Carl: "So, what you need to do is to choose loyal magicians, improve their strength as soon as possible, and prepare them..."
"Yes! Your Majesty! After I go back, I will start working on it. This matter." After hearing Chris's words, Carl immediately lowered his head and replied without any hesitation.
Chris is satisfied with Carl's attitude, and he also trusts the magician who has never had any problems since he pledged allegiance to him: "I'm very optimistic about you, don't betray my trust in you."
>"I will go through water and tread on fire, I will do whatever you want!" Karl once again one-knee kneels, bowing his head and promising to Chris.
"Prove it with action!" Chris buried his head in the report again, and got to work. However, his voice drifted into Carl's ears, clear and cold: "I don't want to see those unstable guys in the Holy Demon area."
"I understand!" Carl retreated. Arriving at the door of the room, with a firm word, he left Chris's office: "I will do it myself, one will not let go!"
(end of this chapter)