Chapter 1175
My Empire Chapter 1175
2020-11-03
Chapter 1175 1177a matter of no concern to oneself"Aren't you going to see your filial sons and grandsons and let them reduce some losses ?" Chris asked, looking at the source of magic sitting on the sofa.
"They? I'm already like this now, and I still care about them, how is it possible?" The source of magic was snorted, staring at the huge LCD TV in front of him in a daze.
In the TV, the beautiful girl group is acting coquettishly, and the audience in the stands are also very excited.
This is a large-scale talent show, and it is the top show of the so-called cultural export of the Eternal Empire. The woman one by one on the TV screen looks exquisite, but it is a puppet who admires their slender thighs.
"even more how." The source of magic turned his head sideways, looked towards Chris and said, "Those are just tools for me to realize my wishes, they originally lived for me, and now they go for me There's nothing wrong with dying."
"I've already failed... so they're useless." Having said that, the source of magic picked up the remote control from the sofa and chose A channel that is broadcasting agricultural planting training, with keen interest pleasure watched it.
In the heart of this 10,000-year-old urchin, the importance of women is far less interesting than plastic greenhouses.
Chris thinks about it for a moment, and then relaxes. He also felt that letting the source of magic at this time, that is, such a puppet, tell the demons that the source of magic has been defeated and the war has ended, which is no different from joking.
Who would believe that such a seemingly weak puppet was the original source of powerful magic?
It is estimated that if this is done, the group of demons that have been flustered and exasperated will slash the puppet in front of them with a sword, continue to believe that the origin of magic is just the disappearance of an unfathomable mystery, and continue to fight with firm confidence.
Speaking of which, Chris still finds it interesting if this happens. But he hasn't had such a bad taste yet, so he didn't plan to push the source of magic to the front line to die.
But the most annoying thing is that this magic source has left such a huge energy group in the sky above the battlefield. As long as this mass of energy does not dissipate, the demons still have a little hope.
They hope that this group of energy will finally be able to frenzy again, help them destroy the invaders and turn the tide of the war.
"There's really no good way." Chris rubbed the bridge of his nose and let out a long sigh, thinking about how to bring Demon Race back as soon as possible. own use.
End the war as soon as possible, then let Mananshan disarm and return to the fields, and let the Alanhill Empire enjoy a few years of peace.
In this way, he can also seize the time to develop some new technologies and push the Alanhill civilization to a new peak.
"That mass of energy will eventually be absorbed by nature. After all, its existence violates the laws of nature." The source of magic staring at the plastic greenhouse said at this time: "The speed will not be very fast, But in a few dozen days, it should be able to be absorbed very little."
He is like an arrogant child. When adults encounter difficulties, he likes to show off what he has mastered. Get someone's attention.
Chris nods, and finally decides to ignore the poor demon defenders still struggling in Witholland.
Just a few days ago, the industrial robots of the Alanhill empire began to popularize in Serris, and after these robots replicated themselves, some of them began to produce other parts.
After adding so many precision machining professionals, the executives of the Alanhill empire began to realize that the Alanhill empire could grow faster.
"Your Majesty, this is a photo from the front. They found a library in the basement of the temple." Luther walked in and handed a tablet to Chris.
Chris took the tablet and was startled by the golden light in front of him. When he realized that such a luxurious library was in front of him, he looked towards the source of magic who was watching TV on the side.
"You don't understand economic construction at all, and then use precious metals to make books?" Chris really wanted to call the guy in front of him a wasterel, but he held back.
"There's no way. At the beginning, I was also using paper." Magic Origin spread his hands and said helplessly: "But Demon Realm's paper is too bad, much worse than the paper you use. ."
He pointed to some documents in Luther's hand, and continued: "So, in less than 300 years, those papers were tattered, and I had no choice, so I ordered the use of Books are made of metal. But then the metal rusted and could no longer be used, so I ordered to try it with gold."
He was obviously proud of having said this: "As a result, these golds can last a long time. I think this thing is really convenient."
Chris sighed, then looked towards Luther: "Find a way to transport all these Demon Realm books back. Serris...the pictures must be archived, nothing can go wrong!"
"My subordinates understand!" Concubine Luther nodded lightly: "Empress Andrea and Concubine Vivian are at the scene, please ask Don't let them..."
"Let... Andrea take care of this! Vivienne will help!" Chris ordered after thinking about it. He also felt that it was time to find some jobs for these two female warriors, otherwise he would be very worried about their running around all day long.
"Where is the navy?" Chris continued to ask after assigning tasks to the two running queens.
"Because the command was handed over to Vagron, the navy was not advancing very fast. They bypassed the southern Sea Territory and were heading north along the coastline." Luther answered Chris's question .
"Several aircraft carriers, dozens of battleships... With such a huge fleet, battle strength is wasted." Chris sighed.
"The Marine Corps occupied the coastal area along the way and captured a large number of demon civilians." Luther said: "The previous report has been sent to you."
"I mean, after this war, the weapons and equipment on the surface of the planet seem to be... wasted." Chris felt a little depressed when he thought that his cosmic destroyer was already swimming in space.
His sky fleet, his huge army and air force, and his hugely expensive navy seemed to be useless overnight. At this time, in Chris's mind, the idea of disarmament moved again.
(end of this chapter)