One Thousand Two Hundred and Sixty-Four, the Emperor's Head Was Broken

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When Chris knew that his concubine went to the Longtate family to get the jewels, he felt more and more that he, the emperor of the Alan Hill Empire, was no different from a villain who was extravagant.

However, it is clear that on the distant planet Hope 2, the locals have begun to change their views on the Alan Hill Empire.

A group of local people in tattered clothes, escorted by soldiers of the Storm Empire, walked listlessly on the most spacious road in the city.

They were very nervous, because they didn't know why they were gathered here under the guard of the city guards.

It can be seen every day recently that there are countless pops falling from the sky, and the people living on Planet Hope 2, or the common people living in the Storm Empire, are no longer surprised.

These ignorant natives have become accustomed to the sky with meteors constantly falling, and have gradually begun to get used to the sight of black eagle flags flying on the steel flagpoles that the empire has just erected.

For these small people in Shengdou, there is actually no difference between living under the rule of the Alan Hill Empire or under the rule of the Storm Empire.

As long as the taxes they should pay are not raised, as long as they are given a way to survive, they don't mind those officials changing the name of their country.

Anyway, for these common people, the concept of country is still very weak. They have a blood feud with the Panshi Empire, they don't have much to deal with with the Raging Flame Empire, and their relationship with the Changhe Empire is not harmonious.

So, if it wasn't for the Raging Flame Empire, if it wasn't for the invasion of the Rock Empire, and if it wasn't for the soldiers of the Long River Empire, they wouldn't bother to care about whether their country was called Stormwind or Alan Hill.

"This means that each of our families has one person... regardless of men and women, is there going to be a war?" A man walking in the crowd asked an acquaintance in the same village beside him.

The acquaintance shook his head, and replied with some disapproval: "I don't think so! If it's conscription to prepare for war, it's impossible to let a woman come over..."

"Yeah! It shouldn't be a war... Otherwise, we should prepare some armor by ourselves. Didn't we always prepare our own luggage?" An old man with military experience also shook his head, very professional analyzed.

In this way of analysis, the people were still moving forward under the drive of the soldiers.

"Stand up! Stand up! Pay attention to your position!" A soldier of the Storm Empire with a spear,

He loudly reminded the civilians who passed by him.

He knows these civilians too well. If he doesn't often yell at these peasants, they will start to be confused and become less obedient.

"Hurry up! The people behind keep up! Hurry up!" Not far away, the great knight who had recovered his freedom held down the long sword on his waist, and pushed an old man who was walking slowly forward two steps .

He didn't have a good attitude towards these untouchables, and the look in front of him was already what he looked like when he was good-tempered.

If it weren't for the two Alan Hill Empire combat puppet robots holding 10mm assault rifles standing behind him, his attitude might be ten times worse than it is now!

At the end of the crowd, the expressions on the faces of several officials were even more exciting. They had learned a lot before, but these things still made them a little confused.

"You said, can there be so many things in a while...?" A middle-aged man in the uniform of a local official asked another colleague standing beside him nervously.

His colleagues were not much better, and they also said with a nervous look: "Hiss...could it be those adults who want to deal with us, and use the hands of these untouchables to kill us?"

"It shouldn't be... If they want us to die, don't they need to be so troublesome?" The third official was so frightened when he heard his colleagues talking about it, he quickly comforted himself: "Don't talk nonsense! People are scary, but you have to Scary!"

While talking, on the other side of the road, on the other side of the intersection, trucks came slowly one after another.

The first three cars turned around slowly, and then leaned the parking space behind the three talking ministers. The canvas on the truck was picked up by the people inside. In the next second, the fighting puppet robot who picked up the canvas curtain to escort the truck, Just jumped out of the truck.

Then, these combat puppet robots opened the baffle locks on both sides of the truck and lowered the tailgate of the truck compartment.

Immediately afterwards, they caught the packing box handed to them by the other two puppet robots standing on the truck.

Large art fonts are printed on the packing box, the handwriting on it is very cartoony, and the content is very clear - "Hanhai Little Raccoon"!

"Each person can only receive two family suits!" A puppet commanding the robot with a weapon and not working came to the side of the three local officials, and ordered in a cheap voice with a sense of machinery.

"Understood! Understood!" Several people nodded quickly, with expressions of relief on their faces - it seemed that they were not abandoned, nor would they be torn to pieces by the angry crowd.

So, they each took two packs of five packs of Raccoon Crispy Noodles from the puppet robot who helped them, and handed them to the first man standing at the head of the civilian crowd.

"Tear open the pocket. There are five small pockets inside. After crushing the bag, tear open the package along the jagged incision on the edge, and you can eat the contents! It tastes good and is very filling." Ready One day, when these officials introduced how to eat crispy noodles, they were still very professional.

They pointed to the schematic diagram of the eating steps printed on the big sign behind them, and introduced it to the civilians who had received the crispy noodles.

"This... is food?" The man couldn't believe what he heard, he squeezed the exquisite pocket in his hand, and asked in disbelief.

"Yes! Follow the order and you can eat the contents! We ate it yesterday, it was very delicious." After the official finished speaking, he ignored the man who got the food and continued to serve the crispy noodles Pass it to the next civilian with an outstretched hand.

The guard at the side pulled aside the man who was at a loss and received the crispy noodles, and reprimanded in a very bad tone: "Get out of here! Don't get in the way here!"

The man holding the crispy noodles staggered a few steps, and finally regained his footing. He looked at the things in his arms a little blankly, and he still feels that all this is a bit unreal.

Ireland Hill Empire? Is it really just a matter of disagreement? Could it be that the emperor's head is broken?

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