1330 Second Pattern

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There are many people who have silver spoons in their mouths from birth, such as the former emperor Palak Stram.

Even in the weakest age of mortals, the emperor of an empire is already a very wealthy existence.

He lived in a luxurious palace since he was a child, and was trained in noble etiquette by court etiquette masters. What kind of expression he has when he walks to his throne every day, many people carefully analyze it.

Even if he surrendered in the end and became a king of subjugation, under the blessing of the Alan Hill Empire, his quality of life has never been affected.

He still has a title, and is still a drunken old nobleman. The surrender allowed him to keep many properties. With the blessing of the expansion bonus of the Alan Hill Empire, he even made him richer than before.

He no longer has any idea of ​​restoring the country, and his ideal has always been to be a rich man, guarding his property honestly, and watching them slowly increase.

However, he, an old nobleman, has finally come out recently. After all, he has experience in managing an empire, and the expansion of the Alan Hill Empire is too fast, and it is lacking such talents with management experience.

After being pulled out of bed, stuffed into a training class, and instilled in modern management for a full year, he was placed on a colony planet to manage the people's livelihood there.

It's definitely a boring and frustrating job. Because at the very beginning, he, the poor past emperor, served as a civil affairs officer as little as a village head.

No way, the second batch of immigrants who arrived with him on the planet called Mira in front of him, together with the first batch, only had 130 people.

Most of the work is done by Pioneer robots. Apart from managing and commanding the robots, most of the 130 people are performing high-end tasks such as investigations and experiments.

Therefore, most of these people cannot be managed by Palak Stram, nor can they command them. Even, for the entire immigration plan, he is just a fool who stamped the registration office...

Life became poor in an instant, and of course Palak Stram was not used to it. But he didn't dare to do anything, because he always remembered that he was a king of subjugation, a "shaking M" who couldn't express any dissatisfaction.

He even saw everyone around him as an imperial spy, monitoring his every move, every word and every action. If he was slightly dissatisfied, he might be sent back to the Ellanhill Empire Security Bureau, and then tied to the electric chair to enjoy how abundant nuclear fusion power generation is.

Therefore, during that unforgettable time in exile, he was cautious in his words and deeds, and honestly cultivated himself in the wasteland, watching robots build cities, watch robots raise cattle and sheep, and watch them build the world It became a new countryside.

No way, compared with the prosperous cities of the Elland Hill Empire before, even if it is developing rapidly, it is nothing more than a poor countryside.

Of course, this year it has become lively here, and he, the civil affairs officer, has also begun to get busy. About 100,000 people were immigrated to this planet. In addition to developing the land, copper mines, tin mines, and some other messy minerals were also found here.

Anyway, a planet that has no oil or radioactive substances found will not become a first-class resource planet no matter what, so this is just a village after all, a planetary village with 100,000 people.

Holding a briefcase between his arms, Palak Stram yawned and walked up the steps of the city hall step by step. There were meteors flashing across the sky. It was the re-entry module that was sending various machines to this world. .

Because there are no expensive minerals, and no signs of aborigines and life, this new world improved from the World Tree is not eligible to be included in the portal network.

From this point of view, this is a small rural place with no access, which will never develop... a backward place!

The Alan Hill Empire, which is developing every planet crazily,

There will be no plans for poverty alleviation in a short period of time. Within ten years, this planet called Mira will only see slow development.

"Good morning! Miss Angela!" When passing by the front desk of the city hall, he lazily greeted the female receptionist standing inside.

I heard that this female receptionist is also a nobleman, but her ancestors have declined. In her generation, there may only be a baron title left.

But a noble is a noble, and she has more or less gone to school for two days, at least in a state of literacy. So she applied for the civil servant of the Alan Hill Empire...

This is actually a tragedy. She was admitted, and then she was stuffed into a spaceship and airdropped here.

Who would have thought that the lack of management talents in the Alan Hill Empire has become so short that it is almost open to all comers? Who would have thought that as long as you checked the option to obey the assignment when applying for the exam, you would basically be admitted and await assignment.

Who would have thought that on such a newly developed transformed planet with a level of 100,000 people, there would be such a poor appearance.

"Morning..." The loveless Miss Angela replied without even raising her eyelids. She knew that Palak who walked into her office looked down on an old woman like her, so she didn't bother to hook up.

Palak Stram walked into his office as usual, closed the door, took off his coat, and hung it on the hanger beside the door.

Then, when he turned his head away and wanted to follow his own habit and leave the briefcase next to the computer and start boring work, he was startled by the weapon inserted on his desk.

"Damn it! What the hell is this!" He took a step back subconsciously, because he saw a weird black long sword stuck on his desk with slight melting marks.

In any case, the strange pattern on the sword, and the blade that is no longer particularly sharp, but can still vaguely see its sharpness before, all made the former emperor of the Palak Empire Palak Si, who had seen many weapons. Tram knew that what he had in front of him was a long sword, not something like a cross.

"Ann..." He subconsciously wanted to call out to Miss Angela outside the corridor, but before all the voice came out of his throat, he swallowed it.

The doors and windows in the office are intact, and there is no sign of anyone flipping through them... He is just a civil affairs officer. Even if there are assassinations or terrorist attacks on this planet, then this sword should appear upstairs Right in the consul's office.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and walked over slowly. As if summoned by something, he stretched out his hand to the long sword that was emitting white gas.