Five Hundred and Sixty-Three Is Useless
"You don't have to come here in person, Your Majesty the Queen." Chris looked at the royal flag flying in the center of the flagpole instead of the top of the palace in the distance, and said to the Elf Queen.
The elf queen showed a smile that could fascinate thousands of people, she seemed to be explaining, and she seemed to be emphasizing something: "Your Majesty Chris, the relics on the back of the moon are of great significance to the elves, so we cannot tolerate any threats that affect Alan Hill's cosmic plan."
She gently stirred the milk tea in the cup and looked at the small vortex in the middle: "And, didn't we just sign the covenant? According to the content of the covenant, we are obliged to help Alan Hill resist the invasion of any form of any enemy."
"You know, there's nothing to talk about about the moon." Chris tapped his fingers on the edge of the table and rejected the elf queen's hint again.
The elf queen seems to be used to this, she just sighed softly, and then changed the subject: "I have approved all the development plans you provided to the elves last time, and the results are very good...Thank you."
"You're welcome, after all, I also took the shares, 70% of the income, even I will be very excited." Chris was still tapping the edge of the gorgeous table with his fingers, making a slight sound.
This habit has been maintained since he crossed over. He likes to think at this time, and likes to mobilize his thinking in this way.
He has a lot of ideas for the elves, including the service trade industry, including cosmetics, fashion industry, tourism industry, and even the film industry, model and entertainment industry, etc.
With the support of the Royal Entertainment Group, these industries have begun to make large-scale profits. Seven beauties from the elves entered the human society, signed contracts with some formal entertainment companies, and officially became stars in the entertainment industry.
And the pure natural green and pollution-free cosmetics of various elves endorsed by them have also become the new favorites of women in Alan Hill——the elves' skin care products infiltrated with the essence of water magic have indeed played a role in common chemistry to a certain extent. The incomparable effect of skin care products, the advantages of the elves in this industry are indeed very obvious.
In addition, the urban styles of the elves are very different, and the demand for rich people to travel is also huge. In just a few weeks, the opened main city of elves welcomed more than 3,000 human visitors. At the same time, these human visitors also contributed a considerable income of more than 30 million gold coins to the elves.
The elves, who are no longer impoverished, and even vaguely rich, are now speaking harder.
Even, the elf queen often called Chris, asking more than once,
Willing to sponsor Alan Hill's cosmic project...
Of course, Chris would still categorically refuse this kind of thing. In terms of money, Greckon is still much richer than the elf who just recovered from bankruptcy. Alan Hill didn't even give Greckon face, let Greckon join the space program, let alone the elves who have always been thinking about the moon.
"In order to keep the market, send out troops... Isn't that always what Alan Hill has done?" The elf queen smiled and continued: "So there is nothing wrong with us elves sending out our own army."
"You don't have to refuse, it has nothing to do with the fragile face of human beings." She said while holding up the teacup: "Our elves have fought to protect human beings for tens of thousands of years, no matter what you do, you can't deny what has happened history."
"Yes, but I can downplay it and obliterate it." Chris sneered in his heart, but he still didn't think so—as long as he wanted, it would be easier for Alan Hill to change the textbook once than for a small island to change the textbook.
Even, hundreds of years later, he is still alive, and today's history is beyond recognition. Human beings will forget their humble past, and mortals will no longer remember being bullied and oppressed by magicians—all this, as long as he wants to do it.
After all, in Alan Hill, there is only one voice, a voice that cannot be questioned, and a voice that belongs only to Alan Hill Chris.
"Indeed, if you want, you can do it." The queen still smiled, blooming like a beautiful flower, flooding the whole room with brilliance: "But you can't erase the facts, what has happened Things, even if they are forgotten, still happen."
"You're right." Chris nodded, knocked on the edge of the table, twisted the teacup in front of him, and took a sip: "So I allow the troops of the elves to cross the border, and let you deploy the troops in In such an important direction as Ferry City."
"Unexpectedly, after many years, we still have the opportunity to fight side by side with dwarves and human magicians." The elf queen said with emotion: "The last time the human coalition fought side by side with us was thousands of years ago."
"From today onwards, human beings will once again fight alongside you, and even stand in front of you." Chris proudly showed off the strength of Alan Hill.
Of course he has reason to show off, because this power was created by him alone, this kind of power has transcended the age and surpassed civilization, and it is young and full of vigor!
Thinking of something, the Elf Queen didn't refute Chris's words. A few days ago, when she was eating, she suddenly remembered some questions about the export project of potted plants of the elves. Before putting down the tableware, she chewed something and called her waiter.
In the eyes of the waiter who seemed to see the end of the world, Her Majesty the Queen realized that she had lost her composure just now.
For thousands of years since she was a child, she has never made such a huge mistake. At that moment, she finally woke up suddenly, realizing that she seemed to have been subtly changed by Alan Hill.
After thinking about it, she noticed that there was a telephone, a TV, and even a router and wireless network in her room. Her new office is also minimalist, even with trendy things like lacquered floors.
All her furniture uses high-end original designs from Alan Hill, and the most luxurious and expensive ones are chosen. Even now she is used to wearing slippers and a nightgown to rest in her room, instead of sleeping in traditional elf clothing as before.
Today, every morning, the elves will also have a unique flag-raising ceremony facing the rising sun. This is not a glorious tradition of the elves, but a "landscape" created by learning from Alan Hill.
Whenever thinking of this, Her Majesty recalled the conversation about etiquette when she and Chris were having dinner.
She really failed to convince Chris, and in the end she forgot all the things she insisted on.
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"Elves! Why are they here?" Seeing the magic arrow flying towards him, the demon commander gritted his teeth with hatred.
He felt that he had brought out the most elite combat power and raided the human defense line, and there might be a slight chance of winning.
But he never imagined that waiting for his troops were those difficult senior magicians of the elves!
He never thought that these damned elves would appear on his attacking position. At this time, there was only one sentence in his mind: Aren't these damn bastards already beaten to the ground, unable to fight anymore?
Thinking of this, he really wanted to catch the demons near the magic eye in the elf territory and ask him: "Didn't you say that the elves are powerless to fight anymore? Why do these bastards appear here now? Now I don't know what to do." How to do?"
At this moment, of course, he has nothing to do, because all his main forces have been pressed, and whether he can win now depends on the destiny.
But obviously, the destiny does not seem to be on the devil's side - the magic bows and arrows of the elves are quite powerful when targeting high-level demons who are also magicians.
Several demons were hit by this round of arrow rain, and fell to the sky screaming. Then the human anti-aircraft guns fired a dense fire net, covering the high-level demons who were not stable.
The demon troops whose formation was disrupted immediately found that the elf troops they were facing were pressing forward, and the vine flags were slowly moving forward, and the forest-like magic spears were also shaking slightly with their steps go ahead.
It's a pity that these high-level demons, who had already been disrupted in formation, struggled to escape from the anti-aircraft firepower of Alan Hill, and were about to face the battle-tested elf troops, and they didn't fight back at all. room for.
They retreated steadily and were pushed to the beach. Only then did they stabilize their position with the support of the ordinary demon troops who came ashore as reinforcements.
What makes these demon troops strange is that the elves have no intention of killing them all. The opponent stopped in front of the minefield, and even the follow-up archers were slowly retreating in an orderly manner.
Immediately afterwards, the neat phalanx of elf magic spears also began to retreat, without any intention of approaching and driving the desperate demon troops into the sea.
As a result, the demon troops crowded on the beach looked at each other, with expressions of not knowing what the elves were doing.
In the next second, they heard the shrill sound of large-caliber shells tearing the air. Before they could prop up the magic defensive barrier again, those huge caliber shells hit the crowd of demons on the beach.
"The reason why those bastards didn't attack violently, they only oppressed and didn't melee... So they wanted to drive us here and use human weapons to consume us!" The demon general who led them realized the problem. Standing amidst the artillery fire, he gritted his teeth and shouted: "Follow me! Fight with the opponent! They won't dare to fire!"
What he didn't know was that there was a place called Earth, and there used to be an organization called the Boxers, who yelled such a tragic sentence at the guns of foreigners...
Unfortunately, this is of no use...
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Tomorrow will continue three more