564 Chapter 564: Stories and Civilization

"The tiger finally killed the noble pig and established a new order." Duke Medea's voice sounded out of place.

After being slightly surprised, Aslan said with a smile: "That's right, under the new order of the tiger, the house has been restored to its original state, and even the decoration has become more and more luxurious, and the cubs have grown up vigorously. When it grows up, it loses the restraint of the tiger, and is fed by the chef, the cub does not evolve into a tiger, but gradually becomes a new noble pig."

When Duke Medea and Nomiri heard this, their eyes widened subconsciously.

"A new cycle begins again."

The two women looked at each other with shocked expressions in each other's eyes.

Especially the Duke of Medea, she is the most clear about the establishment of the Kingdom of Cleveland.

The former Emperor Cleveland I was a good lord who cared about the people. Under the continuous exploitation and oppression of the suzerain country at that time, he finally rose up.

After he overthrew the old suzerain, the Kingdom of Cleveland gradually recovered under his rule. It reached its peak under the diligent rule of Emperor Cleveland II.

Duke Medea subconsciously looked at Aslan.

"You want to say you're the kitten who ended up being a tiger?"

Aslan rolled his eyes directly.

I worked so hard to talk about it for a long time, but in exchange for such an answer, what happened to me, I looked like a rebel there.

"Nomiri, what do you think?" Aslan looked at Nuomili, wanting to find an answer.

"What you want to say is to prevent becoming a noble pig!" Nomiri replied tentatively.

Aslan directly covered his head, wanting to shout 'God'.

"Is this what I want to say? What I want to say is that this is a cycle, and haven't you discovered it? It can last for many years in a continent or kingdom, but the royal family changes very frequently, and very few royal families can rule a kingdom. More than three hundred years." Aslan said seriously.

Duke Medea and Nomiri suddenly became interested, and said in unison: "Why?"

"Because of the uneven wealth, it can also be said that the land is uneven." Aslan explained.

"When the kingdom was first established, the emperor divided the lord's land. At that time, most of the people cultivated the land by themselves. At that time, the imperial power could still deter the whole country. But as time went by, when the emperor also ended that day, everything changed. When nobles from all over the world began to plunder and plunder the self-cultivated land of the free people as private property, and when the people could only be reduced to serfs and workers, conflicts began to accumulate. The same is true for wealth. When a country has 5% or even 2% When 90% of the country's wealth is controlled by the majority of the people, the contradictions will inevitably widen. This will gradually intensify with the passage of time. When ordinary people struggle for a year and cannot support themselves, uprisings are inevitable. .”

Aslan doesn't need the latter words, and Nuomiri and the Duke of Medea can also understand.

"The so-called three hundred years is actually a cycle of unknowingly transferring wealth and land. Do you want to control this cycle? Or completely eliminate this process." Duke Medea said with a serious face.

Because the process that Aslan mentioned has actually begun to appear in the province of Melox. Although no nobles have been entrusted, many meritorious ministers have already started to buy land, including the eight disciples of the Duke of Medea. in this way.

"It is impossible to stop this process. The only thing I can do is to curb the speed of wealth transfer and protect the interests of the people as much as possible. This is why the army in Melox Province is basically composed of ordinary people. Only Only when the people’s army is truly in the heart of the people.”

Aslan said helplessly.

Duke Medea stretched his waist, kicked off the high heels on his feet, put them directly on Aslan's lap, and said coquettishly.

"We wonder if these are too far away. After all, in three hundred years, even the great magister's lifespan is only over two hundred years old."

Aslan gently held his foot in his hand.

"After I die, I don't care about the flood. What I have to do is to implant this resistance factor into the hearts of the people and ingrain the culture of Merlot City. Even if that day, the kingdom I established is overthrown, The country has changed its name, no, it will not even change its name, it is still Merlot, the dynasty will be overthrown, but the civilization will not, as long as the Merlot civilization is not destroyed at all, my name Aslan Sara will have It is engraved on the historical monument of Merlot civilization."

Aslan's last words made Nomiri stunned on the spot, and Duke Medea forgot to continue molesting Aslan. They were all shocked by Aslan's huge ambition.

"Aslan, you are so crazy." Duke Medea laughed suddenly, directly overwhelmed Aslan, and Nomiri left the room helplessly.

The two of them have already made an appointment. In the future, one day will belong to Nomiri, and two days will be the Duke of Medea, and they can't force Aslan during this period. They still understand the principle of long-term flow.

In the next month, Mellow City entered into a smooth and stable development, and the production line of Merlin heavy trucks had already started to assemble. This was also the first heavy industry in Merlot City.

Because there are no automatic robots, the Melo magic car factory has created more than a thousand jobs for the city of Melo. The surrounding supporting parts factories and workshops have also increased the employment population by more than 2,000.

The Merlo magic car factory has also become the largest factory in Merlo City. Aslan holds 60% of the shares, Merlo City holds 35%, and Merlin holds the last 5%.

Although the production line has been designed, and the daily output of cars is only 20, it makes the whole City of Merlot cheer.

When Aslan watched the first Merlin heavy truck drive out of the factory gate, he couldn't help laughing.

Seeing the strangely shaped magic car, Artoria actually clamored to go up and test drive it.

"Let me try it? I can't go to the Knights during this time, and I'm almost suffocated in the castle every day." Artoria said coquettishly, shaking Aslan's arm.

Nomiri next to her couldn't help but look away, she had to admit that she was jealous.

Mordred and Concas couldn't help but widen their eyes. When had they ever seen the heroic and unsmiling head of the Melo Knights look like a little woman.

Only women can see the happiness in Arturia's eyes.

Gwennaville also cheered and encouraged Artoria to drive. She wanted to make a fuss about going to the car, but Nomiri immediately picked her up.