Chapter 842 Promulgating the Spice Law

One queen, one banner!

At this moment, Aisha was angered by Hassan's actions. She was not ready to wear the crown at all, and everything today surprised her.

Immediately she threw out her hands, pushed it into the manor like a forklift, said nothing, and then walked into the porch with her sleeves, ready to teach the arrogant servant a lesson.

The people watching from a distance were still immersed in the surge of emotion, and they were particularly excited by Aisha's chic posture, and felt that everything about her was shocking.

"Is it really the new queen?"

"It's strange that she doesn't pay attention even though the people of the whole Dune pay homage to her. Why? Ah! I see—her ambition is the whole Spice Bay!"

"With such a chic demeanor, she is indeed our queen!"

"Whether you can defeat that Noriko Honma depends entirely on her."

"It's time to resist!"

"It would be more convincing if a dragon came, but unfortunately there is only one dragon left in the world."

"Go back and prepare for battle! The queen has been crowned, and Noriko Honma will definitely come to attack us!" They chatted hurriedly, coping with the rapidly changing situation.

Inside the manor.

"How dare you!" Aisha slammed Hassan against the wall.

"You don't want to replace Noriko Honma?" Hassan said sharply.

"How to do it! She's got weapons, she's got an army! She's got that white salamander!" Aisha roared, like a furious lioness.

"Honma Noriko's starting point is lower than yours! Has she ever been afraid?" Hassan raised his voice.

Hearing this, Ayesha's body shivered, and her toes wrapped in sandals curled up tightly.

She hurriedly turned her head to look at other places in the courtyard. The servants didn't know what happened, but looked at the new crown on Aisha's head in reverence.

"Honma Noriko—" Hassan emphasized, "she has almost nothing, but why can she stand at the height she is today? Standing at the top of the Kalifa Tower? Looking down on you, overlooking you, and There are those spice aristocrats, desert princes, you are born ten thousand times nobler than Noriko Honma, you have much more money, servants and manors than her...but she climbed out of the poorest shack in the northern archipelago, infinitely rich , climbed to today's position - what did she rely on?"

"I...I don't know." Aisha breathed heavily.

"It's 'ambition'! The terrible ambition that eagerly believes that you can accomplish things, even giving way to reality! A person without ambition will never be able to defeat her! He is not worthy to be Noriko Honma's opponent!" Hassan emphasized.

Ayesha survived the initial panic, took a deep breath, and leaned her back against the courtyard wall.

The weight of the crown made her sober.

"You're wrong." Aisha rubbed her fingers, "Ambition may be part of it, but luck is more part of it. She was born well. If she hadn't been born in that era, there would be opportunities everywhere and everyone would be happy." In an era when abilities are competing for the top, she will also fail."

"Actually, I don't know anything. I just help you get over the excitement after the coronation." Hassan said.

"Idiot - give me a throne room worthy of my title, let them all start working, work hard, there are too many things to deal with." Ayesha was a little out of control, but insisted on finishing the sentence.

Hassan was diligent and diligent. He cleared a large room in the manor, furnished the throne room with a grand throne, a new expensive floor, enough screens, a lighted brazier, a piano, supporting columns, and a piano for the musicians, and ensured that the room was full of music. Impressive enough to deserve Aisha's new title.

Ayesha came to her throne, and only then did she feel a noble tradition haunt her.

She was a little anxious, because she knew that Noriko Honma's counterattack was like thunder, and she, who had just been forced to become a queen, had to act as soon as possible.

But—she had no good ideas, her thoughts vanished like unplugged bathtub water, requiring Hassan to refill.

"What to do next?" Aisha asked Hassan hastily.

"Make a promise and prove to everyone that if the Spice Coast is ruled by you, it will be better than Noriko Honma, 10,000 times better." Hassan said firmly.

"What promise? What else can I promise to others? The company? The property? The spice estate?" Aisha thought quickly.

"It's spices! The spice trade has fed dozens of large companies in the Near East and nourished the billionaires in Safalai City. They have now fled with money and left the mess to Noriko Homma... The current situation is that It’s so bad, people in the Near East are desperately digging for spices, but only a few people are fattened, and most people are still living in the poor life of the previous era... The whole social system is broken.” Hassan suggested.

"I..." Aisha thought distressedly.

"As long as a little, as long as the huge income of this spice business is distributed to ordinary people, even if it is only 20%, the residents of the entire Near East can eat and live well, because the population of the Near East is not large, and the entire Spice Coast is There are only 20 million people, but it is close to the multi-trillion spice industry. This is a land that can be extremely rich by selling resources... Now 0.2% of the people control 90% of the funds. What is this? If you want To get the support of most people, you have to promise them——If you control the Spice Coast, every box of spices we sell will have a share of the money earned by the people. Make sure that all the money of the gentry is confiscated, and the money of the people Pay it back." Hassan struck while the iron was hot.

"Could it be possible for us to overturn the Minaret of Khalifa by getting them all on my side?" Aisha sighed.

"This is the only way. Can you compare to Noriko Honma if you fight for wealth? Intercontinental big capital, as well as the real invisible local businessmen, will they be willing to see you use your sword here? Think carefully about the things we are currently cooperating with. Objects, you can see who is here today, outcast desert residents, marginalized members of the chamber of commerce, wandering herdsmen... If you want to gain greater support, you must enact—"Spice Law '!" Hassan said firmly.

Damn, damn. Aisha rested her elbow on the armrest at the side of the throne, resting her chin on her palm.

It never occurred to her that she would actually be able to resist Noriko Honma's line, because it was so unbelievable, and now it turned out to be a close-knit situation, where she had to make promises to people, get their support, and then take a big road...

Enter the city of Safalai!

Calling on the mighty people to follow behind him, bravely marching towards the city. Aisha pondered.

"Ordinary people are not enough, we also need the support of powerful combat forces." Aisha said.

"We are rushing to repair the port of Yasha. As long as there is a place to berth the ship, a steady stream of munitions and fighters will be transported ashore. In fact, the ship has already reached the public sea." Hassan said quickly.

"Who sent the troops?"

"Nistor Corporation." Hassan nodded, "There are also a large number of D2 synthetics, countless special forces soldiers, weapons, and teamwork, just to help you defeat Noriko Honma."

"It turns out that I was just selected as an agent by Nistor Company." Aisha sighed.

Hassan walked forward, leaning on Aisha's smooth and delicate feet, with a serious and sincere tone: "Is there no element of love in this?"

Ayesha's cheeks flushed, and she thought of Hassan's versatility and strength. To be honest, she is also willing to be a comfortable queen, and it is true that she should occupy the room at the top of the Kalifa Minaret, not that Noriko Honma.

"Then, let's formulate a new spice law." Aisha started.

They worked quickly to keep statements short and to the point, and Aisha's Spice Law would ensure that all spice proceeds would go to the shore dwellers rather than just to a few families or corporations.

The Near East Tianci Company is still on the sidelines, and Xisheng’s industries are all near the Spice Coast. Once they are all captured, it will earn tens of millions of barrels of spices every year. Compared with the extremely profitable spices, even the oil mining industry here are all marginalized.

Spice Law!

Ayesha's and Hassan's minds work closely together, absorbed, their thoughts superimposed on each other's until they create a masterful blueprint destined to change the fate and face of the Spice Coast.

In the new legal order, the spice profits... will never be monopolized. From this huge pool of funds, even a little flow down can change people's living environment.

A little education fund ensures that education from the age of 8 to 20 is free and guarantees people's ability to understand the world.

A little health care service, comprehensive coverage, to ensure that people no longer frown and worry about minor illnesses and serious illnesses.

A bit of an infrastructure plan to bring electricity, fresh water and transportation services to the outskirts of the Spice Coast and more roads to connect the desert to the coast.

There is also land given away for free, and the desert is full of wasteland due to years of war. In the Spice Law, everyone can be given a piece of land after birth. Even if there is no production value, it means that they have their own place in this world. King of the land.

Ayesha's heart was almost beating wildly when she made the arrangement to the end.

She verified the figures provided by Hassan, and was horrified to find that at least 3 trillion funds were collected by Noriko Honma every year and transferred to unknown places. What did she want so much money for?

With so much money, it is true that a little bit of spreading on the heads of ordinary people can greatly change their fate.

0.2% of the population holds 90% of the funds. Aisha was deprived of the spice industry, and all funds were divided up by Noriko Honma and the forces behind her. Honma Noriko is so rich that even a well-fed person like Aisha feels angry and jealous.

Day by day, they have snatched too much from our glorious land, and they are unwilling to give a penny to ordinary people. Aisha thought bitterly.

"We are shaping a new look of the Spice Coast, I can't even imagine..." Aisha knew well that once such an impactful "Spice Law" was introduced to the public, almost everyone would be shocked overnight. In order to support the new queen, she wants to support her in marching into Safalai City and drive Kiko Honma away.

"Believe in yourself, we are doing the right thing. We must help Noriko Honma look good." Hassan sat on the carpet with dignity.

Aisha threaded needles, shaped each other's ideas into a coherent and comprehensive whole, tirelessly, and was moved by the grand blueprint prepared by herself and Hassan. It is on this stepping stone that the Spice Coast will change forever.

"I don't know what will happen, and I don't know if we can really overthrow Noriko Honma, but... I am very excited just after writing the Spice Law." Aisha held her breath.

"You will, Miss Aisha, you will become the most free queen in the world, rule a prosperous city, and you will have a large number of robots and AI under your command, ordinary people live and work in peace and contentment, and you don't even have to worry about the management in the middle , everything is handled by artificial intelligence." Hassan said.

"Isn't this like the realm of the philosopher king? It's just that I am in charge of the king, and AI is in charge of the philosopher." Aisha laughed.

"Then, it's time to make the law of spices known to the public. We only need to gather our troops before launching a general attack on Safalai City." Hassan held up the draft in his hand.

Safalai City is the largest city on the Spice Coast. Once Safalai City is captured, it means that Noriko Honma's forces will be expelled, and the interests of the spice mines will belong to the new Queen Aisha.

Then, everything on the Spice Coast will change dramatically!

The benefits of spices will be extracted and used to improve everyone's fortune.

At this moment, Aisha suddenly understood what Hassan meant by ambition, because she also ignited a terrible flame of ambition at this moment, which was stronger than Noriko Honma.

"We will go through it all." Aisha looked at Hassan, "And you will be by my side, every step of the way."

"Yes." Hassan said respectfully.

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...

Noriko Honma was standing in the tea room at the top of the minaret of Kalifa, the flower arrangements on the table had not been touched for many days.

"Ma'am, the backup is ready." Comedian walked into the room with a big smile on his face.

She is a bright young girl, with highlighted green hair dancing at the ends of her hair, like a green leaf hanging on her head, her eyes are fluttering, and the corners of her mouth are always upturned, as if the interesting things in the world can never be finished.

"Yeah." Honma Noriko said lightly.

Whoo hoo. The comedian laughed in his heart.

tensed up.

Honma Noriko's consciousness has been uploaded through the ascension operation, but she is very cautious and dare not hand over her consciousness to Qiyin for safekeeping, because once it reaches that point, Qiyin can copy countless Honma Noriko, and she It really becomes a puppet.

Even so, Noriko Honma did not want her eternal consciousness to perish. The current man-made new body is not safe, so she ordered the comedian to make a backup in these two days.

A copied Noriko Honma can travel in the online world, double its growth, and reproduce much faster than human reproduction.

Everything is in the separate chip in the comedian's pocket, and if something goes wrong, the comedian will send Noriko Honma away to a safer place.

Then, Noriko Honma has completed the biggest retreat, and the next step is to fight the rebels.