A Million Ways To Live In A Dungeon

last night.

"The World Unification Project?"

After the Xiao urinal was sent away, Situ Zhou individually summoned Zheng Qian, Jinge and Zhao Aotian.

"Ahem~ This plan has been planned by the king for a long time. Until recently...hehe, until recently did he finally fulfill all the prerequisites and have the possibility of execution."

Although this is usually the case, Situ Zhou's cough is getting worse every day, and people are also wilting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His body is getting worse and worse.

Obviously, his complexion was good before he went to Longming, but he got worse and worse after returning.

On weekdays, with the perseverance and physique of a soldier before ascending to the throne, he can hold back from showing it.

But in private, like a sick old man, sitting very hard.

Situ Zhou was almost dying.

It was not that he was sick, but that he was dead.

Human beings are a weak race, even if they become fighters, they have to overdraw their vitality.

Situ Zhou was an excellent paladin when he was young, which also meant that when he was old, he would be like most warriors who lived to his age, because his life was overdrawn when he was young and gradually withered and died.

His internal organs have begun to fail, his hematopoietic and blood purification function has declined, and the injuries he suffered when he was young have been cured, but many of the root causes have been left behind.

Zheng Qian secretly checked his body with perception.

His vitality has bottomed out, I am afraid he will die soon.

This cannot be cured. Even though the Blood Essence of the Candle Dragon can replenish vitality, at this age, I am afraid that he cannot withstand the transformation of the Blood Essence of the Candle Dragon. Drinking it will speed up his death.

Of course, with Zheng Qian's knowledge of Situ Zhou, even if Zheng Qian wanted to save him, he would refuse, right?

Circulation of the laws of nature, birth, old age, sickness and death, this is the law that all things cannot escape.

Even Zheng Qian himself has a lifespan that is only close to infinity, not really infinite, and one day he will die of old age.

Situ Zhou is a very traditional person in his bones. He has never mentioned his physical condition. He is probably ready for that day, right?

On Longta, Situ Zhou explained: "This king had this idea when he first became king.

Now every country in the world is fighting separately, and soldiers are constantly fighting for the development of their own country.

Competing with each other can certainly improve their respective strengths, but it has also resulted in unnecessary waste of resources and conflicts in various countries that could have been avoided. "

Zheng Qian spread his hands: "Do you have the ambition to rule the world?"

Situ Zhou pulled his dead white mouth and smiled hard: "Ambition and ideals are sometimes just a thin line between them.

This, in fact, was originally just an ideal of this king, there is no need to realize it, just want to work steadily and slowly towards this ideal.

But now, I feel that this ideal must be realized. "

On the side, the silent Zhao Aotian thought for a while, then raised his head and said, "Does your majesty mean it is because of the devil?"

Situ Zhou nodded.

He cast his eyes on Zhao Aotian and Zheng Qian, with guilt in his eyes.

He faintly said: "The Devil God is very powerful, and humans cannot continue to do this.

Even if people go all out, they can't deal with the devil, hatred and disputes will only further cause unnecessary loss to the handful of human powers.

The burden of fighting against the devil cannot be borne by the two of you alone.

Therefore, human beings can no longer continue to fight in their nests and wait to die. The whole world must unite to form a coalition government. From then on, there will be no distinction between nations and nations.

Only if the upper and lower sides work together and work together, there is a chance of winning.

Now, there is such an opportunity. "

"Your Majesty's old man is talking about the scientific discussion conference?" Zheng Qian asked.

Situ Zhou nodded: "Xiao Urinal, he seems to have no thoughts, but his intelligence is the best in the mainland. You say he has no ideas, do you believe it?

This king has had several encounters with him. He is very ambitious in his stomach.

Of course, the starting point of his ambition is not bad. At best, it can only be regarded as a deteriorating ideal, right?

The king hopes that this scientific discussion conference will lay a good foundation for the grand unification plan. "

"Good... foundation?" Let alone Zheng Qian, even Jinge couldn't understand these words.

But instead, all three of them understood what this meant.

Situ Zhou lay down with difficulty: "Zheng Qian, Zhao Aotian, you two will attend the scientific discussion meeting tomorrow with this king.

Without the permission of the king, speeches are not allowed at the conference, and conflicts between the Ivory Tower and the Kota Country will definitely break out.

This king finds a way to divert the contradictions and make major issues smaller, and you two are responsible for handling these contradictions separately after the meeting.

Jinge, you will set off tomorrow to get that person back.

After the king's death, you will be the regent. When you think he can inherit the throne, you will hand over the throne to him. "

Situ Zhou said, closing his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

The three also withdrew from the bedroom one by one.

Zhao Aotian and Jinge left without saying much.

Only Zheng Qian looked back when he left the house.

Situ Zhou only woke up after falling asleep for ten seconds.

He was writhing painfully on Longta, but he was holding back the pain without making any sound, for fear that it would arouse the worry of Jin Ge and Zhao Aotian.

During World War I in the palace, apart from discovering that Zhao Aotian's life was exhausted, Zheng Qian also discovered Situ Zhou's strangeness, but he never said it.

He is different from Zhao Aotian. As an emperor, he likes to hide pressure and misfortune in his stomach.

I'm afraid, Zhao Aotian and Jinge know his state better than me, don't they?

But the two of them did not respond, not because they were indifferent, but because of respect for Situ Zhou.

Zheng Qian closed his eyes, prayed for Situ Zhou deep in his heart, and pretended not to know, got up and flew away.

…now…

Representatives of various countries gradually withdrew.

This conference finally ended in the failure of Kota.

Following Situ Zhou's remarks, they changed their minds one after another, and all came to the conclusion that they should wait and see first.

And Situ Zhou also set an example to the world.

Eastern Sichuan has sponsored 500 million gold coins to Kota Country and Ivory Tower respectively.

The time limit is one year.

Today, one year later, the Scientific Discussion Conference reopened, and the two sides presented their results to the world.

When the time comes, let's talk about sponsorship.

Use the results to speak, instead of simply debating and denying each other.

Governments all over the world agree with this decision very much, saying that after they go back, they will also use this year to increase fund-raising.

After waiting for a year, if they can really produce results, then they will naturally increase their investment.

Outside the Palace of Parliament.

Leaders of various countries left the field one after another. Only after Xiao urinal went out, he stood motionless as if he had lost his soul.

"Professor, what's the matter?" the secretary next to him asked concerned.

"It's nothing, you go back first, and I greet everyone to pack up and prepare to return home."

"What about you?"

"I want to be alone and come back later."

The secretary wanted to say something, but seeing Xiao Urinal's expression depressed and unsettled, he knew that he couldn't persuade him.

The professor is like that.

It seems that he is very friendly with everyone, but in fact he is very withdrawn inside, and no one can become his close friend.

At this time, it's better not to disturb him.

Thinking about this, the secretary bowed, turned and left.

After a long time, Xiao Urinal raised his head.

The crowd around has long since dispersed.

He was the only one left in front of the huge parliament palace.

When he came to the fountain, Xiao urinal sat down slowly, raised his head, and looked at the towering palace on the stalwart east of Sichuan.

For a time, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

It has become the same as before.

When the leaders of the nations passed by, no one greeted Xiao Urinal.

Just like before.

Xiao Urinal's eyes were filled with endless loss.

The fountain was rushing, and on the sunny square, only Xiao's heart was as cold as an ice cave.

"Hey."

At this moment, a voice broke into his ear.

Look sideways.

A cold touch touched his face.

This violent temperature contrast made Xiao's toilet bounce.

Looking closely, the person who came is not someone else, but Zheng Qian.

Zheng Qian smiled, holding two bottles of cans of iced soda in his hand and handing over one.

"Oh, this kind of drink is so cool to drink in summer. If it weren't invented by your country of Kota, how can we have such a good taste?

Come, I invite you. "

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