Under One Person: The layout of the Qing Dynasty has been exposed

Looking at Ma Xianhong's helpless expression.

Everyone also knew in their hearts that the strength of this snake god's soul seemed to be immeasurable.

…

[These eight pieces of kitchen utensils are the Yongling Knife, the Dragon Turning Pot, the Magic Bronze Sacred Artifact, the Garuda Knife, the Greedy Wolf Pot, the Lingzangku, and two Jade Dragon Pots. 】

[After it was made, the snake god’s soul had just been used up. I can only say that this meteorite seemed to have come specifically to help me create these eight magical kitchen utensils. 】

[At the same time, I discovered a rather terrifying thing, that is, once someone makes the same dish using these eight magic weapons, the mind of the person who eats it will be fascinated and will follow the recipe for a long time. The waiter's order! 】

"What!"

Everyone immediately thought of what the Heavenly Master said just now.

Could it be that this is the secret of dark cuisine controlling people's hearts?

Bi Yuan was mumbling to himself at this moment.

"No wonder, I asked how the Dark Cuisine Club could have such an evil method. When I thought about the magic weapon being refined with the soul of the snake god, I understood a little bit."

Ma Xianhong on the side nodded.

"Indeed, no one knows whether the remnant soul of the snake god still has self-awareness."

"If there are more, it means that the person being controlled is not following the orders of the cook, but the orders of the remnant soul of the snake god!"

Wang Zhenqiu was full of curiosity at this moment.

"I don't know if these eight kitchen utensils are still available. If I can get them together, it will definitely be a very fun thing."

Seeing Wang Zhenqiu say this, the black man next to him stopped talking.

Obviously he knew part of it, but he didn't say it after thinking about it.

At this moment, everyone's cell phones suddenly vibrated.

I took out my phone and took a look.

It was Er Zhuang who sent the message in the WeChat group.

Erzhuang: "I know about these things. Two of them are in the hands of the company Behemoth. I saw them accidentally when I invaded the Behemoth computer system. I don't know about the others."

Seeing that Er Zhuang knew, Zhang Chulan was also a little curious.

Then he opened his mouth and asked:

"Er Zhuang, what kind of company is this Behemoth?"

Erzhuang was in the room at this moment, but the people around her couldn't see her.

After hearing what Zhang Chulan said, Erzhuang immediately typed and sent it in the WeChat group.

Erzhuang: "This Behemoth can be said to be a company in the United States that specializes in manufacturing aliens."

"The company that makes aliens?"

After Zhang Chulan saw this sentence, he couldn't help but glance at Ma Xianhong on the side.

Seeing that he didn't respond, he immediately asked.

"What's going on? How come foreigners can mass-produce aliens?"

"What about the population red line?"

After hearing the term "population red line", the temporary workers felt nervous.

If this Behemoth can mass-produce aliens, then their country seems to be the only country in the world that respects the population red line.

No matter how you listen, you will suffer a loss!

I don’t know what the superiors think, but they choose to stick to this rule.

Without waiting for Er Zhuang to answer.

Ma Xianhong spoke at this moment.

"I think I've heard of this lipstick line before."

"Just something I want to know, is the company really strictly abiding by this rule?"

"If so, just pretend I didn't say it."

"If not, then I would be interested in talking to the senior management of your company."

Hear this.

Everyone fell silent.

At this moment, a trace of confusion flashed in their hearts.

I don’t know if it’s right to come here this time.

Competition in the world is so fierce now. If you abide by the rules here, but other countries do not abide by the rules, you will ultimately suffer the loss.

After all, Behemoth showed no signs of following the rules.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Ma Xianhong already understood most of it.

But he was still a little unwilling.

I cursed in my heart that the company's top executives are all old stubborns!

At this time, Erzhuang had already sent a message.

Erzhuang: "Those are countries with little cultural heritage. They have no idea how serious the consequences will be after the demographic red line is destroyed."

Erzhuang: "Have we not learned enough lessons from history about this kind of thing?"

Erzhuang: "So the attitude above is that the population red line must be maintained, and there is no room for negotiation."

Seeing Er Zhuang's answer, everyone's hearts became firm again.

That being the case.

Then strictly follow the objectives of this mission.

At this time, Feng Baobao had continued reading.

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[In order to prevent these eight magical artifacts from being abused, I gave six of the kitchen utensils to Yakan, and I placed the remaining two jade dragon pots in different areas of the Five Immortals Sect, under the strict care of Lan Ling. 】

[As long as these eight pieces of kitchen utensils are not gathered together, nothing will happen. 】

[When I need it one day, they can always come together to help me through the difficulties. 】

…

Hearing what the owner of the note said, everyone had a doubt in their hearts.

I don’t know what happened next, but the dark cooking club actually got all the kitchen utensils.

There must be something hidden!

Just when everyone wanted to continue to listen to what happened next.

Feng Baobao has stopped chanting.

Zhang Chulan was a little regretful.

"Sister Bao'er, have you finished reading?"

Feng Baobao nodded.

"Yes, finished reading."

With that said, he handed the notes back to Ma Xianhong.

When Ma Xianhong saw this, he was not prepared to stay here anymore.

"In this case, I won't disturb everyone."

After taking the notes, Ma Xianhong took the brocade box and left with Bi Yuan.

Zhang Chulan also said goodbye to Master Tian and said that he would call him as soon as possible if he had any notes in the future.

After confirming that Ma Xianhong has gone far.

Everyone looked at each other.

Obviously everyone understands what others are thinking.

At this time, the black tube opened his mouth and said:

"Speaking of which, my person in charge, Ren Fei, and I also discussed this population red line, and we finally came to the conclusion that even if all the aliens were to perish one day, it would have no impact on the world at all!"

Hearing what the clarinet said, everyone immediately looked at the clarinet.

"How to say?"

The black tube looked at everyone's questioning eyes and then asked his first question.

"You said that if there were no aliens in this world, you would even say that the number of aliens would be limited to a few hundred."

"If we can connect everywhere, is there any need for us to exist?"

"Does the country still need to allocate funds to us to maintain this organization that is like a burden?"

"You know, every penny we spend right now is taxpayer money."

"They are all earned through hard work by ordinary people."

"But just because of the existence of Yiren, so many resources were wasted. If there were no Yiren, wouldn't it be better to keep the money to support the poor?"

"I think the money spent on one out-of-control stranger can lift an entire poor village out of poverty!"

After hearing what the clarinet said, everyone nodded.

Zhang Chulan was a little emotional.

"That's true. If I could choose, I would rather choose a world without strangers, and then live my life freely and peacefully."

"But now that I've been involved in a circle of aliens, it's almost impossible to realize this wish."

"The source of energy that my grandfather may have left behind will be remembered by others throughout his life."

Seeing Zhang Chulan's emotion, Lao Meng couldn't help but talk about it at this time.

"Yes, on the other hand, if there are more aliens, ordinary people will definitely notice it."

"Faced with unknown things, everyone will have strong curiosity and even fear."

"For example, if the alien has means but cannot expose them, it is not so much about protecting ordinary people as it is about protecting the alien himself."

"After all, no matter how powerful the alien is, his true energy will one day be used up."

"Isn't it true that someone who was as powerful as Overlord Xiang Yu was killed by ordinary people using human sea tactics?"

"The corpses were divided into a large pile. The soldier who snatched one of the thighs also established a thousand-year-old family, the Yang family. Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, Yang Jian, is his descendant."

Listen to Lao Meng finish.

The clarinet on the side took over the words.

"This theory mentioned by Lao Meng happened to be discussed by Ren Fei and I at that time."

"She said that everything that is easy must be reversed. This is like why the world was peaceful in the early days of the ancient dynasty. It was because the number of princes and grandsons was very small, and people only needed to pay a small amount of taxes to support the court."

"But as time goes by, there are more and more princes, princes, grandsons, relatives and nobles, and the burden on the people below is getting heavier and heavier."

"Until the end, the people below started to feel overwhelmed."

"Generally, this time is equivalent to the end of the dynasty. It needs to rise up and do a big reshuffle before it can continue to start a new reincarnation."

"These princes and grandsons can be compared to strangers. If there are too many strangers, there will always be no benefit."

The clarinet finished speaking.

Wang Zhenqiu chuckled.

"If you say this, it will be very clear. I know the peeing behavior of some people very well."

"If this congenital alien was not randomly generated and controlled by powerful people, transforming them into aliens for their descendants, then the people below would have no way to survive."

The clarinet nodded.

"You're right, so this is an iron rule."

"We must definitely control the number of aliens, no matter how much it costs!"

…

now.

In Ma Xianhong's room.

He had already told Qu Tong what he had just noted, and Qu Tong was very interested in the eight magical weapons.

Qu Tong looked at Ma Xianhong's expression with great satisfaction.

"Xianhong, you have made a meritorious service this time."

"If possible, I hope you can come back and don't need the self-cultivation furnace."

"You can come back and make a new one."

"I've already told you about the company's attitude toward you. If you choose to fight head-on, you won't get any good results."

Ma Xianhong's eyes showed a hint of unwillingness at this moment.

"Is there no room for maneuver?"

"I don't believe that people from such a great invention company like mine would choose to turn a blind eye!"

Looking at the stubborn Ma Xianhong, Qu Tong also had a headache.

Finally, he could only say helplessly:

"Then be careful of these temporary workers. If there is anything wrong, run away immediately, and leave those root machines alone!"

"When necessary, use the means I give you!"

After hearing Qu Tong's words, Ma Xianhong slowly took out a fiery red talisman from his arms.

If Hu Xiaojie and two people saw it, they would know that this was a charm used to seal Hanbao!