Utopia

"I've finally waited until this moment. I hope you won't let me down."

"Hmm? Your Majesty..."

Swish!

In the dead of night, Luqman killed the fat man lying beside him with a sword. He couldn't bear it any longer. He couldn't stand it anymore. He had to be with such a "female spy" who didn't match his aesthetics at all and kept staring at him to make babies. Looking at the ring-handled single-edged sword that he had bought with gold coins, Luqman was afraid because the sword was not stained with blood and reflected the cold silver light.

"Great, omnipotent and omniscient true God, are you satisfied with the fresh life I have given you?"

"Yes. As his descendant, you really have an unyielding spirit. Not bad, not bad."

Although his face was covered in blood, since he found a handwritten scroll said to be left by his grandfather, he found that his grandfather's long-term piety had been blessed by the gods. Therefore, his grandfather had the power given by God to complete the great cause of unifying the Kahn Empire and command the princes of all parties to kneel at his feet.

Therefore, when he looked at the dark red ball that suddenly appeared on the fat corpse and continued to absorb blood and whispered, he felt that he had received the power and blessing of the true God.

"God, I want to rebuild the order of the Kahn Empire like my grandfather did, and let all these disloyal ministers and villains kneel before me and die."

"Then you have to deal with every opponent with the sharp blade in your hand like today."

"But I don't know swordsmanship."

"It's okay, as long as you are strong enough, do you still need swordsmanship? Remember that you can now enhance your physical fitness by absorbing the power of others. When you kill enough 100 people, you continue to summon me, and I will tell you how to dominate the world like your grandfather."

"Thank you, God."

As a devout theist, Lugman, like his father and grandfather, worships the supreme gods. However, just like what Abu Sogen, the mayor of Ruyi Town in the Kingdom of Nigan, heard when he was taught a lesson by the Black Dragon God, he blindly worshipped the gods even though he had never seen the appearance of the gods. Over time, such piety will only lead to one consequence, that is, the birth of a cult.

Just like the Eri United Kingdom with a bad internal environment, there are countless untouchables and the lower class people who are intoxicated by ignorant religious worship in order to seek so-called spiritual salvation. As a result, the Eri United Kingdom is just like the Eastern human kingdom, with cult associations emerging one after another.

The cultists not only create trouble everywhere, but also almost summon the body of the demons to wreak havoc several times.

So it is the same with Lugman. He worships blindly without knowing what the gods he worships are like.

In the Negan Kingdom, as long as the people have a certain experience, they can be 100% sure that this is a cult behavior, and what they summon must be the words of the demons and even unimaginable horrible results.

If they cannot be easily satisfied in the real world, it means that intelligent creatures often seek spiritual comfort. And this is why there is religion, and it is also the fundamental reason why cults are difficult to wipe out.

Of course, Lugman doesn't know this. He only knows that he wants to become stronger and chop all the bastards who don't obey him into meat sauce. Just like Duke Morat, who he had endured for a long time and dared not to attack. Today he chopped off Duke Morat's granddaughter, tomorrow he would have to dismember Morat's children, and the day after tomorrow Morat could only kneel down obediently and let him chop into meat paste!

Then he gently swung the ring-handled single-edged sword in his hand, and a dark red sword energy suddenly emerged. And he was extremely excited. The ritual of summoning the true god passed down by his grandfather was really effective. From now on, he also received the blessing of the true god!

Compared to how Lugman could kill one annoying ghost after another, Tulo, who finally saw the sun the next day, continued to run to the knife factory to see what kind of inventory could be sold.

After all, in the Kingdom of Negan, copper is more expensive than iron, and copper itself is one of the important strategic resources of the kingdom. Since the natives have enjoyed the benefits of steel knives, it means that their business will definitely not be easily interrupted.

In any case, as the Kingdom of Negan completely settles down in the New World, steel production will definitely increase.

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"Boss, if we remove the ring of the ring-handled knife, can we further save costs?"

"Of course. But in this case, the risk of it slipping out of your hands will increase."

"Then make a hook at the end of the handle."

In order to save costs, Tulo can't let go of any details. Save as much as you can, that's the way for merchants to make money.

If it doesn't work, he can talk to the natives about the role of the hand rope.

And I don't know why, the western human kingdoms of the old world and the natives today have a common feature. That is, they have an inexplicable worship of cross-shaped things, especially the western human kingdoms of the old world. Even if the quality of their popular cross swords is not as good as the knives used in the eastern human kingdoms...

They have to use them, and they won't change until their heads are chopped off.

Forget it. Instead of looking down on them, Manco was now concerned about how much money the natives had left to trade.

As a result, when Manco boarded the boat with a bunch of good quality curved-handled straight knives, he saw some strange wooden boats drifting over not long after he walked.

For such a scene, Manco was amused. He didn't need to personally deal with river pirates. The four of them, Melan, were enough to destroy all the four approaching wooden boats.

Especially when he watched the four of them take out their staffs and constantly summon meteorites from the sky to bombard them. He felt it was a bit wasteful. If the river pirates had bronze swords in their hands, wouldn't they all fall into the water after such a bombardment?

Anyway, after the bombardment, compared to the natives floating on the water holding the broken wood, Tulona opened his senses and tried to find the bronze sword that fell into the water.

However, to his surprise, compared to his search, Melan had already handed him a bronze sword.

"Don't look for it. We are not that wasteful. As long as there is something valuable, we will transfer it to the ship as soon as possible."

"So... Meilan, do you think there are any natives who will take our knives and come out to become river pirates?"

"Is there any difference between yes and no?"

Obviously, no.

After all, since they dare to come out and act, it is absolutely impossible that they don't have some real skills...