I'm just an internet cafe owner

And the result?

One hundred tanks spread out and bombarded these people. What? You charge? I'll use Rhino tanks for ranged attacks. You charge at one tank, and the rest of the tanks will fire at you.

What? You're coming up here? The Thor gunship summons lightning; all beings are equal under its power.

The people of the Dark Ceremony are very strong, and their titles are equally impressive. Things like "Infinite Magic" and "Time Abaaaa"—these things would intimidate most people, but the people of the Magic Castle are truly unafraid of them.

What? A sharp magical weapon? You play with magic? Then I'll cast a Nen Shield. The Nen Shield from the female Nen Master in DNF can protect all friendly units, including mechs.

Artillery bombardment, lightning strikes, and finally, experienced tank crews started speeding, smashing people into the air and then ramming them like balls.

Seeing this, Zetsumei was furious, but she calmed down after thinking about what she had witnessed. This powerful force had surpassed the so-called level.

The ranking system is fine to play around with inside this ball, but flying out of it is really asking for trouble.

Upon hearing the question, Shalltear smiled and replied, "We will only arrest the culprit. Don't worry, although he did something treasonous to me, our city has its own laws. Anyone who attacks a divine messenger will be punished with imprisonment for up to three years, up to ten years, or more than twenty years, depending on their actions and motives."

"Just imprisonment?"

Upon hearing the question, Shalltear thought about what it was like to live inside the bio-power plant and nodded affirmatively: "Yes, we're just imprisoned to generate electricity. It won't have any effect on our physical or mental health."

"Then I'll help you capture them and let them go?"

"no problem."

Zetsu Zetsumei: "There's one more question. Is what's shown in the video real?"

Shalltear replied affirmatively, “It’s true, don’t worry. Although we crave population, we will not wage any war. However, I have a personal suggestion for you: hurry up and develop your collective strength. Five hundred years! I could go from the feudal era to the industrial era in five hundred years. You’ve been the same for five hundred years. You clearly have such a powerful productive force, yet you only use it for fighting. I ask you, how much grain could you grow if you farmed the land for five hundred years?”

"I have no idea."

Jue Shi Jue Ming was stumped by the question; she had never engaged in agricultural labor since she was a child.

Shalltear dismantled the boat beneath her and, pointing with her fingers, said, "Let's say one acre of land can produce four hundred catties of grain. You alone can plant and harvest a thousand acres a year, right? You can kill pests, right? These aren't too difficult things for you, are they?"

"Judging from your appearance, you have a lot of free time, and you're mostly idle. So, based on 1,000 mu of land, with a yield of 400 jin of grain per mu for 500 years, you could grow 100,000 tons of grain now."

"Rounding it up, that's enough food to feed ten thousand people for a lifetime. And that's just based on simple farming without thinking about improving productivity. What if you thought about how to improve it over five hundred years?"

High productivity—studying how to improve work efficiency for five hundred years! You can save millions from hunger, you can completely change the world.

"If you want to challenge masters and cultivate strong individuals, you need to ensure that millions of people are well-fed. There's a saying that goes, 'A fine horse is common, but a discerning eye is rare. Without enough food, strength is lacking, and beauty cannot be outwardly displayed.' With just a few lousy nobles and so-called divine bloodlines, it would be better to feed more people. Maybe then a few genetically mutated individuals will emerge who can break through level 100 and surpass you."

At this moment, Zetsubou felt her head buzzing. She felt that Shalltear was right, and it was fortunate that Suzuki Satoru wasn't there, otherwise he would have definitely noticed that Shalltear was constantly changing the concepts and altering the units of measurement.

However, it wasn't a big problem. Zetsumei had already been persuaded, but she was even more confused. She loved the country she had protected for five hundred years. Although she wasn't human, she still had feelings. Five hundred years would warm even a stone, let alone Zetsumei, who also had feelings.

"What should I...do?"

"Here, take this."

Shalltear handed her the mobile terminal: "Here, you can describe your country's situation, what kind of life you want your country and its people to have, and you can also see what a decent city looks like. That way you'll know what to do. You're strong, so strong that even I have to take a good look at you, but it's a waste to use that power solely for intimidation. Besides... aren't humans a really interesting race?"

"Ok!"

A comical smile appeared on Zesshi Zesshi's face at that moment.

Shalltear glanced at the battlefield. The culprit who had tried to control her had been captured. The others, though wanting to fight, remained behind because they hadn't destroyed any weapons or equipment.

"I'm leaving now. If you want to find me, you can contact me through this link. I'm always welcome!"

A silver light curtain appeared around Shalltear, and in the blink of an eye, she vanished.

Looking at the little gadget in his hand, Zesshi Zesshi asked out of curiosity, "How can I make the theocracy prosperous?"

"For the country, or for the nobles?"

After much contemplation, recalling the people she had encountered in her life who had interests or whom she had some feelings for, she realized that they wanted to protect the country, not any particular person. Therefore, she gave an affirmative answer.

"The country, the place they love and have given everything for."

"revolution."

Upon seeing the two words, Zesshi Zesshi paused for a moment, then fell into deep thought as the mobile terminal began to explain. At the same time, a comparison of two cities appeared on the mobile terminal: the Theocracy and the Magic City.

Ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years.

Assuming no war breaks out between the two cities and no mutual invasion occurs, the Theocracy will eventually collapse due to internal strife, while the Magic City will thrive and even begin space colonization.

Meanwhile, over the course of a thousand years, the common people of the theocracy either left or fled, and eventually the theocracy itself would automatically perish.

If we want to develop, then we must eliminate the nobility, awaken the people's intelligence, make the means of production no longer belong to the nobility but to individuals, and ensure that everyone has enough to eat and wear, access to medicine when sick, and the opportunity to go to school.

"Revolution? What should I do?"

"Desperate Death," she asked, and the terminal provided the answer. Looking at the answer, she fell silent. Because the answer was just one word: kill. Kill all those who opposed her, and win over all those who supported her.

However, after receiving information about the deeds of various nobles on her mobile device, she decided to go on a killing spree.

Many of the nobles' actions were presented on mobile devices, and she didn't recognize the persecuted people, but the names of a few people and her ancestors made her unable to remain calm.

Right now, only one word is on her mind: kill.

Unlike the kingdom's Grim Reaper who comes to collect people, the nobles of this city are truly subject to the Grim Reaper's descent, and he collects their heads in a bloody display.

At this time, Suzuki Satoru was unaware that his subordinates' actions had not only led to the kingdom's surrender but had also thrown the theocracy into chaos. The first step of Zetsu-Zetsumei's operation targeted nobles who lacked military power and acted recklessly.

What? Not afraid of being deceived? She truly wasn't afraid. Because she was certain that Shalltear and her group possessed the power to directly annihilate the Theocracy. Zetsumei believed in the strong, because as a strong person herself, she had always understood one thing: the strong disdain deception.

However, she was also a bit naive; she didn't understand one thing: while Shalltear wouldn't deceive, she could conceal things. Overall, though, it was a win-win situation. Shalltear would help Suzuki Satoru obtain the Theocracy's labor force, and the Theocracy would become even more prosperous in the future.

Chapter 592 New Store Manager Yakumo Ran

Inside the internet cafe, Liu Yuan had been meticulously calculating the revenue these past few days. As the number of internet cafes increased, so did the number of customers, leading to a steady rise in daily income.

In addition to the revenue from customers, some of the profits from those with whom I have business dealings are also being credited to my account.

But today Liu Yuan noticed something was wrong: why had his income suddenly increased so much?

"Where did all this money come from? Who robbed those cities?"

Because Liu Yuan discovered that his accounts suddenly showed an extra million yuan in revenue from customers' daily spending, and this revenue was net profit.

"Which guy's investment of mine yielded a return?"

Liu Yuan is currently researching and searching for Xu

After a while, he found the source. It turned out that Suzuki Satoru's income had increased, but Liu Yuan didn't care about the exact amount. Anyway, the original agreement was for profit sharing, and Liu Yuan's share had never been much.

But this time, Suzuki Satoru must have suddenly acquired a large amount of wealth or a large population. The wealth brought by the demographic dividend was divided up, making Liu Yuan extremely rich.

This sudden wealth emboldened Liu Yuan.

He had previously planned to open a branch, but the location was still under negotiation and hadn't been finalized. The main reason for this negotiation was to save money. As the saying goes, "You don't know the cost of living until you're in charge," and after taking over the internet cafe, Liu Yuan dared not spend a single penny more than necessary, except for the daily benefits for his employees and the customer experience.

After all, opportunities to get rich quick like Fujimaru Kaori are rare, but now that she's become rich, she's getting bolder.

Regarding the new store location selection, what? Communication? No more communication, just invest heavily in building the new store and don't ask for their help anymore. New games are also planned; after all, I know a lot about the cultural background of the new area, how can I keep the locals entertained without a new game?

So Liu Yuan spent a lot of time and effort on this project, and the new store was completed. At the same time, a target was set for the new game.

Without any hesitation, he first purchased "Ghost Valley Eight Desolations" and then recruited new network administrators.

As usual, the recruitment process for the network administrator was largely hands-off, but because Liu Yuan's requirements were slightly unusual this time, the recruitment process took longer. However, when the new store was completed, the new employees were ready and were being delivered to the new store.

"Kisara! Let's go, opening a new store! Training new staff, huh!"

Kisara, who was playing a game, saved his game and shut it down: "Coming, coming! Wait a minute, I'm saving!!!"

Meanwhile, inside the Great Barrier of Gensokyo, even Yukari Yakumo, who usually slept, dared not sleep at this moment.

The reason is simple: she just had a dream in which the Dragon God demanded people from her. In Gensokyo, many people and youkai don't know the Dragon God, but Yukari Yakumo knows just how special the Dragon God is.

Its existence is a matter of life and death for Gensokyo. The Dragon God himself is asking for its person? How can we refuse?

"Blue~~~"

At Yukari Yakumo's call, a golden-haired, nine-tailed fox with golden eyes and a pair of ears on its head, dressed in a Taoist robe with its hands tucked into its sleeves, came to Yukari Yakumo's side.

"Lord Zi, what's wrong?"

Yukari Yakumo smiled and said, "Blue! From today onwards, you are free~"

"?"

In that instant, Yakumo Ran realized she was no longer the other's shikigami; she was free. She paused for a moment, then saw Yakumo Yukari clasp her hands together: "Dragon God, you have chosen what you requested. Please take it with you!"

"Ah."

With a simple "yes," Yakumo Ran vanished instantly. As Yakumo Ran disappeared, Yakumo Yukari breathed a sigh of relief. Although she would lose a helper in her future work, it was insignificant compared to the Dragon God's "request."

The Dragon God wanted someone, so how could she, Yakumo Yukari, dare refuse? As for whether Yakumo Ran was in danger… that wasn't her concern. In Yakumo Yukari's heart, the safety of Gensokyo was paramount. Yakumo Yukari was a very important shikigami to her, but the Dragon God's request was even more important.

not to mention…

"Lan, this is your chance..."

Yukari Yakumo knew how special the Dragon God was, and she couldn't understand why Ran Yakumo would be chosen, but she was certain that Ran Yakumo's future might be brighter.

But the thought of her life without her made Yukari Yakumo feel a little sad. However, having lived for so long and witnessed so much life and death, she was still able to adjust her emotions.

"Never mind, let's go chat with Yuyuko for a while."

At this moment, not only Yakumo Ran, but also a green fox from another world and a white fox from another world are among the candidates. In addition, some worlds even considered bringing back those who are already dead, but gave up after considering the rules of internet cafe recruitment.

On the other side, Yakumo Ran was in a void. Thanks to Yakumo Yukari, she knew of the existence of the Dragon God.

"Lord Dragon God..."

Dragon God: "Don't speak. I'm just asking you, were you doing this voluntarily?"

Yakumo Ran: "I am willing to do anything for Lord Dragon God."

Dragon God: "I will send you to work somewhere, specifically..."

In an instant, Yakumo Ran received information about the place where she would be working. After receiving the information, she immediately nodded in agreement.

Dragon God: "You saw it, she did it voluntarily."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yakumo Ran disappeared. The Dragon God also breathed a sigh of relief. It hadn't expected things to go so smoothly this time. It had previously only wanted pink-haired girls and had even recommended some pink-haired girls, but none of them worked out. Unexpectedly, this time the golden-haired girl was the one.

Meanwhile, at branch number six, before the new store manager arrived, Liu Yuan and Mu Geng had already prepared the equipment and had also prepared alcohol, beverages, and snacks at the main store to welcome the newcomer.

Kisara: "By the way, what requests did you make for this new recruit?"

Liu Yuan recalled: "My suggestion was to include some elements from my hometown, preferably creatures from my hometown's mythology."

Kisara: "Oh! Something like Chinese Paladin?"