Ark, they don't revolve around you

The dusty underground.

In the dim light, a candle lit up, illuminating Fyodor.

The Emperor of Ursus looked at the visitor, snorted coldly, and said nothing, as if he was still the monarch sitting on the throne.

"Nice to meet you, Your Majesty." Zhuang Ning smiled. "Are you feeling well?"

"Rebel."

"The thief has gone too far." Zhuang Ning whispered, "This is the will of the people."

"You are a shameful conspirator who can only incite the people and take advantage of the situation." Fyodor sneered, "Now, what do you want to do?"

"Just wanted to see you, Your Majesty." Zhuang Ning sighed quietly.

"Don't show false mercy, kill if you want to."

"You are really tough. Perhaps you were also tough when you faced the late emperor during the palace coup."

Zhuang Ning seemed to be thinking of something happy and laughed, "Your Majesty, do you really not regret it?"

"Where is the regret? You have usurped the kingdom, and there will definitely be loyal and righteous people who will stand up and hang you on the city wall!"

"That's right." Zhuang Ning nodded, "Since you think so, I feel relieved."

He waved his hand and said, "Take good care of our Fodor."

After saying that, he walked out of the underground.

“What are you going to do with him?” Tallulah asked.

"Kill him after the trial, or kill him now without waiting for the trial." Zhuang Ning shrugged. "Whatever, either one will do."

"you do not mind?"

"What cat would be afraid of mice?" Zhuang Ning asked back, leaving Tallulah speechless.

His eyes flickered, and he was a little excited: "This is the second time I've seen him like this, Tallulah."

"To be honest, it's so sad. In just one day, he fell from being the best to this point." Zhuang Ning sighed, "Look at him, he has nothing left. Even if he is alive, what kind of storm can he stir up?"

Tallulah was a little hesitant: "Objectively speaking, Fyodor is a fairly fair emperor with considerable prestige."

"That's not the point, Tallulah," Jonning said softly. "I told you, it has nothing to do with his character."

He turned his head and looked at the fighter: "I mean, he has nothing because he is weak."

"This is the nature of Terra, isn't it?" Zhuang Ning suddenly lost interest. "It's up to you to decide how to deal with him. Don't tell me. I don't care."

He smiled slightly, "Would you be interested in a day trip to Ursus?"

This idea was too radical. Tallulah was stunned for a few seconds. Seeing that Zhuang Ning did not explain, she nodded slightly.

"Don't be nervous, just take a look." Zhuang Ning smiled.

He snapped his fingers.

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Ursus, tundra.

There were natural disaster clouds sweeping in and condensing, and with a rumbling sound, thunder struck down like needles.

Thunder and lightning.

The herdsmen looked at this sudden natural disaster in a daze, and then they found that their sheep had also gone crazy.

The disaster was sweeping towards his village.

The herders wanted to run back, but they knew it was too late. Besides, what could they do if they went back? Could humans prevent natural disasters?

All the property and family will be gone.

This is the Scourge, the divine punishment on Terra.

At this time, the herdsman saw a hand stretched out, and the hand just made a casual gesture, as if brushing away dust, which was particularly frivolous.

However, following this movement, the disaster cloud changed violently.

It was as if an invisible sword light pierced through the clouds, and thousands of rays of light burst out from within the drifting clouds.

In just a blink of an eye, the thunder and natural disasters disappeared. The herdsman turned his head blankly and looked at Zhuang Ning.

The latter smiled at him and said, "The natural disaster is over, won't you go back to see your family?"

"it is good!"

The herders were momentarily awed and curious about such power.

However, when he turned his head again, he could no longer see Zhuang Ning.

"This is the tenth natural disaster." Sitting on the grass, Zhuang Ning wiped the sweat off his head and said helplessly: "It's still too weak."

Being able to tear apart natural disasters is not considered weak.

Tallulah wanted to complain in her heart, but she stopped herself.

After a moment's hesitation, she asked, "Why do you want to do this?"

"Practice." Zhuang Ning shook his head.

"Practice expelling the scourge cloud?"

"I guess so? It improves my ability." Zhuang Ning lowered his head, "But it's still too weak. After just ten times, I have to rest."

"Why do we need to practice this?" Tallulah wondered.

"Just treat it as if I have nothing to do."

Zhuang Ning jumped up again.

No.

You just want to help those people, right? Tallulah gave the answer in her mind.

Inexplicably, she felt a little desolate. Those who were not allowed to enter the mobile city could only hope that natural disasters would not occur.

If a natural disaster strikes, the village must be abandoned, and that requires the presence of a natural disaster messenger.

If there was no notification from the disaster messenger, we would have encountered a natural disaster directly like what happened today, and there would have been no body left.

This is Terra.

The only ones who can survive are in the mobile city, and inside and outside the iron wall is the boundary between life and death.

She was sentimental, but Zhuang Ning didn't think much about it. He remembered something and looked into the distance.

There he saw a village.

"interesting."

"what?"

"Let's go and take a look." He said softly, "According to my memory, those people should be living here, right?"

Tallulah didn't ask Zhuang Ning who they were. She was mostly taciturn today, just like when she was imprisoned in Rhodes Island.

This feeling is very subtle.

The doctor next to him no longer had the decadence of despair, but was very calm and gentle, reminiscent of himself long ago.

While Tallulah was daydreaming, Zhuang Ning had already walked into the village.

There are not many people in the village, but the most eye-catching thing is a crooked little house.

The moment Tallulah followed Zhuang Ning into the village, she could almost understand why Zhuang Ning was surprised.

The old man on the kang was actually reading a book.

He was old and ragged, but still sitting upright. On the tattered wall were many guns, medals, and prey.

At this moment, seeing Zhuang Ning's rude behavior, the old man became displeased and frowned.

Tallulah blurted out:

"Are you the Peasant Duke?"

The old man was stunned when he heard these words, and his brows furrowed even deeper.

The so-called Peasant Duke was something Tallulah heard when she was still the Duke's adopted daughter.

This involved the bloodiest rebellion in Ursus, when many nobles conspired to rebel, but were discovered and suppressed by the emperor.

It was during this period that Bodracasti, a pillar of the Reunification Movement, witnessed the death of his own son.

However, along with the great rebellion, there was another force that was eager to emulate Gaul and did not accept the tyrannical emperor.

Most of these nobles personally participated in the war that destroyed Gaul and were influenced by the new ideas of Gaul. Unlike other nobles who despised peasants as slaves, they believed that peasants were the ones who best embodied the Ursus spirit.

In addition, they opposed tyranny, so they were later suppressed by Fyodor.

In general, this is a very special group of people. Among the nobles who spoke Gaul more fluently than Ursus at that time, they should be the most patriotic.

But the end was also quite miserable, either being executed or exiled to the tundra.

This Peasant Duke was the one with the highest title among them. The Peasant Duke meant that he quickly became one with the peasants.

However, this was all a long time ago. Today, if someone does not speak Gaulish, no one would see the aristocratic temperament in him.

"who are you?"

"Traveler."

"Are there any travelers like you?" the Peasant Duke sneered.

"I think so." Zhuang Ning nodded and whispered, "The emperor is dead."

These words made the former nobleman stunned for a moment, his lips trembling: "Really?"

"real."

Zhuang Ning felt that it was enough and turned away with Tallulah.

I seemed to hear some crying sounds from behind, but it seemed like an illusion.

"He has been exiled for more than 20 years, right?" Tallulah sighed.