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So without thinking, he asked Kiana to help open a space door to save W, and then inexplicably, W jumped on his face with excitement.

Buhao, cockroaches are attacking!

Soft and rippling, blowing towards you.

The girl opened her arms excitedly, as if she wanted to embrace the whole world, and put Qian Yi in her arms.

"Your Highness..."

The Sarkaz mercenary W hugged Qian Yi tightly.

Qianyi really wanted to ask this big cockroach from Guangdong if the cockroach in her previous home had turned into a spirit and come to repay her kindness?

But after thinking about it, I still held back.

That would be too depressing.

He knew that W must have mistaken him for Theresa. After all, when the Scavenger King saw him using the creative power of the Black Abyss White Flower, he couldn't help but think that he was related to Theresa. When W was about to die, he saw Theresa's illusion in the carousel and then thought of himself as Theresa. This made sense.

"Theresa is dead, and I am not Theresa." This was the first sentence Qian Yi said to W.

W, who was originally filled with joy, was almost frightened to death when he heard this, but at the same time he also noticed that why His Highness did not have exaggerated pectoral muscles?

Take a closer look...

Woc! Isn't this His Majesty?!

She trembled with fear and rolled off Qian Yi's body. However, because of the sword attack from Tracys, even though Qian Yi nursed her back, she looked extremely weak and her voice trembled: "Your Majesty..."

Qian Yi supported W, who seemed to be about to fly away with a gust of wind, and reminded him: "The emperor of Ursus is Ata. At best, I am just a tool she used to do the work, not the emperor."

"There is no two suns in the sky. In my heart, you are the real Majesty." W immediately expressed his loyalty.

"In Ursus, a community of shared destiny, whether emperor, soldier or citizen, we are only different in power and authority. We are all equal. You don't need to show your loyalty to me, you only need to show your loyalty to Ursus. Besides, I have just said that the real emperor of Ursus is Ata, not me, so relax." Qianyi took off his coat and put it on W.

The sword that Tracys used just now almost blew her whole body and her clothes apart. Qianyi healed her body, but he couldn't heal her clothes, so W was now in a naked state.

W was taken aback when he was suddenly covered with clothes, and suddenly lowered his head: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

"Why do you want to apologize?" Qian Yi was puzzled.

"Because I acted on my own initiative and ruined your plan." W tightened his coat and fiddled with the pebble on the ground with his toes awkwardly.

"Since you know you're wrong, don't say sorry. Because when people apologize, there's always a next time. If you want to make amends for this, then become my partner."

"Huh?" W was confused. What kind of punishment is this?

Qian Yi ignored her confusion and continued, "In the past, I swore in front of that damn bass that I would return the sadness caused by loss and frustration to the world that took away my dreams. Therefore, I want to build a world where no one will ever quit, where all members can be happy and blessed, and where there will never be a disbandment. However, I can't do it alone. So, W, can you give me the rest of your life?"

What is bass?

W didn't understand, but she understood that everyone could be happy because of it.

This dream is similar to Her Highness Theresa's...

I thought that my heart had lost all sadness or joy since His Highness's death, but now, what exactly is this emotion flowing in my heart?

She didn't know what was going on, so she could only stare blankly. After a long pause, Qian Yi patted her head and said, "Tracy was defeated. This is all thanks to you, W. You did a good job. Go back and rest first. Once you've rested enough, I'll give you more responsibilities."

Although Tracy was knocked unconscious by W's bomb, it was purely because they had used the hawk-starving tactic before, which had kept Tracy awake for ten days, and W's attack did not cause any damage to Tracy at all. He fainted simply because his good preparation was destroyed by W's bomb, and he fainted due to anger.

To put it simply, the physical damage caused by W to Tracy may only be 10, but the mental damage directly hits 10000 points of critical hit.

However, the final blow was dealt by W, so it's OK to give the credit to W.

"Go and rest."

After seeing W off, Qian Yi decided to meet the regent.

If the other party is willing to help, then it will be very smooth for me to take over Victoria, but if the other party is not willing to help...

Then beat him until he is willing to help!

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Casimir Dungeon.

Tracy opened his eyes in a daze. While his vision was still blurry due to the great impact, he heard the comments and criticisms of the Scavenger King Niezrei.

"Today's fermented prawns are really good. The rich shrimp paste in the shrimp head, mixed with the light aroma of wine, is really touching. The shrimp body is also top-notch, the meat is tender and firm, and the mouthfeel is chewy. The moment the tip of my teeth breaks the shrimp shell, the clear water and the sweet wine yeast create a life-explosion-level entanglement on the tip of my tongue. I am so amazed that I want to give up my position as the Lord of the Royal Court and let this chef be the King of Scavengers."

"Let me try the fish head stew... Damn it, how did you make the fish head stew like this? The fish head is tasteless, and the soup is as thick as Indian food paste. Don't you think there's even someone in Casimir who knows how to make fish head stew?!"

"Where did this rotten meat come from? Why add this detrimental thing to this delicious meal? Its presence on the table is like adding the word 'overtime' to the beautiful word 'Chinese New Year'. It's disgusting and makes me want to vomit!"

When Tracys was awakened by the smell of food and his pupils adapted to the dim blue light deep in the cell, he saw an absurd scene taking place in the cell of Nezre next door.

In front of Niecile, who lived in the cell next to his, was a table with a surface made of smooth ebony, as black as ink. The table was covered with an exquisite brocade tablecloth with a deep and gorgeous color. A high-legged wine glass, several exquisite plates and an ice bucket filled with wine were neatly placed on the table.

He recognized the wine in the ice bucket; it was Moët & Chandon champagne. He had had the opportunity to drink a glass of it before in Victoria when he attended a party invited by the Duke. It was definitely a rare and good wine, but here it was just a thirst-quenching drink to go with the dishes.

This scene left Tracy stunned.

"Tracy, you're awake." Nieczre picked up a piece of goose liver with a fork and put it in his mouth, then greeted Tracy.

"Did you also lose to that group of newborns?" Tracy was disheartened. Even the King of Scavengers was locked up. The Sarkaz really had no soldiers left.

"Newborn? Why do you say that?" Netsley was puzzled and retorted, "The new emperor of Ursus is simply the greatest, kindest, and most gentle king in the world."

Tracy: ???

Are you the scavenger king I know?

Are you some shapeshifter lord in disguise?

He felt that the Scavenger King before him had become hideous. Although he was still wearing the clothes made of the cloth of the Kazdel battle flag, he felt that he was sitting in front of a Duke of Victoria who was obsessed with luxury. This made him feel scared: "What did they do to you?"

"Try life outside of the Sarkaz," said Neczrei.

"Life outside of the Sarkaz?" Tracy was even more confused.

"This is the first time I've learned that you can actually eat all-you-can-eat lobster and king crab. But I advise you not to eat that stuff. It's not tasty, the meat is tough and hard to absorb the flavor. I recommend the squab. The skin is delicious, the meat is tender, and it's very juicy. Oh, and there's also wine-fermented prawns. I just showed off forty of them. The food recommended by the new emperor of Ursus is really good."

"???" Tracy's fists stiffened, and his voice began to tremble: "You mean, you've been eating delicious food here for ten days?"

"Big fish and meat? Who are you looking down on? If I really eat big fish and meat, people who don't know me would think I'm suffering here." Niecilei retorted.

We are no longer of the same race! ! Neczrei, you old novice who betrayed the Sarkaz! ! !

Tracy's eyes were cracked.

I was hungry for ten days, ten whole days. Do you know how I survived these ten days?!

While I'm trying to survive in the wilderness, still excited about finding a stale, expired meal, you, Old Bidden, are here showing off your wealth of fish, meat, lobster, and king crab?!

Finally, he forced himself to calm down and gave Neczrei a businesslike smile. "Old, old... Old Senior, how are we going to escape from here? If we continue to stay in prison, we will be executed by the new king sooner or later. Once we die, there will be no hope for Kazdel's revival."

"Why do you want to escape?" Niecile was confused. He stood up and pushed open the cell door, which was not locked at all, and said, "Can't you just walk out directly?"

Tracy: "..."

Oh oh oh, I understand, I understand.

What you mean is that these days, you can go out at any time to rescue me and the Blood Demon Lord, but you stay here and just show off the delicious food for ten days, right?

You old Biden!!!

Tracy was furious, and the person he hated the most immediately switched from W to the Scavenger King Nezrei in front of him.

A good teammate who does not help someone in need is more hateful than an enemy who blows up the food you have worked so hard for!

"Nezlei!" Tracys had already given up on showing the old man any respect and addressed him by name. "Have you forgotten your duty as the King of the Scavengers?!"

"I gave up that title on the fifth day." Nieczrei wiped his hands and said, "The new emperor of Ursus is right. Perhaps only those who have never tasted fermented prawns would eat corpses and rotten meat."

"Have you betrayed the Sarkaz?"

"how you said that?"

"You have been deceived by the enemy's sugar-coated bullets and have lost the heart of the Sarkaz!"

"That bad habit should have been abandoned centuries ago. I've been wondering if scavengers need some reform. Perhaps we should have changed long ago, but we're just too old-fashioned. It wasn't until the new king's lobster hit me on the head that I realized the barbaric era of Tikkaz was long gone."

The Scavengers are a race that can suck the flesh and blood of their enemies, absorb the resentment contained therein and strengthen their own strength. The more miserable the death, the stronger the resentment.

But a new era is about to come. If the scavengers continue to maintain this barbaric lifestyle, they will be eliminated sooner or later. So these days, Niezlei has been experimenting, cooking lobsters and crabs alive, to see which one brings more resentment: the resentment of these creatures' deaths or the resentment of a person who died on the battlefield.

The result of the experiment was that the lobster was so delicious that he accidentally showed off a lot of it, and the experimental results were invalidated.

"You are going to betray Kazdel along with Wendigo too?!" Tracys didn't expect that his most supportive ally would also betray him.

"The salary that the new Ursus emperor pays to the Sarkaz who are willing to submit to Ursus is equivalent to working under you for a year in one month, not including subsidies for meals, medical care, housing, etc. Tracys, you have become Kazdel, the biggest obstacle to the development of the Sarkaz." Neczre said lightly.

Tracy, who devoted his life to the Sarkaz until his death, has become the biggest obstacle to the development of the Sarkaz.

"This is impossible. How could anyone be willing to take in the Sarkaz?" Tracys didn't believe it. If there was any country willing to be gentle to the Sarkaz, how could Kazdel be forced to self-destruct?

"Nothing is impossible." It was Qian Yi, not Niezlei, who answered Tracys.

Seeing Qian Yi arrive, Nieci Lei immediately stood up and saluted. Qian Yi waved his hand to stop him, then said to Tracy, "Tens of thousands of years of consuming raw meat and drinking blood, thousands of years of feudal dynasties, hundreds of years of industrial civilization. The speed of world change is beyond your imagination. It's very likely that the moment you close your eyes and open them again, the world will have changed drastically. Tracy, the train of time has already started. Will you try to stop it with your bare hands or join it?"

Tracy shook his head. "You simply don't understand. The hatred between the Sarkaz and this land has long been irreconcilable."

"I will break the shackles of hatred!" Qian Yi said firmly.

"That sounds good, but what if you can't cut it off?" Tracys retorted. The Sarkaz who died with hatred would enter the internalized universe of Originium after death and would not have peace. That hatred would affect all living Sarkaz. The souls of the Sarkaz imprisoned in the internalized universe had long since stopped the Sarkaz from letting go of their hatred.

"Then I will kill all the Sarkaz and give you a quick death. I will then set the day of your death as Thanksgiving Day to commemorate the sacrifices made by the Sarkaz for the peace of the Terra continent." Qian Yi said calmly.

These words made Tracy's legs tremble. If the problem can't be solved, then kill the person who caused it. If the coexistence problem of the Sarkaz can't be solved, then kill all the Sarkaz. How could there be such a thing in the world that is more cruel than the Demon King and the Tikaz?!

He was about to question Qian Yi about what he valued life when he heard Qian Yi continue, "Before I kill you all, I will do my best to ensure that all of your information is recorded in the Originium and the 'continuation of civilization.' After that, I will take your internalized universe to other planets or worlds, pull you out of the Originium, and rebuild the Sarkaz civilization. If only the Sarkaz exist and no other races exist, will there still be a problem of inability to coexist?"

Tracy wiped the sweat off his face.

Then...that's okay.

I thought it was Onishio, but it turned out to be Ultraman.

However, he was a little skeptical about Qian Yi's ability, and to be honest, he didn't really want to leave his native planet, so he asked tentatively: "Then...what if going to other planets still can't solve the problem?"

"Then you Sarkaz have already found your way to death. I will make all of you serve as close observers of tens of thousands of Proverbs." Qian Yi felt that killing all the Sarkaz might be easier than taking them to live in another world.

"The hatred between the Sarkaz and other races should be the fault of both sides. Why are they so biased towards other races?" asked Tracy.

"Nonsense, Ata is my brother. My brother is from the other race you are talking about, not from your Sarkaz. Do you want me to give up my good brother and favor you Sarkaz?" Qian Yi really wanted to kill this idiot Tracys with a knife. What kind of stupid questions he asked.

Tracy was sweating profusely. He had thought of countless possibilities, such as Qianyi having a grudge against the Sarkaz, or the number of Sarkaz was not as large as that of other races. He never expected the reason to be so simple and hardcore.

So... so personal.

You seem a little too crazy.

Even though the Regent was knowledgeable and experienced, his brain couldn't help but freeze at this moment. He was silent for a long time, staring at Qian Yi for a long time before slowly saying: "You, should be a human, not the human of the current Terra civilization, but a real human."

"Yes." Qian Yi admitted frankly.

Tracy nodded, thinking that it was indeed so. Otherwise, how could such an evil spirit comparable to the Doctor appear on the continent? It turns out that they are all from the same family. No wonder they are so crazy. After understanding Qianyi's origins, he couldn't help but ask: "If you were to face the current humans of Terra and the real people before..."

"I choose the current human race."

"Why?" Tracy didn't expect Qian Yi to answer so decisively.

"Don't ask the same question twice. My good brother Ata is a modern civilized person, not a pre-civilized human." Qian Yi has never been a rational person, nor is he someone who likes to stand neutral. There are only two situations in which he can stand neutral: one is when the referee stands on his side, and the other is when he is beating up the opponent madly.

Brother, for you, I will kill all the Sarkaz and the former civilization.

If Dr. Evil in the Tower of Babel is a rational madman, then Qian Yi is a super invincible lunatic who wants everyone to eat and drink well with him, but when he can't make everyone happy...

Tracy glanced at Qianyi and thought that if his sister Theresa had dug up Qianyi instead of the doctor, his head would probably have been thrown on the football field and kicked like a ball, and the whole Terra continent would be full of flowers.

Without time to think about the IF line, Tracy asked a question that was crucial to the current situation: "How are you going to solve the problem of mineral sickness?"

"Why should I solve it?" Qian Yi was confused. He was not a doctor, so how could he know how to solve this problem.

Just give it to your men to study.

"If you don't solve the oripathy, all the prosperity you create now will be nothing but illusions. The lifespan of the infected will be much shorter than you think." Tracy was also confused, thinking, didn't you create this thing? How come your current civilization doesn't know how to solve it?

"Wait." Qian Yi reached out to stop Tracys, then asked, "You mean to say that you want me to solve racial issues, national issues, class issues, and finally solve medical issues? I provide such good living conditions for the infected, but because they have oripathy and can't live long, all my efforts are in vain? Are you stupid? You made me laugh on New Year's Day."

In the past, when technology and medical care were not developed, the average human life expectancy was less than 20 years old and there was no wailing. Why are you, a patient with mineralogy, wailing so loudly? If you don’t know, you would think you won’t even live to be 10 years old.

There are so many things that can take a person's life, and oripathy is considered a mild one. Why are you all focusing on it? Compared to this problem, it is obvious that more serious issues such as race, country, and class need to be dealt with first.