By the time their reports are delivered, the people in the small town will have completed self-rescue and become self-reliant.

No one cares.

Later, the empire's middle-level officials had to find ways to report to their superiors that natural disasters in the country seemed to have become more frequent during this period.

The catapults hurled the report into the fortress, without reply.

Later, they had to take a more direct approach, which was to build a watchtower and shout into it, hoping to get instructions from higher-ups, because the natural disasters in the empire had reached a point that could no longer be ignored.

In a short period of time, a place could experience earthquakes, droughts, locust plagues, floods, and pestilence...

A great city was destroyed.

Finally, a plague emerged that spread across the entire continent.

First, someone got sick.

Later, the family members who took care of him also fell ill.

Later, a village had not been in contact with the outside world for a long time, and the yamen runner sent to investigate the situation died inexplicably in his home that night.

Later, the prefect who had been sticking to his post ordered the city gates to be closed, and sat on the city wall with his sick body, watching the city to which he had devoted his life sink into hell along with himself.

In the end, the troops from all over the country had to go out on their own to block all the intersections. They used powerful crossbows to shoot and kill anyone who tried to leave from a long distance.

The fortress gate was finally opened from the outside.

The final result was not made public. Of course, the people who were deeply affected by the plague did not really want to care about the lives of the people above them. After all, they did not know whether they would be dead or alive tomorrow.

However, the internal records were still recorded by someone, and thousands of years later, they became part of the heritage of various royal families.

...The fortress looked like it had been through a war, with doors, windows, and roofs of various palaces damaged...

...someone was building fortifications and digging trenches inside the palace. It's hard to imagine how these nobles could have done this by hand without tools...

...no one was found alive in the fortress...

...The coroner and experienced veterans confirmed that everyone died in direct combat...

...It can be concluded that the emperor organized his ministers and accompanying guards and palace maids to launch an attack on the enemy, and the enemy also had this intention...

...Establish a new ruler, hoping he won't go insane...

"You mean, no matter what, the population cleansing will happen, and if we don't take the initiative, then it will happen passively?"

Lin Hai was horrified when he heard this. What kind of Colosseum plot was this? Why had he failed to pass the level after traveling through it nine times, and yet had to come this tenth time?

"Yes, if we initiate a war, then we can still control the number of deaths to some extent. If we don't start a war, then whether it is drought, flood, earthquake or plague, as long as it occurs, it will be beyond our control."

Xin Yueping whispered, "Later, a rough estimate was made. After the plague, nine out of ten houses were emptied. The total number of survivors in the two countries was less than ten million."

“So there are so many people.”

"About 100 million."

“So they’ve also taken a population census?”

"No, but Mr. Lin, do you know the threshold that triggers the population purge? It's 10 million people. This is the conclusion you reached during your investigation. As long as the population reaches 10 million, the population purge will be triggered, and the symptoms of madness will begin to set in."

Xin Yueping took a deep breath and kept saying:

"Now you understand why we have to fight another war only a few years after the last one?"

"Now you understand why the world's food production is so high—in your words, 'unreasonably high,'" he said—but the population isn't growing rapidly.

"Now you understand why, in this war, even though Chen and Liang clearly had more options, they had to fight to the death on the central battlefield."

"Now you understand why that fat man from Xia Country looked for reasons to kill people as soon as he came to power."

"I think you now understand what that imperial edict means. It's a tacit agreement between our nations. If we encounter uncontrollable population growth, each nation must find a way to reduce its population by 10 to 20 percent. We can choose to kill ourselves or let the other party do the killing."

"Mr. Lin."

"I am the King of Cambodia."

“I’m Khmer.”

"I am alone."

"Alone!"

“People!”

"My compatriots and I hope to survive, not be killed inexplicably, and live uprightly. Humans, in this world, should have the right to reproduce!"

"This is the whole reason!"