Leng Fengmei almost burst out laughing. "Is this a fight or just a joke?!"

The onlookers watched as the two exchanged blows with lightning speed. The woman was agile, attacking from left and right, while the man, massive in stature, would occasionally reach out and grab the woman's shoulder. The two figures created an oddly comical sight, like a black bear demon catching a rabbit.

Emil felt a pang of bitterness in his heart when he saw his master teasing the ugly Mal.

Mar wasn't surprised by the woman's abilities, after all, she had just crippled someone with a single move. He just hadn't expected her to go through so many moves with him, it seemed she was intentionally letting him win.

"I've learned my lesson, Goddess. I, Mal, wish to be your pawn!"

Leng Fengmei looked at the simple-minded man and said, "Tell me your reasons."

“The strong rule, and besides, it’s time for a change of fortune for Klit!” Mar said in a deep voice.

"Alright!" Leng Fengmei smiled and looked at Ma Er. "I've remembered your name. From now on, you'll be my first General Ma Er!"

"Yes!" Mal replied respectfully and stepped aside.

"Is there anyone who still dares to challenge me?" Leng Fengmei walked down step by step, watching the ever-changing expressions on everyone's faces, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I don't usually take lives easily!"

Facing a group of fierce and menacing men, the woman strolled leisurely among them, as if she were visiting her own backyard.

"What, are you all mute? Speak!" Leng Fengmei shouted sternly.

The sudden drop in temperature made everyone shudder!

"I...I have no objection, I'm willing to follow your orders!" A man lowered his head so much it was almost buried in his chest.

“Raise your head!” Leng Fengmei stood to the side.

The man's face flushed red, and he glanced at the woman. "You can call me Saud," he said.

“Saudi Arabia, tell me your reasons!” Leng Fengmei felt that they should be treated fairly.

“I, my reason is the same as Mar’s!” Saudi Arabia thought to himself, “What reason do I have? I was just scared by you.”

"Alright, remember to have your own opinions in the future. You'll be the deputy general for now!" Leng Fengmei's voice softened; she was always kind to her own people.

"Yes!" Saudi Arabia regretted it a little; he should have come up with a more unusual reason.

Leng Fengmei looked at the others, but before she could ask, they all said in unison, "We are also willing to follow your orders!"

"Alright! Who is the original person in charge?" As soon as Leng Fengmei finished asking, several burly men stepped forward. She couldn't help but suspect that this ethnic group valued strength above all else, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to subdue them so easily.

Leng Fengmei waved her hand, "Stand aside!" Then she looked at the remaining people, "Now I'm going to redistribute them. I don't care if you were former deacons or lowly soldiers waiting for orders—" she said, looking at everyone, "Now you all have the same chance to run for office. As long as you do what I want, even if you're just a dung beetle, I can help you rise to the top."

The entire hall erupted in chaos. "Goddess, what do you want?" A young guard stepped forward, his eyes filled with hope.

"Good question!" After saying that, he looked at the expressions of the crowd, which included resentment, longing, and indifference.

"I want a peaceful and prosperous world! People should live and work in peace and contentment, not brutality, bloodshed, and slaughter!!!"

"This, Goddess, I'm afraid it will be difficult to fulfill your request. Here, even a three-year-old child can snatch food from a tiger's mouth. Everyone worships force. You either enslave others or are enslaved by others!"

Leng Fengmei swept her gaze across the crowd and said, "If any of you can improve the situation, that position will belong to you, but you will also be forever under my control."

Everyone turned to look at the woman. "Goddess, then what about you?"

“I can’t stay here often. I am a citizen of Great Xia, the future master of the Kingdom of Ross, and there is a continent that I have just conquered waiting for me!” Leng Fengmei said slowly.

Everyone was shocked. "Who exactly are you? How can you have such great abilities?" an old man couldn't help but ask.

"My name is Leng Fengmei. I am just an ordinary person in the Great Xia Kingdom. Think it over carefully! This is a rare opportunity! But don't try to deceive me. Although I don't like killing, I can still make you wish you were dead."

The woman's voice was cool and clear, yet it resonated deeply in everyone's hearts. The key was that such a promise was incredibly tempting! It's all because I only trained my strength before, not my brain!

Leng Fengmei watched the crowd discussing and lazily sat in the main seat, waiting while thinking about how to resolve the current crisis!

"Goddess Leng Fengmei, I have a grandson who has never liked martial arts, but he loves studying military strategy. I'd like him to come over. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Fengmei suddenly had an idea. She quickly sat up straight and looked at everyone seriously. "I now order you to find everyone you know who is clever and full of tricks, regardless of gender! I will reward you according to your merits!" As she spoke, she took out ten vials of essence. "First come, first served!"

"What is this?" a man asked curiously.

Leng Fengmei immediately opened a bottle of serum, "Ma'er, come here!"

"Yes!" Mar quickly walked over and drank it down without hesitation.

Everyone saw that Mar's skin was becoming rosy at a visible speed, and their eyes even brightened up!

"I feel stronger!!!" Mar exclaimed excitedly.

The crowd scattered instantly. A few who had been trying to slip away were secretly alarmed by what they saw, but thankfully they managed to stay calm!

Leng Fengmei watched as the group of giant beasts ran faster than mutated cats, and burst out laughing, "Hahaha..."

Emil looked at his master and could tell that she was genuinely happy, so he couldn't help but smile as well.

“Master, do you really want someone else to be the leader of this Klit?” Abbas found it hard to accept.

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