If you don’t agree, just argue!

The rat-man elder, who had been speaking eloquently, looked at the young noble and loudly questioned, "Have the undead changed anything? Have they eliminated the infected? Are the people's resources going to be wasted like this? You are nobles, you should consider your people!"

The young noble snorted and shouted fearlessly, "Have you considered your people? If so, why did you release such a horrible virus?"

"Look, our city is under attack. There are so many infected people. Isn't this your fault?"

"Elders, nobles, open your eyes and look down. Do you think it's just the undead doing nothing? Do you think it's only the infected and demons attacking us? Can't you see those who are resisting?"

The rat people became very chaotic under the attack of demons and devils.

Many oppressed ratmen saw their opportunity and stood up to resist. Now, in addition to demons and monsters, the rebels are also attacking the ratmen.

The rebels' momentum is no less than that of the demons and devils. In fact, because they know the city better, their destruction of the city exceeds that of the demons and devils.

Following the young noble's words, the House of Representatives was thrown into complete chaos, with everyone expressing their own opinions and attacking each other.

The Ratman Royal Family listened for a long time, but these people couldn't make sense of the argument and couldn't reach a consensus, which gave him a splitting headache.

Boom boom boom!

The scepter fell to the ground again.

The dull voice suppressed the rats' quarrels, quieting them down and causing them to turn their heads to look at the emperor.

"Stop arguing!"

"You both have a point."

"I think we should combine what you both said."

"The Undead mercenaries haven't met our expectations, but it's inappropriate to just drive them away. So we need to communicate with the Undead, admonish them, and encourage them to work harder."

"We must also improve the current chaotic situation. Leave the infected and demons to the undead for now, and let our team deal with the rebels first! The ratmen must unite."

In such a quarrel between two sides, in the end, both sides will listen to the emperor.

After the emperor expressed his opinion, the House of Representatives fell silent and quickly reached a consensus, deciding to adopt the emperor's words.

After all, they also need to solve the problem, and they all know that they can argue, but they have to do it in the end.

After the meeting, the royal family immediately left to look for Sayir.

If they want to communicate with the dead, they need to go through Sayir, otherwise the dead will not see them. The dead only recognize Sayir.

After finding Sayil and expressing his intention to meet with the high-level undead, Sayil was in a dilemma.

However, the royal family insisted on doing so, and Sayil had no choice. After all, he was still a ratman, and all the business was with the ratmen, so it was not easy to refuse directly.

After the royal family left, Sayir immediately passed the news to Zhang Peng.

【Private Chat】

Conscientious Merchant: Boss, the rat people said they want to meet me.

I don’t want to take the driver’s license test: What are they going to do? Why did they suddenly want to see you?

Conscientious Merchant: I don’t know. The news from Sayil seems to be about mercenaries.

Don’t want to take a driving test: Why don’t you meet them and see what they mean?

Conscientious businessman: That’s fine.

Don’t want to take the driving test: If you delay it, I’m already on my way back.

Conscience Merchant: Are you coming back? How many dead souls have you brought with you?

Don’t want to take a driving test: Alas... I’m sorry to disappoint you.

Conscientious businessman: Huh? It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I'll make less money.

I don't want to get a driver's license: I just brought back a similar number of undead as last time...

Conscientious businessman: I...

Conscientious businessman: Boss, don’t provoke me. Do you believe I can give you a heart attack?

Don’t want to take a driving test: Great, great, anyway you are a time traveler, you have a mobile fortress, you can’t die, hurry up and show me one.

Conscientious businessman: I don’t want to talk to you, and silently shut down the system.

(End of this chapter)