Because strictly speaking, this is not much different from coming back to life.
After all, the essence of many resurrection spells is to pull the soul back from the various outer planes and the realm of the gods, and then put it back into a corpse that is not seriously damaged.
If the body is severely damaged, we must first find a way to repair it. At least the brain, heart and various important organs must not be damaged.
Otherwise, the resurrected target’s soul might just be summoned back, and he would have to experience the pain of sudden death again immediately.
Fortunately, when Sancho's soul was sucked away by the passage, his body did not suffer any harm.
So just a few seconds after the cross-dimensional teleportation ended, he opened his eyes again and struggled to climb up from a thick branch of the Tree of Life.
The next second...
The boy's pupils suddenly dilated as he saw a scene that he would never forget.
To be precise, the giant tree in front of us that supports the tree city Sodannisla has now completely withered and died, losing all vitality.
Dark red liquid like blood flowed out from the cracks in the tree trunk. It looked like sticky plasma and some kind of gum-like substance, densely covering every corner of the giant tree.
If you look closely, you can find that after these sticky substances solidify into water droplets of varying sizes, faces of pain, despair and sadness will appear on the surface.
There is no doubt that this tree of life, which symbolizes the fate of the Forest Elf Kingdom, is completely dead, and there is not even the slightest possibility of resurrection.
Its most precious energy has been completely drained, causing large tracts of surrounding forests, bushes, and grass to wither, and the land has become extremely barren.
What's even more terrifying is that within the range of the Tree of Life's influence, everything has been distorted by some evil force.
Those dead trees took on a creepy anthropomorphic appearance, and from time to time they would emit painful howls and screams like intelligent creatures from their mouth-like holes.
Even though it is noon with the sun hanging high above our heads, which is also the time when positive energy is at its most abundant, the surroundings still exude a cold, gloomy and decadent atmosphere.
Sancho couldn't believe it. He had just left this place not long ago, but everything seemed to have become completely different.
At the same time, in the city of Sodanisla in the treetops, thousands of ghosts twisted by evil forces can be seen fighting each other frantically.
They seem to have immortal bodies. No matter how many times they die, they will quickly be reborn in the same place and join the eternal killing again.
In addition, near the wooden stake not far away, you can see Erinikas standing still like a sculpture.
He should have been dead, but now not only were his eye sockets filled with dark red plasma, but even the torn hole in his chest was filled with blood, leaving him in a strange state of neither life nor death.
"Teacher...what exactly happened here?" the boy asked in a slightly trembling voice.
Zuo Si answered directly: "After you were pulled into the kingdom of Baal, the Blood Throne not only drained all the energy of the Tree of Life, but also injected the power of killing and death to completely pollute this place and transform it into its current state. Obviously, your father is trying to use this method to make mortals more afraid and scared of him."
"For resurrection?"
Sancho seemed to understand something, and there was a strange light in his eyes.
Zuo Si nodded slightly: "Yes, for resurrection.
The remaining spirit of Baal has realized that I am interfering to prevent his resurrection, so he wants to do something big to bypass me.
To do this, he even consumed the divine power stored in the Blood Throne.
Likewise, the powers of all the Sons of Bhaal were greatly enhanced almost entirely to achieve this goal.
After all, the death of a god does not mean that he will completely lose his perception and consciousness.
Their spirit and philosophical thoughts still exist in the universe, and they can continue to think and make a series of plans.
So don't underestimate Baal, his control over the Blood Throne is simply beyond the reach of you sons of Baal."
"And what about Aberdare and Erinikas?"
Sancho stared at his teammate who was lying next to Irenicas like a corpse and continued to ask questions.
Although he already had some guesses in his heart, he still hoped to get a definite answer.
"What do you think Erinikas stole from Aberdare? Was it just divine power and divinity?
No! He also stole the soul, a very, very large piece of the soul.
So the souls of these two people have long been intertwined.
Although Aberdair destroyed Erinikas' body on a material level, he did not destroy his spirit, nor did he take back his soul.
Therefore, there is bound to be a battle of souls between them.
As for the others, they were probably forcibly dragged by Aberdar into an independent dimension in the Kingdom of Baal, just like the one you entered.
Now we just need to wait a few days for the results.
I don't think the God of Murder would allow an elf to usurp his power and become a new god."
Zuo Si gave a straightforward explanation.
This is why he keeps emphasizing that Erinikas stole the "fate" of Aberdare.
After losing such a large piece of his soul, Aberdair could no longer be considered a complete son of Bhaal, and could not bear to cross the limits of mortals and completely spiritualize himself into a god.
Only by taking everything back will this guy be qualified to compete with the Five Clans.
"Divine power, divinity, spirit, soul, and understanding and sublimation at the philosophical level. God is really a very complex creature."
After realizing that his teammates were not in any danger, Sancho couldn't help but sigh.
He has experienced so much and grown so much along the way that he can't even connect with the self who was fleeing and wandering before.
Especially the improvement in strength, knowledge and ideological realm, it is not enough to describe it as a complete transformation.
But soon, the boy realized a problem. He had ignited the spark of divinity. Did it mean that he could only go down the path of deification? Just as he looked up to ask his mentor for advice, he found that Zuo Si had teleported everyone, including Aberdare and Imoen, away, and was holding a few small cards emitting green and white light in his hand.
Before Sancho could react, all these small cards began to release terrifying energy, instantly covering the Tree of Life along with the polluted and eroded land and plants.
The terrifying positive energy directly expelled Baal's evil power, and then the huge natural force repaired the twisted land beneath his feet at an unimaginable speed.
Even the dead Tree of Life snapped in the middle, and a large number of new shoots grew out from the withered and decayed trunk.
And these new shoots grow into vines, different types of trees, and other plants in a very short time.
Those distorted ghosts also quickly transformed into forms close to nature spirits. Not only did they stop fighting and regain their sanity, but they also quickly merged with the surrounding environment and turned into beings similar to tree spirits, water goblins, and tree people.
The gray sky above turned into a beautiful light blue again, and the white light shone through the dense leaves into the forest again.
Sancho couldn't believe it. The forest was a haunted place one second and turned into the complete opposite the next.
What a powerful force this is! You have to know that even if he has become a quasi-god, it is absolutely impossible for him to do this.
It is obvious that Zuo Si used the power of the planeswalker to directly restore the ecology of Sodanisla and the surrounding areas of the Tree of Life.
After all, the invasion and pollution caused by the Blood Throne is essentially still a confrontation of energy.
When the evil power of Baal overcomes the natural forces of the land, vegetation must wither, die, and become twisted.
But if more positive energy and natural energy are injected, the evil power of Baal can also be expelled and everything can be restored to its original state.
However, most mortals are not qualified to control so much energy, and usually can only pray for help from gods.
But for a planeswalker like Zuo Si who already has a LV25 spark level, he only needs to activate a few high-level spell cards containing energy of corresponding attributes.
It can also absorb Baal's divine power as a replenishment.
Thanks to the ninth level of Baator Hell, a rear base that can continuously provide huge energy, both the level of the mage and the quality of the cards in his hand can be improved very quickly.
This is also the reason why he cooperates so well with Asmodeus to continuously conduct business in other worlds and harvest souls crazily.
Although he had to pay taxes to the Lord of Hell for every soul harvested, Zuo Si himself could also obtain a considerable share to improve himself.
In addition to the LV25 planeswalker level, there is also a total of LV38 mage professional level, LV37 natural spellcasting level similar to that of a warlock, and LV32 priest professional level.
Including LV6 Mage, LV10 Mystic, LV5 Archmage, LV7 Rainbow Apprentice, LV10 Lord of Arcane, LV22 Priest level...
The arcane spellcasting level, especially the improvement of the legendary profession of the Lord of Arcane, mainly comes from the rewards for reading the scrolls of Netheril.
The warlock's spellcasting level is derived from the innate spellcasting ability of dragons and archdevils.
As for the priest level, Talona would secretly add a little bit every time her own divine power was greatly improved, and over time it became what it is now.
In addition, Zuo Si also has a warrior professional level obtained through swordsmanship training, as well as additional melee expertise brought by the great devil and the dragon.
Nowadays, he has no so-called "weaknesses" at all and is a standard hexagon.
However, this hexagon is not very standard, but slightly biased.
Feeling the revitalized land around him, as well as the Baal power that he had absorbed and was transforming, Zuo Si nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad! It seems that at my current level, even if I don't use quasi-divine power and other trump cards, I should be able to defeat demigods and weaker divine powers with just the control of energy by a planeswalker."
There is no doubt that compared with those passionate protagonists who like to achieve self-breakthroughs and defeat the strong with the weak in fierce battles, he pays more attention to continuous preparation and accumulation to ensure that he always has more means to reverse the situation than the enemy.
Zuo Si always believed that victory or defeat is just a manifestation of an inevitable result.
The truly decisive factor is actually the long period of learning, accumulation and preparation before that.
After all, it is rare for sudden and accidental factors such as the weak defeating the strong to dominate. Instead, the most common situation is that the strong wantonly ravage and crush the weak.
"Teacher, this should be a power that only a very small number of powerful gods can possess, right?"
There was a tremor in Sancho's voice.
Because the material world is not an outer plane, it is not possible to carry out large-scale environmental transformation through divine power.
Although it is easy to destroy something, restoring an area that has been eroded, polluted, and distorted by supernatural forces is not an easy task, even for God.
Otherwise, the continent of Faerun wouldn't have so many extreme terrains such as deserts caused by magic and war, as well as places that have been transformed by demons, devils, shadows and undead creatures and are not suitable for living people at all.
Zuo Si smiled and responded, "It depends on how you define God. If you think that God is just someone who possesses a powerful force that mortals cannot reach, then there are too many similar beings in this universe. And the planeswalker I represent is one of them."
"You mean... when a planeswalker becomes powerful enough, he can gain power on par with the gods?"
Sancho's eyes lit up instantly, his face full of excitement and anticipation.
Because he had seen his mentor demonstrate the power of a planeswalker more than once, he was full of yearning for this special profession that allowed him to travel freely between various planes and even the universe.
In the boy's opinion, being a planeswalker was much freer than being a god.
“That’s right.
In fact, the end of the planeswalker, to a certain extent, is another kind of god who possesses the power of creation and destruction.
It's just that they are not bound by any form of constraints and do not need the faith of mortals.
That’s one of the reasons why I’ve never been interested in becoming a god.”
Zuo Si undoubtedly saw through the thoughts of his cheap disciple and gave a very straightforward explanation.
He didn't want to interfere too much as to whether Sancho chose to become the new God of Murder, or gave up this opportunity that made countless mortals crazy and embarked on the path of a planeswalker.
But as a mentor, it is okay to provide an original spark that has not undergone any upgrades.
Especially as the number of linked and invaded worlds increases, Zuo Si can always find seeds with the potential to become planeswalkers on some densely populated planets.
At that time, we just need to find these lucky ones, and then test them repeatedly through various deadly dangers until their spark is completely ignited and they become the first planeswalkers.
The next thing to do is to capture the target instantly through a sneak attack, and then forcibly peel off the spark.
What remains at the end is to tamper with the other person's memory so that he or she completely forgets the experience and returns to his or her original life.
As compensation, Zuo Si would leave the other party some knowledge, magic items or a large sum of money.
Now, he has four new sparks in his hands, and is planning to set up an organization composed exclusively of planeswalkers to fight against the old dragon Nicol Bolas and his minions.
Sancho took a deep breath and forced himself to stay calm, then cautiously asked, "Can I still become a planeswalker now?"
"You are not qualified to be a planeswalker, because there is no spark deep in your soul that has not yet been ignited.
What's more, the spark of the planeswalker and the divine spark of the gods are in conflict with each other.
When you get one, it's impossible to get the other.
That is to say, under normal circumstances, from the moment you ignite the divine spark and become a quasi-god, you are destined to have no chance of becoming a planeswalker.
But you are lucky.
Because soon Io, the God Above Gods, will send messengers to supervise the Sons of Bhaal's fight for the Blood Throne to prevent you from causing too much damage to this world.
This means that as long as you can persevere to the end and win the final victory.
There should be a chance to choose to become a new god or give up all the power related to God and return to being a mortal again.
If you choose the latter, you can get a spark from me and embark on the path of a planeswalker.
But you have to remember that this spark is not free, but requires you to pay a certain price for it. "
When saying this, Zuo Si's tone was particularly serious and solemn.
From the moment he decided to embark on the path of a planeswalker, Sancho's identity was no longer a simple apprentice, but something closer to a partner, companion, and ally like Shane VII.
While gaining benefits, one must also bear corresponding responsibilities and obligations.
Instead of accepting his teaching and protection unilaterally and free of charge as is the case now.
Sancho obviously realized this, and immediately put one hand on his chest and bowed: "Don't worry, mentor.
I will prove myself worthy of a Planeswalker Spark through my actions.
And I will never forget that it was you who helped me in the most difficult time.
Even if I gain the ability to be independent one day, I will still respect you and be willing to obey your orders. "
"In that case, then you should treat the journey ahead as a cruel test."
As he spoke, Zuo Si waved to Davidian who was standing beside him.
The latter understood immediately, walked straight to the boy and asked softly: "Are you ready?"
"Ready for what?"
Sancho blinked in confusion.
“War and killing, of course.
Just over an hour ago, the army of fire giants marching through the mountains had already set out, heading towards the city of Saraduxu in a mighty manner.
Leading the group was none other than a powerful son of Baal named Yagasura.
It is said that he is immortal and no matter what kind of injury he suffers, even if his head is chopped off, he can quickly recover in a short time.
All you have to do is hold off the fire giant's attack and find a way to kill him."
Davidian briefly introduced the current situation.
Needless to say, the connection from the Blood Throne has greatly enhanced the power of the Sons of Bhaal, while also multiplying their ambitions and bloodthirstiness.
Yagasula, who had been somewhat afraid of the West Coast Empire before, finally could no longer hold back and took action.
His reason for attacking Saradush was simple.
Only when the city fell and was in his hands could his army of fire giants continue south to attack Xiandai and Abazig.
So even if the Son of Baal is no longer in this city, Yagasura will still make it his primary strategic target.
"The son of Baal, the fire giant who possesses an immortal body?!"
After hearing the news, Sancho felt like his worldview had exploded.
He simply could not imagine how cruel his god-father was, to the point that he would not even spare species like the fire giants.
No wonder mortals in some places worship Baal as a god of fertility.
“Don’t make a fuss.
According to incomplete statistics, Baal probably created thousands of descendants before his death.
Almost all races and monster encyclopedias are covered.
Anyway, keep doing your best, I look forward to your wonderful performance."
Zuo Si patted the boy on the shoulder, then opened the portal and disappeared on the spot, not paying any attention to the body of the Elf Queen Alixing under his feet.
As the Tree of Life withered and died, she also faced the end of her life like Erinikas.
Along with it died the future of the entire forest elf kingdom.
At this point, the Wildas Forest was finally completely incorporated into the rule of the West Coast Empire.
Although there are still some scattered elven villages in hidden corners, after losing the leadership of the city of Sodannisla, they can no longer pose any substantial threat.
巴尔残魂的小动作成功消灭了帝国内部最后一个政治上的隐患。
至此，在左思统治的范围内真正建立了空前集权的中央政府。
随着森林精灵王国的彻底落幕，他终于抽出时间回到位于卡林港的皇宫，打算稍微处理一下政务。
尤其是对那些高质量精灵难民的安置。
可就在刚刚抵达内阁办公室门口的时候，突然看到重臣们整脸色凝重的盯着一张地图，一名将军正在地图上做出不同颜色的标记。
出于好奇心的趋势，左思立刻走上前去询问道：“这是怎么回事？难道我们要打仗了吗？”
“陛下！您可算是回来了。
请看这张地图。
按照萨拉督许方面给出的情报，他们已经在行进山脉边缘发现了大量火巨人的身影。
不出意外的话，这些火巨人是冲着攻占该城市来的。
我们正在商讨要如何出兵抵御对方的攻击。”
宰相肖德·塔罗文立刻站起身简明扼要的介绍了一下情况。
尽管涉及到与远比人类军队强大许多的火巨人军团进行战斗，可他却丝毫没有半点慌张。
因为以现如今帝国的军事与魔法实力，别说是区区一两千个火巨人，就是后边再加个零也不可能造成什么毁灭性的破坏。
别的暂且不说，光是之前展示过的空中炮艇加龙骑士的组合，就足以把这些迟缓笨重的巨人杀死在冲锋的道路上。
更不用提帝国境内还有大量魔法学院和可以随时招募的庞大法师团。
正因为有着足够的底牌，因此在应对此类突发事件的时候，整个内阁都呈现出一种有条不紊、游刃有余的氛围。
几名高级将领更是表现出跃跃欲试的表情，想要亲自带兵去剿灭这些不知死活的“傻大个”，用他们的尸体和头颅来让世人见识一下帝国深不可测的底蕴。
搞清楚情况的左思立刻哭笑不得的摆了摆手：“这件事情你们就不要管了，我已经交给桑乔和戴维安全权负责处理。有他们两个在，萨拉督许不会有任何问题的。”
“什么？那岂不是说我们白白浪费了许多时间讨论具体的出兵计划。”肖德·塔罗文忍不住低声吐槽道。
由于萨拉督许有两套信息传递系统，一套走的是公开行政路线，另外一套走的则是秘密情报路线。
前者与行政和官僚系统对接，后者则更优先传递给左思本人或是他控制的奥法秘术会等组织。
所以当左思率先拿到情报并做出安排，内阁这边就容易做无用功。
不过好在除了极少数情况之外，左思通常不会干预官僚系统的运转，而是任由这些重臣们发挥他们的才能。
“也不算是浪费时间，就当是锻炼一下你们对于紧急情况的应对能力好了。
事实上，围绕着萨拉督许周边地区发生的事情，大部分都跟巴尔之子有关。
在对付这些已经拥有传奇、准神乃至半神实力的危险分子，普通军队根本派不上什么用场，反而会让那些精锐白白送死。
除了这件事情之外，帝国境内最近还有没有值得关注的事情？”
说着，左思径直走向位于大厅尽头那个用黄金和宝石打造而成的王座，一股坐了上去。
说实话，像这种为了展示权力、财富和逼格的玩意，通常情况下都不会太舒服。
虽然黄金在众多金属中属于相对比较软的，但对于屁股来说仍旧很硬、很凉。
他着实想不明白当年夏恩王朝的皇帝们究竟是出于什么考虑，居然会花那么多钱打造这么个破玩意给自己找罪受。
听到火巨人突如其来的攻击居然跟巴尔之子有关，原本跃跃欲试的高级将领们都立刻皱起了眉头。
作为一个国家最上层的统治阶级，他们可不是那些可能连字都不认识的平民，有很多渠道能得知关于巴尔之子的消息。
如果说这些神之子有甚么共同的特点，那就是凡是跟他们有过接触的人都会变得不幸，越是与之关系亲密就越容易突然死于非命。
它就好像是一个诅咒、一种恐怖的魔法瘟疫，会随着巴尔之子移动感染越来越多的人。
所以但凡聪明人都会选择远离巴尔之子，生怕被这群索命的灾星缠上。
相比之下，一心铺在生产、建设和教育方面的肖德·塔罗文倒是对此没什么意见，立刻从桌子上厚厚的一摞文件中抽出几张汇报道：“关于水利设施、道路和农庄的建设，到目前为止一切顺利，预期所有项目都能按照预期提前完成。
教育方面，我们目前已经在每个人口超过一万的城市建立了魔法学院，超过三千人的城镇建立了公立学校。
虽然教师方面还有缺口，但好歹已经运转起来了。
至于税收和贸易仍旧在爆发式的增长。
尤其是帝国在坠星海展示过力量之后，越来越多的商人开始汇聚西门港做生意。
非要说值得关注的事情，肯定是最近在阿斯卡特拉出现的几个奇怪教派。
他们全部宣称是来自印记城。
其中一个末日卫士团的教派正在四处宣扬关于万物终将毁灭，宇宙必将化为一片虚无的教义，引发了各大神殿的强烈抗议，并希望我们能够驱逐这些疯子。
同样引发神殿敌视的，还有一个叫做神明非神会的机构。
这些家伙更加疯狂，认为所有的神都是骗子、是虚假且不存在的，只是一群比较强大的凡人伪装而成。
但有趣的地方在于，他们真的掌握了一些禁忌的知识，可以在某种程度上与神力进行对抗。
总之自从太空港从深水城转移到阿斯卡特拉之后，那边奇奇怪怪的事情和人也变的越来越多。
内阁认为有必要提高警惕，防止各种具有破坏性的危险思想在民间蔓延。”
“神明非神会？末日卫士教团！”
左思摸着下巴重复了一下两个组织的名字，立刻意识到这绝对是来自印记城的派系，而且都是比较危险的教派。
因为也只有印记城那种汇聚了整个宇宙各种派系思想的地方，才会诞生这种带有奇奇怪怪宗旨的组织。
其中末日卫士教团的核心观点是终极衰败是狂喜的，衰亡是神圣愉快的。
简单来说就像是一群精神不正常的疯子，能够从衰败与毁灭中感受到无上的快乐。
他们并不是希瑞克信徒那样的破坏狂，而是会把周围一切事物视作衰败的一部分。
比如说有一栋房子，在正常人眼里可能仅仅只是个居住和生活的地方。
但在末日卫士教团成员眼中，建造房屋过程中石匠切削石头、樵夫砍倒树木，随后蚂蚁啃食栋梁、风吹日晒雨淋对墙壁的侵蚀，直至最终建筑会自己倒塌，都是更加庞大视角下衰败的一部分。
这种衰败并不是独立存在，而是存在于整个宇宙万事万物的运行规律中。
相比之下神明非神会光听组织名字就知道他们的核心观点是什么。
得亏印记城有痛苦女士镇场子，大多数神明都对她敬而远之。
不然该组织怕是分分钟要被挫骨扬灰。
“信仰这些奇怪教派的人多吗？”左思摸着下巴询问道。
“整体上不算多，但的确吸引了一小部分狂热年轻人的加入。
最重要的是，他们都受到了各大神殿的敌视。
守卫之神海姆和暴政之神班恩的教会都在叫嚣要把这群亵渎神明的家伙赶尽杀绝一个不留。
我认为最好还是快点处理一下比较好。
否则的话演变成为一场流血冲突乃至屠杀只是时间问题。”
肖德·塔罗文语气中隐约带着一丝紧张和焦虑。
毕竟凡是涉及到宗教冲突，带来的社会负面影响一般都会比较严重。
尤其是阿斯卡特拉这种商业中心，保持局势稳定才是最重要的。
左思略微点了点头：“好吧，我知道了。
稍后我就会去一趟阿斯卡特拉亲自解决这件事情。
真想不到建立太空港还有这么多的麻烦。
难怪当初提出这个要求的时候，深水城方面连犹豫都没犹豫就答应下来。
原来除了好处之外，还有这么多潜在的隐患。”
“陛下，我觉得宰相大人有些过于担忧了。
阿斯卡特拉原本就是一个开放包容的地方，以前就有很多奇怪的思想和教派。
相比起这些微不足道的小事，太空港带来的额外贸易和税收才是最重要的。
到目前为止，光是登记在册的位面商人就超过了三百个，而且数量还在稳步增长。
另外，我这里还有一份支出账单需要您亲自过目。”
说着，身为财政大臣的薇拉将一份写满密密麻麻蝇头小字的表格双手奉上。
“这是……”
左思仅仅扫了一眼就惊讶的挑起了眉毛。
因为如果最后的计算没有错误，光是这一份账单的支出就高达六十万金币，而且今后每个月还要支出十万左右，直至实现收支平衡为止。
Vera complained angrily: "Who else would dare to make such a request to the cabinet except your princess lover from the Kingdom of Cormyr? I admit that she does have extraordinary talent in military affairs.
But the problem is that Yalusel is a complete idiot when it comes to politics and economics.
The construction and development plan she proposed consisted of only two words.
Throw money! Throw money! Throw money again!
There is no technical content at all.
I really don't understand why it costs so much money to develop just two islands with excellent geographical locations?
Quite the opposite!
It should provide a rich source of tax revenue for the empire’s treasury.”
It was not difficult to tell from her resentful eyes and words that Vera had absolutely no good feelings towards the princess of Cormyr.
But Zuo Si couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and he joked: "Since you think the plan she proposed is useless, then point out the mistakes from a professional perspective and give correct suggestions.
No one in this world is born knowing everything. Even the son of God needs to spend time and energy to learn.
Ignorance is not scary, what is scary is not knowing it.
I have a lot of plans for Yalusail, so it is necessary to let her master a certain degree of national governance capabilities.
You are obviously a good teacher in this area, so find an opportunity to teach her.
If you do well enough, I will consider letting you take over the position of Imperial Chancellor when Shaud Tarovin retires."
moment!
Vera's eyes revealed a gleam of ambition, and she glanced at the current prime minister standing next to her.
Shaud Tarovin, who was already over fifty years old, shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, not feeling any pressure at all.
After all, at his age, even if he takes good care of himself and lives to around 70 years old, he probably won't be able to work anymore and will definitely have to retire.
Twenty years later, Vera was only in her early forties, a prime age with great ambition and the potential to achieve great things.
There is no opposition or competition between the two sides in the transition of power.
After realizing this, Vera immediately bowed solemnly and promised: "I swear, even if this princess is as stupid as a pig, I will train her to be a qualified monarch with the ability to govern the country."
"Very good. I'll leave Yalusel to you. I believe that with your ability, it won't be a problem to train her well.
Also remember to properly resettle the elven refugees. It would be best if you crammed them all into a commercially developed city to form a small community.
The skills and knowledge they possess can create incredible wealth.”
After saying this, Zuo Si stood up from the golden throne and disappeared at the end of the corridor outside under the gaze of the important ministers.
With the alarm in Saradush lifted, the cabinet once again shifted the focus of discussion back to the construction and development within the empire.
They will not forget the development decision made by the emperor himself, and plan to turn the entire country into a huge construction site in the next few years.
Implement construction, construction, and reconstruction from beginning to end.
Create a scene of wealth and prosperity that shocked the entire continent of Faerun.
As for Zuo Si himself, he went to the harem to chat with his nominally legal wife Aisha for a while, and learned about the marriages between some important officials of the empire.
Like all new regimes.
Although the West Coast Empire currently maintains a very high level of social mobility, it can even be said that there are opportunities everywhere to change one's class and move up.
But those people and families who have climbed to the upper class have begun planning to set up various barriers to prevent those below from climbing up and competing with their descendants for power, wealth and social resources.
Due to the selfish side of human nature, the so-called 80/20 rule will exist no matter what social system is adopted.
That is, 20% of the people always control more than 80% of the wealth, while the remaining 80% of the people are frantically competing for less than 20% of the benefits.
The longer a country is established, the more obvious this class stratification will be, and the more intense the dissatisfaction and anger of the lower-class people will be.
Until it reaches a critical point, serious social unrest breaks out, or even a bloody regime change occurs, the original ruling class is overthrown and redistributed.
However, Zuo Si had obviously already had a plan for this situation.
The reason why he spent a lot of money to popularize education and establish a complete bureaucratic system was to fight against the solidification of the upper class.
After the first batch of cabinet members have been in power for a certain number of years, they will soon be replaced collectively by those who are promoted later.
The networks, families and descendants formed by their intermarriages will completely lose the opportunity to touch power after retirement.
To be precise, the descendants of these people will hit an invisible ceiling within three generations.
No matter how well you perform, you will never be able to return to the center of power again.
After all, Zuo Si's power came from his great strength and the loyalty of his army.
It is not about giving up interests to buy off and unite the upper class and the bureaucratic system.
This means that when he believes that the bureaucratic system and the upper ruling class have become rotten to a certain extent, he can launch a top-down purge, kill all these guys and promote new ones from the bottom.
In the West Coast Empire, there is actually only one way to truly become a superior person, and that is to become a powerful arcane spellcaster.
It’s a pity that not many people can understand this now.
But it doesn’t matter. Zuo Si has plenty of time and patience to slowly wait for the first batch of seeds to take root, sprout and bear abundant fruit.
When the time comes, with the power of role models, smart people will naturally know how to choose their future.