Lanhuadis 51
Third Army.
Dungeon.
In order to welcome the king's arrival, the warden here specially wiped the floor of the dungeon clean so that you can see the shadow of a person at a glance.
Even all the prisoners who were to undergo labor reform were taken out for a bath that could peel off their skin, and there was no unpleasant odor on their bodies.
It goes without saying that you should open windows for ventilation and spray floral dew.
When Ning Ren came in, he thought he had come to the wrong place.
Under the diligent and respectful guidance of the warden, he stood in front of the cage of the Guhuo bird.
Guhuo Bird remained the same, lazily, "You little bastard, you actually became a king."
Warden: "How dare you!"
Guhuo Bird rolled his eyes. "How dare you? No matter how many generations of Lanhuadis kings there are, they will still have to call me their ancestor. I'm staying in your prison because I'm giving you face. Do you understand?"
Ning Ren asked the warden to go down. Although the warden was unhappy, he still stayed at a distance.
Ning Ren was very kind to Guhuo Bird: "You're awake."
After all, it was the bird that had slept on his head, an old acquaintance of his.
Guhuo Bird has been dormant for the past two years, resisting the erosion of the bird soul: "Yes. Unchain me, I'm leaving."
Ning Ren: "No rush."
Guhuo Bird immediately became alert: "You won't regret it, will you?"
Ning Ren: "I have a few questions for you. If you answer them, I'll let you go."
"What's the problem?"
"You've lived for so long, how many times has the crack in the sky appeared?"
Guhuo Bird: "I don't remember."
Seeing the boy remained silent, she repeated, "I really don't remember. That bird spirit's soul is so difficult to deal with, and it's been so long, it's normal for her to not remember anything."
Besides, every time she turned into an egg, the bird would further erode her soul, and her memories of the past would become less clear.
What Ning Ren was thinking about was the golden light that burst out from the body of the Guhuo Bird when it rushed towards the crack in the sky in the City of Chaos.
The golden light seemed to have an inhibitory effect on the crack in the sky. I wonder what it is.
Could it be this guy's innate skill?
"But I remember that, apart from the first time the rift appeared in its complete form, the others over the past few thousand years... weren't serious. But as time goes on, the rift gets bigger, and the rifts appear more frequently. Perhaps one day it will appear completely again. That would be the end of the world."
Guhuo Bird said lightly.
Her thoughts drifted back to the past.
At that time, there was no distinction between the four regions of east, south, west and north, and they were all collectively called the Central Region. After a hundred days of polar night, humans evolved into the characteristics of beasts, and the beasts also gained wisdom and were able to cultivate human characteristics.
Since then, purebred humans have become extinct, and the continent has evolved into thousands of tribes of different sizes within a hundred years.
At that time, there was no complete system for cultivating spiritual power. Everyone had to rely on their own hard work. Even the food mutated. The poisonous ones became edible, and the edible ones became highly poisonous.
There are many tragic cases where entire tribes have been wiped out because of food.
Freedom, chaos and barbarism are synonymous with the ancient times.
The flame of civilization was passed on to these newly formed ethnic groups and almost disappeared.
Fortunately...
Guhuo Bird's eyes became a little dull, and then he quickly shook his head. "Oh! I can't think about it anymore. If I think about it again, I'll get a headache."
Ning Ren had already understood the historical laws summarized from what she said.
It’s useless to know the rules but not the solutions.
He frowned and whispered, "If only the sky could be patched up..."
Guhuo Bird: "What did you say?"
Ning Ren shook his head.
"Why don't you stay here for another two years? Perhaps I can remove the bird soul from your body."
Guhuo Bird: "You?"
Ning Ren: "Yeah."
His current spiritual power level is at the Moon Realm, and he is supported by the entire clan. If he takes drugs and various rare treasures, he will be able to enter the Yang Realm in three years.
Taking drugs is not good, but he doesn't have time to move forward step by step.
Guhuo Bird: "I have something urgent to attend to. Can't I come back to you in two years?"
"What's going on?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
Ning Ren: “…”
He didn't force it. No matter how much he tried to persuade it, it wouldn't die. At most, it would just become a little stupid in the future.
"I'll have someone take care of you. In three days, I'll bring you to the border of Lanhuadis. If I release you within the borders and the other soul in your body steals another cub, I won't be able to explain to my people."
The Guhuo Bird waved its hand, which meant it agreed.
"Thank you."
Ning Ren raised the corner of his mouth.
It's really rare that nice words can come out of this bird's mouth.
The departure of the Guhuo Bird was thus decided.
The cage she lived in was a single room, treated like a noble's, with no torture instruments, but comfortable sheets and fresh fruits every day.
The cage next to it is different.
Instruments of torture are displayed on the walls, both large and small.
Before Ning Ren left the dungeon, he paused and pointed at a large curved hook torture device: "What is that?"
The warden said, "That's the instrument used to pluck out wings. Plucking out wings is a capital punishment and is rarely used."
He was secretly amazed in his heart. The king was obviously invisible, but he could clearly see which kings were around him. He was truly worthy of being the savior chosen by the ancestors.
"Open it, I'll take a look."
The warden hesitated: "Wang, the torture instruments inside are sharp. You'd better not go in."
"Open it."
The warden had no choice but to do as he was told.
I felt a little nervous. After all, Wang was young and weak. What if he got curious and reached out to touch it and got hurt?
Ning Ren stopped in front of the wing-cutting torture device.
The coldness of the curved hook gives people goose bumps.
The torture instrument that can gouge off the wings of the Lanhuadis is naturally made of extremely extraordinary materials.
The young man raised his hand and gently touched the surface of the torture instrument. Fortunately, he avoided the sharp parts. The warden's scream was barely suppressed, and his heart was in his throat.
He was afraid that if he screamed out, he would scare the king and pierce his hand.
The boy touched it for a few seconds and then took his hand back.
The warden breathed a sigh of relief, a cold sweat pouring down his face. "Wang, you..."
The young king turned around and spread his wings. The nine golden royal patterns on his black wings were dazzling, but the base of his wings were aimed at the cold curved hook!
The warden couldn't catch his breath: "!!!"
"My king—"
Ning Ren felt a slight pain.
Then he slowly folded his wings, glanced at the warden who had suddenly fallen to his knees, and thought carefully before coming up with an excuse: "My wings are itchy and I need to scratch them. Do you believe me?"
Warden: “…”
Not far away, the feathers of the Guhuo bird that were ready to knock the torture device away disappeared, and she became lazy again.
This is not a question of belief or not. The warden burst into tears: "Even if your wings itch, you can't use this kind of thing to scratch them. It's so scary. It scared me to death..."
Ning Ren had a headache and made a hushing gesture to him.
The warden covered his mouth with his hand.
Ning Ren: "No one else is allowed to do this, especially my second brother. This is an order."
The warden nodded frantically.
Ning Ren then patted the non-existent dust off his hands and walked out of the dungeon.
Since he has chosen this path, he will not regret it and will not retreat.
I just tried it on a whim.
Sure enough, he is still afraid of pain.
Being a king is not bad.
At least if he did something bad he could order people to keep it a secret, and his second brother wouldn't know about it and wouldn't be able to nag him.
But it was too early for him to be happy.
Carlos knew that he had come to the Third Army. After finishing the matters at hand, he came to the dungeon to check the situation.
Carlos noticed that something was wrong between the warden and the other soldiers. The warden didn't dare to say it, the soldiers didn't dare to say it, but Guhuo Bird dared to say it.
This guy opened his mouth and told the whole story in detail. He was in high spirits and even imitated the guilty feeling that Ning Ren had when he spoke.
That evening, before going to bed, Ning Ren received a tickler and two hours of nagging from his second brother.
After finally sending his second brother away on the pretext of being sleepy, Ning Ren collapsed on the desk.
"Alas... Second brother is very skilled."
System: "Don't you even consider who it's because of."
Ning Ren smiled awkwardly.
The system was also frightened by his sudden action and grumbled: "Aren't you going to bed?"
Ning Ren: "There are still some memorials that I haven't read yet."
The three-day audience didn't tell much. Lan Huadi's bloodline was so high that ordinary imperial techniques were ineffective. The idea of mutual restraint between monarch and minister didn't exist.
Therefore, the power of the country is concentrated in the hands of those families with high royal lines in the royal court.
When they have a king, they obey and do what they are told.
Without a king, they will do nothing and chaos will arise in the tribe.
Last time he asked Lan Huadis about the current deployment of troops in various places. This time the memorial contained all of this information, even the eldest sister's memorial was included.
After reading these memorials, Ning Ren spread out a thick notebook, pondered, and recorded the contents of the memorials one by one.
Since the father and mother of this body of his were able to successfully repel the Tianchuang, there must be something admirable about their deployment of troops.
The Lanhuadis do not have any sacred objects that can resist the pollution of the Sky Crack on a large scale. However, their strong physical fitness has a certain resistance effect against the evil spirits of the Sky Crack.
However, if ordinary people without spiritual power are exposed to the pollution of the sky crack for a long time, they will still become polluted evil spirits, and other races will be more difficult to kill.
This is also the reason why the front line has been plagued by evil spirits for so many years.
Queen Hillary joined forces with the Forest of Ten Thousand Forests and spread her own spiritual defense barrier to most of the country. Until the eve of the sealing of the sky crack, she and Felix disappeared in the wind together amid the crying of her people.
Ning Ren bit the pen unconsciously, then crossed out this record and marked it with an emphasis mark.
I want to ask what treasures are in the Forest of Ten Thousand Forests that can help Queen Hillary expand her spiritual power to most of Lanhuadis.
Then there is the total number of troops.
Ning Ren counted them all together and found 660,000 people.
There are only about 200,000 elite soldiers.
If we remove the ordinary soldiers who have no mental power, there will be even fewer.
These troops are much smaller than those twelve years ago, and Lan Huadis is still in the stage of recuperation.
Not enough...
Ning Ren pulled his hair in worry.
He wrote two words in the notebook: conscription.
To recruit soldiers, one needs to pay them, so two more words were written: trade.
Trade with other regions.
After writing these four words, he put down the pen and rubbed his eyebrows.
It is easier said than done.
He can use his royal power to enforce conscription, and trade is about trading with other regions. The races in other regions will not act according to his wishes.
The southern region is desolate, the western region is too far away, and the northern region is the closest.
It would be great if the Eastern Region could establish a long-term trade route with the Northern Region.
Especially the City of Chaos.
Yuanhan Mithril Ore is indeed an excellent material for forging weapons and can greatly improve the combat effectiveness of ordinary soldiers.
It is also unknown when exactly Erigalan and Asulin met in history.
Only after deciding what he would say during the audience in three days did Ning Ren shrink, take a quick bath in the small bathtub, shake himself dry, fly onto the bed, and plop into the soft pillow.
A small ball was stuck inside.
The calmness he had displayed when processing the documents just now disappeared.
He couldn't tell them about the warning about the crack in the sky, so what he was going to do in the future might not be understood by his clansmen or brothers and sisters.
[I feel a little tired.]
[Watching my baby grow up little by little, I feel so distressed. Just like raising a child, I feel bad when my baby suffers any injustice. qwq]
The audience still habitually calls the boy "Zi Zi".
[I'm worried and increasingly distressed. It's even more difficult than last time in Chaos City. Chaos City is like a sudden attack. This time, I know the ending, but I have to watch helplessly as my child reaches that end.]
[Crowdfunding to change the ending. Zai Zai’s wish is very simple, just to be happily with his family. Why can’t he realize it…]
[The cub and the white crow are the same, deceiving each other. Sigh.]
Sheng Teng leaned in from the window and pulled the quilt over him.
Wang only showed his head: "Thank you."
The holy vine bloomed another small white flower for him, put it down, and left silently.
Ning Ren's consciousness sank into his mind and he clicked into the live broadcast room——
He rarely reads the comments, and neither does the system.
Ning Ren was upset because the barrage was full of friendly comments, and the system couldn't stand those sarcastic words at all.
Ning Ren directly clicked on the mall, set the search conditions and clicked confirm. As expected, in his current situation, the only item left to buy was [Miracle Salvation].
System: "Ah, son! The debuff on this thing is too bad, let's not buy it."
They have money now, but the debuff of courage deprivation and the blindness of soul wound are too severe. If it happens again, it dare not imagine what will become of the cub.
Ning Ren: "Can I buy only half, for example, just the keywords?"
If it was just him, it would be fine, but since it involved so many lives in Lan Huadis, he wanted to have an extra layer of insurance.
The mall assistant flashed: "It's not allowed by the rules."
Ning Ren was a little disappointed.
Mall Assistant: "However, [Forked Road of Fate] didn't work for you last time. This time, you can get a 40% discount on Miracle Salvation. After purchasing the item, you can automatically select the difficult mode that only gives keywords."
"Will Hard Mode reduce the DEBUFF?"
Mall Assistant: “Yes.”
"Last time, only the simplest mode could meet your requirements, so the debuff was the most."
Ning Ren still clicked to buy.
【Miracle Salvation has been purchased.】
【You have selected difficult mode. 】
[Hints: Blood of God, King's Tower, Treasure of the Forest of Ten Thousand Forests, Bloodline Shackles...]
There were a few more behind, but Ning Ren didn't look at them.
His eyes fell on the last countdown.
[Product expiration date: three years, ten days, thirteen hours, three minutes, and twenty-seven seconds.]
How could he forget!
The deadline for the countdown to miracle salvation is when the crack in the sky appears!
Ning Ren took a deep breath.
This is also good news. At least we know the specific time when the sky crack will appear.
As for what debuffs the difficult mode will bring... Ning Ren didn't think about it for the time being.
It doesn’t matter if there are too many lice, it’s all a matter for the future.
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