"Tian Quan, I want your people to kill those people for me!"
The leader of the Tianzu, the elite Special Security Bureau known as "Tianquan," was slightly startled and asked, "Your Majesty, those people are the Empire's finest physicists and fighter engine engineers, and they are the backbone of the technical force that builds Star Destroyers."
"Are you really going to kill them all?"
Emperor Tan Tai Hong Yuan stared at him and shouted, "This is my order, how dare you question it?!"
The man was stunned for a moment, then quickly lowered his head and said, "I dare not. I will do it right away!"
As he spoke, he turned around and did not bring the six members of the Tian Group with him. Instead, he called the members of the royal guard and relayed to them the decree that Emperor Tan Tai Hongyuan had just given.
There were eight members of the Royal Guard who came over.
Each of them is an elite soldier, and the lowest one is an A-level genetic evolver.
Now listening to this elite member of the Special Security Bureau, the leader of the Tian Group, conveying the order from Emperor Tan Tai Hongyuan, they immediately accepted the mission.
These people followed the leader of the Tianzuo and came to the engine room.
The leader of the Tian Group was wearing a second-generation mecha, including his head, which was tightly covered with a fully enclosed helmet.
When he walked into the engine room and looked at the experts still busy inside, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.
But he didn't say anything, just moved aside.
The leader of the royal guards stepped forward and announced that it was the emperor's decree, ordering the physicists and engineers in the engine room who were still trying to piece the components back together to line up and come out one by one.
After taking these experts to another empty room, the door was closed...
After a while, the royal guards came out and reported to the people outside: "Captain! They have all been executed."
The Special Security Bureau elite, the leader of the Tian Group, opened the door and went in to confirm.
The room was littered with physicists and engineers who had just been absorbed in their research.
Some people's faces still show the deep confusion and puzzlement of their last moments.
Many people's eyes were still wide open, as if they had not expected this result at all.
There are also genetic evolvers among them, but their levels are not very high, and the highest is only a B-level genetic evolver.
He was the last to breathe his last.
The round, penetrating wound on his forehead indicated that he had been executed.
The people who did this were the royal guards.
This is also what they often do in addition to protecting the emperor's safety.
They were the ones who executed anyone the emperor wanted to execute.
There was no trace of pity in their eyes, because this was what they were used to doing and it was their job.
Only the elite members of the Special Security Bureau - the members of the Tian Group - felt very uncomfortable.
Although they were also an organization directly under the emperor, they had never done such dirty work under the emperor's direct orders.
They were once active in other countries, fighting behind enemy lines for the interests of the Beichen Empire.
But now, these orders from Emperor Tan Tai Hongyuan made them confused, uncomfortable, and filled with a deep sense of powerlessness.
Even though they are 3S-level genetic evolvers, there always seems to be things that they cannot control.
There has never been a moment that made them have such a profound and heavy understanding.
That is, this empire belongs to the emperor.
Constitutional monarchy is actually just putting the imperial power in the emperor's new clothes.
If the emperor thinks it exists, then it exists.
When the emperor no longer wanted the clothes, he would simply tear them up and throw them into the garbage dump of history.
They stood in silence in the grounds outside the Emperor's palace.
The sun shone on them unobstructed, and they were wearing second-generation mechas with fully enclosed air-conditioning systems, but they still felt cold all over.
…
Emperor Tan Tai Hongyuan was furious in his imperial study.
He was more furious than ever and kicked over the desk he had never kicked before.
This is his "Imperial Writing Desk", made of top-grade golden wing wood. It has both the naturally generated golden dragon scale pattern of golden nanmu and the thick, steady, smooth and delicate feel of chicken wing wood.
This desk may have been passed down from thousands of years ago.
Because the production of golden-winged wood is very rare, and it is mostly produced in the Da Zang Star occupied by the Dongtianyuan Divine Kingdom.
There are no golden-winged trees on the habitable planets of the Beichen Empire anymore.
Therefore, this imperial desk, which is three meters long and two meters wide, is so precious.
For thousands of years, no emperor has ever pushed over this imperial desk in anger.
But the current emperor, Tan Tai Hongyuan, still kicked him over without mercy.
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