Chapter 281: You are at my disposal. I have to support the Jellyfish King...
When this news came out, not only the people of the empire were shocked, but the entire galaxy was stunned.
They turned on the terminal and checked the date again and again. Today was not April Fools' Day.
Look at the authentic Imperial Household Press Office logo.
A line of big words appeared in everyone's mind at the same time:
——What a joke!
On Star.com, the public statement has been flooded with hundreds of millions of comments:
[Laughing to death!] You are just a piece of marine garbage, and you dare to covet the broad chest muscles of our Marshal Sava? Why don’t you look in the mirror?
[Countdown to the Jellyfish Dynasty: Ascends the throne in the morning, crowned queen at noon, and is crushed into jellyfish dregs by Marshal Savoy’s furry claws in the afternoon]
[Wait... I remember Heinz used to be a slave in Marshal Savoy's family. Could it be that he was forced into marriage because he couldn't get the love he wanted? ! ]
[What a hell. No matter if it's poisonous or not, I'll take a bite first (chew chew chew)]
[Family members please be alert! This is not right. Given Heinz's insidiousness and treachery, this must be a deliberate attempt to smear Marshal Savoy! ]
But as events unfolded, the conspiracy theorists were soon dumbfounded.
At first, the Revolutionary Army announced:
"It has been confirmed that the 'queen crown' is fake news, everyone beware of being deceived."
Then Marshal Savoy made a public statement: […Heinz, stop going crazy! (Makes fist) Do you want a beating? ]
I don’t know if the Jellyfish King is also surfing the Internet. Once I refreshed the page, I got a reply almost instantly:
[Emperor Heinz I]: (provokingly) Is that so? Marshal Savoy, if you have the guts, come to the palace and break one of my legs yourself, so that I can't live without you for the rest of my life!
The comments exploded:
[You, you, you...you are so cunning! ! ]
[What the hell! What the hell! Bro, are you serious? ]
[Brother, please come down from the throne and let me perform]
Not only that, within an hour of taking office, Heinz immediately issued three national decrees:
[Article 1: All betas will receive the same pay and benefits as alphas, and the number of betas in each position will be increased]
[Article 2: Anyone who steals a beta's spouse will be sentenced to death]
[Article 3: The Capital Star Defense Program will be renamed "Sava's Fluffy Hug"]
This move may seem outrageous, but after ignoring the third point, it has won the unanimous support of the majority of betas:
[Oh no... I'm a beta, so I have to support the Jellyfish King now]
[I really need equal pay for equal work]
[@白司令, please, can you also look at our beta rights after the war?]
By doing this, Heinz successfully diverted the blame and brought the topic to the issue of post-war reallocation of resources.
He himself sat comfortably on the imperial throne, stroking the velvet handrails under his palms, looking down at the steps below where he had knelt countless times.
Finally, there is such a day.
Finally, he, a lowly slave who was despised by everyone, sat on the seat that countless masters wanted to sit on the most.
Tsk, but this chair is hard, and not as soft as I imagined.
The deputy secretary stood nearby with a complicated look on his face.
In fact, he didn't quite understand why his boss wanted to get involved in this mess.
Wouldn’t it be nice to escape to an alien planet with Octopus Cade? If he stayed, even if he could become emperor for half a day, his final fate would be to be killed by the revolutionary army that rushed into the palace.
There is really no need to get this Emperor's One-Day Experience Card.
At this time, Heinz stood up from the throne. He walked to the window, looked at the sky, and then looked into the distance.
Suddenly, he pointed outside and said, "That pointed rooftop is where I went to high school. I passed the entrance exam but had no money to go, so the young master paid for me to go."
The deputy secretary's body trembled.
"There's also the Ferris wheel. I've been there before. The young master asked me to go there on his birthday. His classmates bullied me, and he even fought with them for me."
"Boss..." The deputy secretary hesitated.
Heinz said casually: "Most of the people in our department have lived and studied in the capital. There are still 100,000 garrison troops in the capital. If it is bombed and devastated, a lowly beta like me will really become a sinner for all eternity."
The deputy secretary thought about it and realized what he was going to do. She was shocked and said, "You want to..."
Heinz nodded, smiling an absurd but humble smile, "Okay, go get the rope."
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The news of Heinz's ascension to the throne spread quickly and naturally reached the underwater city of Poseidon.
Duke of Swordfish is preparing to escape.
Seeing the news, he was shocked and couldn't help but sneer: "That loser Kaide actually passed the country to a lowly beta. It's a shame for the empire!"
He was sent onto the ship while cursing.
The ship was loaded with rare jewels, plus ten large boxes of contracts and deeds, all of which were overseas properties purchased previously. With these things, even if he abandoned the empire, he could still spend his old age in luxury.
He can even sponsor a new group of people to replace his body and achieve immortality.
The Duke of Swordfish lifted his old eyelids and looked at the young and beautiful servant kneeling beside him, feeling somewhat distracted.
He was about to reach out and touch it when his subordinate suddenly ran in and reported:
"Your Excellency! Marshal Golden Eagle requests to speak to you—"
Swordfish answered impatiently.
On the video call, the golden eagle's face was haggard and tense. "Sir, I heard that you were leaving, but you clearly promised me that as long as I work for you, you would help me revive Fangorn. Are you going to break your promise?"
Fangorn?
Swordfish rolled his eyes before he remembered who this name belonged to—Shi Luolan’s former subordinate and Golden Eagle’s colleague.
Fangorn was a falcon of commoner origin, who later died in that "accident" along with Schlolan.
The Golden Eagle seemed to be in love with him and once put forward a condition, hoping that Swordfish would use the technology of the Order to revive Fangorn.
But the golden eagle didn't know that the swordfish didn't take it seriously at all.
The Duke of Swordfish laughed and said, "Breaking a promise? I don't remember ever promising the Marshal anything. Besides, wasn't it the Marshal who killed Fangorn himself?"
The golden eagle's pupils contracted and its breathing suddenly choked.
Swordfish squinted at him. "If you hadn't been so anxious to climb up and leaked Schlolan's sailing plan to us, how could we have easily created an 'accident' and wiped out Isupalaiso's right-hand man?"
The golden eagle clenched its finger bones tightly, almost crushing them.
Swordfish said lightly, "Now you want to revive Fangorn. Don't you think your affection is too inappropriate?"
The golden eagle's face turned pale, as if its heart was hit hard, and its face was distorted for a moment. He was about to speak with chattering teeth, but the line was suddenly cut off by the other end.
The pitch-black screen only reflected his desperate face.
He held onto the wall and slowly slid down in a deserted place. The strong spine that had been supported by the imperial army for more than ten years was completely bent forward.
Jinjing disappeared, Fangun was gone, he had worked hard all his life, but in the end he ended up with nothing and could not keep anything.
——Boom boom boom!
There was a rapid knock on the door, "Your Excellency Marshal, the front line has been lost!"
"Your Excellency, are you there? Please give me instructions!!"
"Your Excellency Marshal! The revolutionary army is approaching, please think of a way to save the country!"
Think of a solution.
The golden eagle lowered its forehead to the floor, revealing a sarcastic self-mockery.
The game is over.
What can I do?
Boom boom boom!
"—— Marshal! Bai Ling said that Master Jin Jing is in their hands. As long as you surrender, they are willing to send you over."
Jinjing...my cub...
Before he finished speaking, the golden eagle stood up suddenly. He staggered, opened the door, and strode out with the wind.
…
The defeated front-line battlefield was clearly divided into two sides. On one side was the revolutionary army that was becoming more and more courageous as the battle went on, and on the other side was the national army that was retreating step by step.
Shrapnel flew past his cheek and the fortifications were destroyed. There were not many mechas left, so they could only hold their guns and fight the revolutionary army to the death.
This is the affiliated star. The cannons blasted open the prison gates, and even the criminals rushed out to resist them. With smoke filling the air above his head, Hedway was moving through the hail of bullets, hurriedly searching for his friend.
Finally, he grabbed Dabing, who was shot in the legs and feet, and dragged him behind the wall, where he squeezed together with a dozen young soldiers with panic-stricken eyes.
They wanted to escape while the fighting was fierce.
For military cadets like them, this is a very shameful thing. Abandoning the country and becoming a deserter, if the school knew about this, the principal would scream and howl in anger.
Pancake: "But the teacher has always taught us to fight for justice. It seems that we are not on the side of justice now."
If you don't fight for justice, your death will be in vain.
They moved hunched over through the smoke, like tiny flames in a storm, trembling with anxiety and fear. Dabing took out the surrender flag he made, with a big tomato painted on it. They had no paint, so they used their brother's severed tentacles to paint.
However, they were unlucky and were stopped by a voice before they could catch up with the revolutionary army:
"stop!!"
They froze, and when they turned around, everyone's heart stopped for a second.
The commander of the regiment was standing there with an expression of uncontrollable anger on his face. He drew the bolt of his rifle and pointed it at the leader of the deserters:
"Well, you dare to defect. You all deserve the death penalty! What's your name?"
"Hedway."
"I didn't hear you clearly, shout again."
Hedway's whole body was tense, staring at the dark muzzle of the gun, knowing that he would not live for more than a few seconds. With a trembling voice, he summoned up the courage to shout: "My name is Hideway, and I don't want to fight for you anymore!"
The officer spat and cursed, "Shameless bastard! If your mother knew she gave birth to a deserter, she—"
Hedwig's legs trembled.
"--Bang!"
A wisp of smoke passed by and Hideway fell to the ground.
Someone blew on the muzzle of the gun, "She will definitely be happy for her son."
Hedwig was frightened by the sudden gunshot. When he got up, he was shocked to see a bloody hole on the chest of his superior, with blood oozing out.
He turned his head and saw a group of eagles with sharp eyes looking at him on the hillside not far behind him.
They came down with their guns drawn, and looked him up and down, "Hedway, huh?"
Hedwig survived the disaster, still a little dazed.
The leader pulled up his mask, like a knight raising his helmet, revealing a tired but kind face. Osprey smiled and said:
"Remember? Last time in the cargo hold, you saved the lives of us old birds."
Hideaway's pupils slowly dilated.
He remembered, it was the group of revolutionary veterans hiding under the floor! He spotted them during his last inspection, but instead of reporting it, he quietly let them go.
Fate is so strange. Your unintentional acts of kindness can save your life when you least expect it.
Hedway and his companions looked at each other, their eyes unable to hide their joy. We are saved and we can go home!
Osprey held his gun in one hand and called out to the group of young soldiers with the other, "Follow me, I'll arrange the best cells for you. Although I can't let you out, I can make sure you have a hot and full meal tonight."
When he heard that there was food to eat, Dabing happily waved the flag of surrender.
Hedway followed behind and asked Osprey in a low voice, "Hi, hello, can you help me contact Boss Sava?"
Osprey raised an eyebrow, "General Sava?"
"Yes, General Sava," Hedwig quickly corrected the address, "He is our boss, and we are all his juniors, who were forced to join the army."
As he spoke, he showed Osprey the chat group on the terminal.
"I see..." Osprey thought for a moment, "But General Sava is not here now."
"But," he soothed, "you'll always see him if you follow us."
That night, they each received two cans of piping hot canned food. Dabing said that this was the most delicious food he had ever eaten and he would never forget it even if he lived to be eighty years old.
In addition, they were connected to the signal and learned some frightening news.
It turned out that when they were being executed by their superiors, Golden Eagle had already decided to have the military surrender.
If the lurking Osprey had not heard him shouting the word "Hedway" and decided to come out to rescue him, then these soldiers would have died in vain an hour before the ceasefire notice was issued.
"Then I really died in vain."
Dabing was so scared that he got goose bumps all over his body. He felt the god of death's scythe was about to pass by his neck. Just a millimeter away, they would die.
After dinner, Hedwig patted the pillow he was given.
The dry and clean temporary cells are much more comfortable than the stinking trenches.
He was about to take a long nap, but when he turned over, he saw Dabing sitting up. "Fuck! Did they arrest Heinz?"
The soldiers on the big bunk bed pricked up their ears, "Who? Who caught him?"
"That group of civilian officials!" Pancake turned the terminal over and showed it to them. "They betrayed Heinz and surrendered to the revolutionary army. They tied Heinz up and prepared to hand him over to the revolutionary army—"
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Boom!
The knees fell heavily to the ground.
The skinny blue-haired young man was kicked in the knee and fell to his knees. His Majesty the Jellyfish, who had just ascended the throne for only 8 hours, became a prisoner.
Heinz had a bruised nose and blood on his face. He rolled his eyes slightly and saw a pair of shiny big leather boots walking towards him.
Size 46 big feet.
He has been polishing these shoes for many years.
The embarrassed Heinz grinned silently.
The deputy secretary, along with a group of beta civil servants, said righteously, "Marshal Sava, as you know, this jellyfish traitor still has 100,000 garrison troops, who can fight the revolutionary army to the death. But we will not allow him to resist stubbornly."
"The capital planet is very important to us. Every blade of grass and every tree here carries our memory. We hope to avoid war and preserve the streets and buildings."
"Therefore, we specially hand this thief over to you for you to deal with!"
Sava glanced sideways and saw Heinz curled up weakly on the ground.
He crossed his arms. "Oh? Was this your idea?"
The deputy secretary said righteously: "It is genuine."
Sava stepped on the back of the jellyfish, pressed it down, and sneered: "I think this is the idea of this B person."
Civil servants: "..."
Looking again, Heinz was almost curled up in excitement.
Young Master! Step on me! Young Master! Step on me! Please be sure to use your furry pads to step on this bad guy like me to death!
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