Chapter 64: Garbage [VIP]
The Holy Land of Marijoa can be said to be a prime example of "all show and no substance".
In order to highlight the nobility and advancement of the Celestial Dragons, part of the ground in the holy land was designed as a moving walkway - that is, a ground that can automatically move forward.
It sounds very high-tech, doesn't it? Yale thought it was an electrically driven slide, but he didn't expect it to be pulled by manpower.
When the metal ball flew into the operating space below the aisle and transmitted the image of the slaves curled up there to him, Yale really wanted to applaud this group of Celestial Dragons.
They are really something. The government science class has even developed human cloning, but here they are still using the feudal slave system.
"...Tsk tsk, in a sense, to be able to turn most of the Celestial Dragons into a bunch of lazy and useless people, that Lord Yimu and his men are indeed not ordinary natives~"
Lying on the roof of a mansion in the holy land, Yale put his hands behind his head, looking relaxed and comfortable as he enjoyed the night view.
He captured the brain waves released by everyone here. Although many Tianlong people had fallen asleep, they were still active in their dreams.
Someone dreamed that he caught a mermaid with his own hands, tied her up and walked past other people, receiving a lot of admiring praise.
Some people also dreamed that they defeated the leader of the Knights of God, stepped on him and laughed, with cheers and applause behind them.
Yale was too lazy to catch any more.
He couldn't catch anything useful from these guys whose brains were smaller than paramecium.
"Come on, it's still early. There'll be plenty of time for you to sleep later!"
As he finished speaking, invisible power spread around.
On the soft and comfortable big bed, the Tianlong people who were soundly asleep opened their eyes without warning.
These guys are silly on a daily basis, and it is even easier to control them than to control the ordinary people on the island.
"Saint Charles? Can't you sleep? Let me help you change clothes..."
"Saint Charlos?"
Inside the mansion, all the slave servants and guards knelt on the ground when their Celestial Dragon master passed by.
They were terrified. This was the first time that this lord woke up after falling asleep and left the bedroom barefoot without calling his servants.
Everyone is afraid that the other party will punish them for their lack of vision.
Because with this young master's temper, if you are not good-looking, you will not just be whipped, but your eyes will be gouged out.
However, for some reason, the young master did not lose his temper and did not even say a word.
He just walked forward, down the stairs, and hurried out the door as if he was in a hurry to do something.
Although everyone was puzzled, they still quickly followed him out with their clothes and shoes.
At the same time, servants in other mansions also acted like them, and their masters also woke up and walked out without any warning.
The news of the Celestial Dragons' collective movements spread quickly to the Five Elders and the Knights of God. In the most secluded flower room of the Holy Land, a servant quickly reported the situation to His Majesty who was standing among the flowers.
"They've all been controlled and can't be awakened no matter what we do. The Five Elders and the Knights of God have already been dispatched and are searching for that despicable outsider!"
The trembling of the fingertips startled the butterfly away.
Yim did not look at the maid who was kneeling to report, but looked past her and at the man who suddenly appeared among the flowers not far behind her.
With her bright red hair hanging down behind her, Yale put her hands behind her back, leisurely admiring the sea of flowers blooming around her.
Quickly, he reached out and plucked a handful, put it under his nose to smell it, and then casually threw it back on the ground.
"That's great. I'm a little envious of you." Yale said in a cheerful voice.
"You live in a place with flowers and grass, but I have to face a pile of cold metal every day. All I can do is watch anime and eat."
The maid looked at him as if she were facing a great enemy.
Yimu was calm and raised his head slightly after hearing his words.
"If you like, Mu can give you a bigger garden."
"Oh~" Yale was very interested.
"Are you saying you want to give me this planet as a garden?"
"...Be frank, how can you leave?" Yim didn't intend to continue talking nonsense.
After the Five Elders and Yale broke down in their talks, she knew very well that it was a fight to the death between them.
But - she was unwilling to accept it, of course she would not accept it.
Last time, a group of aliens came to shake their rule, and this time another one came!
"Hey, hey, don't lump me in with them. It's too cheap for me." Yale couldn't stand it anymore.
He had never heard of the moon people. They were probably just a small civilization that had just reached level one. Not long after they came out, they were destroyed by the coalition forces of twenty countries. It was funny to think about it.
He didn't care about the ruler's bitter past, nor did he care about the grudges between him and the moon people.
If it weren't for the necessary process, he would have just bombarded and cleaned up the place without even bothering to talk nonsense with anyone.
Sitting back leisurely, Yale crossed his legs, looked into Yim's eyes, and asked seriously, "I'm asking you one last time. Will you give me the right to rule this planet or not?"
Yim answers his question with an actual attack—she certainly won’t give up the throne of King of the World to him.
The pentagram array lit up in the air along with the spread bat wings.
A book also engraved with a pentagram floated in Yim's hand, and the pages turned, accompanied by mysterious smoke coming out.
Yim held the hunting rifle which was a little too big for her body, and blasted out a powerful energy with a "bang".
Yale did nothing, just watched the opponent's movements and attacks with great interest, as if he was following an anime.
The power completely enveloped him, and then disappeared without a trace as if nothing had happened.
A gentle breeze blew across the lawn, gently swaying the fragile flowers without even damaging their leaves.
Yale's hair was a little messy. He raised his hand to push away the hair that was blocking his eyes. His golden pupils were bright and contained an obvious smile.
"Hmm..." After a moment's hesitation, in order not to hurt the feelings of the actor who had put in so much effort, Yale generously commented, "Not bad. You can attack again one, two, three, a hundred times, until you are tired."
He reached into the air, pulled out a devil fruit and took a bite, as if he wanted to continue enjoying this personal show presented by the King of the World himself.
Outside the flower room, a drama performance was also being performed in the large square of the holy land.
The alarmed Five Elders and the Knights of God found Yale sitting above the square with almost no effort.
The Five Elders have transformed into the beast form of the Devil Fruit. The ferocious monsters burning with black flames are using all their strength to attack the defenseless Yale in the air.
The result was naturally obvious. Even the attack of the King of the World was ineffective. How could their attacks really hurt him?
"That's it. Line up and go in. This is the new home that I, your respected Captain Yale, have prepared for you!"
"Yes, respected Captain Yale!"
"Thank you so much! I will repay you with my hard work for the rest of my life!"
"I will never forget your kindness to us, and we will reform ourselves!"
A voice responded from below.
The controlled Tianlong people were in tears and lined up to walk into a crack in front of them.
The gap trembled, like a dark, vertical eye, coldly watching them walk into hell.
This is the subspace that Yale left behind on a whim after eating the Music Demon King.
He said it was useful to keep it there, as a place to store garbage. As long as it was garbage, it could go in.
No one can wake up these Celestial Dragons who have voluntarily jumped into hell. The Five Elders and the Knights of God, who have already tried various methods, are aware of this.
At this moment, they would never have peace unless they defeated this man.
With fanatical admiration for Captain Yale, Saint Don Quixote Musgarud entered the gap.
He missed a step and let out a scream of terror as his mind regained consciousness.
After that, he fell into a pile of garbage that gave off a foul and rotten smell, and couldn't help but retching several times.
Also retching were the other Celestial Dragons who had fallen in.
They never wore hoods when they slept in the holy land, and they had never smelled such a bad smell.
Subconsciously, they retched and ordered their servants to help them up quickly or get rid of the stench.
However, the servants who used to be available at any time have disappeared, and only these Celestial Dragons of noble blood are lying on the garbage dump.
The Celestial Dragons will not enslave each other, they will only look down on each other.
They could only stand up, look around, and try to think about why they were there and what kind of capital punishment they should give to the culprit.
Soon, it seemed that all the Tianlong people came in.
Saint Musgarud suddenly caught a glimpse of light from the corner of his eye. He turned his head and saw a lit screen.
The screen was white, with a one-eyed furry ball in the middle that looked like it deserved a beating.
Maoqiu made a smiling expression and switched to the Dangyang voice pack, sounding particularly annoying.
"Welcome everyone to become the first employees of the island group waste treatment plant. I will be your supervisor and manager - you can call me Terminal 1937."
Its appearance gave the Tianlong people a way to vent their anger.
Many people took garbage and threw it at the screen, but the screen was too high, and the untrained Tianlong people couldn't even hit it.
Terminal 1937 continued unfazed, "In the spirit of humanitarianism, the respected Captain Yale will conduct a fair trial on you. Your charges and punishment will be voted on by the planet's natives tomorrow. Please stay tuned~"
After saying that, the screen went dark, and in this place full of garbage, the only light left was the light of the space itself.
The bizarre, colorful and chaotic colors are particularly creepy, but what is even more creepy is the garbage falling from high places from time to time.
On Sixis Island, several young men in black uniforms poured garbage from cardboard boxes into a cracked black gap, sighing as they did so.
"It's so pitiful. It's a miracle that some of them are still alive today."
"Yeah, I didn't dare to watch when they were treating their wounds. It was too scary..."
"Damn Celestial Dragons!"
"That's right, damn Celestial Dragons!"
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