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Chapter 65 Emergency Food

"Is this a country that was captured in just these ten days?"

Not long ago, in a restaurant with a fairly elegant environment, Liang Bing put down his wine glass and mentioned it casually.

She has seen through everything about Wang Xiao. Whether you believe what he says or not, there is nothing you can do about it.

Go ahead and mess with him, this kid is more prickly than a hedgehog, and he always gives you the feeling that it's absolutely not worthwhile to mess with him.

"Yeah." Wang Xiao nodded.

He is different from any god who needs to take sides, because he does not have life-and-death enemies, so he is not worried about others knowing that he has some ambition to become a king, nor is he worried about who will easily fight against him and gain his influence.

As long as he doesn't expose Wang Daoxing for a certain period of time, it will be fine.

No need to hide it everywhere.

"Then you are quite ruthless?" Liang Bing raised his eyebrows slightly.

She could roughly guess Wang Xiao's path. In fact, this kind of situation is not uncommon in the universe. Isn't it just a god or a super warrior becoming the king of a certain mortal world?

If you don't want to commit suicide, even Keisha won't care about this thing.

This is God's order.

Sanctioning extreme freedom does not mean that no one is free. God is superior to others, and what should be enjoyed should be enjoyed by others.

But to defeat a force in just ten days, if it weren't for someone as rich, handsome, and talented as she was, she felt that Wang Xiao would have killed him ruthlessly and conquered all the forces in the country.

"It's okay. I'm not as good at following the rules as Sister Bing. Anyway, I just need a stool under my butt to sit on." Wang Xiao neither admitted nor denied. He always spoke clearly but vaguely.

But one thing he said was right, he really didn't follow Liang Bing's rules when doing things.

Although Liang Bing is the King of Demons, she still acts from the perspective of divine authority, just like when she goes to find the ruler of the other side, she talks if she can, and leaves if she can't.

Although, it was also related to the fact that she couldn't directly reveal that she was Morgana, so she could only make insinuations.

But at least Liang Bing is having a good conversation with people now, and will raise the table if the conversation fails.

As for him, even though he didn't kill anyone with his own hands, he could still be regarded as single-handedly promoting the forced change, and then supporting a queen to take power.

rough.

But it works.

Because he has no time to spend on this, nor does he have the time to cultivate relationships with those people. He will not even spend much time cultivating relationships with his possible future warriors, so he will do it as quickly as possible.

Because he has no choice.

When it comes to the throne, you either have the same ancestry, blood, and roots, just like Ge Xiaolun is to the Xia Kingdom. The position is clearly laid out... No matter how many people die in the future, whether they are smart or stupid, they are the main gods.

With people of the same blood and origin, everyone is a compatriot, and no matter what happens, you will get the natural support of the soldiers.

The sword points straight, invincible.

The same goes for Lena.

Even Cheng Yaowen and Hua Ye can respond to everything at once.

Either it is the same order, the same belief, goodness, justice, evil, death...

Just like Morgana, in addition to the suppression of absolute strength and charisma, there is also a common evil belief derived from the strongest desire of a living body.

Although Morgana's warriors come from all over the world, they will fight for Morgana sincerely, with common beliefs and common interests.

As for angels, they are half blood and half faith.

What does Wang Xiao have?

He has nothing but his own abilities, and even these ten days were squeezed out by him.

When he becomes king outside the territory, he has neither blood compatriots nor a common country, nor the same belief. Even if he shows off his kindness and cultivates deep affection, he cannot breed willing followers like any other king, nor can he breed any followers who are naturally willing to serve him.

A warrior who fights... let alone in such a short period of time.

Therefore, his method is simple and straightforward, although it is gentle enough.

Sit down and talk later.

Otherwise, where can he find a throne to sit on? And then expand his power?

What? Why do you have to be king?

This question is very ridiculous.

If you don't call yourself the king, you will always be a heavy warrior, and you will always have to rush to the front by yourself, and you have to do everything by yourself.

At least you have to collect resources... What? Hand rubbing? Doesn't it take time to rub hands?

Obtaining super genes, growing in strength, and becoming king outside the region is actually a very clear route, and it is also the route he must take.

No matter how unfavorable his kingly way is compared to others, and no matter how great his disadvantage is, he still has to be king.

If there are any disadvantages, just sew and mend them.

As for the indulgence, pleasure, or beauty underneath, they are all trivial details that are not worth mentioning.

His path will be like this, at least in the early stage.

And as long as he is clear-headed, he doesn't need to explain to anyone, and he doesn't need to tell the mortals of Wang Daoxing what he wants to do, and what kind of future he wants to bring them... They can't understand, and they will have random thoughts.

In his plan, as long as the queen whom he supports obediently obeys him, all other problems can be made up for with technology.

Although he has no fighting power for the time being, he has stolen resources to strengthen his strength, and he can collect them himself in the future, creating a virtuous cycle.

If your thoughts are not unified, your thoughts can be guided by genes and brainwashed by empty definitions.

And that little girl really knows how to advance and retreat, knows how to be grateful, and knows the situation better.

He hadn't even brainwashed her yet, but she was told to do whatever she wanted, to change the country's name, to change her name, and she wasn't annoyed even if she was teased by him - this was what he needed now.

Be obedient, be good, and don't let him talk nonsense.

He, Lao Wang, is not a good person who still licks a strange little girl after showing kindness. It doesn't matter if he is called Ling Hua or Nu Wa. If that doesn't work, just change her name.

In the known universe, there is no queen luckier than this little girl, and there are no mortals luckier than the mortals in this country.

Because he needs a throne, he brings them immortality and even eternal life.

Even if they are the worst, he can lead them to become one of the few god-level civilizations in the known universe.

Although he doesn't mind that in most people's eyes, he seems to be just for indulgence, and it doesn't matter what others think.

Who said he wasn't just for indulgence?

Without power and status, how could he win over Bingbing?

Eating soft food?

What is matching? Only a king is worthy of a king.

Look now, why does Liang Bing really call him brother?

Because now they are the same kind of people.

The bastard king is also a king.

"Then you have to be careful. If there is too much noise, the angels may cause trouble for you." Liang Bing kindly advised his little brother, but also smiled half-heartedly: "If you can't rely on me anymore, my devil will come to you."

No. 2 will always be assigned to you.

It’s not like there weren’t any girls back then, it’s just that there aren’t any now.”

Yes, even now, she still wants to recruit Wang Xiao whenever possible.

There is no doubt about it.

"I want to fuck the boss." Wang Xiao raised his head and glanced at her.

Liang Bing froze immediately and gritted his teeth in anger: "It's your uncle, if it were anyone else, I would crush him to death!"

"I want to fuck the boss anyway." Wang Xiao lowered his head and cut the meat indifferently.

"Go and be your country bumpkin king!"

"Okay, okay, I'll take a step back and do whatever I want..."

"None of them work!"

"If you're not sincere, just say you're not sincere. Come on, sister, open your mouth and eat meat, ah..."

"roll!"



Wang Xiao and Liang Bing chatted all the way until evening. Anyway, Liang Bing was not afraid of him following him no matter what he did.

On the contrary, she quite liked him following her.

Apart from the nonsense, everyone feels quite at ease.

When Wang Xiao went home and wanted to sleep, he discovered that there were also programs on the Juxia.

A gala party.

Wang Xiao was eating watermelon, standing in the back row and patted Sun Wukong on the shoulder, pointing his chin at the graceful Di Leina on the stage: "You dance very well."

Sun Wukong turned around and was stunned: "Why are you so mysterious? And... what is this little thing? A toy?"

He looked curiously at a little... little girl floating next to Wang Xiao?

A white-haired little girl about one meter tall, with a small crown on her head, beautiful white and pink clothes, a small cloak, and cute big eyes, was floating around Wang Xiao.

"Emergency food." Wang Xiao replied casually.
Chapter completed!
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