It's dark at night, in the golden castle of the royal capital, and in the king's bedroom.

Becky Tarn sat up from the bed, took out a handkerchief to wipe the remaining sweat after exercise, put on her thin pajamas, came to the table and poured herself a glass of wine, took a sip, and walked to the terrace with the wine glass.

Overlooking the Royal City at night.

"Your Majesty the King...are you worried?"

On the soft big bed, the already quite old queen was naked, pulling the quilt to cover her breasts, looking at Becky's back with curious eyes like a deer.

They have been married for many years and have a deep understanding of each other's habits. When they were doing exercises just now, she obviously noticed that Becky was distracted and did not perform well... but she did not dare to say it openly.

Becky shook the wine glass and suddenly said: "Do you remember when the empire was first established?"

"It's been forty years. I was born not long ago. How would I know." The queen shook her head.

"I remember it very clearly." Becky said with some recollection in her tone: "I still remember the enthusiasm of the various tribes when they united. At that time, everyone held a beautiful vision, hoping to stop internal strife and friction, and gather the strength of all ethnic groups.

Completely eliminate the threat of alien beasts so that everyone can live in a safer world... I followed my father to participate in the tribal joint meeting on the eve of the establishment of the empire, and witnessed the Tarn clan finally becoming a royal family recommended by each tribe, and witnessed my father's coronation

ceremony."

The queen said softly: "It is these experiences that have made you wise. The empire has become stronger and stronger under your rule. This proves that the Tarn family is born with the blood of kings."

Becky shook his head: "These words are only for outsiders. There is no difference between Tarn and other tribes. It is only the glory and deeds of Raven Tarn, the ancestor, that established the blood relatives of our tribe to be respected."

Status, in fact, there has never been any bloodline of kings."

"What happened?" The queen said with worry. Usually Becky would not say this to her.:.

Becky's tone was low: "I heard some voices questioning Tarn's legal system."

The queen was surprised: "Who is so bold?"

"Some people who are unwilling to make small moves are becoming more and more frequent, and the source has not yet been found."

Becky said in a deep voice without looking back:

"The empire has only been established for just 40 years, but people's hearts have changed. The enthusiasm and original intention of jointly establishing the country are like embers, with only a tiny flame left, which can be extinguished at any time. When my father ruled, everything was stable, but when the throne

Once it was passed into my hands, the situation changed, and my father had anticipated this.

He told me that the bond of tribal unity is not strong, and the throne is the source of trouble. When everyone thinks that everyone can take a turn on the throne, chaos will arise, so it is the best choice for Tarn members to continue the inheritance.

It can avoid disputes and prevent the empire that was finally created from returning to the tribal era... But when each tribe elected Tarn as the royal family, they deliberately ignored one thing, that is, they did not admit that Tarn can hold the throne forever. Some people think that the throne will rotate.

, sooner or later they can also become a royal family."

The queen opened her mouth: "Someone wants to take away your majesty's throne?!"

"Maybe...even if it doesn't happen now, it will happen in the future. I was born before the empire was established, and I can still be barely recognized for continuing to hold the throne, but what about the next generation? The stronger the empire, the more feedback the royal family will receive from it, and some tribes will

The more unwilling you will be, sooner or later there will be people who claim to be qualified to covet the throne and compete for Tarn's legal authority."

Becky patted the balcony railing carefully and spoke forcefully: "Forty years is still too short. Only a longer rule can establish the legal system of Tarn! Therefore, in order to stabilize the rule, the development of the tribe must be suppressed and let

These people who came first from a clan and then came to a country have different opinions.

The people with a strong heart gradually weakened until they lost the ability to split the empire... I can tolerate the co-governance of the tribes, provided that they further recognize Tarn's legal system and support the empire. A country can only have one voice, and there can only be one strong army.

A bloodline qualified to occupy the throne.

Only by erasing the traces of the tribal era can we truly enter a new era of unified empire... Tarn is not a born king, so it will take several generations to convince the world that Tarn is the blood of the king! What I have to do is

Lay the foundation for continuation from generation to generation!”

Becky's eyes were burning with pride and ambition.

The queen said with admiration: "I believe your majesty can do it."

Becky shook his head and suddenly sighed: "It's difficult... The royal family can gather the resources of the whole country and widen the gap with other tribes. Those tribes will not sit back and watch. I want to ensure the advantages of the royal family and cannot share too much with them, so

They will not be satisfied. In order to protect the interests of their respective tribes, they will inevitably steal the empire's resources from places I can't see, slowly eroding the empire..."

As he spoke, Becky paused and said to himself:

"So I need more special resources, resources that cannot be easily copied, and are completely in the hands of the royal family, so that I can open a wider gap with the tribe..."

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and then there was a knock on the door.

"Your Majesty the King, I have something important to report!" came the voice of a close guard.

The queen quickly put on her clothes.

Becky returned to the house, put down her wine glass, and said in a deep voice: "Come in."

The door opened, and the trusted guard hurriedly walked in, saluted, and said: "Your Majesty, there is news from the Imperial Workshop that a new type of exotic blood potion has been successfully produced!"

Becky's expression suddenly changed, showing ecstasy.

Was the development really successful?!

He didn't care about sleeping anymore. He hurriedly walked outside the house in his pajamas and urged: "Let's go to the workshop now!"

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The secret workshop of the empire.

In the middle of the night, King Beki hurried over and immediately summoned the workshop leaders to report.

Everyone quickly gathered together.

"Your Majesty the King, these are two new types of different blood potions."

The person in charge of the workshop was beaming with joy, holding two boxes, placing them on the table and opening them, revealing two potions inside.

"What's the specific effect?" Becky maintained a steady tone, but actually she felt like a cat scratching her head.

"These two new types of exotic blood potions were made by Master Bill. He will explain their functions to Your Majesty."

The person in charge of the workshop spoke with respect.

The crowd made a way to reveal Bill among them. The workshop executives present looked at Bill with eyes full of respect and admiration.

The research and development of new blood medicines actually started before the founding of the People's Republic of China. At that time, each tribe was doing independent research. A few years after the establishment of the Terra Empire, through some exchanges of interests and means, the research progress of each tribe was gathered together. On this basis

Research and development has been carried out, but in the past forty years, technical difficulties have been unable to be overcome, and there has been almost no progress.

But since Bill joined the research and development team, the stuck research progress was finally pushed forward. It took only a few months to complete the project that had troubled them for decades. All the craftsmen in the secret workshop were shocked by Bill.

people.

Although Bill's "professional title" is still that of an expert pharmacist, all the craftsmen have already voluntarily given him the title of "master" and respect him extremely.

Of course, Zhou Jing himself knew that most of the credit actually belonged to the "item analysis function". Bill's pharmacy knowledge had not yet reached such a high level. Without this auxiliary function, he would be as helpless as other craftsmen.

Zhou Jing was personally descending on Bill at this time, standing out from the crowd and explaining with a smile:

"These two new types of potions, I have temporarily named them as Type 2 and Type 3 of the Alien Blood Potion. The Type 2 potion greatly improves the success rate of strengthening. Even if it fails, you will not die suddenly and the damage is reduced. The Type 3 potion can grant alien beasts

The special ability is more powerful than the original blood potion."

Hearing this, Becky could hardly hold back her expression and was so excited.

At this time, Zhou Jing added: "But both potions have flaws. Although the second potion is much safer than the original potion, the effect of strengthening each time is reduced a lot, and it only has a higher effect in the first three uses.

The success rate, if you continue to strengthen it, the failure rate will increase sharply, even lower than the probability of the original potion...

On the contrary, the three-type potion has an enhanced strengthening effect, but the failure rate also increases. Moreover, there can only be one kind of special ability. For example, if you obtain the fire ability of an alien beast, you can only strengthen the flame in the future, but you can no longer use other special abilities.

The three types of medicines, otherwise there will be conflicts, and the strengthening will fail and you will die."

Through the item analysis function, even without a large number of test samples, the specific effects of the two new types of blood medicines can be basically understood.

Becky suppressed the joy in her heart and started thinking about the changes that the two potions would bring.

Although the strengthening effect of the second-type potion is not as good as the original version, it is safer and gentler. If it is promoted and popularized, hunters in the future should mainly use the second-type potion, forming a group of "new era hunters" to replace the original hunters and become the mainstream.

The third type of potion will strengthen the rare "Special Hunter", which is stronger than the original version and becomes a new top source of combat power.

The original original hunter's strength is somewhere between the two.

Almost instantly, Becky made a decision.

These two new medicines must be controlled by the royal family!

The second-type potion can only be used among imperial hunters, imperial troops and royal guards. It must not be popularized on a large scale, especially tribes cannot master this technology... because this potion has the possibility of mass-producing an army of alien blood warriors!

Needless to say, the third-level potion can only be used to cultivate masters worthy of the royal family's trust!

All kinds of thoughts turned around, Becky looked at Bill, inexplicable emotions flashed in her eyes, mixed with surprise, possessiveness and fear.

It only took a few months to overcome the problem that the empire had not solved for decades... This Bill is definitely a once-in-a-century talent!

He must not be allowed to leave the royal capital even half a step, he must be tightly controlled, and he must not even be given too much freedom... Becky took a deep breath, her mood fluctuating.

Originally, no craftsman would be treated like this, even if he was extremely talented. But Bill's work results can almost subvert the hunter ecology and create a new model. It is already at the level of a mountain monster.

If Bill had spent several years or more than ten years to complete the research on the new alien blood medicine, Becky would not have the idea of ​​controlling freedom... But Bill's performance was beyond Becky's common sense, and he didn't feel like a human being.

With Bill's age and creativity, there is a high probability that he will develop more and more powerful formulas in the future... If there were no other tribes, Becky would also choose to win over them normally through interests, feelings, honor and other methods.

But once the tribe realizes Bill's amazing value, they will inevitably compete for this person. Becky does not want other tribes to have access to Bill.

Moreover, wooing is the next step. What is most feared is that some tribes will use radical methods to either kidnap Bill away or destroy it without leaving it to the royal family.
To be continued...