Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1487 Identity
"So, are you going to tell anyone else about this? I know you don't want to make it public, but are you sure you don't want to tell your father?"

"After thinking it over, I decided to tell him myself. But I hope you can tell his master."

"Can I ask why?"

"Because telling everyone would be a burden to me. But telling my grandfather is too big a matter to trouble you. But you can help me talk to my master."

"Why not tell me now? We're about to go back."

The work in Warsaw was drawing to a close. Shangluo was here mainly to oversee the Prussian Night Service's occupation of Poland.

Everything is going well here. Shangluo did not directly contact the Polish authorities, but just watched from the street. At this time, direct observation on the street is the most effective, because it can directly observe how the living conditions of the civilians here have changed.

Now it seems that not much has changed here - at least not apparently.

It doesn't look big enough. Because Shangluo doesn't really have infinite sympathy for people who have nothing to do with him, his sympathy is limited. It's mainly focused on - he doesn't want to see elves popping up here.

If there is visible suffering here, then some people will definitely turn to the thorns of the elves, because you persuade the locals to resist one hell in front of another. If both sides are similar, and the elves can bring temptations such as longevity, immortality, and combat power, then some people will choose to turn to the other side even if they have to sell themselves.

The oppressed are likely to do anything, and even the Heaven cannot keep an eye on this place forever.

Therefore, the most important thing is whether it is possible to calm down here. As for the deep-seated problems related to the long-term development of the future under the calm, he has no time to consider them. Because at this time, it is inefficient for him to consider the future development of a single nation. It is more important to improve the "floor" of the entire earth, because this can comprehensively boost the living standards of all people, not just a single nation.

Everyone will have enough to eat, and it will be soon. And after having enough to eat, everyone will have a better future. This does not require Shangluo to pay special attention to it, because a grain of gold sand flowing from the fingertips of the heaven will turn into a mountain when it falls to the mortal world.

In Poland, there has never been a problem of not having enough food from the beginning. Because compared to the vast area of ​​Poland, the population here is not large. What Shangluo needs to pay attention to is whether the lives of the residents here will decline. As long as it does not decline now, it will definitely rise in the future. The Night Shift Bureau may take something from here, but as long as they do not go too far, this kind of taking is nothing compared to the grace of heaven.

"Very good." Shangluo nodded. "It seems that the Night Shift Bureau still knows the rules."

"I think this is normal - what else can we do?" Wen Yuan asked in surprise.

"Your moral standards are still too high, so you can't imagine what would happen in places with low moral standards. If we weren't supervising, it would be very normal for something like exhausting the resources here. Nothing has happened now, probably because the Night Shift Bureau doesn't have any worldly desires."

The occupation plan for Poland was presented to Shangluo by the Prussian Night Service that evening.

According to the plan, the Prussian government would not occupy Poland, but the Night Service would, as a transnational organization, bring the Polish branch under the jurisdiction of the Prussian General Administration. As a result, the Prussian Night Service hoped to upgrade itself to a certain extent.

"Very good, I approve it." Shang Luo nodded. "Your request is reasonable. The Prussian Night Service has the ability to expand its jurisdiction, and has also proved that it has considerable restraining power over the behavior of the Prussian government. Then, you should be rewarded."

Shangluo handed the plan back to the acting director - Hans, the official director of the Prussian Night Service, had entered a silent working state. In this state, his language expression center and many other physiological functions related to expression were suppressed. In this case, the mind can be maintained and maintained while retaining high-level thinking.

In this situation, Hans was no longer able to continue to perform administrative functions, so there was an acting director, who was nominated from within the Night Service and was the former leader of the Secret Service.

Shangluo approved the change and considered their request:

"Then, remove the title of Prussia. The Prussian Night Service will be changed to the Third Service. You can expand the scope of the Third Service on your own and include Poland in your scope of operations. You don't have to limit it to Prussia. The rest is up to you. Today's matter is off to a good start. I hope you can cherish this good start and lay the foundation for our future cooperation."

"As you command." Although Shangluo acted very politely, the more polite he was, the more respectful the other party became.

Because at this time, such politeness would make them feel cold and unapproachable. This is also what Shangluo wanted to express.

He would not be responsible for the actions of the Night Shift Bureau, but he would supervise their actions. If the Night Shift Bureau's actions were unreasonable, he would not give them a chance to correct their mistakes before intervening. They had no chance to correct their mistakes, and the result of failure was immediate abandonment, because there was no paper bond between them and Shangluo, and they could only rely on his trust.

"Happy cooperation, then, Mr. Schwartz."

"Yes, I wish you a nice day."

Schwartz bowed deeply. Shangluo's "politeness" was a synonym for horror to them. A friend calling "Mr." "Mr." was a kind of teasing. But a god called "Mr." meant that he refused to communicate - Schwartz didn't think of this at the beginning. But in his contact with Shangluo, he learned these things from the attitude of these Zhendan people.

He watched Shangluo climb onto the command tower of the submarine. The huge warship that emerged from the dry land slowly sank in front of him, and the magic circle that made it appear also sank into the ground after the submarine disappeared.

Two hours later, the submarine appeared at the Longjiang Naval Port.

The good thing about Yingtian is that there are open waters everywhere. The submarines of the Athenian Navy can enter and exit here normally, and there is no need to draw a magic circle every time they land.

Emerging from the Yangtze River, the submarine docked at the pier in normal procedure. The crew did not disembark, but just sent Shangluo to the door. After all, they would consume phlogiston if they surfaced, so it would be more economical to stay in the ship.

There weren't many people coming here to pick him up - because Shangluo didn't have the habit of notifying people to pick him up, and they basically came back suddenly from an unspecified place to save everyone's communication costs. But this time was an exception, he notified Lu Qianhu in advance, and asked Lu Qianhu to meet at the dock so that he could explain the matter to Wenyuan.

As friends in the first half of life and masters in the second half, although the two are actually about the same age, as a person, Wen Yuan's actual feelings are only as old as Shangluo.

"Very good, very good." Seeing Wen Yuan getting off the boat, Lu Huaiyang stood there with his hands behind his back, "Are you sure you know?"

Wen Yuan nodded.

He looked at Shangluo again: "Shangluo, was it you who told him?"

Shangluo also nodded.

"Then things will be easy." Lu Huaiyang put his hand on Wen Yuan's shoulder and pulled him down from the pier to a place far away from the water.

Then he threw him to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw:
"Pay back the money!!!!!!!!! 4 years before death and 17 years after death, I owed it for 21 years! Pay it back with interest!"

"Master! I didn't know I owed you money!!!"

"Ah? Your memory hasn't recovered?"

"No, no." Shangluo hurriedly explained, "He just knew it, but his memory has not been restored. The person is gone, and the memory cannot be restored."

“Tsk, forget it.” Lu Huaiyang stretched out his hand and pulled Wen Yuan up—and swung him against the wall with his backhand, smashing the concrete dock and cracking it: “You don’t want to be a good person, but run over to build your foundation! Run over to die! Do you know how sad your uncle and aunt are!!!”

"Everyone said I didn't recover my memory! I don't know!"

"Even if you don't know, I can't get over this! I've wanted to beat you up for a long time. I didn't beat you up before because I was afraid of beating you to death! Now that you've eaten the golden elixir and are no longer afraid of death, I'll consider it a kindness if I don't beat you to death!"

"But... cough." Wen Yuan fell off the wall, "I think you beat me a lot."

"Beating you before was in the past, and beating you now is two different things! I beat you in the past, and I beat you now."

He stretched out his hand and tried to pull Wen Yuan up again. Wen Yuan shrank back suddenly, holding her head and squatting in defense: "I won't be fooled twice."

"Think it over carefully. I can hit you anytime I want, there's no need to worry about now."

"." Wen Yuan looked up at him and stretched out her hand.

This time, he was not thrown against the wall again.

"Master, I was wrong."

"You don't have to apologize. It's not your fault." His predecessor was indeed dead. Daozu would not save a living person casually. Wen Yan was indeed "pulled up" by Daozu after his own continuity was completely interrupted. In other words, he just grew two different trees from the same seed. It doesn't make any difference to say they are twins. What he did before really shouldn't be blamed on him.

"You know it's not my fault, why are you hitting me?"

"I have been holding my breath until now, so what's wrong with you being beaten by me? I haven't beaten you to death yet. Say another word?"

"." Wen Yuan didn't dare to speak.

"Ahem." Lu Huaiyang shook his hands and looked at Shangluo: "Thank you Shangluo, you did a great job. This kid's emotions have always been unstable. I was afraid that after I told him, he would have a sense of crisis in psychological identity. After you told him, he is now fine."

[The person is indeed fine, but it seems that he is about to be beaten to death. Shangluo, his vital signs plummeted just now, as if he was half dead and then came back to life. ]

"It's okay. It seems you can still withstand quite a beating. But..." Shangluo didn't know whether to say the next sentence or not.

But after thinking it over, he still said: "Captain Lu, there is something I don't know whether I should say it or not."

"Speak, Shangluo, you can say anything." Although he beat someone up, Lu Huaiyang was in a very good mood. This matter was also a knot in his heart, and untying the knot made him feel very good, and he was in a very good mood after beating someone up.

"Wen Yuan, he wants to meet Daozu."

"Yes. Generally speaking, he shouldn't ask to see Daozu. However, Daozu has done you a great favor. Whether Daozu sees you or not, you should go and thank him."

"Not only that, he wants to discuss with Daozu whether he can make another breakthrough."

"Huh?!!!" Lu Huaiyang was stunned, "Another time?!!!"

"I don't dare anymore! Master! I don't dare anymore!!!" Wen Yuan immediately squatted down again and changed into a shock-resistant posture.

"Why are you hiding?" He pulled Wen Yuan up and said, "Good boy, you are really not afraid of death. I thought you would never dare to build your foundation again."

"You won't hit me?"

"Building your foundation is your own business, why should I hit you? No matter how many times you build your foundation, I will not stop you. All I can do is help you deal with the aftermath. This time is the same. Just don't cause me any more trouble this time, okay?"

Wen Yuan nodded vigorously: "I know this time. I really know."

"How do I know if you have an idea? Although your cultivation level has indeed reached that point, you should understand that not everyone who has reached that point can build a foundation."

"I have experience this time!"

"Does he have it?" Lu Huaiyang confirmed with Shangluo.

"He has it?" Shangluo didn't know. He still had to ask Daozu about this matter. Because Daozu was in charge of the previous matter. Shangluo didn't know whether he had a chance or not.

"Boy, do a good job." He patted Wen Yuan on the shoulder.

This force is different from before.

"Hmm? Wait, Master, have you established your foundation?"

"How did you get it?"

"This force is different. It used to be a huge force, but now it's... How should I put it? This force is even greater, but it doesn't seem to hurt anymore? How did you build your foundation?!"

"I established my foundation when I woke up two days ago. It was a natural process. I haven't told anyone else yet, and you are the first one to know about it. We practice the upright method of cultivating immortals, and it is normal for us to achieve celestial beings naturally."

"Then why hasn't your hair turned gray?"

"This, I am also surprised." Lu Huaiyang touched his hair. Indeed. After building the foundation, theoretically, the hair will turn into white hair. But after he built the foundation, his hair did not change color.

"Now that you mention it, it seems that it's not just my hair." Lu Huaiyang replied, "Originally, many people should have some physical characteristics after entering the Qi training stage, such as better skin. Now there are none. So, because it has become easier to break through the realm, so these transformations have disappeared? Wait, it turns out that I didn't build the foundation by myself, but took advantage of the rising spiritual energy. Tsk, then my luck is not bad. After all, my talent is not as good as this kid. This kid was so confident because of his talent more than ten years ago that he even thought about building the foundation. He cultivated twice, and each time it took him a few years to catch up with my cultivation level of more than ten years."

As he spoke, his fist started to itch again.

(End of this chapter)