[Slow Wear] Assassin System

As the night gradually fell, the maids patrolled the magnificent rooms, drew the luxurious curtains, and re-examined the visits in the rooms.

No matter when the owner arrives in any room, every room must be ready for everything.

These maids are all Shmsans and free people from the first area. The first area is one of the areas that have been enslaved for a long time. All those who crazily worship the city of heaven will be selected. The Shmsans have given these people "free people" ", admitting that they have the qualifications to serve as lackeys, not consumables.

These free men are still reptiles and livestock to the Shmsans, but they also have the right to decide the life and death of other slaves.

These people are sometimes even crazier than the Shmsans when it comes to torturing slaves.

The new governor of a region has always attracted attention. It was originally rumored that Lord Bashir was likely to succeed him. He was young and handsome, and the maids who were lucky enough to be selected to be in charge of the small palace touched their chests and thanked Allah.

Unexpectedly, Bashir stepped down in the blink of an eye, and the real new governor... is even more handsome than him!

General Xuan, Shomsang, who doesn't know that General Xuan, the gun of Shmsang, is a young and powerful general with real power.

This time the girls no longer touched their chests, but happily fulfilled their wishes with all their strength.

The maids from the first district were looking forward to climbing into the bed of the new governor, while the maids of Shomsang were even more fanatical. How could they not be moved by such an opportunity to reach the sky in one step?

Who wouldn't want to live in the Heavenly City?

Contrary to the expectations of all the maids, Admiral Xuan is a master with a very good personality. He treats them very gently, and his requirements are simple. The only problem is...

"Oh, she came out." A black-haired maid put down the vase in her hand and turned around disdainfully.

Her voice was not low, at least the surrounding maids could hear it clearly, they laughed and laughed at the door of the study together.

The girl walked out of the study room, her white gauze skirt trailing on the dust-free floor, when she walked through the scarlet curtain, it seemed like a little goddess in mythology had fallen into the world, even the mask on half of her face was so cute and charming .

From the very first day when Admiral Xuan arrived here, he had this woman from the thirteenth district with him almost all the time. He never saw any maid in his eyes, but he arranged this person with a lower status next door to his bedroom.

Why is she?With her almost ruined face?Or with her good voice?

The general has already gone to meet the officials, and now there are only the guards, them, and this woman in this small palace.

The black-haired maid picked up the vase again and said loudly: "The layout of this palace is really beautiful. I heard that these are all handwritten by Master Bashir."

"Of course." Her free servant immediately cooperated, "People in Cretland don't understand this. These lowly things should really be grateful to the Sun City army for giving them a chance to open their eyes."

The black-haired maid smiled maliciously: "Don't say that, it makes people sad. Who doesn't know the royal family of Cretland, they are all dead, right? Anastasia?"

The girl lowered her head and quickly passed through them in public.

The maids didn't dare to do anything other than ridicule verbally, the girl walked safely back to her room, and gently closed the door.

With his back against the door, the long white skirt was spread out, and there were spots of scarlet on the skirt.

Griffith spread out his hands, and the palms of both hands were filled with dried blood.

If the pain hadn't awakened his reason, he probably couldn't pretend anymore.

The group of pathetic ants outside the door were not enough to affect his feelings, only Xuan Zilong could make him feel so painful and hated.

Bring him with you because of his plea for help?Save him because he is from District [-]?

What, what a ridiculous reason!Hypocrisy, perfunctory, lies!

So his parents and elders who were beheaded, his brothers, sisters and relatives who were tortured and killed, and his compatriots who were exhausted and inferior to livestock, all died because they couldn't ask for help?Does it deserve it?

Xuan Zilong, I will take your life!

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Miao Xuan sat comfortably on his seat, neither feeling a chill behind his back, nor wanting to sneeze or anything else.

There are a lot of people in this world who want him dead, but Xuan Zilong is so strong that no one can kill him.

It should be said that as long as there are Shu people in this world, they all have exceptionally tenacious vitality.

There are really very few Shu people, and there are no more than a hundred recorded. There is only one Miao Xuan in the thirteenth district, and there may be a little more in other areas. The largest gathering place of the Shu people is Tianshang City.

In this world, the best way to deal with an enemy of the Shu clan is to wait for him or her to die naturally... Although the life of the Shu clan is short, it seems really ironic.

Xuan Zilong, the most powerful fighter among the Shu people, has countless people waiting for him to die every day.

After Miao Xuan's personnel management, the number of officials in the thirteenth district was immediately reduced.

Miao Xuan and his future subordinates were sitting around a huge conference table, and Mu Aweiye stood behind Miao Xuan.

Every official who was fortunate enough not to be laid off stood up and reported his scope of duties and future arrangements in turn.

For Miao Xuan, Shomsang's bureaucratic structure is also relatively old-fashioned. If it is not an urgent matter, whether it is to discuss government orders or coordinate within a department, everyone likes to hold a banquet or something else as a buffer.

The communication between different officials is also relatively troublesome. Compared with the legal system, Shmsang prefers the rule of man.

Miao Xuan didn't want to care whether the world was ruled by man or by law, but since he came to District [-], let's start militarizing this area, which is convenient for management and fits Xuan Zilong's image.

Therefore, there were no banquets or receptions, but only a huge conference room. Under the pressure of Admiral Xuan, everyone sat down with trepidation, and reported in order to receive approval and write applications.

Don't even think about tampering with Cretland's minerals and water sources, they are all factors of production in the thirteenth district.

The slaves in Cretland should not be killed indiscriminately, they are all state property and labor force of the state.

Mu'awiyah quickly summarized the proposals that appeared at the meeting. I have to say that this kind of work efficiency is really high, and the effect of militarized management is amazing. An officer who strictly follows the military law will serve him very well. It's much more relaxing than moody and deep-minded adults.

After everyone reported in turn, Ai Ai looked at Miao Xuan who was sitting in the chief seat.

Miao Xuan looked at the system pop-up window that only he could see, and nodded: "The meeting is over."

All the officials showed expressions of relief in their hearts.

Miao Xuan got up to leave, and Mu Aweiye made up with a smile: "Next week, the general will start to patrol the [-]th district. Please be prepared, and you must ensure the safety of your Excellency the general."

Everyone: "..."

#Smile fades away#

First, the staff was laid off, and then they inspected various positions. Seeing that the management of the [-]th district is becoming more and more militarized, it seems that the sad future can already be foreseen...

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Miao Xuan and his little system returned to the bedroom.

After arriving in this world, Miao Xuan is willing to try everything that cannot be done in the radiation doomsday, such as changing the menu every day, staring at the green plants for an afternoon, visiting the palace garden every day, and emptying all the wine in the wine cabinet overnight Tried it all and blah blah blah.

Today's focus is on poultry.

All the officials who were ravaged and tortured at the meeting probably never dreamed of such a scene.

Their governor and admiral was sitting on the window sill at this time, although his back was still straight, but he was holding a large plate with various small biscuits on it, as well as a few fat, fufu brown bird balls.

Except on the plate and on the window sill, there are birds of different colors parked on Miao Xuan's head, and a little white bird is flying in his free hand, performing the bird's nirvana - laying hands .

【Wow!So cute, so cute!Dying to die!Brother Miao licks it again!right!Roll to the left! 】The Daji-style electronic sound is fluctuating crazily. If the small system has an entity, it must be an idiot at this time.

Miao Xuan complied with his request one by one, and the paralyzed little white bird in his hand chirped a few times comfortably.

So the little system started the next round of screaming.

Miao Xuan finally discovered that this system seemed to be a plush star. He not only put himself in a Daji shell, but also showed the greatest kindness to all plush creatures.

But these little birds are really rare, they are so small and soft, and they are still warm in the hand.

Although birds with the ability to fly are one of the most dangerous beasts in the last days, Miao Xuan once thought that no matter what these flat-haired beasts look like, he can still fight them, but if all the birds look like this...

cute!Very cute!

#真香#

The geographical environment of Cretland is good, and the royal palace is in the most affluent place. The birds and beasts raised in the garden of the royal palace are very close to people. Sharper and more obedient.

Miao Xuan's has been expressing friendly messages in his mental force field, and he is not stingy in providing food, so all kinds of small animals run to his room every day.

The power of nature has always been unnegligible. No matter what level of human technology goes, nature can always find a balance in the constant imbalance.

The royal capital was captured by Shomsang's fleet a few months ago, and the gardens of the royal palace are now full of vitality.

After masturbating the bird, the system's IQ finally returned to normal for a moment, and he continued to use the pop-up window to show Miao Xuan maps of the thirteenth district one after another.

Miao Xuan compiled the itinerary with the mentality of making a travel strategy.

In fact, Mu'awiyah has provided several inspection routes, but Miao Xuan prefers self-driving compared to following a group, and he has traveled a lot on the surface of the last days, and he has a lot of desires for a world that is not polluted by radiation. The place.

For example, Mu'awiyah would never include slums or recovery areas in Miao Xuan's tour route.

Miao Xuan rowed and rowed, and suddenly there was a jolt.

That's right, since the butler NPC is not happy, then he will take the props NPC to visit these places!They are locals!