I really don't want to hang up

The Count of Monte Cristo leaves the palace alive.

The secretary-general sat in a small reception room and began to think wildly.

He has read a lot of history books and knows history very well, even Qiyun's history.

Back then, in Qiyun, it was an executioner who hanged Mr. Luden.

But the executioner did not gain immortality, but the queen who gave the order survived.

In Shenbang, the one who signed the secret decree was Saint Al, and he stabbed the first knife.

In other words, Lu Deng had to be executed legally, and the old king signed the decree, and the fruit of eternal life would automatically fall into his arms!
The Secretary-General is currently engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

He has no interest in eternal life, the secretary-general just wants to live a simple life, and it would be best if nothing changes!

If you really want to change, it is best to change subtly.

Don't learn anything new, don't try anything new.
For others, immortality is an irresistible temptation, but for the Secretary-General, it is a bitter pill that is difficult to swallow.

The secretary-general knew very well that the old king could not refuse.

Even if the hope is slim, the old king will try.

The Secretary-General does not think that the elderly can succeed.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if it succeeds, so what?

Empress of Al, Augustus, Qiyun
In the known camp of immortals, they are all Luden's people!
The old king ascended to the throne by killing the road, and appointed him to have no good fruit.

If His Majesty the King was in his prime and still young at this time, with his wisdom, he would probably be able to figure this out.

Unfortunately, no if.

In these years, the king shrouded in the shadow of death, has an almost abnormal desire to extend his life!
No matter how crazy he did, the Secretary-General was not surprised.

It's just that the Secretary-General hopes that His Majesty the King will maintain his final sanity, at least...don't act like a desperate gambler.

The last trace of luck in the Secretary-General's heart was completely shattered by a figure.

When a woman appeared in the palace, it was as natural as returning home.

She received the old man like an emperor, and in front of her, the king of the Little United Kingdom would also submit.

The Secretary-General's heart fell rapidly into the bottomless abyss.

He is very clear.

Your Majesty, it's time to go to the gambling table.

On that day, several inconspicuous orders came from the palace.

The Secretary-General from the Traffic Management Office, armed with a Wang Order, was ordered to arrest Chief Inspector Field of the Security Force.

Field has been the Chief Inspector in Fog City for ten years, with great power and intricate connections, weaving a huge network of interests, and his position is as stable as Mount Tai.

Today, Mount Tai collapsed.

Field was still a high-ranking chief inspector one second, and became a prisoner the next second.

When arrested, Field asked a stupid question,

"Mr. Luden is dead?"

In his opinion, only when Mr. Luden died would he come to this end.

The Secretary-General did not answer the question.

He was very busy and hurried to the next one.

After arresting Inspector Field, the Secretary-General came to the Santa Fe neighborhood without stopping.

He announced the latest urban plan. According to this plan, more than one-third of the Santa Fe block will be demolished, and even if it is not demolished, it will be divided into other blocks.

...

For the Santa Fe neighborhood who are used to the treatment of a country within a country, this announcement instantly caused a huge stir!
People took to the streets to vent their anger with practical actions, but there was nothing they could do.

In the Little United Kingdom, the word of the king is the decree.

When a king decides to do something, few people can change anything.

In addition to breaking up the Santa Fe neighborhood, an order was also placed on the desk of the new Chief Inspector.

He needs to repatriate the illegal immigrants in Wudu, especially those gods in the Santa Fe neighborhood.

Give them a ticket and let them go to the New World, or return to the war-torn land.

pick one of two.

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.

The Secretary-General went to tax agencies and regulatory agencies to request investigations into mergers and acquisitions in the past ten years to see if there were any illegal acts such as insider trading.

Any company associated with this matter will be frozen during this period.

They can't get loans from banks, can't pay for goods normally, and can't pay employees wages.
The only thing they can do is repay the loan.

This is the mercy of the king.

While traveling around, the Secretary-General also took time to visit a middle-aged man.

He is not familiar with this middle-aged man. He has heard of the other party's name, read every article of the other party, and can even recite most of them.

The Secretary-General came to visit and just announced one thing:

"You were expelled."

The middle-aged man and his family must leave Wudu within three days.

As for where they go the king doesn't care.

Expulsing this middle-aged man was the easiest thing the secretary-general had done today.

He also has to go to the patent office to review whether the company's patents are legal and compliant, and whether they involve monopoly.

In the carriage, the Secretary-General met the former chairman of Fung Asia Bank. He hadn't seen him for a few years. He seemed to be decades old with gray hair.

The original chairman complained about how those savages stole his bank.

He wants to go to court to get his shares back.

The Secretary-General declined to comment on this matter.

He went to St. Peter's Sanatorium again, announcing that the sanatorium was about to undergo renovation and rectification. During the renovation period, St. Peter's Sanatorium was closed to the public and no one was allowed to enter or leave.

The day passed quickly, and the secretary-general was like a spinning top, whipped by an invisible whip, spinning around the fog city.

Everything he does is the will of the kingdom.

And the Secretary-General is very clear.

What does it mean to do it all by yourself.

Declare war.

His Majesty the King used the Count of Monte Cristo as a breakthrough to declare war on Mr. Loudon.

Field, Santa Fe Blocks, Blessed Exchange, St. Peter's Nursing Home.
This is a long-planned war.

The old king did not waste his last time, he had already laid out a careful plan, and only needed a fuse!

The appearance of the Count of Monte Cristo is the best opportunity!

Cooperate with the Church of Knowledge to find a way to legally kill Luden and win this war.

The Secretary-General does not find it wise to do so.

The secretary-general doesn't think the old king has a chance of winning, even if there is obviously a shadow of the immortal behind the church of knowledge.

They were no match for Mr. Luton.

But the secretary-general is just a knife, the knife responsible for carrying out the orders of the old king.

Even if he doesn't do these things, it's the same if someone else does it, it's just a matter of efficiency.

Finally, the tired Secretary-General returned home, dismissed the servants, and locked himself in the study alone.

He took out a dusty ancient book from the secret compartment.

On the cover of the ancient book, there is a simple word written in Qiyun language:

greedy.

Spread out the ancient books, the air is filled with the smell of dust, as if you can talk to people hundreds of years ago.

The secretary lowered his eyes and said in a low voice,

"Knowledge guides the way we go"