Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 790 I'm Just an Infected Person

For some reason, Xia Feng, who was investigating the scene of the crime, suddenly changed his temperament and swung his fist at the military police who came with him.

"Lord Xia Feng, what a shame!"

"Stop hitting me, my own!"

"What's the matter, hold him down!"

At first, the soldiers and police were beaten in a daze, but gradually, they realized that Xia Feng had no intention of showing mercy, so they started a defensive counterattack.

Xia Feng didn't draw out the black and white twins, nor did he draw out the Shenyue Saber, but as if venting his anger, he punched these soldiers and policemen one by one, even denting the explosion-proof shields.

Until finally, the infected residents who heard the shouts rushed over.

Although Xia Fengfeng's appearance of beating the military police was very relieved, but it was not difficult for them to see that if the beating continued, people would die.

In desperation, the infected people worked together to "control" the crazy Xia Feng.

According to subsequent statistics, the captain at the very beginning broke 13 ribs when Xia Feng kicked him, and the remaining 20 soldiers and policemen suffered injuries of varying degrees, and the most serious one might even become a vegetative state.

Seeing Xia Fengfeng beat up the military police, the excited residents of the infected were temporarily relieved.

As for how to deal with it in the end, Xia Feng has no way of knowing.

Because of this inexplicable "assault on the police" incident, Xia Feng was sent to the royal court.

The court's decision was that, in view of Xia Feng's previous contributions and the negligence of the military and police in law enforcement, the Supervision Office would not pursue his criminal responsibility, and only compensated for medical expenses.

In addition, because of his misbehavior, the Office of Oversight decided to remove him from the position of chief of the Special Operations Division and downgrade him to an ordinary operator.

Hearing this result, Xia Feng in the court tore off his black coat and threw it to the ground.

"Go to Nima's Supervision Office, I quit."

Because of being dismissed, Xia Feng lost his office in the Supervision Building.

In the office, secretary Xiaolan pursed her lips.

"Director, I... I'll help you pack your things."

"no need."

Xia Feng didn't take anything away, of course, nothing important.

In the end, he only took away the golden knife given to him by Princess Verin.

From this moment on, he is no longer an official of the Supervisory Office, but his aristocratic status will not be deprived because of this. He has no authority, but he is still a nobleman.

In other words, he can also participate in the Yuan Council and have the right to vote.

three days later.

The Imperial Yuan Council held a special meeting, and as required, all members of the Yuan Council must attend.

On the day of the meeting, Xia Feng came to the meeting hall early.

After entering the door, he didn't say hello to anyone, and sat in the last row silently.

This special meeting was really special. Xia Feng had been staring at the door indifferently. Under his gaze, big figures appeared one after another.

The inspector general, the treasurer, the treasurer, and the top leaders of various functional departments of the empire appeared one after another.

At this time, the sound of neat footsteps sounded at the door.

A team of heavily armed officers and soldiers lined up in two rows at the door. These soldiers wore regular equipment and had standard sabers around their waists. This spectacle must have been attended by dignitaries from the military department.

Moments later, the big guy appeared.

Chief of Military Affairs Frey walked in from the door with a serious expression. Beside him was a young man with blond hair standing shoulder to shoulder.

This man has a very strong figure and is wearing golden light armor. Judging from his racial characteristics, he should be from the Aslan tribe.

It was only later that Xia Feng found out that this man was the current commander-in-chief of the Central Army, the first prince of King Willanson, Werther.

Just after everyone took their seats one after another, heavy and orderly footsteps sounded outside the door again.

Unlike the soldiers just now, the soldiers who entered from outside the door did not line up in front of the door, but directly entered the center of the hall and surrounded the entire conference hall.

Golden knife and golden armor, iron and blood, this is the elite guard of the Royal Knights.

"Princess Verin arrives!"

Wearing a white dress and a silver crown on her head, Verin walked in under the personal protection of Taireg, the head of the Royal Knights.

Verin was not the only member of the royal family present, but her older brother Werther represented the Central Army, and she represented the royal family.

After Verin walked in, all members of the council stood up neatly and said in unison respectfully.

"Hello, Your Royal Highness!"

Xia Feng sat quietly in the seat alone, neither getting up nor greeting.

Looking at Verin, whom he had always wanted to see but couldn't see before, Xia Feng suddenly became less excited, because some things no longer mattered to him.

But before the meeting started, Xia Feng suddenly discovered that Ya'erlin, who was the Chief Executive, hadn't come for some reason.

Obviously, this special meeting has major decisions to be made.

Although the power of the Yuan Council is great in theory, in practice, it is still necessary to seek the opinions of the royal family.

With the announcement of Speaker Leffle, the meeting officially began.

Just like a necessary process, the top leaders of the various functional departments of the empire first briefly reported the current situation, and Xia Feng was already lazy to listen to it.

In the middle of the meeting, finally, sensitive issues emerged.

According to the report of the Imperial Civil Affairs Office, the number of infected people has not decreased significantly since the cleanup of illegal infected people began. On the contrary, the proportion of infected people who choose to pay fines and continue to live is very large.

At the same time, Chief Financial Officer Mirren also stated that since the launch of this operation, the expenditures of the Office of Oversight and the Military Ministry have seriously exceeded the operating expenses, but in terms of results, this expenditure is not directly proportional to the return.

From this, the senior officials of various ministries came to a conclusion.

Most infected people are richer than they imagined, and those who really have no money will try their best to hang on.

At this point in the meeting, Speaker Leffle stood up and said.

"In order to deal with this situation, our collegial officers jointly discussed a plan, which is also a decision that needs to be determined at this meeting."

Clearing his throat, Leffle continued seriously in front of Verin.

"The existence of illegally infected people has seriously affected the social order of our country, and the investigation work has also consumed police and military resources. For this reason, we have decided to levy personal taxes on all legally living infected people in the country, regardless of whether they are adults or not. Each person needs to pay a tax of 5000 Thai currency per year."

After the proposal was explained, there was a commotion in the conference hall.

But soon, the hesitant expressions of the nobles disappeared, replaced by dark joy. Obviously, this decision is positive for most of them.

To collect taxes nationwide, the actual manipulators in various places are indispensable.

After hearing this topic, Xia Feng was not angry, as if all his worries had been relieved, he smiled easily.

He laughed at his own naivety even more when he laughed at his previous efforts to redeem something.

Faced with this decision, no one raised any objections.

Then in the silence, Xia Feng stood up from his seat, facing everyone's gaze, he said calmly.

"Master Mirren, I would like to ask how many legally infected people there are in Victoria."

Mirren, who was questioned by Xia Feng, pushed his gold-rimmed glasses.

"According to previous statistics from the Department of Civil Affairs, there were 370 million legally infected people. Now, the number should be close to 400 million."

"So, if each person pays 5000 yuan a year, how much is the total tax?"

Mirren replied in a deep voice.

"200 billion."

Xia Feng shook his head with a wry smile, and said self-deprecatingly.

"Heh, do you think the infected people in the country can spend 200 billion?"

A collegial officer replied with a cold snort.

"Most infected people had jobs before, why not?"

Xia Feng nodded.

"Okay, let me put it another way. If the infected can really spend 200 billion, why do they still live a life like a human in Victoria?"

Another collegiate scoffed at the question.

"Does it matter, because only in Victoria can these infected people survive."

Xia Feng didn't want to raise an argument, and had no intention of arguing. He left his seat and walked to the center of the conference hall step by step, looking straight at Verin who was sitting in the middle.

"Your Highness, what do you think of this proposal?"

There was no emotional change in Verin's face, she said softly.

"I think it can be rolled out."

For some reason, Xia Feng's behavior of clearly disturbing the order of the meeting was not stopped at this moment.

Hearing Verin's answer, Speaker Leffle said immediately.

"Her Royal Highness also expressed her admiration, so let's start voting now."

"Wait a moment."

Xia Feng raised his hand high.

"No need to vote, everyone's time is precious, why waste time, since the empire's finances are so short of money, don't spend manpower to collect it."

Leffle frowned and stared at Xia Feng.

"what do you mean?"

"I'll give you the money."

Xia Feng casually walked to a table next to him, picked up the pen on the table, and wrote a line of numbers on a piece of paper.

【20000000000】

He also signed his name at the end.

Later, he took this "bad check" in front of the treasurer Mirren.

"This is the tax of the infected person for one year. Sorry, I didn't bring any money today. After the meeting, you can send someone to my house to get it. I'm talking about my home in the south."

At this time, Frey, who was the chief of military affairs, finally spoke, and he looked at Xia Feng like a clown.

"Xia Feng, are you joking?"

"No, I'm serious."

"presumptuous!"

Frey suddenly raised his voice, and at the same time, the guards brought by the military headquarters reached out to the saber at the same time.

Frey narrowed his eyes.

"Xia Feng, this is the Yuan Council of the Empire. Princess Wei Lin is also present. You are a nobleman. Are you despising the imperial power?"

Not caring about Frey's questioning, Xia Feng calmly raised his head and looked at Verin.

"Your Highness, do you think I am flouting the imperial power?"

Faced with Xia Feng's direct gaze, Verin didn't answer, her eyes were deep, without anger or disappointment, making it impossible to see what she was thinking.

Seeing that Xia Feng regarded him as air, Frey continued to fan the flames.

"Xia Feng, I think you are lawless. People like you are not worthy of entering the Yuan Council!"

Verin's silence had already made Xia Feng understand something. He reached into his pocket and took out a small badge.

"Snapped!"

In front of everyone in the meeting hall, he slammed his exclusive noble medal to the ground.

"Ding!"

With a flash of cold light, a golden dagger came out of his hand and nailed the noble medal in place. This golden knife was exactly what Verin had given him.

The conference hall was dead silent.

After completing this set of movements like flowing clouds and flowing water, Xia Feng took a deep breath, stared at Wei Lin and said.

"The noble you bestowed on me will be returned to you now. From today onwards, I, Xia Feng, will only be an infected person."

After finishing speaking, Xia Feng turned and walked towards the gate.

At this time, Frey suddenly moved to stop Xia Feng, and he threatened in a low voice.

"Xia Feng, leaving this conference hall means that you have given up your noble status. From now on, you will never come back."

Xia Feng moved his face closer, and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear.

"Frey, isn't this what you expected? You wish I could disappear, or die in any inconspicuous place, but unfortunately, I will not die or disappear. I can assure you that I will Come back, but not as a nobleman, but as Xia Feng."

Hearing Xia Feng's words, Frey suddenly widened his eyes angrily.

"Don't you dare, believe it or not, I won't let you go anywhere today!"

Following his voice, the guards drew out their sabers neatly.

Xia Feng sneered and looked around.

"Heh, I can go wherever I want, there is no place in this world where I, Xia Feng, can't leave."

"You can try."

"Okay, try it, I hope you don't regret it."

After finishing speaking, Xia Feng opened his mouth to show his teeth, and stretched his palm into his mouth.

Just at the moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, an ethereal voice broke the anxious atmosphere.

Under the silver crown, Verin's voice contained an unshakable majesty in its calmness.

"Let him go."

Xia Feng turned his head and took one last look at Verin who had once bestowed his noble status.

Then, under the gaze of everyone in the conference hall, he turned and left.

　The recent plot may be a bit depressing, but it is necessary to form the whole event, and it is also an important foreshadowing. This is what the world really looks like, and it is precisely because of this that it needs to be changed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)