The old man was very angry, but the old man was very angry.

In the palace of Soloyars.

Mithra looked at the report presented to him with a frown, and after a long while, he put the report down.

"Lord Bahram, how do you think the matter of the Demon God's treasure should be handled?"

"I have sent someone to watch him. We will see the specific situation at the auction on December 25th."

"The Demon God's treasure... I am also very interested." Mithra smiled and said: "It can create salt infinitely..."

"It sounds powerful, but it is actually useless."

His idea is similar to Bahram's. If you can create infinite salt out of thin air without limit, there is no need to fight. You can just threaten to cover the whole world with salt and let the world submit to you.

Obviously, this so-called Demon God's treasure must have shortcomings.

At least the output power is defective or limited.

"But you still have to keep an eye on that person. When the time comes, you can go and take a picture of it yourself."

This kind of thing is not worth Mithra's shame to send people to rob. Although salt is an important strategic material, it is useless once the quantity is small.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"By the way, where is your Eye of God?" Mithra glanced at Bahram and said, "This is the object of God's gaze. Does it increase your power?"

"I'm very sorry, Your Majesty." Bahram replied, "The Eye of God has limited effect on my power."

"Limited?" Mithra smiled softly after hearing this: "Sir Bahram, you are still so humble. The so-called limited increase in your mouth is also terrifying in the eyes of others."

"Your Majesty, I..."

"Sir Bahram, do you still remember the oath we made in our school days?"

"Of course, I dare not forget it for a moment." Bahram bowed to Mithra: "For our great ideals."

"Yes, our most absurd and unreasonable ideals."

Mithra's expression was a little weird and sarcastic: "You are the marshal of the empire, and I am the emperor of the empire, but now we are going to destroy this empire."

"I have to say, this is really a big joke."

After saying this, Mithra couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha, We are hiding like those witches, just to destroy the monarch one day. "

"I heard that the witch association of Moria has pledged allegiance to the Kingdom of Winter, and their hatred for the monarch is no less than ours."

"It seems that the Kingdom of Winter will confront the monarch one day."

"Sir Bahram, although your power is strong now, I hope you will be stronger in the future, so that it will be beneficial to our plan."

"So, turn the limited amplification of the Eye of God into infinite power."

Mitra stood up, grabbed Bahram's shoulders, and said with fanatical eyes: "Then the world will usher in a new era!"

"Those rotten guys should be sent to the harshest place in the world and let them suffer forever."

Looking at Mitra's fanatical eyes, Bahram answered seriously: "I will definitely succeed and eliminate the cancer of this world, the monarch."

The monarch, the deepest shadow in the world, decided to destroy the Zorroars Empire the moment Mitra and Bahram knew the truth.

The monarch is not referring to a certain emperor or a certain political system.

It is a cancer and tumor rooted in this world.

After Bahram left the palace, Mithra looked at the sky outside the window for a long time before taking out a blue-glowing God's Eye from his gorgeous robe. Water vapor filled his surroundings and then filled the entire room.

His eyes were full of determination, as if he had abandoned his own life and death.

At this time, his temperament was not like that of an emperor with the strongest military power in the world, but more like an ordinary human who burst out with the will to survive in desperation.

"God, if you are watching this world, then witness the determination of our human beings!"

"No matter how many years ago you ruled this world, we have taken the first step to resist the monarch. When will you join this game that determines the fate of the world?"

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Avesta, the capital of the Soroyals Empire.

An inconspicuous corner of the aristocratic district, which is also nicknamed the slums in the aristocratic district by the locals. Most of the people living here are some downtrodden aristocrats.

They lost most of their wealth due to various reasons.

Some even live a more miserable life than the average person. Apart from retaining their noble titles, they have nothing else.

These people generally want to turn over and live a good life.

The simplest way is to marry or marry the children of a nouveau riche, but the consequence of doing so is that they will be completely reduced to the bottom of the social circle and will suffer countless cold eyes and ridicule.

Many people here are unwilling to put on the glory of the nobility, immersed in the glorious era of their ancestors in the past, unwilling to wake up, and unwilling to marry the nouveau riche, nor willing to strive for fame.

From time to time, they will wear very exquisite and gorgeous clothes and stroll in the noble area. Although some of them can hardly afford to eat, they still have to maintain this noble reserve.

Muzafa is one of them. No matter how down and out he was, he did not put on his posture to marry the daughter of a nouveau riche.

Of course, this is not because he insists on the glory of the nobility, but purely because he is not favored by the nouveau riche.

Some time ago, he spent his remaining savings on a luxurious airship for a trip to Haimoling.

Oh, it should be called Liyue now.

The airship is powered by magic, but it is bulky and slow. It is a living target for military use, but it is very popular as a tourist tool.

In short, he spent all his money on the luxurious airship.

After arriving in Liyue, he couldn't even afford the accommodation, so he saw a funeral home called Wangshengtang recruiting workers.

Food and accommodation are provided, there is no responsibility for the basic salary, and there are commissions.

Although he felt that such a job was detrimental to the honor of the nobility, he was almost sleeping in the overpass hole, so he could no longer be scrupulous.

Besides, this place is not Soloyars, and those who know him are not here.

During his working time, he got a strange jar from a cemetery because he fell behind on his way back.

I don't know why I took this thing home and planned to pickle cucumbers.

When he came to his senses, he realized that he had done something very unlucky.

When he was about to throw it away, he unexpectedly found that the salt in it was always only half,

No matter how much he poured out, only half was left.

He realized that he was going to make a fortune.

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