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"Three times!" Fang Cheng turned his head, looked at Jitas, held up three fingers, and said lightly.

"What three times?" Jitas looked bewildered.

Mental shock!

Fang Cheng's mental power surged out, turning into sharp thorns, attacking Jitas and the others.

Jitas suddenly felt dizzy, as if he had been hit on the back of the head with a hammer.

Fang Cheng moved slightly, turning into an afterimage, appearing in front of Jitas. Pitifully, Jitas had just suffered a severe mental blow, and his consciousness couldn't react at all. He was punched in the face by Fang Cheng.

"Poof!"

A muffled sound rang out, and Jitas fell to the ground.

The clone warriors behind him rushed up the moment Fang Cheng attacked. Cooperating with Fang Cheng's mental suppression, they beat several half-elf low-level wizard apprentices to the ground with a few punches and kicks.

With Fang Cheng's strength, Jitas's body, as a mere intermediate apprentice, couldn't withstand it at all. At this moment, he was lying on the ground, coughing up blood.

Fang Cheng took two steps forward, stood in front of Jitas, raised his right foot, and stomped hard on Jitas's handsome face, saying lightly, "From the moment you entered this room, you provoked me three times.

I think no one must have told you, don't provoke someone stronger than you!"

Jitas, with his face stepped on by Fang Cheng, gasped for breath. Hearing Fang Cheng's words, he seemed to recall the memory of being whipped by the slave trader, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

"M-Master, spare, spare my life! Spare my life!" Jitas begged, trembling.

"What are you doing?" Vivian looked angry. Even if Jitas and the others went too far, they were still her subordinates, and Fang Cheng had no right to teach them a lesson.

"Obviously, I'm hitting someone, Princess Vivian." Fang Cheng stepped on Jitas, placed his right fist on his chest, and gave a noble salute.

"I..." Vivian didn't know how to respond for a moment after hearing this. "Even if they go too far, you can't just hit people."

A spoiled silly child.

Fang Cheng put a label on Vivian in his heart.

"Your Highness," Fang Cheng glanced at the firmness in front of Vivian's chest and said with a smile, "Your brain wouldn't have grown into those headlights, would it?"

"Headlights?" Vivian looked a little surprised, as if she didn't understand what Fang Cheng was talking about.

"They treat you like this because you created it yourself," Fang Cheng said lightly. "If your Elf Garden cultivates subordinates like this, it's no wonder you're becoming more and more declining."

After speaking, Fang Cheng released his right foot that was stepping on Jitas.

Hearing this, Vivian calmed down. The decline of the Elf Garden was a fact.

The behavior of Jitas and others today was indeed worthy of Vivian's reflection. In fact, the atmosphere of the Elf Garden was probably the best of all the large wizard organizations on the continent.

Because strictly speaking, they were not like a wizard force, but rather a race. In addition, the reproduction rate of pure-blooded elves was low, and every pure-blooded elf was extremely precious to the Elf Garden.

Vivian brought the Elf Garden's approach to the half-elves, and naturally, they didn't adapt.

In addition, half-elves had long been captured by slave traders and were full of vigilance towards the outside world. Vivian suddenly treated them so well, which would not only fail to gain the gratitude of the half-elves but would also make them arrogant once they gained power. Jitas and the others were the best example.

New Moon City had been constantly absorbing slaves, but Fang Cheng never provided free relief to these slaves. Slaves who arrived in New Moon City were still slaves.

However, according to the laws of New Moon City, slaves could change their status through their own efforts, become civilians, and have the right to marry and have children, and their children were also civilians. Ordinary civilians could become knights through hard work.

Fang Cheng only gave them the hope of change, but he would not give unconditionally. This approach made the entire New Moon City full of vitality, and everyone was full of motivation.

Fang Cheng was not unaware of advanced civilization systems, but suddenly giving these slaves democracy and freedom was something only a fool would do. The result of doing so would only lead to chaos in the territory.

Vivian's approach was obviously very naive.

She was not only giving these half-elves democracy and freedom but was also treating them like masters.

"Mr. Fang Cheng, I have heard of your New Moon City, which is an emerging commercial city in the Eastern Holy Empire," Vivian bent down and gave Fang Cheng a big salute. "Can you tell me how to integrate half-elves into the elf race?"

"Do you really want to integrate half-elves into the elf race so much?" Fang Cheng asked back.

"Yes," Vivian nodded. "Our low birth rate of pure-blooded elves is already an open secret."

Speaking of this, Vivian's expression was a little lonely. "Integrating half-elves into our elf race is the best way to strengthen the elf race."

"Forgive me for speaking frankly, directly integrating half-elves into your pure-blooded elves is a mistake in itself."

"Why do you say that?" Vivian was very unconvinced because her mother had said the same thing.

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"I ask you, how long is the lifespan of your elves?"

Fang Cheng held up one finger. "Even the most ordinary pure-blooded elf has a lifespan of a thousand years. But what about half-elves? They are similar to humans, with a lifespan of only less than a hundred years.

You want to integrate half-elves with a lifespan of less than a hundred years into pure-blooded elves with a lifespan of a thousand years. Isn't that a daydream?"

Hearing this, Vivian was struck hard and muttered, "So I was wrong, I have always been wrong..."

"No, you are not wrong." Fang Cheng shook his head.

Hearing this, Vivian grabbed the last straw like a drowning person and said eagerly, "Then what should I do?"

"Establish an empire!" Fang Cheng looked at Vivian and said sincerely, "Just like the Eastern Holy Empire, the Holy Light Empire, and the Black Obsidian Empire, build an empire completely composed of half-elves."

Hearing this, Vivian's eyes lit up, as if she had thought of something. "You mean, establish a half-elf country, and then select people with wizard qualifications from it to join the Elf Garden for training? Is the Elf Garden's status like the Black and White Tower in the Eastern Holy Empire?"

Fang Cheng nodded.

However, this road is simply a dead end, Fang Cheng added in his heart.

Because neither the Black and White Tower nor other overlord-level forces want another force to rise on the continent that can stand shoulder to shoulder with them. If the Elf Garden really does this, it will inevitably be jointly suppressed by other overlord-level forces.

At that time, even the Floating Island, which has always remained neutral, may come to kick them when they are down.

Becoming an overlord-level force is not as easy as Vivian thinks.

Fang Cheng looked at Vivian, who was full of joy, sighed, and did not say anything to discourage her.

"Okay, I have answered the question you wanted to ask. Our transaction should be able to continue, right, Your Highness?"

A sly look suddenly flashed in Vivian's eyes. She revealed her crescent-like teeth and said with a smile, "I have another question."

"What question?" Fang Cheng frowned, feeling a little impatient.

"What are the headlights you just mentioned?" A hint of curiosity appeared on Vivian's face.

"Uh..."