Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

Those people, including those who were in the middle of the gambling battle, all cast horrified and inexplicable gazes at the same time.

A slap in the face directly sent the lady flying half a meter away... The kind of slapping her feet off the ground, the cervical vertebrae were almost broken and shattered.

As for her originally smooth and tender face, at this moment it had become as if it had been burned by a branding iron, and the entire epidermis was festered and bleeding due to the forceful blow that exceeded its limit.

The woman passed out on the spot, so it's a pity that I couldn't appreciate her screams and cries of pain.

"Gu..."

In the hall, so quiet that one could hear a needle falling, there was the sound of someone subconsciously swallowing saliva from the crowd.

Chen Mo looked around, grasped his right hand out of thin air as if reminiscing the feeling of his hand, and then said: "Okay, everyone—can you all kneel down now?"

kneel……?

The silent crowd became agitated.

Immediately, quite a few people's knees started to go weak... Although they couldn't figure out the current situation, there was no doubt that they were shocked by the scene in front of them.

Since six thousand years ago, the only god [Tetu] held the star cup and made the absolutely unchanging [Ten Covenants], violence has completely disappeared from the land of Disbod.

Being able to go beyond the [Ten Covenants] and directly hurt people...

This kind of thing has never been heard of for thousands of years!

In any case, let’s kneel before we speak——

"Stop, wait..."

Just when the shaking in the crowd became more violent, and many people were about to kneel down, Chen Mo suddenly stopped them.

"I said, did you make a mistake in kneeling down?"

While speaking, he turned sideways to make way for Stephanie who had a bewildered expression on his back.

"The one you want to kneel should be Her Royal Highness the Princess."

Chapter 10 Can you second me at twenty o'clock?

To kneel or not to kneel?

This is not a matter of dignity or not. After all, it is their duty to kneel down as courtiers and princesses who are the direct blood of the royal family. But at this sensitive moment of selecting a new king, if they choose to kneel, it is almost equivalent to declaring their own position ——

From now on, I am still willing to serve the blood of the royal family as a courtier...

Probably that's it.

So on the surface, it seems that it is just a question of kneeling or not, but in fact it should be a question of "whether you choose to completely tie yourself to Stephanie's warship?"

To be honest, all the people gathered in this hall right now, if they were really loyal to the royal family, they would not exclude Stephanie in this way—even if she is indeed not capable enough to bear the burden of the king, at least there is still flow in her body. With the blood of the former king, the most basic respect and etiquette of a courtier must not be lost.

I don't want to kneel...

Seeing that many ministers in the crowd were hesitant, Chen Mo's eyes turned cold slightly, his face was still expressionless, but his tone became dangerous when he spoke: "Everyone, what are you still doing in a daze? Kneel down. "

kneel--!

Hearing Chen Mo's urging, a large mass of black heads immediately knelt down in front of the throne.

Although they didn't want to kneel, they had to kneel.

As a lesson learned from the past, the noble lady is still fainted on the ground until now, half of her face was bloody and her skin was smashed.

"Your Highness is safe!"

A uniform greeting sounded in the hall, and Stephanie blushed instantly, this time not because of embarrassment, but because she was a little flattered.

Since the death of the late king, how long has it been since she heard these ministers respectfully say "Your Highness is safe"?

Feeling surprised and delighted in her heart, she couldn't help but glance gratefully at the tall figure standing in front of her.

This man, he really did what he said...

Helped myself regain the dignity of being a royal princess. Although the methods used in the process were relatively rough, the result was so good that it made people feel a little unbelievable.

Thank you... thank you...

"Okay, that's the end of the etiquette, but my colleagues, we are all dedicated to the royal family, so please remember not to lose etiquette in the future?"

After playing tricks on everyone in the palace, Chen Mo clapped his hands with a smile on his face and said, "So, can I ask now, how far has the selection game for the next king progressed?"

"When...of course..."

Following Chen Mo's inquiry, an old man who looked like a high-ranking official stood out from the crowd. He raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then said: "The selection battle has been considered as the final qualification. In the final stage, there are a total of twenty-six candidates left, and all of them are here."

The candidates sitting on the chairs immediately nodded to Chen Mo as a gesture of goodwill, but no matter how hard they tried to hide it, the smiles that appeared stiff at the corners of their mouths due to nervousness still revealed their true emotions in an instant.

"It's all here... Then things will be much more convenient."

Looking across the faces of these candidates one by one, until he had seen all of them, Chen Mo turned to the senior official and asked, "If you participate in the selection halfway, do you have any special requirements?"

"Isn't that... well, you mean to...?"

"Well, on behalf of His Royal Highness Stephanie, please add me to the list of participants in the selection game."

The old man couldn't help opening his eyes in surprise when he heard the words, and at the same time he raised his hand again to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead: "Well... I'm sorry if I disturbed your interest in the game... But the participants must be human races. Row……"

"I'm a human being."