The original god, the zero-seat executive of the Fools

"Will you be my girlfriend?"

Huanhuan was brought back to reality by these words. Her eyes were in a trance. When her vision returned to clarity, she saw a handsome boy holding flowers in his hands and kneeling towards her with a smile on his face. land.

The surrounding area was drowned out by cheers.

Countless shouts of "promise him" rolled by like a wave.

Huanhuan was stunned for a long time, shook his head and said calmly: "Sorry, I have someone I like."

After saying that, he ignored the deathly silence at the scene and turned around and left without looking back.

"I'm sorry, brother Xiaoling, I'll use you as a protective umbrella~" Huanhuan walked away with his hands behind his back, quietly sticking out his tongue, thinking happily in his heart.

PS: At the request of some readers, I wrote an ending for Huanhuan Stay Up Late——

Chapter 135 Benefits

"If you can break into my office quietly today, can you break into the Jingshan Palace as you please tomorrow?" Knox said with a smile, the dagger in his hand was already raised.

"No!" The desire to survive finally defeated the fear, and a member of the 30-man regiment shouted loudly: "Master Dean! We have no intention of offending, this is just an accident, we will severely punish the guards outside..."

"Shut up!" Knox's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the person who spoke sternly: "Did I let you speak? Did I ask you a question? Besides, why do the guards of the Order want you to punish them? ? You really feel that your official position is greater than mine, right?"

The man swayed, and under Knox's powerful aura and the fear of death, he was about to collapse.

Knox sneered, raised the knife and was about to slash at his neck.

At this moment, a string of green fluorescent light floated in from the broken floor-to-ceiling window and turned into the figure of Nasida——

"Don't kill them!"

The beautiful sound that perfectly combines the two extremes of childishness and maturity reached everyone's ears. This sound was the sound of nature to the ears of this group of 30 people. At this moment, they looked at Nasida with the eyes of a fanatical believer. Seeing the arrival of his own god.

"Lord Grass God, help me!"

"Lord Grass God! We really just didn't intend to offend the dean. The crime will not lead to death!"

"Lord Grass God, please spare us..."

The office that was so solemn a second ago suddenly became noisy. Nasida waved to them, indicating that they should leave quickly.

Upon seeing this, the group of people immediately turned around and fled as if they had been granted amnesty. After Nasida appeared, no one even dared to look at Knox again.

The hurried footsteps have been ringing in the bookshelf maze area for a long time, and they are getting more and more hurried. You don't need to see it in person to know how depressed the mood of the group of people must be.

But Knox didn't care. He glanced at Nasida, then sat back in his rocking chair, put his hands behind his head, and said casually: "You came in time, it's not in vain that I called you so in my mind. Many times.”

Nasida sighed: "Using this method to gather people's hearts for me, isn't it the same as deceiving them?"

"No." Knox smiled and said calmly: "If you didn't arrive in time to stop me, I would really kill all those guys~"

Nacida paused for a moment and looked at Knox with complex eyes. Because of the connection between consciousness, Nacida naturally knew Knox's intention of doing this.

"Lord Grass God, do you want some coffee?" Kelai broke the stiff atmosphere at the right time, picked up the coffee pot on the table and gestured to Nasida.

Nacida shook her head: "Thank you, but no."

After that, with a thought, two green vines hung down from the ceiling. As the ends of the two vines were connected by a green energy panel, a simple swing was formed.

Nacida jumped up slightly and sat back, then puffed her cheeks slightly and stared at Knox's face.

Knox didn't care about that. He took the coffee from Cole, ignored Nasida's gaze, raised his legs on the desk, drank the coffee, and said slowly:

"This is just a little labor pain. Xumi is now like an iron ball, and what I am doing is just using a hammer and high temperature to smash the iron ball into a solid iron ball. You can't bear to see your people suffer. , but what I did seems to have no impact on the most ordinary civilians in Xumi. On the contrary, it only benefits them. The tragic behavior of other people is just because their interests are damaged. As pro-government gods, these are inherently You should solve it yourself... Of course, if you really can't stand it, you can fire me, and I will pack up and leave immediately without saying anything."

"..." Nasida opened her mouth, and then said with resentment: "How cunning, you know that I can't do that..."

"Ha." Knox smiled, stood up and came to Nasida, leaned over and rubbed her head: "Then be good and cooperate with me well, and I will give you a better beard." Mi, by the way, I still have a use for the void. If you want to close it, you can wait until I finish forging the iron ball and then close it."

"...Are you coaxing a child?" Nasida rolled her eyes helplessly.

......

As time passed bit by bit, the three decrees issued by Knox were finally fermented among the people. The recruitment work was done by a group of 30 people who had become much more honest since that day in cooperation with the Ordinance Council. Scholars are completed, and most of the soldiers recruited are young men from the private sector, with younger brothers and sisters at home who are suitable for school, or sons and daughters.

The demolition of the anti-sand wall was completed by an engineering team formed voluntarily by desert residents in cooperation with scholars dispatched by the Imperial Academy. As for the expansion of the Imperial Academy, it was naturally carried out happily by the cheering scholars of the Miao Lun sect with a large amount of funds. .

As for the opposition... there must be some. The Gilded Brigade in the desert is okay. They believe that the decree of the Order is not their business, so they are only in a wait-and-see state for this crisis, but they are completely within the radiation range of the Order. The Gilded Brigade in the rainforest area has exploded.

I don’t know who leaked the gossip, claiming that it is useless to go to the newly appointed "tyrant" of the Order to protest. Perhaps the only way to save them is the oracle of the Grass God...

Therefore, almost every day, you can see a large number of high-level mercenary groups outside the gate of Jingshan Palace asking to see the God of Grass. As for why they are high-level... it is naturally because Knox's conscription is undoubtedly a good thing for ordinary mercenary members. ~

Similarly, logically speaking, why do these few government decrees, which are considered a good thing for the vast majority of Xumi people, cause such great turmoil in the country and scenes where countless people seem to be in rebellion?That is an extremely simple method. As a high-level mercenary, who has controlled Xumi's combat power for countless years, he possesses immeasurable financial and material resources. Money moves people's hearts... Who knows how many of those who object are sincere. I feel that the new decree is not good for Xumi, and how many of them are paid to do things...

It's just a pity that no matter how long they beg for an audience in front of Jingshan Palace, the door of Jingshan Palace has no intention of opening, because their grass god now spends almost all day swinging in the dean's office of the Teaching Order...

The road becomes a forest and the city becomes a city.

"The injury has almost recovered, just be careful not to exercise strenuously." After completing the final examination on Ying, Tinari clapped his hands and exhaled.

"Really? That's great!" Pamon cheered.

However, Ying himself just nodded slightly and said nothing more.

"Ying? What's wrong with you? What are you thinking about?" Pamon couldn't help but wonder.

"... Regarding the three political orders issued by Ling... I have always heard some rangers talking about it recently..." Ying frowned and looked at Tinari: "Tinari, as a Sumeru person, I , do you think Ling did the right thing?”

As if he didn't expect Ying to ask this question, Tinari was stunned for a moment, then thought for a moment and said: "In the long run, the benefits to Xumi outweigh the disadvantages, at least I personally think so."

"..." After hearing this, Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on her face again: "That's good..."

Chapter 136: Matters in the Imperial Academy

"Well, Xumi City has become so lively. There are so many mercenaries coming and going." Following Ying as they walked through the streets of Xumi, Paimeng looked around and couldn't help but sigh.

"It probably has something to do with Ling's conscription order..." Ying responded.

As she spoke, she made a silent gesture towards Paimon to signal her to stop talking. Then she raised her ears and listened carefully to the discussions of the mercenaries around her.

"Hey, do you think the recruitment order from the Order Academy is unreliable? You said that just by applying, your children and their families will be given priority to attend the Order Academy... Why does it feel so unrealistic..."

"I think we can give it a try. Anyway, our Gilded Brigade's business has been sluggish recently. Even the boss himself seems to have the intention to join the army at the Order Academy..."

"Harm! Didn't the boss's daughter want to enter the Order Academy for a long time, but she failed every time. Now there is such an opportunity. The boss dotes on his daughter so much. I am not surprised to do this. I just don't know if the boss applies. What should we brothers do? Should we break up? Or find other gilded brigades..."

"...My brother is almost old enough to study..."

"Hey! No, you don't want to apply for the army too, do you?"

"I want to give it a try, and besides, haven't you seen that the Order Academy has indeed been expanding recently..."

After listening to the conversation silently, Ying led Paimon in silence and continued walking in the direction of the Order.

"Well, although some people still don't believe in Ling Shuo's conditions, the positive response is also very good." Paimon expressed his opinion.

Ying was silent and seemed to be distracted.

If Xumi City is lively and noisy, then inside the Order's Court it is busy and impatient...

The moment Congying and Paimon stepped into the gate of the Order, they were stunned by the sight in front of them——

"Where are the people! Where are the people! This fund cannot be accounted for! You, you, you! It's you, what the hell are you Miao Lun sect doing? How could so much funding approved by the dean be used up so quickly! You guys Where is the person in charge!?"

"Give it! Give it! The sand control wall engineering team is gathering here and will set off in half an hour!"

"Have you seen the Disciplinary Officer? There's someone making trouble over at Recruitment Point No. [-]! Originally, all the two hostile Gilded Brigades came to recruit into the army, but they met at the same recruitment point, and now they're fighting!"

"What?! Someone fell during the demolition work of the sand control wall? Is anyone okay? Write a report quickly! I said at the beginning that we should organize a regular team to do it! Now it's okay, something happened!"

Holding his head and walking through the entire hall, which was like a vegetable market, Paimeng followed Ying who was clearing the way in front of him in the noisy environment until he passed through the hall and came to the Wisdom Palace further inside. Finally he was left behind.

However, there are a lot of people in the Wisdom Palace in front of us. Almost all the seats usually used for reading are occupied. However, these people are not reading. It seems that there are all the people sitting in front of each table. There is a team, they are all trying their best to lower their voices, and they are discussing enthusiastically over the report or drawing in the middle.

Ying glanced briefly, and soon, a busy figure who stood out from the crowd and occupied an entire table came into her eyes.

Obviously, Paimon also noticed that person: "Hey! Isn't that Alhaysen?"

Ying nodded and walked towards Elhaysen's position.

"Hey! Elhaysen!" Pamon greeted Elhaysen from behind, who was working hard at his desk and writing.

Hearing this voice, Elhaysen looked back at Ying and Paimon, and responded calmly: "It's you, what's the matter?"

"Just came here to take a look." Ying replied.

"What are you busy with?" Paimon asked.

Elhaysen shrugged and turned back to write his report:

"You must have seen the busy scene outside when you came here, right? As the clerk, I have to sort out their reports and submit them, and then I will arrange the work based on the approval from above. There are too many things that require me to be busy. For example, right now I am busy writing a report on the expansion space and funding for the recruit dormitory. After all, this morning, the dean asked to expand the recruitment scale to 3 people..."

"Hmm... Then you should be busy enough..." Paimeng glanced at the reports and documents piled on the table like a mountain in front of Elhaysen. After thinking about it for a moment, he felt shuddering. It must feel uncomfortable to be buried by these things.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh to Ying: "Even Elheisen, who is in charge of the work under his jurisdiction, is so busy, so Ling, who is in charge of all affairs as the dean, must be so busy that he doesn't even have time to sleep!"

"..." Ying raised her eyebrows. From what she knew about Ling... she couldn't imagine such a scene. At least she felt that Ling was not someone who would arrange so much work for her.

"By the way, if you have nothing to do, can I ask you for a favor?" Elhaysen said suddenly.

"Hey! What do you mean doing nothing!" Pamon pinched his waist and said dissatisfiedly.

Ignoring Paimon, Elhaysen looked at Ying.

"What's the matter?" Ying asked confused.

"As for the settlement of the new recruits, there are about one-tenth of them former mercenaries and more than 30 former bosses of the Gilded Brigade. This group of people has been licking blood at the tip of their swords all year round, and they are used to their unruly behavior. It is difficult for ordinary discipline officers to suppress them. After all, there are too many of them. As for Sano, he has recently been busy dealing with a group of Gilded Brigades who did not see the situation clearly and chose to rebel. We need some who are famous and powerful enough. And he knows enough about the mercenaries to be able to get those people who are also afraid of the mercenaries to rectify them."

"Well... in short, you are looking for someone to manage the new recruits?" Ying said, "But listening to your words, I always feel that you are talking about one person..."

"I feel the same way, it must be Disia!" Paimon hammered his palm and replied.

"It would be great if you could convince Disiya to join the Order and take charge of the new recruits." Elhaysen said.

"Okay, we will try to convince her." Ying nodded, accepting the task, but she paused: "But if you are not in a hurry..."

"You want to see the dean? It doesn't matter. There won't be any problems for the time being." Alhaysen wrote the report and interrupted without raising his head. At the same time, he reminded: "Oh, by the way, the dean's office is on the top floor. , all over the floor.”

Ying and Paimon looked at each other, said goodbye to Alhaysen, and then got on the elevator until it automatically stopped when it reached the top.

"Wow! It's so luxurious here!" Paimon was surprised by the magnificent decoration and layout as soon as she came up. But as she looked around, the surprise on her face was suddenly replaced by strangeness: "Where's the Lingren? ?Didn’t Elheisen talk about an office full of spirits on the entire floor? Why can’t you even see the desk?”

Ying also looked around, and she pointed to the bookshelf area in front of her uncertainly: "Maybe it's behind that..."