The Black Book

"Mr. Wilson, the salon will start soon. Please follow me."

The call in his ear recalled Zhu Haomiao's attention. He withdrew his dark and profound gaze, smiled and nodded to the waiter beside him.

"Sorry to trouble you."

Follow the waiter all the way to the hidden room on the third floor. In the spacious and luxurious hall, a group of well-dressed British gentlemen are talking and laughing.

When they saw "Wilson" walking in, several of them obviously changed their expressions, with displeasure in their eyes.

And more people looked up and down curiously, with a condescending look in their eyes.

Reading Wilson's memories, Zhu Haomiao quickly understood the identities of these people. They were all elite and powerful figures in Little Britain in the Qing Dynasty.

Some of them are big capitalists, some are dignitaries in charge of customs taxation in the Qing Dynasty, and some are cross-river dragons from the mainland...

More than a year ago, Wilson was just a shrimp in their eyes.

And after more than a year of brutal growth, Wilson, a rising star with a huge reputation, is barely qualified to sit in the same room with them!

Looking around, Zhu Haomiao, who was about to leave and return, became interested. He had a vague feeling that these guys must be holding back nothing good when they get together.

No mole!

Keep talking, I'm listening!

Smiling and nodding to them, Wilson found an inconspicuous seat and sat down in a low profile. His graceful and graceful temperament, which was neither humble nor overbearing, surprised many people.

Didn't you say that this guy is a bloodthirsty mad dog?

Why doesn't it look like it?

But he didn't pay much attention to this low-level newcomer. After a room full of dignitaries glanced at him, they continued their exchanges.

Not long after, the door to the room opened again, and a middle-aged white man in a gorgeous military uniform walked in slowly with a suffocating sense of oppression.

In an instant, everyone in the room subconsciously tensed up and jumped up, looking at the man with awe and nervous eyes.

"Your Majesty the Duke!"

"sit."

He walked past everyone without squinting until the man sat down in the most honorable seat, and then the rest of them sat down tremblingly. Some people even dared to only sit halfway down, half hanging on the edge of the chair.

The entire room was suddenly shrouded in an invisible aura, and the relaxed atmosphere was no longer the same.

After everyone stood up and sat down together, "Wilson" looked at the man calmly and found information about him in his mind.

Red Dragon Duke——Joseph Christu!

Lead the Commander-in-Chief of the Far Eastern Region!

A man with the power of life and death!

More importantly, he could feel an unprecedented sense of terror and oppression from him.

In a trance, it seemed as if the whole world was gathered behind him and moving according to his will!

Blessing comes to the soul, a word flashed in Zhu Haomiao's mind.

Son of Destiny!

A person favored by fate, a person who plays a key role in the transformation of the world line...

The darling of the entire fantasy world!

Or, to put it more bluntly, he is the [protagonist] of this world!

Suddenly, Zhu Haomiao remembered a sentence Feng Zhaobai once mentioned inadvertently.

"At my level, as long as you are careful to avoid some destiny monsters in this plane, the rest can basically walk sideways..."

Destiny monster...

The "protagonist" who even shuns hegemony!

However, instead of feeling fear, Zhu Haomiao felt uncontrollable excitement.

Because the "protagonist" has unimaginable luck condensed in him!

If it can be defeated or even killed...

Narrowing his eyes, Zhu Haomiao's pupils were filled with an undetectable [greedy] black light.

However, Joseph Christu, who was not far away, did not notice the little shrimp in the corner at all. He looked around calmly and said calmly.

"There is an important matter that brings all gentlemen together this time."

After a pause, and after everyone present was mentally prepared, he said leisurely.

"Her Majesty the Queen has heard God's call. Before receiving the Lord's grace, she hopes that the most precious gem in the world will be embedded in the crown of the empire!"

As soon as these words came out, even though they had been prepared, everyone couldn't help being shocked.

"Wilson" in the corner frowned slightly, half-understanding.

God's call?

Victoria is dying?

That's right...it's almost a few years ago...

So, what did she want to do before she died?

gem?

It seems to be a metaphor for something...

etc!

Hard poison seems to be called the most dazzling "jewel" in Daiying's crown!

With a slight movement in his eyes, Zhu Haomiao frowned thoughtfully and looked around the room.

They are all powerful figures who led Britain in the Far East, including finance, politics, military...

If they work together, they can subvert any country.

Including me taking care of it!

While Zhu Haomiao was thinking, a gentle old man spoke first and shook his head in embarrassment.

"Isn't it enough to have the legal system of Bharata? The Chinese legal system of the Qing Dynasty... is very stubborn. It will be difficult for them to obey the rule of foreigners unless..."

After a pause, the old man sighed and spoke word by word.

"Melt into them!"

After hearing such anti-Tiangang words, Joseph Christu shook his head disdainfully.

“How is it possible for higher civilization to merge into lower civilization?”

"What I want is for them to surrender!"

"Since these yellow-skinned monkeys are willing to be slaves of the Jurchens, they can also be our slaves!"

Hearing this, the old man pondered for a while, but still shook his head.

"The core of their civilization is very tenacious and will not change easily. It is easy to defeat them, but it is very difficult to defeat them and establish effective rule."

"The Jurchens were recognized and obtained the legal system of the Chinese emperor at the cost of active assimilation."

"What's more, their territory is so huge..."

Hearing this, Joseph Christo waved his hand to interrupt.

"Professor Morton, I will find a way to dismember Him militarily, you don't have to worry."

As he said, Joseph Christo clapped his hands, and a curtain on the wall opened, revealing a huge map of the Qing territory.

"The southwestern plateau will be included in Boroda, and the northwestern part of the empire will be divided equally with Russia..."

"Part of the northeast will be given to Russia, and part will be given to Japan, let them fight and bite..."

"Part of Luzhou can be given to Deyi..."

"Guangdong and Guangxi can be allowed to fight for Mi and Fa..."

"In order to connect with the colony of South Vietnam, Falanxi will definitely make great efforts..."

"Italy..."

"Austria-Hungary..."

Holding a long teaching stick, Joseph Christo gestured on the map of the territory, and in a few words, he arranged Daiqing clearly.

Zhu Haomiao: "…………"

You are here to divide the cake!

Even though he knew that the fantasy world and reality were two different things, Zhu Haomiao couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Because his family was almost divided before!