The Black Book

His pupils shrank slightly, Feng Zhaobai suddenly turned back, looked at Zhu Haomiao in disbelief, and asked with a trembling voice.

"Have you practiced all eight basic powers to perfection?"

"Yes."

Seeing the young man nod calmly, Feng Zhaobai took a deep breath and suppressed the desire to roar with great willpower.

"6!"

Giving a thumbs up, Feng Zhaobai seemed to have made up his mind and turned away.

Until he closed the door, he looked down at the [Dragon Emblem] in his palm, staring at the faint golden light in the deep darkness, and sighed.

"So... [Abyss] is this color..."

A few minutes later, he returned the [Dragon Emblem] with the recorded skills to Zhu Haomiao. Seeing him get up and prepare to leave, Feng Zhaobai suddenly called him.

"Wait, I haven't told you about the task reward yet!"

Hearing the word reward, Zhu Haomiao's eyes lit up and he quickly sat back down.

Seeing the boy sitting upright, Feng Zhaobai laughed and shook his head.

"1000 contribution points."

"Ah?"

Soon, seeing the boy's disappointed expression, Feng Zhaobai couldn't help but curl his lips and added.

"Real points."

"Huh?!!!"

With endless brilliance in his eyes, Zhu Haomiao stared at Feng Zhaobai to make sure he was not joking.

Zhu Haomiao knew the preciousness of real points. It was a scarce resource that could only be obtained by risking one's life to quell supernatural disasters in reality!

"But you can't take possession of the [Imperial Seal] of the mission target privately, you must hand it over."

"Uh, it should be..."

This thing is useless for me to hold, and I don't need to ascend the throne to become emperor...

"In addition, you can deal with other [real objects] you obtained during the mission. If you don't need them, [Yanhuang Arsenal] provides evaluation and recycling services."

"Oh."

"Any other questions?"

"No, I just want to make a small contribution to the country now."

Zhu Haomiao stood up with his hands rubbed, and said goodbye with high morale.

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Imperial Capital·Forbidden City

A heavy low pressure enveloped the ancient and mysterious palace. The eunuchs and palace maids who came and went slowed down their pace tremblingly, for fear of angering their masters and being beaten and killed inexplicably.

In a luxurious and elegant study, the supreme rulers of the entire empire gathered together, with sullen faces and silence.

After an unknown amount of time, an old man with a white beard sighed helplessly under the urging of his colleagues, breaking the dead silence.

"Your Majesty, Lord Buddha, the foreigners have landed in Qinhuangdao and captured Shanhaiguan. Nalan Shu's new army is blocked in Liaodong and can't come back for the time being!"

Hearing this, the old woman sitting at the head gritted her teeth and slapped the armrest fiercely.

"What do you mean you can't come back?!"

"I have issued more than a dozen transfer orders, but he keeps delaying. I think he just wants to hold his own troops and rule outside the Great Wall!"

When the old woman thought that the birthplace of the Qing Dynasty was occupied by others, her eyelids twitched and she almost vomited blood.

Originally, she had planned to return to the Great Wall and slowly work on it if things didn't work out. Now, she can't go back!

"Dear father, don't worry. We still have loyal ministers and good generals in the Qing Dynasty, and a million-strong army. As long as we hold on to the imperial capital, the foreigners will retreat in less than a few months."

The young man in a dragon robe next to him bowed and comforted the old woman in a soft voice.

But the anxious old woman roared like a beast in despair.

"A million-strong army collapsed at the first touch, and the foreigners have fought outside the city. What use are they?!!"

"A bunch of trash! All a bunch of trash!"

Hearing this, several ministers looked at each other and pursed their lips awkwardly.

They knew too well what kind of composition this army of a million people was.

The vast majority of them were peasant armies spontaneously organized by the people, and even their weapons were hoes and sickles, so they were not qualified to be cannon fodder!

And the well-armed Green Camp was a group of drunkards. It was okay for them to suppress the people, but against the foreigners' long guns and artillery, they really ran faster than rabbits!

"Dear father, even if the hastily organized garrison is not good, we still have the Hunan Army, Huai Army, Sichuan Army, Yunnan Army, Shaanxi Army..."

"As long as the loyal troops from all over the country arrive, this crisis will naturally be resolved."

The young man in the dragon robe was still persuading, and a minister next to him stood up awkwardly and presented a memorial.

"Report to the old Buddha, Your Majesty, I received a piece of intelligence, which is a secret letter from the foreign coalition to the governors of various provinces."

The old woman was shocked and realized something. She broke out in a cold sweat and said in a trembling voice.

"Read it!"

"The content of this letter is extremely treasonous, I dare not."

"Pardon you, read it!"

"As ordered!"

The minister opened the memorial, swallowed his saliva, and read it slowly and lowly.

"The Manchus are a barbarian tribe outside the Great Wall. They have neither the virtue of receiving the mandate nor the merit of China. They took advantage of the decline of the Ming Dynasty, violently seized power, and pretended to rule for a while. They were full of tricks and cleverly manipulated the world..."

"Looking closely at the recent situation of the Manchus, the ruler is weak and incompetent, and the officials are selling their positions. The military and the country are corrupt. The governance is in decline and the discipline is weak. When they deal with foreign countries, they do not follow personal opinions based on fairness, and do not rely on trust and loyalty but engage in deception. They are hated by people at home and abroad..."

"The gods are tired of their virtue, the people are tired of their governance, the generals and soldiers are alienated and unwilling to devote themselves. Therefore, the troops sent abroad were defeated in Lushun, annihilated in Weihaiwei, defeated in Tanggu, and drowned in the ocean."

"Every battle is defeated and ridiculed by all nations. This is the reason why the Manchus are destined to be abandoned by the world."

"We, the Eight-Nation Alliance, will march forward in great force. We will ask the court for punishment and force the Qing emperor to surrender with his face tied up. He will accept all our demands and swear to never resist us..."

"However, what we are punishing is the Qing court, not the people of your country..."

"I sincerely hope that you will understand the sincerity of our followers, put an end to suspicion, observe the support of heaven and people, and follow the general trend of the world, sing the righteousness of the Central Plains, gather strong followers, and form a revolutionary army to drive the Qing Dynasty out of the country..."

"Time cannot be missed, and opportunities will never come again. Didn't the ancients say: If you don't take what God gives you, you will suffer the consequences. Get up quickly. Don't let the Ming ancestors laugh at you!"

Hearing the last six words "Don't let the Ming ancestors laugh at you", the old woman couldn't hold it anymore. She smashed the extremely gorgeous porcelain vase beside her into pieces and roared hysterically.

"Who wrote it? Who wrote this?!!!"

Based on the old woman's understanding of foreigners, they would definitely not be able to write such a heart-wrenching manifesto.

Aren't these eight words, 'The ruler is weak, and he abuses his power', pointing at her nose and scolding her, putting all the blame on her alone? !

"Uh... I heard that this article was fabricated by the Japanese pirates..."

Hearing this, the old woman was so angry that her veins jumped and her teeth were grinding.

"Damn beast! Damn ungrateful wolf!!"

The young man in the dragon robe beside her could no longer care about being angry, and asked nervously.

"What are the reactions of the governors of the provinces?!"