The Riddler Get Out of Terra

It’s as weird as a sloth outrunning a cheetah!

However, in the darkness and darkness that they cannot understand, the short-sighted and greedy rats of the past whispered to each other, and the basic workers who have access to the key links of the city or town suddenly began to feel strangely silent.

The Black Gloves would eventually be guarding and monitoring the situation full-time, and as the secret forces moved on to more important assignments, the guards and workers who had been doing business as usual suddenly came together to whisper.

Everything is calm, as if the drunken and dreamlike environment will continue forever. The so-called new king ascending the throne and the royal court being destroyed are all unrealistic fantasies of lunatics.

The only thing that was slightly different was that the small groups that usually complained and had friction suddenly became quiet.

The "blind men" who the lords deliberately kept in the public opinion were suddenly betrayed by the "blind men" they deceived into darkness.

In the unknown information inbox, the number of letters filled with blood, tears and resentment dropped sharply, which made the person in charge feel a little strange:

Although they will never read these passages full of suffering and despair.

They only arrange jokes that appear to be critical of reality but are actually indifferent, deliberately covering the exploitation with a hazy and chaotic veil.

But after all, it is a place where despair can be expressed. Why don’t those garbage people with such low IQs as if they were from another species send letters calling for redemption?

Haven't you received any news that the big benefactor threw some rotten meat that you don't want to eat to open the door for the mud-legged people?

Even smart people can't figure it out in a short time.

If it were Victoria, if it were Colombia, they would definitely think about whether these untouchables were doing something "inappropriate".

But in Kazdale?

How could a bunch of idiots with low IQs think about this? !They didn’t even dare to march!

People who have only experienced fun full of roars, slogans, madness and chaos can't imagine what these people are going to do when they are full. In the end, they just shrug their shoulders and continue to burn the sharply reduced letters into a puddle of ashes - just like they have done before. .

No one has experience, no one can think, and no one can take precautions.

The only struggle that the Sakaz people experienced was to be blindly led by the leader to fight against another "adult" who brought in a bunch of demons.

But now the two adults who can make the lords wary are sucking Kazdel's blood and fighting with each other. They have no time or mood to cause trouble for them.

What adults are left?

So the news of the fall of the royal court was suppressed by the lords at the early stage.

Proper people know very well that these bottomless rumors will cause undesirable turmoil. The information loudly announced by small groups will soon be found in the chain of dissemination, interrupting the opportunity to continue to wander.

However, the whispers became more serious.

However, the black gloves can only learn some short-lived news:

For some reason, more and more people are starting to like telling jokes.

They would spin the latest antics of the foreman or overseer into a hilarious satire and preach it to every idiot they could get their hands on.

Some eloquent bachelors even randomly picked a bad patch of land, spread a tarp, and started telling stories to earn some miscellaneous money, and then disappeared in the drinking and merrymaking day after day.

But they cannot see what these parasites who specialize in sucking the blood of the untouchables and paying taxes to support the luxurious lives and terrible ambitions of the gentlemen are doing.

The guards who interrogated the small group that promoted the New King quickly returned to normal after being unfamiliar for a while. In addition to completing their work exceptionally well, they visited the black tavern more and more often:

One after another "tips" were extracted from the hands of these shop owners.

When the bosses laughed at them and were about to become scapegoats to appease the public's anger, no one knew where the money went. The gangsters didn't care, the black gloves didn't care, and the bosses were still immersed in their personal ambitions and refused to wake up.

The poor workers, the infected people rotting in despair, and the "bad people" who are living in the embarrassment of poverty know where these sweat-soaked banknotes have gone.

The common people, who live a life as high as the upper class, and are better off than the "untouchables" who cannot make ends meet and have no meal left, know where these obscure dirty dolls have gone.

The lowest-level guards who have no hope of promotion and see that their future life will only be used and lost step by step also know where the money is spent.

……

The invisible Iron Curtain is taking shape.

Chapter 2 Our cause is just! (one)

"Cazdale is worse than I thought."

Resandral, who was working in the office, suddenly muttered to himself.

This is the fifth day that Qiao Lun has finished his self-torture. The simple office is only somewhat popular with the curtains floating in the breeze blowing from the window. The surroundings are lonely and desolate.

Just as Wen Er, who had already taken his wife and daughter to the cities around the secretly planned industrial zone, was convinced, the king named Resandral did not pay attention to the comfort and solemnity of his daily life.

This city to welcome Sakaz scholars who, like Wen'er, were recommended by "well-wishers" from different countries, was a specially planned target.

Unlike Tracys who wanted to disguise herself so that no one would know about it, the same male king

Raisan rejected the trick of hiding himself.

The city, which was completely built by the integration including Qiao Lun, imitated the ancient styles of Kazdaele and Yanguo, and was built with a mixture of building materials from clones of different countries. Even the architectural pigments that showed the heritage were designed by clones who were exposed to the customs of different regions. .

This also makes the new city full of inclusiveness and inclusiveness.

Of course, it can also be said to be a parody of the four images.

High emotional intelligence: inclusive and tolerant.

Low emotional intelligence: no culture, plagiarizing everywhere.

Victorians can see Gothic and Victorian architecture competing in the town.

Colombians can see the rough "castle" made of rocks by old cowboys and the finely spliced ​​modern industrial buildings staring at each other.

The mage spire of Leitania and the ore hall of Rem Billiton watch each other from the two sharp corners of this remote town.

People from the Yan Kingdom will smile when they see the administrative hall built by Lessandral himself:

The cornices, glazed tiles, palace walls and common courtyard column structures are indeed different from the materials used in ancient buildings, but the fine style and cultural remnants of the same line are not deceiving. This must be the result of inspecting several ancient Yanguo buildings. Designed by an old designer!

But the most open-minded Yanguo people would secretly wonder if the owner of this palace had offended the old architect:

Such a building that does not conform to the Feng Shui of the Yan Kingdom is incompatible with the consistent perfection. Instead, it looks like a novice who does not know how to pretend to understand and is painting hastily.

Taking into account the architectural style of Kazdaele that cannot be deleted, Sakaz guests who have traveled to Yan Country can't help but secretly guess whether the old architect will be furious because the architectural drawings that he worked so hard on have been changed.

He angrily tore up the designed drawings and left with a curse, leaving a poor Sakaz architect who didn't ask for a thorough explanation to continue completing this large project in accordance with Party A's requirements.

But the old Sakaz, who has lived in Kazdare for nearly 50 years, will angrily feel that the Sakaz designer who designed the palace has been wronged:

Every corner of this treasure displays Kazdel's unique roughness and delicate style hidden in it. Every brick and every corner has various ancient runes carefully painted on it.

Many of the style structures designed to show majesty are specially designed counterattack structures:

The architectural style of Sakaz is like this, and there will always be countless secret doors left to kill the fools who are bold enough to try to challenge the Demon King.

And this designer brilliantly used patterns and bricks to package the ferocious runes into a gorgeous and solemn scenery - the link that most tests the design ability of traditional Sakaz architects.

Such a perfect and exquisite creation would not lose to Kazdel's proud king's palace, but due to Party A's strange taste, it was mixed with a lot of styles that were not demonic.

Both parties were so outstanding that Engineer Sakaz, who majored in engineering and minored in architecture, was fascinated by them, but for some reason, they were combined with the tendency to make things better by abandoning them.

Many Sakaz were puzzled.

What's more, they couldn't help asking cautiously to Her Highness Ursa who was receiving them, but Her Highness told them with a smile, "This is a small hint before a request that will surely be revealed and shock the world, just like the ever-changing Source Stone before a natural disaster." ripple."

The mysterious smile eliminated the anxiety, allowing the Sakaz who once again left their hometowns to return to their hometowns due to the persecution of fate to feel relieved and rush to live in the planned city.

Just as Resandral promised, the industrial zones, the Ministry of Scientific Research, the Ministry of Agriculture, the Ministry of Animal Husbandry... various special zones are all large areas separated for office work.

Under the sleight-of-hand actions of a group of top bosses from the Scientific Research Department, which astonished the newly arrived Engineer Sakaz, the Source Stone Natural Disaster moved away from the planned specific area, and the dangers along the way were avoided through underground tunnels.

——The extremely fast tunnel transportation can even complete the transition between work and home in half an hour.

The dreamlike life of the returned Sakaz is so wonderful. Although many supplies cannot be obtained due to the poor environment in Kazdare and can only be bought and sold in limited quantities, none of the Sakaz people are dissatisfied:

The Sakaz people in the living area found that the guards who maintained order were treated the same as them. They ate whatever the ordinary Sakaz ate, even if the guards had to spend unimaginable energy patrolling the streets.

——It is not to suppress the unrest in each household, nor to search and plunder from house to house. Even the most destitute refugees find that they forgive, manage, maintain order and intimidate the villains equally.

The Sakaz children, who were trembling with fear from the mercenaries and legions, were willing to ask for help from all the guards after a month. Every Sakaz guard wearing fine clothes would not refuse.

All gangsters who tried to rob, steal, or harm others were arrested and punished with astonishing efficiency. Everything was carried out in accordance with the laws clearly engraved on the stone tablet in front of the court.

——So fair that men and women would wake up from this ordinary story in their midnight dreams when they recalled that group of nobles who were so unfair that they drank blood and drank flesh.

All the guards responsible for daily life are busy. Even if they are called to their door, the civilians of Sakaz will not be frightened, just like the gangsters:

Because they found that as long as the laws were not triggered, nothing would happen. The domineering existence in other cities was kind and majestic in the city of His Highness:

Kindness is to every ordinary person who is subject to their legal propaganda, and dignity is to deal with those who are stubborn and try to form gangs and do nothing.

The garbage obtained.

Everything was so perfect that it never existed in dreams.

His Highness named Lessandral is incredibly generous and compassionate, and every family can get their own gift when registering:

The TV set that can listen to the program and the signal line are equipped with it, and the program performances from other cities that are unimaginable are played (the blood is not cold, they are prostituted from different mobile cities, and there are special feathers in charge of translation).

Simple furniture made of rough but sturdy materials was delivered door-to-door by the guards responsible for refugee resettlement. Every conscientious Sakaz was astonished by the guards' tireless efforts, while those who were born bad were labored by the guards many times. There was no exhaustion of bravery to intimidate the two forces into fighting.

A living room, a guest room, a study, a living room (there are two in the sakaz that make up the family), a fully equipped bathroom with matching bath fixtures.

——This is a big deal that even Sakaz, who is not good at math, knows. In order to make such large-scale basic equipment effective, the labor and maintenance fees required cannot be calculated rationally. Qualified engineers can calculate the manpower and material resources required for this process. I have a toothache!

As well as various employment subsidies and industry subsidies as promised, schools set up in different communities according to academic levels and age groups, and fire stations that can quickly dispatch to solve problems after receiving a call.

His Highness Lesandral used the mystery and power from the beginning to show his majesty, and used everything closely related to life to spread kindness and credibility.

The propaganda was so tightly controlled that every Sakaz belonging to this king knew that everything they lived in was more exquisite and beautiful than the city where that king lived.

Just like all residents when they are received, they spend unforgettable nights in towns of various styles, are comforted by the benefactors who recruit them, and then arrive safely in a great city that they could not even imagine on even more incredible days.

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Chapter 3 Our cause is just! (two)

A leader in good standing.

Policing with clear rewards and punishments.

Fair and equitable rationing.

Variety of entertainment.

Strictly controlled publicity.

……

Lysandral created a Kazdael metropolis simply modeled after the most common era silhouettes from Earth's time.

Just as Ursa and her white-feathered bodyguards set up a high platform in a different location every night to preach, Lysandral built a great city that could accept Sarkaz.

But there are some words that Ursa did not say. The Sakaz people who have not yet escaped from the extreme exploitation of the monarchy and feudal system cannot understand such rhetoric:

The great city was never a nondescript thing that Jorun built casually.

In the eyes of a special feather named Lessandral, the things that can be called a great city only exist in the hearts of the citizens living here.

But this statement is unrealistic.

The Sakaz civilians regard Kazdale as the private property of the king rather than the hometown of all Sakaz. Even if they leave their hometown due to the civil war, they are still trembling to face the culprit.

The mercenaries regard Kazdaele as a valued arena for competition, rather than an unchanging hometown where people live and die here. The spectacle of prosperity, transformation, and desolation cannot gain their sympathy. Instead, normal people who try to leave the Shura Field are regarded as Alien.

The nobles believe that Kazdaele is nominally a king's thing, but in fact it is a dinner plate that all nobles of blood take and ask for when they are hungry. What is surprising is that after the meal is over, the leftovers will reproduce themselves with great joy - it can be called vividly. For leeks.

The gangster beings who should be the masters of their own country regard themselves as private property as a matter of course, and they can accept daily exploitation just because the slave owners are kind-hearted.

The cruel and ruthless people fought and killed freely on this land, using blood and victory to prove their worth, attracting onlookers to drop meager flowers, but they did not see the tears and unwillingness of other people.

While the greedy ones are unscrupulous and gorge themselves on everything, the smart ones should also put on a layer of kindness, so that those who produce everything will shed tears of gratitude for the hidden exploitation and unearned gain.

Sarkaz, who joined the so-called "Great City", hailed Mount Lysandral and praised him as a benevolent lord.

But Lysandral could smell the stench and filth behind the title:

Even though they were deceived and unable to live in Kazdar, a group of demons still yearned for the so-called His Highness.

Qiao Lun made it clear in meetings that the direction of giving up was once secretly cherished by Lei Sang.

The sight in front of him made the Demon Prince feel sad.

Proclaiming to every Sakaz civilian who came under his rule that the royal family's rule was a whitewashed scam?

The results of testing with the resurrected Gusakaz warriors are not optimistic:

Even if they were involved in the civil war and lost everything, the foolish and loyal people were still willing to believe in the heroes who had led Sakaz to victory since the Battle of Blood Peak.

Even if these heroes are trampling on their past ideals and destroying their peaceful lives.