People are in the Ark, I am the mastermind behind them

"..."

Lin He saw that Feodor didn't speak. He was a little embarrassed because what he just said was too shameful.He could only keep comforting himself that this was a dream and there was nothing to be ashamed of.

So, Lin He snapped his fingers, and he began to recall the CGs he had seen, and the images of the entire world began to blur and change.

Fyodor raised his head in surprise. He found that the world around him had changed, and countless scenes emerged before his eyes.

On the lifeless land, the red light of disaster hangs down from the sky. The initial furnace is slowly opened, and the dark figure steps into it to complete the great cause of killing the king; above the strange and mysterious starry sky, countless fleets gather, heading towards the unknown Driving into the distance; the history of civilization rises from the ground, the king and the people walk on the same land, countless dynasties change, and the heavy history is coming.

Time seems to have passed only one second, and it seems that 1 years have passed.When Feodor came back to his senses, he looked at Lin He with even more surprise and fear.

The king of the mortal world cannot interfere with the gods in the clouds.

Fyodor was not as iron-blooded and tough as his subjects imagined.He was somewhat indecisive, and he was awed by the horrors that lay beneath the mists of Ursus' history.

Lin He noticed the change in the man's attitude in front of him, and he was very satisfied.

"You are here, what can I ask for?"

Lin He spoke casually. Since it was a dream, of course he could satisfy the wishes of the person in front of him.

Lin He's words stunned Fyodor, his brain began to work rapidly, and countless thoughts were flowing and passing by.

Several times, Fyodor opened his mouth, but did not dare to continue.

He remembered a truth he had learned from countless books: seek true power in the majesty of God, and mercy is just a covering curtain.

Finally, he formulated a common-sense request in his heart and then said it

"I want to find a way to make Ursus strong again"

Feodor's words stunned Lin He, and he began to look at the man in front of him again.

He is tall and straight, with a chiseled face. His eyes are sharp, like cold gems, and he has the temperament of a superior.As for his clothing, he wore a gilt casual coat and a deerskin belt around his waist, embroidered with the royal family of Ursus.

Could it be that the man in front of me is a certain Earl and Duke of Ursus?Or maybe he is the Ursus Emperor himself who doesn't even have a portrait.

Lin He didn't dwell too much on this issue, because dreams don't need reasons.

"Powerful? What does it mean to be powerful?"

he asked back

"With its arsenal of soldiers and armor, does it mean that the state of Chenjing is strong? If its territory is vast, does it mean that its nobles surrender to it?"

"A country without foundation is like a castle made of sand. A slight blow from the wind and waves will cause turmoil of change."

“It matters who is a friend and who is an enemy”

"If the nobles support the rule, do they have to be trusted? If the infected cause unrest, do they have to be eliminated?"

"To win over what you want to win over, to attack what you want to attack"

Feodor showed a thoughtful expression, and he began to think about the meaning of Lin He's words.

In fact, he was not a political strongman like the late emperor. He was wavering and indecisive. If it had not been for a group of royalists as his base, loyally standing by his side, he would have been eliminated in the turbulent political struggle. The nobles devour.

"So, who can I win over?"

Fyodor expressed his doubts

Lin He said nothing. He turned his attention to the sunflowers growing on the ice sheet.

In the Ursus concept, the sunflower has always been associated with loyalty and patriotism.

"Who do you think is the most loyal to the emperor's rule on this land?"

Fyodor ponders

"Royalist?"

"wrong"

"Great noble?"

'wrong'

"Who the hell is that?"

Lin He chuckled, showing a somewhat sarcastic expression.

"They are those infected who have been deprived of their most basic rights."

"They didn't even have the right to live, but they still didn't rise up and overthrow the empire's rule."

"Even if the empire is willing to give them the slightest bit of equality, they are willing to turn into the sharpest sword and cut off the injustice in this land, even if they fall to pieces."

Chapter 10: It’s broken, I’ve become a magic stick

Standing in the endless sea of ​​flowers, the emperor of Ursus was lost in thought.

Of course he knows the tragic situation of the infected people in Ursus, he identifies with these infected people, and he also wants to change this situation.

But Fyodor couldn't do it.

Fyodor clearly understands who his power comes from, and his strength is not enough to support him to complete the reform of the bad government and give the infected the identity they want.

Otherwise, the old nobles will launch a rebellion, the new nobles will look on with cold eyes, and the incited civilians will blindly and foolishly follow the nobles, raising the banner of "hang the emperor."

Fyodor alone could not complete such a great reform.

The inner guard would betray him, the new nobles would betray him, and even the common people of Ursus would betray him.

A look of hesitation appeared on the emperor's face. He felt that Lin He's proposal was unreliable. He believed that it would make the empire doomed.At least at this moment, he couldn't agree.

Lin He took the change in Feodor's expression into his heart, and he completely understood the nobleman's thoughts.Reform will always experience pain, and reform always requires courage and courage.

As a player, these two things are the most indispensable.

"Noble, since you were born, have you ever decided on something independently and freely based on your own will?"

Lin He's voice was almost magical, and he aroused the confusion and doubt in Feodor's heart.

The ruler of Ursus subconsciously wanted to reply "yes", but he hesitated.

Before he succeeded to the throne, he had always followed his mother's teachings and never changed. After the death of the late emperor, he also wanted to make changes for the country, but those measures were either interrupted by the rebellion of the nobles, or... The redistribution of rights and the reorganization of interests are completely compromised.

He saw the evil done by the old nobles, and he also witnessed the hardships suffered by the common people.He didn't want to associate with the corrupt nobles. He wanted to make the people of Ursus live a better life, but he couldn't.

All along, Fyodor agreed with whatever Werther said. Fyodor understood that Werther was not a clown and jester. He was indeed doing practical things for the common people, but Fyodor did not want to go on like this.

So, he said to Lin He

"No, I haven't done that"

Lin He smiled. He knew that the life of a noble was always full of fooling and compromise, and he would no longer talk about it.

"Well, let's look at something bigger and more ambitious."

Lin He raised his hand, and he let the entire dream change again.

Without any warning, a ship rose from the ground. It was an extremely majestic land ship, a steel creation that surpassed the current civilization.

The metal shell covering the surface of the ship shone with silver-gray luster, and the staggered staircase-like buildings dotted the hull. It looked like a huge beast floating in the boundless sea, and it instantly attracted Fyodor's attention.

"Let's take a look together"

Lin He made a gesture of invitation, and then walked into the ship first, followed closely by Feodor.

What appeared in the eyes of the emperor was a completely different picture.In this land cruiser, Fyodor saw infected and non-infected people living in harmony. They could be friends, teachers and students, or lovers.In this ship, Originium Disease has lost its effectiveness, discrimination no longer exists, and everyone can live equally.

Lin He came to the window seat. He brought himself a chair, set up a sofa opposite, and motioned for Feodor to sit down.

"At the beginning, this was just a small group with few people. However, when it fought for the rights of infected people, many people gathered under its banner."

"It is alive and has infinite possibilities."

Lin He smiled

"Where's Ursus?"

Fyodor couldn't help but laugh. He thought of the intrigues, corrupt and corrupt Ursus nobles, and of the infected and civilians who were still suffering.

"Usas...needs change"

At this moment Fyodor came to a conclusion.

Lin He agreed with his words, and Lin He said obediently

"Yes, Ursus needs change, and this land also needs change."

"Killing a noble and executing a king will not change anything. Only by touching the root can the shadow be cleared away."

Lin He felt that this dream was really long, but he enjoyed the feeling of having someone to talk about in common with him.

"We will liberate the infected, we will use sword and fire to judge the fallen nobles, we will pull Ursus out of the mire, and we will let the common people receive education so that they can see who is the real oppressor. "

Fyodor nodded.

"At that time, the balance of fairness will rest in the hearts of the people."

But he hesitated for a moment

"However, my strength is not strong enough to support reform."

Opposite him, the black figure smiled disdainfully, as if the whole world was trembling in his hands.

"Then I will help you"

Lin He stood up and said in a sharp voice

"Let those corrupt officials, lackeys and scum tremble in front of us."

For Lin He, coming to this world is like participating in a game, and he is a perfectionist who wants to expel suffering and injustice from this land.

Fyodor nodded excitedly, understanding the meaning behind this sentence.

This is...a promise from a god.

"I, Fyodor Vladimirovich, believe in your promise"

He performed an extremely standard and elegant aristocratic etiquette.

Opposite Fyodor, Lin He raised his eyebrows and whispered to himself:

"He really is that emperor."

After all, this dream is too real, right?

Lin He subconsciously felt something was wrong, but he didn't think about it that way.

He could feel that he was about to wake up from this dream, so he said to Fyodor

"Then, I look forward to our next encounter."

The light came in like a tide, drowning the two of them.

On the side, Lin He woke up from the snow. He remembered that he had a strange dream.

Not far away, the shadow is still keeping a loyal vigil.

"Wait, what is this?"

After opening the terminal, Lin He's face suddenly turned pale.

On the friend function interface, a new name appeared.

"Fyodor Vladimirovich"

Lin He looked like he had seen a ghost

"Could it be that what just happened was not a dream?"

His face was a little distorted, and he felt bad.

If he had known better, he should have asked Fyodor for an ID card.

Chapter 11: The king who began to resist

In the exquisitely decorated room, Fyodor got up from the desk.He subconsciously glanced at the quartz clock hanging on the wall and found that time had not passed long.

The emperor moved his aching hands and feet slightly, and then looked towards the door without any trace.

He was not sure whether the inner guard had come in. Although the sharpest blade in the empire repeatedly promised to be loyal to him, Fyodor always doubted this. He did not trust the inner guard.