Ark Simulator, we're just friends, right?

I can't exchange more than a dozen pieces of pure origin stones and let doctors from different dimensions rush over and carry Su Mu on their shoulders, that would be too magical.

"Well, I got it, just hold on." Su Mu, who was cheered by the system, reluctantly let out a sigh of relief. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. The right way is to get into the town and find a place to sleep.

Touching the horns that had always existed on his head, Su Mu felt that they would not refuse a poor little Sarkaz to enter the town, right?Right?

Constantly approaching the edge of the town, because he didn't deliberately hide himself, Su Mu's figure was quickly spotted by the sentinels.

They immediately raised their bows and crossbows to make Su Mu stop. After all, he entered the town wearing a cloak at night and was still in Kazdale, a simple place with simple folk customs. If you say you have no second thoughts, you must have ambitions.

It's not that the sentries were nervous, but that Kazdel couldn't tolerate tolerance and looseness.

Raising his hands high to express surrender and harmlessness, Su Mu naturally waited for the sentry's next move. After all, it is understandable that Kazdel is more strict.

"You, take off your hood." A sentry was photographed for inspection, and aimed at Su Mu's chest with a crossbow arrow.

To be honest, he is very nervous, because it is possible to kill him directly if he encounters a violent fellow clan, and although his own combat power is not weak, he belongs to the middle and lower ranks among Sarkaz, even The kind that mercenaries are hard to beat.

So even though Su Mu looks short in front of him, he should not be judged by his appearance.

Therefore, in order to save his life, he had to be more cautious.

The cautious Su Mu facing the Sarkaz sentinel couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then sighed helplessly in his heart, and said somewhat helplessly:

"Is it necessary to be so strict, obviously everyone is Sarkaz..."

Then he lifted the hood rather helplessly, revealing his beautiful face, with reproach and helplessness in his red eyes, the calmness and helplessness on his face made one feel as if he was caught in a whirlpool and couldn't extricate himself from it.

The slightly magnetic and soft girlish voice is like the sound of nature, with a little gentleness, and she doesn't feel angry at all despite being treated rudely.

This kind of girl sentinel seems to have been seen before, when did it come...

Five years ago, or ten years ago?

Whispering in a low voice, he couldn't help saying the name.

"Your Highness Teresia..."

The appearance is somewhat similar, but more importantly, that kind of gentle and calm aura makes Sarkaz's mind peaceful. The sentry originally thought that he would never feel peace of mind again in his life.

Su Mu was slightly taken aback when he heard the murmur, and then looked at the other party strangely. The sentinel also realized his rudeness, apologized quickly, and led Su Mu into the town.

And looking at the girl's back and peaceful aura, although I know that my thoughts are a little unbelievable, even a little delusional.

But the sentry felt that this girl might be able to save Sarkaz...

"Hey, Uncle Sentinel, what are you in a daze for? Let's go. Where's the residence you introduced to me? Hurry up and lead the way."

"Ah, sorry, I thought of some past events, let me lead the way next."

Su Mu's urging sound brought Wei Wei's dazed sentry back to his senses, and he hurried forward to lead the way, and the messy thoughts in his mind were temporarily forgotten.

Su Mu, who stayed in the hotel, looked at the moonlight outside the window, opened the system panel thoughtfully after locking the doors and windows, and pressed the establishment of camp.

Then, in silence, a banner with a ferocious ancient white demon imprint resembling a deer's head and matching cross stripes appeared in the house.

Su Mu was a little surprised by the sudden appearance of the flag, but stroked the white demon pattern on it, and she understood that Kazdel's future might be in her own hands.

The fire of the stars has rekindled in the land of Kazdel, and this time Sarkaz will be born of light.

Chapter 86 There is something wrong with your national policy

"Teacher, there are problems with the three national policies you gave, I dare not choose."

In the early morning, the sun was high, but our Su Mu was sitting on the bed and didn’t seem to be struggling at all. Of course, it’s not her fault. Can't even look at a complete brain.

【ah?Host, these national policies are very precious, they are all carefully crafted by big bosses, they are definitely very useful, you have to believe me! 】

The system that was questioned immediately exploded. After all, these national policies were obtained from other big bosses through her relationship, and they were all customized for Terra's environment. How could there be problems?

Impossible, absolutely impossible, these are all Terra series national policies customized by the boss, how could something happen?

Looking at the system that made a firm statement, Su Mu fell silent. She is not a political expert, but she is definitely not a political idiot, not to mention that she has experienced the simulation of a conspirator, Frederick, so she is naturally very sensitive in this regard.

If we only talk about results and efficiency, then the national policy given by the system is indeed very good, and it is also very suitable for the current form of Kazdel, but the problem is that the process will never be beautiful, and it will even be cruel.

why?

Because you see what kind of national policy this is!

On the left is [Spark Ignition], the symbol of a hammer and sickle in the middle of a Venus, needless to say what its composition is?This is very left, very good, but the problem is that it is not practical for Terra to do this, unless the system itself does this and keeps disconnecting, but the problem is that its own system is a simulator system, and the camp is just a branch, even the national policy is Substitute production, how dare you do it.

What's more, if you really want to do it, Ursus is suitable. There are sharp class contradictions and a large base of people at the bottom. It is enough to solve the elite enemy units and cultivate your own elite units to compete with them.

But Kazdel is really not good. You must have a foundation of productivity to make red. The question is where does the current Kazdel come from?Even class is almost gone, and it has completely degenerated into the appearance of primitive agglomeration where power is respected. Except for some princes who may have classes in areas ruled by warlords, other places are basically anarchic, and it cannot be true. Turn to Anachi.

Although Su Mu is very yearning for this route, if he really chooses it, then the outcome is likely to be the collapse of the middle way, so he is the first to veto it.

As for the right side, it is even more dark. Just seeing the familiar swastika, Su Mu almost fainted. This is not the scariest thing. What is the scariest thing? The scariest thing is not the swastika. The meaning of the latter, after all, there is a way out for Sarkaz to do this now, after all, it will not be worse, and the route Tracys took is not bad.

But what is the problem?The problem is that the following national policies are all two big red letters, and the word 'top secret' is marked under the icon. What is this composition?This is for purification!

No, no, this is absolutely not possible. Sarkaz who are chicken farms can’t stand it. They have been demonized by hostility from other countries. If this wave takes this route, won’t it publicly show that Sarkaz is a devil? ?

The current Kazdel could no longer endure another war, nor could he accept the so-called cleansing and purification, so without even thinking about it, Su Mu directly ignored this route.

After going back and forth, the last route left is the middle route, which is actually not very good, but this is the only national policy route that Su Mu can barely accept and is suitable for Kazdel and his current identity.

--【return to the past】

Although looking at the name of this thing, it is easy to think of a guy against the sky, especially looking at Theresia on the icon and the countercurrent clock behind her, it increases the sense of sight.

But after looking at the national policy, although if one is not careful, it will turn right to death, but in fact, it is still possible to walk out of a pertinent monarch line and then transfer to capital, and even if conditions permit, it is not impossible to directly transfer to the red system.

But Su Mu still didn't want to click, because if you don't operate deeply, you will turn right to the extreme, and there are even a bunch of extreme policies below, so that Su Mu, a good boy in the new era, can't help being a black girl now.

Looking at the national policy full of malice towards the world in front of him, Su Mu couldn't help thinking about how the brain of the person who wrote the national policy grew. It wouldn't be that the head was divided into two parts, a left brain grew, and a right brain grew. Each manages its own non-aggression.

"...May I take the liberty to ask, Tongzi, who is the leader of the national policy for you... the system?"

After hesitating for a moment, Su Muan still couldn't bear the curiosity in his heart. After all, no one is not curious about the existence of this kind of strange thing.

【ah?Boss... A boss is a boss... But if you insist on it, it seems to be... a new order?Or some other system, but the boss likes to be called TNO by others, and he doesn't know what it means. 】

Cheerfully said something terrible, the system obviously didn't know the true gold content of this boss.

"In the future...don't associate with this big guy." Taking a deep breath, Su Mu felt a chill down his spine. What is the real heavyweight?

This big guy is the real heavyweight, and his own system should have less contact with the other party, in case one day his system suddenly wants to purify himself, it will not be fun.

"I choose the national policy [Back to the past], and then decide [Emphasis on publicity], is that okay?"

Hurriedly throwing away the terrifying thoughts, he clicked on the barely feasible route. Su Mu clicked on the resolution again, looked at the emphasis on the propaganda above, and asked the system.

[Of course, the current political points and command points are enough, and there is a map in the lower right corner, the host can study it. 】

After an affirmative response, the system has another function to remind Su Mu of the camp.

Then Su Mu opened the map under the guidance of the system and was shocked.

"Is this the all-round transparent God's perspective?"

With a sweeping view of the surrounding buildings, areas, terrain and city plan, Su Mu, as an old Viper player, immediately felt a sense of familiarity.

Because it is clearly a steel 4 map, but it is more detailed and exquisite. This kind of thing is very scary. Everyone knows the gold content of the transparent perspective of God on a one-sided battlefield.

This is especially true in Terra, a world of the colder weapon age.

But looking at the surrounding military districts, Su Mu fell into silence again, counting the grids and comparing them with the size of Victoria.

Su Mu discovered a terrible truth,

"Why is the entire territory of Kazdale about the same size as Victoria?"

Seeing the surrounding Gorefiend Marquis Military District, Cyclops Military District, Shapeshifter Free Zone, Scavenger-dominated Zone... and so on, the nine princely-occupied areas, a pile of wasteland, and the anarchic area under his feet, Su Mu realized that Kazdale's land area is definitely not a tiny bit as described by yj.

But think about it, when the powerful Sarkaz group gathers together, how can the country be small?

The next thing I have to do is to put them together...

Looking at the seven-day national policy, Su Mu felt a little heavy. After all, what she had to do and the pressure she would face would be great, and the future of the Kazdel Restoration Organization was still unclear. The total core population was only one Organization, what do you say?

So, there is a long way to go...

Chapter 87 Propaganda and Haizi at the Other End

While Su Mu was still planning what to do in the future, the resolution had already begun to take effect.

On the streets of Kazdale, people come and go, and most of the Sarkaz are silent. They live in the military area and anarchic area of ​​​​the kings' courts. The king who won the civil war left here. No one knows what the future should be like. , most Sarkaz just want to survive.

Gers was originally a member of this group of Sarkaz. During the civil war, he was a sentinel loyal to Queen Theresa's faction. At that time, he was full of longing and hope for the future, which even led to The disabled right leg, now walks with a limp, was ridiculed by others as 'lame Geers'.

At the beginning, he was a little angry, but gradually he became numb. Like those colleagues in the past, Gers was in poor health, so he was also unwelcome in Sarkaz, which also caused him to Life is not going well, and I even have to rely on some friends to help me and do some odd jobs to survive.

Sometimes, Gers even thought it would be nice if he died during the Civil War, so that he would not have to go back to the dark to suffer and suffer.

But he survived, so he had to continue walking in the darkness, like millions of Sarkaz.

The unexamined day started again, but today Geers had nothing to do, the tavern owner fired him, and he lost his source of livelihood again, but at least the boss paid him some wages, so that he would not starve to death. street.

He intends to relax a little today, at least before his wallet runs dry and before he finds his next job.

After tossing and turning, he came to the dark alley, walked through the path full of water stains, mud and moss, and soon Geers came to a tavern along the route he remembered.

This used to be one of the intelligence agencies of the Tower of Babel, and now it has completely turned into a tavern, run by my old friend. Although my old friend has long since ignored the business, the bartender knows him anyway and will treat him a little better , at least you don’t have to worry about watering it down when drinking, even though it’s just a low-quality cereal wine.

jingle--

The familiar bell rang, and Gers hung the tattered coat on the hanger beside him, showing a thin and lifeless face, and then limped into the tavern.

But the bartender took a look at him and ignored him. After all, he was an acquaintance, so he didn't need to say hello.

Unspokenly, he took out a bottle of dark beer from the wine cabinet, and the bartender took out two glasses, which was rare, and sat beside Geers, opened the wine and poured a glass each.

"I can't afford stout." With a self-deprecating smile, Geers was a little surprised what day it is today. After all, there is not much whole wheat beer in Kazdel now, let alone stout. After all, grain production Due to the excessive waste soil caused by the civil war, the production volume was reduced.

Most of the food for foreign trade is smuggled in, and the black market can sell for sky-high prices in one go. An ordinary Sarkaz like him can basically only buy food after a hungry meal to barely survive.

It is not always possible to come across some wine made from grain like this all year round.

The bartender could naturally see Geers' difficulty, so he replied casually:

"My treat."

As he spoke, he drank the dark beer in his bottle. He knew his old friend's financial resources, and he also knew this old friend's talent buried by the war. Although he knew it was dangerous, it also violated his original intention. , My old friend can do one thing for me.

A promotional poster was handed to Gers...

"Kazdel Restoration Organization? Hehe, is there any meaning to Kazdel without the Demon King?" Seeing the promotional words on the poster, Gers, who was drinking a dark beer, almost laughed out loud. full of sarcasm.

Obviously, he is not surprised by such an organization. It is true that many Sarkaz who followed His Highness Theresa chose to organize various restoration committees after the failure of the civil war, but they were all meaningless.

In the end, they either disbanded on their own or were crushed by the regent's men. They were like a group of moths jumping towards the flames.

In Kazdel, no matter what time it is, only the Demon King can bind the people of Sarkaz together and form a rope.

The bartender was a little dissatisfied with his attitude, but thinking of what happened to Gers, he kept silent about it. After all, when he saw the publicity, he dismissed it. The reason why he brought it back was because he was worried that his tavern would be destroyed. The gendarmes outside copied it and brought it in to avoid trouble.

But after touching this advertisement, the bartender realized that Kazdel's hope had returned.

"Touch this promotional poster, and you'll understand."

Maybe those pictures are fake, they are Originium skills, but maybe they are also true, my own blindness may lose my life, the bartender knows it, but he wants to give it a try.

After all, he has lived for so many years, even if he dies, he still wants to die on the principle of chasing dreams.

Even if he really dies at that time, the bartender can still smile to meet Her Majesty Theresa's heroic spirit and countless generations of ancestors, and tell them that he died for the revival of the empire with the pride of a Sarkaz.

This is much better than being a bartender and dying of old age or dying of Originium disease.

In the same way, he also hopes that more Sarkaz can see this hope, whether they believe it or not, of course, as the first person to pass the hope to the bartender, Gers is very lucky.

Because from now on, his life will enter another track...

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Deep sea, big nest.

Sea descendants wander in the big nest, waiting for the evolution of blood relatives.

Under the dark deep sea, gigantic shimmering eggs lay on the fine sand of the seabed, surrounded by nests built by sea descendants, and sea marks glowing with faint blue fluorescence.