Chapter 241: We Must Be Confident!
Lu Yuan could barely understand the native language, hearing through the surveillance the nonsense Sha Sanli was bragging about.
"We are a confident civilization! We advocate for speaking the truth! The more effective suggestions made, the happier our Great Commander becomes, so everyone is very confident and full of vitality."
"The Great Commander has said that one person's wisdom is limited, but the collective wisdom of all people is boundless! The Great Commander has stated that this era is not suited for democracy, yet he still considers our opinions!"
"Since he respects us so much, naturally we also respect him!"
Lu Yuan fell silent, what the hell are you talking about...
Are these things really appropriate to be said during diplomatic exchanges?
Meanwhile, the Imperial General on the other side was getting dizzy from listening, his eyes staring skeptically at Sha Sanli and those fanatical soldiers.
What confidence and what democracy, what the hell?
He always felt like an idiot or perhaps... were they all madmen?
After what seemed like an eternity, he appeared to receive some message, arched his eyebrows, and smiled, "Our Emperor has decided to personally visit Sky City to forge a great friendship."
"Your side would be willing, right?"
Sha Sanli laughed heartily, a proverb popping into his head, one he had learned from the Chinese: "The arrival of the Emperor is truly... a glory to our city..."
"Haha, our Great Commander will surely be most welcoming."
Watching this unfold, Lu Yuan found it all exceedingly bizarre.
Sha Sanli is usually quite sharp-witted; why is he rambling like an idiot now?
Even more strangely, why don't they allow our people to come in, sit down, and have a cup of tea?
He remembered, even the Sha Li Clan had some cultural etiquette when they received him, giving him camel milk to drink.
And now, such a vast empire with no manners?
A bunch of people standing and talking?
The Emperor personally visiting?
Lu Yuan frowned in thought, struggling to understand...
When traveling abroad, when you can't understand something, it can only be understood as... a crisis!
Suddenly, he felt a deep sense of vigilance.
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In just a moment, several magnificently decorated carriages came rolling out from the city gate.
The horses were majestic, each with a single horn on their head and standing three meters tall, their figures commanding and imposing.
The Mandala Empire, after all, is an established empire that has retained a great deal of supernatural heritage, and the carriages were splendid, painted with golden dragon motifs.
But the spirits of these horses seemed somewhat deflated, unwilling to move as though they weren't well-fed or were malnourished.
Following the carriages were several hundred soldiers, all Level Three experts, likely the most elite troops.
"Our Emperor rides within," the occupants of the carriage said.
Sha Sanli bowed slightly, stopping short of kneeling.
"Ambassador Sha, no need for such formalities, please get in the carriage!" The person inside the carriage spoke, "We'll take good care of the people you've brought."
"Then I shan't decline humbly if I must obey respectfully," responded Sha Sanli with a wave of his hand, "Let's go then, my fellow soldiers, it's time to take the carriage home."
The soldiers were extremely excited, boarding the several carriages behind.
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Watching this grand procession come forth, Lu Yuan was at a loss for words and quickly exited Green Grass Paradise, "Old Cat, this scene, it gives me an indescribable sense of eeriness."
"I don't know what's wrong, could it be the Barbarian culture?"
After pondering for a long time, he still couldn't pinpoint the inexplicable feeling.
"Maybe you could receive the Emperor?"
Old Cat's gemstone eyes looked at him, "Do you think the appearance of a cat like me is suitable for receiving guests? Comrade, you'd have to give me a big and powerful body first."
Lu Yuan, expressionless, "Being big and powerful is not a problem, but the Divine King won't come near you after that."
Old Cat's eyes widened, and he trembled, his tail shooting up, "Oh right! What is the Divine King doing?"
"The city has been flying for so long, she might be tired. Perhaps she is sleeping."
"Why aren't you mentioning progress? Have a child and let Mr. Cat play with it."
Lu Yuan was silent for a while before he revealed his thoughts, "I can't help it, her 'Mind Control' ability fluctuates with her cognitive level. We have to wait for her soul to solidify and fully mature before stabilizing 'Mind Control'."
'Mind Control' is indeed a powerful ability, with Sealing, telepathy, Engraving reading, Super Thinking, Text Translation, Parallel Thinking... almost omnipotent. (The ability is slightly weaker than the original)
Even abilities like Dimensional Travel could be used.
The cognitive level of the Conch is no longer infantile; the decline of 'Mind Control' is real.
Luckily, she has 34 points of Divine Attribute, which keeps a significant portion of this ability.
Moreover, Lu Yuan has raised her well, and her Divine Attribute is still improving.
Lu Yuan sighed, "If the girl turns into a young woman, with increased cognition, the ability would again regress significantly."
"We can only wait until her soul is completely solidified..."
"I can't play away her abilities just for pleasure."
"You are quite responsible... Alas, Mr. Cat will have to wait a long time to play with your child." Experience more content on My Virtual Library Empire
"Cough, let's talk about something serious."
The man and the cat discussed it for a while.
Since they are going to develop here for a while and want to get along well with the neighbors, it can naturally reduce a lot of trouble.
However, this situation has a touch of oddity; on the first day of meeting, the Emperor himself came over, which is somewhat puzzling—are all barbarians so brave and good at fighting?
Just to be safe, Lu Yuan decided to have his soldiers take up arms, equipped with Opium poppy buds as earphones.
With the current industrial capabilities of humans, manufacturing ammunition on a large scale is not easy.
But simple weapons like Fuel Bombs can be produced as long as there is oil.
In addition, Lu Yuan had the Insect Soldiers prepare for battle, including two Worm Kings, seven Absorbers, twelve Big Mantises, twenty Ground Drillers, twelve Liquid AcidSprayers (used for extracting metals)...
These big insects were calling out "zhī ma" and "yā bà" with fierce eyes.
Working every day does not suit their nature; battle is their true calling!
"King, we are ready! Ready to wipe them out at any time!"
The Worm King was extremely excited, and the bone spikes on its arms extended outwards.
In fact, there were only about fifty of the insects.
The Insect Race eats too much, and except for the Worm King, they lack wisdom.
If they can't work, they are purely a burden.
That's why not many have been hatched.
Large war machines like Leviathans and Mammoths are still in their egg state.
"Don't act rashly," Lu Yuan cautioned, his scalp tingling, "We are making the worst preparation. Whether to wage war will depend on my notice, understand?"
"Understood, King!"
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