Is the Evil God Me?

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"As the helm, do you have any good advice?"

The First Continental War, and the future of Hopps, made all those in power standing behind the scenes keenly aware that their positions were not as unbreakable as they had imagined. Soldiers from both sides put down their weapons collectively to celebrate Winter Souls Day. For the powerful, it is like a knife that kills people in their hands. Suddenly they have their own ideas, which is really dead.

Rather than sitting on a bomb and playing a game.

They are more willing to hide away and use their wealth and power to remotely control or support those who are suitable for their own interests to control the war. The effect of dismantling the vassals around a few big countries is very harmful.

People can always think in war.

It's just that the direction of everyone's thinking may not be the same, which is also related to the position.

"I think Far South is good." The countess removed the happy water and replaced it with coffee that symbolized thinking and calm. "We are in the far south, what else are we missing?"

The barbecue meeting is almost over, and now it is time for tea and chat.

Of course, this camp is so big, and there are so many natural cover, if you have a whim, you can go to a corner with a pair to go to the field. The re-dispersed communicators seemed to be full of wolves, squinting their eyes and wagging their tails leisurely in this hazy night, thinking about what to eat for the next meal.

It can be clearly seen that among this group of people, people like Amiste, Cynthia, and Andy are vaguely present, and they are stronger than others.

"People? A glory?"

A grey-haired, well-dressed old gentleman was thoughtful.

"It's a promised land that was given to us. We discovered it fifty years ago, but it's not so easy to build a city on top of a mountain." Andy the vampire shook the goblet, if he could Ignoring the joyful water swaying inside, the graceful energy is still very pleasing to the eye.

"That's right, those **** natives don't know how to listen to the teachings of righteous gods at all, and are addicted to their false and pathetic belief in false gods."

"They should all be led into civilization, and our job is to bring civilization to these poor people."

"Fortunately, during the war, our ship tonnage and technology have been effectively broken through, and the cost has been compressed to a very low price."

"The governors of the Far South often send souvenirs..."

These dignitaries, who are extremely sensitive to changes, smelled an unusual smell, and it seemed that someone wanted to plan something during the autumn hunt. And the few people who had received the wind in advance looked at the cup in their hands, as if there was a fascinating texture worth studying.

The special festival of autumn hunting, plus the people who gathered together, their status.

It would be strange to say that no one wanted to plot anything.

Under the seemingly calm scene, there are actually waves of undercurrents turning secretly, perhaps after a few conversations, some secret actions, or a hearty exchange from the body to the soul, something will always happen inadvertently. changes happened.

And this change is very intriguing.

It was as if a ship suddenly appeared in front of him in the fog, and there were already a few familiar people standing on it. It was up to him to decide whether to board or not. Will this ship be able to keep itself soaring, and indeed have that fertile Promised Land, a future that will allow them to reach new heights.

It was a decision that bordered on a gamble.

"If the appetite is good, I'm afraid it will take another fifty years." One person hesitated.

"That's right, the table is full and the place is full, and the one who can eat has been beaten to death." Another person's humorous voice made everyone comprehend and smile, as the winning party , it is normal to take out the losers and whip the corpse to show off.

"Then... the location is there, how do you find a suitable appetite? You can't, grab it with the people at the table."

Whether or not you can grab it is two different things.

Although the governor of the Far South scolded Fang Qiu and suppressed the rebellion of the natives, it was basically a single soldier who could drive nearly a hundred natives to run away, but those were all scumbags. Not to mention armor, it’s a matter of whether or not there can be a piece of cloth to cover your shame. When they first discovered the Far South, they thought they were savages. Until now, many people still think that the Far South is wild and uncivilized. trace.

Let the governors of the Far South make money, and then spit the profits back to the mainland.

If you want them to get up and fight against their own elites, it's better to shoot them faster.

Reality needs to be considered here.

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The governors of the Far South are used to being emperors, and of course they have thought about loosening the shackles around their necks. It's just that in the far south, if it sounds good, it is a developed colony, and if it sounds bad, it is a backward hillbilly area, a civilized desert, except for those who can't survive, or who have severely offended people, or criminals, or even evil. Christians, otherwise, which serious person would go to that place in the far south?

The efforts of the governors over the years have basically had little effect, and many of them are still fishing law enforcement from Albion.

But none of these things matter to the man at the helm of this country.

As long as their necks are loosely stuck, the governors can immediately get the corresponding assembly lines and materials, and it is not difficult to replicate the foundation of Yuannan for so many years.

There are two difficulties now.

One is the market, the other is the attitude of the extraordinary.

"Some people can't eat it, so they will give up their appetite. An expected depression may make our old neighbors in the north more conscious. The governors will also understand how important friendship from the mainland is." The earl said in a deep voice, her calm and confident look made this group of socially active dignitaries hear a taste.

When the foreseeable Second Continental War arrives, they sigh that technology is changing with each passing day, and they should indeed leave a way out for themselves.

They are the players, everyone else is just pawns.

"The world's beliefs are becoming more and more complex, and the church also needs a promised land to ensure the purity of the faith." Mrs. Cynthia suddenly said, making people realize that she is still a believer of the mother goddess.