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Chapter 345 Enthroned
The orcs from the outer town walked into Tomorrow City and saw a new flag with a red background hanging on the eaves of Tomorrow City.

Instead of the large lion's head, the red flag is a shield with a cross of muskets and sickles on the back of the shield.

On the surface of the shield, two ears of rice meet at one place, and in the center is a fist holding fate, symbolizing that all the people of the Lionheart Kingdom overthrew the tyranny of the past with muskets and agricultural sickles and formed a new imperial country.

This is the new flag of the Lionheart Empire, not the previous Lionhead flag.

In addition, the name of the new country has not changed, because there was no satisfactory result in the discussion among the people, and Allen himself was named abolished, and the old name of the country was temporarily used. The full name is the Lionheart Empire.

At present, Allen is the emperor of the Lionheart Empire, with supreme power, having legislative, executive, and judicial powers.

However, Allen usually has no time to manage those messy things, and the three powers are in charge of the political organization he established.

To put it simply, it is the shopkeeper who throws his hands away, and the orcs below are all his wage earners, helping him with work.

Once Allen wants to ask something, his power is above everyone, and countless people work for his words.

The imperial system is a test of the emperor's ability to govern the world, and it is also a system with high administrative efficiency. Allen is an old player, and he has knowledge of biotechnology. His future lifespan is theoretically unlimited, so he will naturally choose a centralized system that is convenient for him to do things. regime.

"Speaking of which, why didn't I see His Majesty Allen's new palace?"

"Yeah, didn't you say that the enthronement ceremony will be held at noon today?"

The foreign orcs were all orcs who came to the new king's capital to visit the enthronement ceremony. By the way, they had a look at the working environment in Tomorrow City. If it was as attractive as rumored, they planned to find a job that night.

The outsider didn't understand that they didn't find the palace after half a circle in the city, but saw countless big chimneys in the industrial area first.

"Will those buildings be palaces?"

Some orcs pointed at the guards of the industrial plants. The guards of this era are all musketeers standing at the door, holding black steel spears in their hands, which has a different kind of threat.

As we all know, there are guards with knives in front of the gate of the palace, and the main combat weapons in Tomorrow City are thermal weapons, so the guards with guns fit the fantasy of the orcs.

"It must be the new palace!"

"But there is no imperial palace made of huge stones here, nor is it resplendent and resplendent, and there are rumbling sounds inside. Is this really an imperial palace?"

"Go, go and ask and you will know."

The outsider walked up to the spearman friendly and nervous, but was stopped by the spearman with his eyes.

A few seconds later, the spearman knew the reason of the crowd, and his tense face eased slightly, "Outsider, this is an industrial park, not a palace, and there is no plan to build a palace in the city tomorrow."

The gunmen shattered the fantasies of foreigners with affirmative, definite, and 100% tone, which made it difficult for foreigners to understand, and even felt unbelievable.

The new emperor will not build a palace?
Why not build it, the emperor should live in a luxurious palace... The outsiders rubbed their temples, their ideas were severely impacted and they couldn't accept it.

"His Majesty Allen doesn't like wasting resources. Building a palace is a big project that wastes labor and resources. Instead of building a palace, it is better to build more office space. These are the original words written by His Majesty Allen in the Tomorrow Evening Post, If you don’t believe me, you can buy a newspaper and read it yourself.” Seeing how confused the outsiders were, the guard kindly reminded them.

Building a palace is the wish of most orcs in Tomorrow City. They want to see the palace settled in Tomorrow City to prove the absolute orthodoxy of Tomorrow City.

But Allen vetoed it immediately, and listed several reasons to explain that the establishment of the palace was a waste of resources, which left a group of department officials speechless.

His Majesty Allen has said that, even if the people below disagree, there is nothing they can do. Allen's words are the law and the truth that guides the orcs forward.

The sun gradually moved up, and the temperature in Tomorrow City rose to 28 degrees. The temperature in the city was as hot as the mood of the orcs.

The place where Allen ascended the throne was Pigeon Square, which was a large open-air platform. A steel platform was temporarily built, and the platform was covered with wooden boards, one step after another, and the wooden boards were covered with red blankets.

The road in front of Pigeon Square was under martial law. Countless local residents crowded into Pigeon Square and sang the national anthem in unison.

The national anthem was also released by Allen. As for the content of the national anthem, it is about leading the people to liberate the country. The lyrics are iron-blooded and righteous. The more the orcs sing, the more excited they become.

"￥#%........." Orcish singing came from Pigeon Square, and the orcs on the street outside also opened their mouths and sang along.

The singing spread to the back, and the orcs who couldn't sing also heard the singing in front, and learned to sing in a decent manner, causing the sky above the center of Tomorrow City to be filled with the sound of the national anthem.

The orcs didn't seem to know what it meant to be tired, and they sang it over and over again.

Allen appeared when the whole city was boiling. The starting point was the administrative building. As soon as he walked out of the city gate, he saw a crowd of orcs, each of which was crowded with concrete roads.

The Tomorrow City army personally cleared the way in the crowd to protect Alan from traveling.

"Your Majesty Allen, shall we ride bicycles?" Ivan stood beside Allen, but his eyes were on the bicycles in the shed.

Bicycles are noble products in the city of tomorrow, symbolizing strength and status, and are equivalent to the cars that future presidents ride.

"No, just walk over like this." Allen shook his head. Others are shameless, but he is shameless. How can he ascend the throne by bicycle.

"Okay." Ivan drooped the cat's tail regretfully. In fact, he really wanted to ride a mountain bike to Pigeon Square. That scene must be very majestic.

Allen and his party walked through the crowd, and the orcs in the crowd saw Allen appearing, and the voice of singing the national anthem became louder, full of passion.

Allen saw Shi Erzheng in the crowd shed tears of excitement. It was a sense of happiness forced out of the old life. Without Tomorrow City, how could they be liberated.

"Your Majesty Allen!"

Someone chanted Alan's name, but the voice was drowned out by singing.

Ivan led the soldiers in a goose step, forming a square formation to surround Allen.

Tap, tap, and the soldiers walked all the way to Pigeon Square with loud goosesteps.

No one chatted in Pigeon Square, and all the orcs celebrated Alan's arrival with the same voice.

Allen looked at the red carpet, which was spread all the way to the six-story high platform, on which a golden throne was placed, and the throne was filled with red cotton pads, which were soft and comfortable.

Of course, the throne at the top is not made of pure gold, it is only mixed with a little gold, and the gold comes from the golden dragon coins in the city.

At that time, the blacksmith strongly demanded that all gold be used to build the new throne, but when he heard that Alan wanted to save unnecessary waste and only mixed a little gold dragon coin as gold material, the blacksmith's heart was about to crack.

But it doesn't matter, the orcs below can't see it, no one cares whether it is pure gold, as long as it looks tall and tall.

Alan kept everything simple and slowly stepped up the stairs amidst the national anthem of the crowd.

(End of this chapter)