A million ways to survive in the dungeon

last night.

"Plan for world unification?"

After sending Xiao Bichi away, Situ Zhou summoned Zheng Qian, Jin Ge and Zhao Aotian alone.

"Ahem~ This king has been planning this plan for a long time. It was only recently... ahem, it was only recently that all the prerequisites were finally met and the possibility of execution became possible."

Although he was like this usually, Situ Zhou's cough was getting worse day by day, and he was feeling sluggish at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His health was getting worse.

He obviously looked good before going to Longming, but he got worse and worse after coming back.

On weekdays, he was able to hold back and not show off due to his perseverance and physical strength as a warrior before he ascended the throne.

But privately, he looks like a sick old man, having difficulty sitting down.

Situ Zhou is dying.

It wasn't that he was sick, but that he died.

Humans are a weak race, and even if they become warriors, they must do so at the expense of overdrafting their vitality.

Situ Zhou was an excellent paladin when he was young, which also means that when he gets older, like most warriors who live to old age, he will gradually wither and die due to the overdraft of life in his youth.

His internal organs have begun to fail, and his hematopoietic and purifying function has declined. Although the injuries he suffered when he was young have been cured, they have also left many root causes.

Zheng Qian used his senses to secretly check his body.

His vitality has reached the bottom, and he may not die soon.

This cannot be cured. Even if Zhulong's essence and blood can replenish his vitality, at his age, he may not be able to withstand the transformation of Zhulong's essence and blood. Drinking it will accelerate his death.

Of course, with Zheng Qian's understanding of Situ Zhou, even if Zheng Qian wanted to save him, he would refuse, right?

The cycles of nature, birth, old age, sickness and death, are the laws that all things cannot escape.

Even Zheng Qian himself has a lifespan close to infinite, not really infinite. He will die of old age one day.

Situ Zhou is a very traditional person at heart. He has never mentioned his physical condition. He is probably already prepared for that day to come, right?

As the dragon collapsed, Situ Zhou explained: "This king had this idea when he first ascended the throne.

Now every country in the world is fighting on its own, and soldiers continue to die on the battlefield for the development of their own countries.

Competition with each other can certainly improve each other's strength, but it has also resulted in a lot of unnecessary waste of resources and some avoidable disputes in each country. "

Zheng Qian spread his hands: "You don't have the ambition to rule the world, do you?"

Situ Zhou pulled his white lips and smiled with difficulty: "Ambition and ideals are sometimes just a thin line apart.

This, in fact, was originally just an ideal of this king. It does not need to be realized. I just want to work steadily and slowly towards this ideal.

But now, I feel that this ideal must be realized. "

On the side, the silent Zhao Aotian thought for a while, raised his head and said, "Does your Majesty mean it's because of the Demon God?"

Situ Zhou nodded.

He turned his gaze to Zhao Aotian and Zheng Qian, his eyes full of guilt.

He said quietly: "The devil is very powerful, humans cannot continue like this.

Even if people try their best, they can't deal with the devil. Hatred and strife will only further cause unnecessary losses to humanity's handful of powers.

The burden of fighting against the devil cannot be borne by the two of you alone.

Therefore, human beings can no longer continue to fight among themselves and wait for death. The whole world must unite and form a coalition government. From now on, there will be no distinction between countries and nations.

Only by working together and working together can we have any chance of winning.

But now, there is such an opportunity. "

"Your Majesty, the old man is talking about the scientific discussion conference?" Zheng Qian asked.

Situ Zhou nodded: "Xiao Bianchi seems to have no ideas, but his intelligence is the best in the mainland. Do you believe that he has no ideas?

This king has crossed paths with him several times. He is a very ambitious person.

Of course, the starting point of his ambition is not bad. At best, it can only be regarded as a deteriorated ideal, right?

I hope that this scientific discussion conference can lay a good foundation for the grand unification plan. "

"Good... foundation?" Not even Zheng Qian, even Jin Ge couldn't understand these words.

But then, all three of them understood what this meant.

Situ Zhou lay down with difficulty: "Zheng Qian, Zhao Aotian, you two and I will attend the scientific discussion meeting tomorrow.

No one is allowed to speak at the conference without my permission. At that time, conflicts will definitely break out between the Ivory Tower and the Kota Kingdom.

I will find a way to divert conflicts and reduce major issues to minor issues. You two will be responsible for handling these conflicts separately after the meeting.

Ginger, you set out tomorrow to bring that man back.

After the death of this king, you will serve as regent. When you feel that he can inherit the throne, you will transfer the throne to him. "

Situ Zhou said, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

The three of them also exited the bedroom one by one.

Zhao Aotian and Jin Ge left without saying anything.

Only Zheng Qian would look back after he went out.

Situ Zhou only fell asleep for ten seconds before waking up.

He was twisting in pain on the dragon's collapse, but he was holding back the pain and not making any sound, for fear of causing Jin Ge and Zhao Aotian to worry.

During the battle in the palace, Zheng Qian not only discovered that Zhao Aotian was dying, but also discovered something strange about Situ Zhou, but he never said anything about it.

He is different from Zhao Aotian. As an emperor, he likes to hide stress and misfortune in his stomach.

I'm afraid, Zhao Aotian and Jin Ge know his condition better than me, right?

But the two of them didn't react at all, not because they were indifferent, but out of respect for Situ Zhou.

Zheng Qian closed his eyes and prayed for Situ Zhou deep in his heart. Then he pretended not to know, got up and flew away.

…Now…

Representatives from various countries gradually withdrew.

This conference ended with the failure of the Kota Kingdom.

Under Situ Zhou's remarks, they all changed their minds and concluded that they would wait and see first.

And Situ Zhou also set an example to the world.

Sichuan East sponsored 500 million gold coins each to Kota Kingdom and Ivory Tower.

The time limit is one year.

Today, one year later, the scientific discussion conference was held again, and both parties produced results and displayed them to the world.

At that time, let’s talk about sponsorship.

Use results to speak instead of simply debating and denying the other party.

Governments around the world strongly agree with this decision, saying that they will use this year to increase fund-raising after returning home.

After a year, if they can really produce results, they will naturally increase their investment.

Outside the Palace of Parliament.

Leaders from various countries left the scene one after another. Only Xiao Urinal stood motionless as if he had lost his soul after leaving the room.

"Professor, what's wrong?" the secretary next to him asked concernedly.

"It's nothing. You can go back first and ask everyone to pack up and prepare to return home."

"What about you?"

"I want to be alone and come back later."

The secretary wanted to say something else, but when he saw Xiao Bichi looking depressed and distracted, he knew there was nothing he could do to persuade him.

That's what professors are like.

He seems to be friendly to everyone, but in fact he is very withdrawn at heart, and no one can be his close friend.

At this time, it's better not to disturb him.

With this thought in mind, the secretary bowed and turned to leave.

After a long time, Xiao Urchin raised his head.

The surrounding crowd had already dispersed.

He was the only one left in front of the huge Parliament Palace.

Arriving in front of the fountain, Xiao Urinal sat down slowly, raised his head, and looked at the towering palace on the east bank of Sichuan.

For a moment, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

It's like before again.

When the leaders of the countries passed by, no one said hello to Xiao Bianchi.

Just like before.

Xiao Bichi's eyes were filled with endless disappointment.

The fountain was flowing, and in the sunny square, Xiao Urinal was the only one whose heart was as cold as an ice cave.

"Hey."

Just then, a voice broke into his ears.

Look sideways.

A cold touch pressed against his face.

This dramatic temperature contrast made Xiao's urinal bounce.

Taking a closer look, it was none other than Zheng Qian.

Zheng Qian smiled, holding two bottles of canned ice-cold soda in his hand, and handed one over.

"Oh, this drink is so refreshing to drink in summer. If your country of Kota hadn't invented it, how could we have such a good taste?

Come, I invite you. "

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