Arad's crooked savior

The divine world has never had the concept of a country, nor has there been any emperor.

The civilization of the God Realm has developed to a very good level. Although there are some problems and some corrupt rats, the general situation is still good, and there is a civilized society with stable order.

The sudden appearance of an emperor who is superior to all things will definitely bring turmoil to the divine world, which is completely unnecessary.

Ergon didn't know what Kelton wanted to do when he suddenly mentioned this kind of thing, so he thought about it and said euphemistically: "The country's system has its advantages and will bring a wind of change to the divine world, and so does Ye Lin. A very outstanding and capable person, but it will take a lot of time to change the people of the God Realm who are accustomed to freedom."

He raised his objection euphemistically, not because he thought Ye Lin couldn't do it, but because of the current situation in the God Realm, it wasn't necessary.

Kelton nodded, smiled and said nothing, and then looked at Mist God and the Navigator with questioning eyes. It seemed that this issue was very important to him. The opinion of a hermit did not have the ability to veto with one vote. All hermits must vote.

"I think... it's all fine. There are advantages and disadvantages. It's obvious to all that the major forces in the God Realm are lax. For example, you need to do it yourself to improve the education method. The execution is very jerky." The pilot hesitated for a moment and gave the first answer. A neutral answer, but if you read the second half of the words carefully, you can feel that she is biased towards Ye Lin.

Compared with the euphemism of the first two, Wu Shen gave a decisive answer very cleanly, "I support him becoming the emperor."

Under the surprised gazes of the three hermits, the God of Mist's smile was like the first ray of bright spring buds blooming, "I recently sent an oracle to the Eye of Mist to deal with some key things. If Yelin becomes a centralized power, Emperor, as the Eye of Mist is part of the imperial authority, I should feel much more relaxed."

The hermits all looked astonished and smiled knowingly. They had heard about this matter to some extent.

Cladis, the magistrate of the Eye of Mist, is still imprisoned in the dungeon and has been relieved of his position. The position of magistrate has always been vacant. Several qualified people are temporarily unable to hold the magistrate position due to overlapping positions or being too young.

Just when the Eye of Mist was at a loss, and some work could not be carried out due to the lack of Diansi, the God of Mist sent down an oracle.

Now everyone in the Eye of Mist is excited, their work efficiency has doubled, and they are all proud to dedicate their faith to the God of Mist.

In fact, compared to when there was no Noriji, the Eye of the Mist still did the same work. The workload of Yidan and other high-level officials has not been reduced because of the new Noriji. However, after receiving the feedback from the God of Mist, they are mentally better. Completely different.

More passionate and more motivated.

There is another reason for the hermits to be surprised. They did not expect that Wushen could actually adopt a slightly teasing tone. This means that her "humanity" is much more abundant than before, which is a very good development that they are also happy to see. Such a gentle and cute mist god made them more and more sure that the cloudless night would not happen again.

"The sudden appearance of the emperor's name in the God Realm would be a bit premature. I would like to discuss with you how to solve the problems of low execution and lack of supervision in the God Realm."

Kelton put forward the idea of ​​selecting some of the major forces and famous people to form the highest decision-making group of the God Realm. The system is similar to the previous Supreme Council of the Heaven Realm.

An ordinary conversation technique: when you propose that you want to demolish the house, the people in the house will definitely disagree and strongly oppose it. If you propose to open the windows at this time, then things will develop smoothly.

However, he did not expect that the navigator and the mist god would be supportive. Kelton was caught off guard and quickly changed the topic.

Hermit Ergon had an epiphany and understood Kelton's purpose. Under the guise of electing Ye Lin to be the king, he proposed the idea of ​​forming a top decision-making group, that is, first make a big one, and then slow down and throw out a small one. .

In fact, the idea of ​​establishing the highest decision-making group was originally proposed by him. However, because he had been preoccupied recently and was not in the right state, he had long forgotten about it.

I only chatted with Kelton for a few words when he first came back.

Ergon sighed slightly, and when he looked at Kelton, he no longer had the urge to scold him.

"Then since the four of us agree, we will start making preparations after the decisive battle." Kelton opened his pocket watch for the fourth time, glanced at the time, and said:

"My scholar meeting will be held in ten minutes. Is there anything else you need my help with?"

As for Mar, who has not yet appeared, what is his opinion? When four people have already agreed, even if he votes against it, it will be invalid.

"Well... what if I really want to become the emperor of the God Realm..." Ye Lin said in a faint voice, treating me as a housebreaking joke. Have you ever considered that I really want to become the Emperor of the God Realm?

Kelton choked for a moment, and after a few seconds, he smiled, "As the emperor's position attracts so much attention, he must respect the customs of the divine world, lead by example, and cannot take advantage of special privileges. For example, he can only marry one wife. This is Respect for the oath.”

"Forget it." Ye Lin shook his head directly.

"Kelton, wait a minute!"

Ergon suddenly called out to Kelton who was about to leave. He frowned, as if with something on his mind, walked through the air and walked up to him, pointing at the beautiful silver pocket watch in his hand.

When Ergon did not assume the human form or the giant fox form, his height was a disadvantage, so he kept floating...

The silver pocket watch was opened. Ignoring the precise time hands inside, there was a two-inch color photo on the cover. The photo showed a pretty girl with long white hair. She had a happy and bright smile on her face and a red five-petal peach blossom on the left side of her head.

From her slender arms and thin shoulders, it can be seen that the girl's overall figure is also relatively thin.

"Kelton, why do you have a photo with Monie!" Ergon asked in a deep voice, and his palms subconsciously clenched a little.

The girl in the photo is Monie, the first generation and Monie, and Meilun Zhiyun inherited her name and noble ideals.

Huh?

Ye Lin and Feng Ying looked at each other silently, and then looked at the navigator and the fog god, and found that they were also curious and puzzled.

So, several people instantly imagined a love drama...

The two hermits were once very good friends, and then they came into contact with and liked the first generation and Monie at the same time. Gradually, they became rivals in love and competitors, and constantly quarreled and even fought.

The first generation and Mouni were trapped between the two and could not make a choice. No matter who they chose, they would hurt the other person. They did not want to see the two former friends fighting each other and suffering all day long.

Until one day, the hermit Ergon rashly tried to merge the demonic energy and fog to achieve ultimate harmony, but unfortunately he became possessed and was in danger, with his life and death hanging by a thread.

The first generation and Mouni shouted the name "Ergon" against the demonic energy and fog, allowing Ergon to find himself, but she herself died in the raging energy...

Kelton could not accept the fact that the first generation and Mouni had fallen, and completely turned against Ergon, accusing him of acting rashly and killing the first generation and Mouni.

Since then, Kelton left and left the world of gods, leaving Ergon alone in sadness...

Of course, the above are all random imaginations of several people. Ergon, the first generation and Mouni were close friends, and together they created the third golden age of the world of gods.

Kelton took down the photo, looked at it for a while, and sighed:

"You may not believe it, but I am a fan of hers. I once heard her singing at the Awakening Forest and was amazed by her natural voice. This photo was taken with her consent. I recently found this silver pocket watch from my residence and remembered that I had put her photo in it."

The hermit is not a god, and he also has his own preferences and his own worship.

Ye Lin shook Feng Ying's hand and gave her a look. I have always been a fan of your waist~ and also a fan of Mai Lu and the others.

The sea was vast, with small waves rippling. Only an inflatable boat powered by double oars was sailing.

Ye Lin sat in the middle of the boat, holding the oars on both sides of the motorboat, wearing only the clothes on his upper body, and said seriously: "Please take a seat, driver."

Feng Ying was dressed the same as him. She raised her hand to stroke the flowing and smooth white high ponytail behind her head, then turned her back to him and bent her slender and soft "knife" that could kill people without blood.

Ganzhe leaned closer and kissed each of the two round and plump pieces of meat vigorously, then asked her to sit up straight, slowly, slowly, little by little... He clamped his joystick with his already mature internal strength.

Deeply "surrounded" by Fengying!

The whole boat was controlled by Fengying, who turned into an engine operator and gave orders. As long as her waist rose and fell, Ganzhe would paddle the boat, and the frequency was perfectly consistent. She rose and fell several times equaled the number of times the paddle was paddled.

If you twist your waist forward, backward, left and right, it corresponds to four directions.

After the boat went through slow and slow, high speed, and circled in place... After a long time, Ganzhe suddenly threw away the paddle and hugged Fengying's slender waist tightly... Little Fengying's children's room was full.