Peace of the Pirate

On the edge of the cliff outside the arena, Qin Ping knelt on the ground. .

Looking at the abyss in front of him, tears could not stop flowing. Qin Ping burst into tears: "Why is this happening? Why is this happening? What have you done!"

"I am a Celestial Dragon, I am a god. I can do anything I want. Their only value is to make me happy. Ants who can't even do this don't deserve to live."

Holding the weeds on the ground with both hands, Qin Ping shook his head: "No, they are human beings, people just like you and me. They live for their families, themselves, and friends, not for you."

"Stupid, you despicable ants only think so. Look behind you. The people living in the land of Mariejoia are all gods. They are all like me. Everything in this world is for our enjoyment."

Looking at the river next to me, the picture emerged again.

(A group of Tianlong people walked slowly and stopped by the river.

"It's so boring. Let's play games in a different way today."

"Okay, but in some other way."

"Have you seen the river next to it? Let's drive all the slaves down to see whose slave can last the longest. The bet is arbitrary."

"Good idea." More than a dozen Tianlong people all clapped their hands.

Testing the slaves' endurance in the rushing water was indeed a new way of playing, which aroused their interest.

So, groups of slaves were brought over, and in fear, they were driven mercilessly to the river by the guards.

The Celestial Dragon who drew attention shouted loudly: "If you don't want to die, swim as hard as you can. We can give him freedom if he survives in the end."

However, there is a cliff not far away. The speed of the water here is terrifying, and only those with the best water quality can support it.

"Help, someone help me."

Slaves who were weak in water or weak in physical strength soon fell down the cliff with miserable howls.

There was a clever slave who clung to the shore with quick eyes and hands, resisting the force of the current. However, before he had time to be happy, a spear stabbed him in the head.

With a wailing sound, the slave's arm was pierced. Covering his hands, he could no longer swim and could only watch as he was washed down the cliff by the current.

"I'm asking you to swim, but I'm not asking you to think of ways to be lazy. Remember, he is your fate." The rules were reiterated again, and a Tianlong threw away the spear in his hand. )

"Ding, get the memory fragments, unlock some mental power, the current mental value is 8.6 (9.5)"

Memories gradually begin to unlock, but the memories are not over yet.

(Except for the many slaves who were directly washed away by the current at the beginning, there are always some slaves with excellent physical fitness who can barely keep their bodies from being washed away by the current.

However, time passed and physical strength was not endless. Soon, the phenomenon of falling off the cliff appeared again.

"No, no, no."

"Ah, my legs are cramped. Can anyone help me?"

"Damn it, you damn guy, if you want to die, you will die yourself. Why are you grabbing my body?"

But there are still some Tianlong people who feel that the fall is too slow: "Hey, how long will it take to determine the outcome if this continues? How about we throw some things down from the swimming pool to increase the difficulty?"

This proposal was supported, and the guards quickly took action. Under the desperate gaze of the slaves, wooden blocks and weapons washed down with the water.

The speed of falling finally increased from one or two sporadically to groups. )

"Ding, get the memory fragments, unlock some mental power, the current mental value is 9.0 (9.5)"

("I won and I can be free."

When there was only one left, the slave was so happy that he swam to the shore and wanted to climb up.

But as soon as he showed his head, a cold gun muzzle was pressed against his forehead: "Go down."

With surprise in his eyes, the slave smiled and said flatteringly: "Sir, I won, I can be free."

The muzzle of the gun moved forward, and the Tianlong man said: "I know, but you still have to go down."

"Why?" the victorious slave asked unwillingly, "Didn't you say that the victor would be free?"

Glancing back, the Tianlong man holding the gun said disdainfully: "This is what that guy said, and it has nothing to do with me, so get down here and I'll give you 3 seconds."

"1,"

My finger slowly pulled the trigger,

"2,"

After taking a deep look at all the Celestial Dragons, the slave let go of his hand in despair and allowed the river to take away his body. The Celestial Dragons laughed as he fell off the cliff. )

"Ding, get the memory fragment and unlock some mental power. The current mental value is 9.5."

……

In Pongol Castle, a man nearly 2 meters tall stood at the window, with a pure gold crown on his head and a red robe, grinning in the cool breeze.

Holding a glass of wine, Joseph Joestar asked: "Am I the only king who has not left until today?"

Behind him was the minister of the kingdom, Liszt: "Yes, Your Majesty, King Bet also returned yesterday afternoon."

Joseph Joestar nodded: "Yes, the World Conference has ended a long time ago, and it's time to leave. I guess I'm still hanging on to leaving."

Liszt persuaded: "Your Majesty, you are staying here to help the people of the kingdom find a way out. In this week, we have negotiated three big business deals. I believe that the situation in the country will definitely get better, but... …”

"You're just worried about losing money, right?" Looking back, Joseph Jos picked up what Liszt had left unsaid.

The king saw through what was in his heart, and Liszt also expressed his doubts: "Your Majesty, we can obviously make more from the business with King Bet. Even if we make a profit, at least we shouldn't lose. Ah. The same goes for the other two transactions, and we didn’t get any benefit at all.”

Shaking his head, Joseph Joss smiled: "Liszt, you feel a loss because you only saw the deal in front of you. Think about it, what's special about the agreement we reached."

Liszt thought hard, and then said tentatively: "It seems that the only requirement is that all goods coming and going need to be transported by their kingdom themselves?"

Seeing that his minister had reflected, Joseph Jos was very happy: "Yes, you must know that our country's production is actually very poor, far less rich than the other three countries, so we have no advantage at all to attract them. Trade with us."

“After careful consideration, I realized that rather than relying on trade to make money, it would be more appropriate to make money through sustained industries, such as tourism and services.”

Liszt's eyes lit up and he was filled with admiration: "That's why Your Majesty chose to do business at a loss and still want their ships to come to our country. This also avoids the risk of being robbed by pirates."

Turning back to look out the window again, Joseph Joss said: "Yes, it's all thanks to Mr. Hugh Mills Saint for helping us thread the needle. We need to prepare a big gift when we go back."

Another gust of wind blew, and Joseph Jos's cloak flew high: "Liszt, you go and prepare. Now that the matter has been done, we have no reason to stay here."

After finishing speaking, he muttered: "But the wind in Mariejoia is really cold. It makes my legs cold."

Liszt looked at his king helplessly and reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, did you forget to wear pants again?"

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ps: Two updates, continue to write Chapter 3, it seems that I really can’t ask for anything else except recommendation votes, and suddenly I feel so sad tt.

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