The Emperor’s Angel of Death

This may be the most luxurious banquet in the history of Zishi Manor.

　　 It has a history of thousands of years, has the largest and most magnificent complex of Hades upper nests, and even has an independent climate environment system and the most stringent security system.

　　 Just recently, the gentlemen, celebrities and upper classes of the entire nest city gathered here, including the officers of the local guards, and even the Mechanical Sect sent two mechanical priests.

　　 However, the real guests have not yet arrived.

　　Of course, such a grand banquet cannot be held in an ordinary place in the nest, because those areas do not have enough comfortable gravity, and they do not conform to the identity of the host.

Sir Florent Webb, the most prestigious nobleman in Hades Nest, is known for taking black and white, and he is also the chairman of the Nest City Council elected by everyone. Although the chief executive of Hades Nest City is appointed by the governor of the planet, The actual power is in the Chaodu Council.

　　 Therefore, this jazz is the real master of the nest capital.

　　 is about to arrive at the destination, Yarek paced back and forth in the cabin, although the frequency is not fast, the sound of boots hitting the floor is still dull as if the entire transport plane is shaking.

　　 This plan must not fail.

　　 He thought anxiously, his feet getting heavier and heavier.

　　 "Why are you so anxious, sir?"

　　 His assistant, Jon Abbott, a trainee political commissar who has just graduated from Zhongsi College for one year, has been standing in the cabin at some point.

　　 "If it fails, then the Hades Nest will lose its last hope."

　　 "Sir, you have done what you can do, and everything ultimately needs to follow the emperor's will."

　　Although he was still anxious, Yarek no longer paced.

　　 "Oh, you kid, pretending to be a priest."

　　 The trainee political commissar smiled and handed over a data board.

　　 "Hmm, sir, those people have already arrived at the predetermined location, everything is going well, they are not hindered by anything."

　　Yarek's result data board, after reading it twice more carefully, his brows gradually stretched out.

　　 "Okay, okay, there should be no problems with the next plan."

　　 Suddenly, there was a tremor at his feet, followed by shaking, and Arek understood the place.

　　 "Let's go."

　　 took a deep breath, took off the big brimmed hat from the wall, took a look at the eagle emblem on it, put it on his head and walked towards the descending ramp with his deputy.

　　 The large hall of Zishi Manor is thousands of square meters. Just from the exquisite decoration on the wall, it can be seen that the owner is very careful about it.

　　 There is also a name here, known as "Golden Garden", equipped with the most advanced air conversion system and purification system of mechanical education, which can produce almost pure natural forest air, and can also be adjusted to sea air or plateau air at any time.

　　 It is rarely opened on weekdays, and it is only opened when hosting very, very distinguished guests.

　　 And this time, it was just such a guest.

　　"The alien invasion is imminent, the political commissar of Yarrik shoulders the responsibility of encircling the nest capital with his own strength. I can't help but prepare a little wine to bless the political commissar. I hope the political commissar can win, beat the aliens and defend my home!

　　 Sir Florent Webb is a lean and capable middle-aged man, dressed in a decent dress, his beard and his big back are combed greasy and shiny, and his gestures are full of aristocratic temperament.

　　 No one would have thought that this seemingly gentle noble would be the biggest behind-the-scenes in the underground world of Hades Nest.

　　 The hall is full of people, men and women in various dresses. Some of them are nobles, some are factory owners, and some are bureaucrats in the administrative system.

　　 But without exception, the tension before the war cannot be seen on their faces.

　　 This is also very understandable, no matter what the nest is in the end, they, the residents of the minaret, can use their private aircraft to escape.

　　 Despair and death, most of the time only belong to the residents under the spire.

Of course, this does not mean that they have no loss, after all, most of their property is in the nest capital.

　　Looking at these high-class people who were all smiles, Yarek, who was standing on the podium like stars holding the moon, immediately picked up a goblet from the silver plate in the hands of the servants and servants with a smile on his face.

　　 "Well, thanks to Sir Webb's love, then let's make a toast to the alien."

　　 "Yes, yes, cheers."

　　 Sir Webb with a sincere smile raised his glass for the first time, and everyone agreed.

　　 A cup of belly is the most precious mature wine, and its value is enough to allow lower nesters to live for several years.

　　Arik put down the cup and said loudly:

　　 "My fellow travels the duty bestowed by the divine emperor, defends this place, is not disturbed by aliens, and needs your full help."

"Of course."

　　Sir Webb took the conversation.

　　 "The Hades nest is also our home, and it is our responsibility to contribute to the defense."

　　Yarek did not respond, but just took a step forward and said loudly:

　　 "Everyone, the aliens are coming on fiercely. It is not a problem that can be solved in the short term. In the future, we may face a cruel and difficult siege, and there are only two keys to determine the victory or defeat of the siege, morale and food."

　　Arek held up two fingers.

　　 "Morale, we must be the same enemy, treat them equally, let go of all the ranks, differences in position, and be determined to die before defending the city."

　　As soon as this remark came out, the atmosphere at the scene became a lot colder.

　　 But Yarek still said to himself.

　　 "As for food, after the nests are surrounded, foreign aid will inevitably be cut off. The official inventory of the nest capital may be sufficient for a period of time, but if the siege lasts for more than half a year, the soldiers will probably have to fight hungry."

　　Aric turned to look at Sir Webb.

　　 "Sir, you don't want to see this kind of scene, right?"

"of course."

　　 Sir Webb still had a calm smile on his face.

　　 "If the political commissar has any needs, just say it straight."

　　 "Okay, I'll also make it clear. Come here today. For the follow-up plan to defend the city, the private food inventory and food processing plants of UU Reading www.uukanshu.com must be distributed in a unified manner. I hope you can help."

　　 This sentence immediately detonated the entire hall. Those people were either panicked, sad, or filled with outrage.

"Is he crazy?"

　　 "This is robbery!"

　　 "You must give a report to the Governor! Do it now!"

　　Arik had expected this situation a long time ago, he sighed softly, and then raised his voice again.

"I promise that these factories and inventories will be returned to you intact in the future, and the empires that have lost will also be compensated. You have to think clearly, if the nest is not guaranteed, your property, factories, and servants People can't keep it, right? Didn't the green leather still get cheaper in the end?"

　　 In fact, he can also use violence to forcibly expropriate. This is his power as a wartime commander and political commissar, but that is also the last resort. Once this is the case, it means turning over the entire upper nest, and he himself has no retreat.

　　 At this moment, Sir Webb on the side suddenly spoke up.

　　 "What the political commissar said."

　　 The smile on his face seems to have never changed.

　　 "Recently, the governor's newly appointed commander, General Ales Jacques, is about to take up his post. Why not wait until he arrives before negotiating to resolve the matter?"

　　 For a moment, Arek hesitated.

　　 He really didn't know the news, and he didn't know if the other party was telling him, or if there was really inside information.

　　 But these words really gave the little nobles below a shot, and raised their opposition to a new level—