"I think everyone should be clear about the situation in the universe. Several top civilizations have issued an ultimatum to our Techaer civilization, demanding that we severely punish the real culprit, compensate a large amount of resources, and surrender to them, and sign a strict master-servant contract with them before they will let our Techaer civilization go."
Someone below muttered, "This is not because you want to send an assassination team to assassinate the higher life forms of other top civilizations."
"Who? Abdus! I remember you are the new left prime minister. What? Do you have any opinions about me?"
"No~no! My lord, Lord God, I have no opinions about you!"
The people around looked at this poor unlucky bug.
He may have been blinded by Lawrence's previous appearance, thinking that Lawrence was a saint king, and those tyrannies were caused by the people in the temple who confused Lord God. After all, Lawrence promoted himself, which means he is a saint king with a keen eye for pearls.
But this was just a casual remark by Lawrence.
"The left prime minister has been replaced several times, but he still doesn't learn his lesson. What a fool."
Two guards dragged the new left prime minister out of the hall.
With a 'click' sound, the head fell to the ground. This is the daily life of the Techaer civilization.
In fact, it's not Abdus' fault. Except for those people in the hall, those who have not come into contact with Lawrence's true face at the grassroots level will not know how irritable he is.
He covered up this shortcoming of his very well.
Including those policies that exploit the people and make the people live in poverty, they all blamed the people present, not Lawrence's fault. In this regard, he did very well. It can be said that public opinion is completely on the side of Techa Lawrence, but only those who really know him know how 'evil' this person is.
The death of an insignificant little person does not affect the continuation of the meeting. As long as Lawrence is there, it doesn't matter if everyone else dies. It may be better to change a group.
"I know some of you are dissatisfied with me, but you must also understand that all this is done out of necessity.
Our superior, the expatriate of the Undead Empire, has given us the final order. We must ensure that the Heart of the Universe can be successfully hatched at this most critical moment.
And safely delivered to the hands of the task force, this is our task and our mission.
Why does the Undead Empire give us so much support? Don't you understand? How dangerous it is to send an assassination team to kill the pillars of other civilizations, I understand, but why do you still do it?
Isn't it for our civilization? In order for the Tchaer civilization to continue smoothly, I am willing to bear the infamy of the ages and forge ahead.
You must understand my good intentions."
The lowly people were grateful on the surface, but they curled their lips in their hearts. This was just Lawrence's cover-up.
It is even unknown whether Lawrence has ever thought of leading them to escape together when the cantilever universe is broken.
Based on the selfishness of Tcha Lawrence that they know, this kind of thing is very likely to happen.
Whether it is his yes-men or the heroes who started with him, they know Tcha Lawrence much better than he does, which is why they can always be in this temple.
Those who don't know her, like Abdus just now, have long been killed.
Everyone echoed Lawrence, and he finally smiled at the scene in front of him. It seems that his power is still there.
He pinched his forehead slowly.
Since his soul had problems recently, he often did this action to relieve his pain, but it was obviously in vain. The problem of the soul is not something that ordinary doctors can solve. He has killed several generations of doctors, but still can't solve this headache.
"Since everyone agrees with me, let's keep working hard and recruit more soldiers. We are about to face a multi-civilization melee.
In order to achieve the final victory, everyone should work together.
Our soldiers only account for 1/3 of the entire civilization, which is far from enough.
Raise this proportion to half.
We want to occupy the entire cantilever universe.
By that time, we will have enough confidence to obtain the Heart of the Universe or bargain with the Undead Empire.
And Grand Duke Ottel and Grand Duke Klaus must prepare the armies of the Blood Clan and the Bone Clan.
The Heart of the Universe has matured in recent years.
There must not be any mistakes.
If there is a problem, let alone the Undead Empire, you will not have a good time here.
I place the hope of life and death of all the people of the Techar civilization on you two, so don't let me down."
Looking at the two people who nodded and agreed, Lawrence, who had a headache, finally left the hall with satisfaction.
The people below also bowed their heads for a long time until they confirmed that Lawrence would not return. They looked at each other, showed strange expressions, and retreated.
They had a very important mission to perform, but this mission was not to snatch the heart of the multiverse.
They also had some understanding of what kind of virtue the Undead Empire was.
It was a place where the strong were respected and the weak were preyed upon by the strong. How could they accept their fellow countrymen from the countryside?
No! In the eyes of those great empires, they were not even qualified as fellow countrymen, and they might be equivalent to slaves.
Who could bear it if the high-level officials of the Cantilever Universe Empire gave up their jobs and became slaves for the Undead Empire?
Only Tcha Lawrence was like someone who had gone insane, dreaming that he could become a formal resident of the Undead Empire, or even become a nobleman of some importance because of his meritorious service.
This was of course impossible. The Great Empire only wanted the Heart of the Universe, but did not want to raise a loser for nothing. In their eyes, anyone who did not have the support of their own cantilever universe was a loser.