Calamity Game: Cleanup Man?no i'm the villain

"you dare?!"

Ryder was very excited, because Yan Feichen was obviously trying to force her into the palace!

Once he brings someone to the emperor, this kind of trust may be shattered at any time.

This kind of thing was absolutely impossible to happen in the past, but now it was Yan Feichen, not the hand leader, so everything was possible.

"You have to think clearly about what it means for you to bring so many people to see the emperor."

"What does it mean? It means that we can know the truth. Is the emperor beginning to distrust us, or is it you who are deceiving us!"

"you……"

Just when Ryder was about to retort, Yan Feichen took action and knocked him unconscious. Then he spoke to the surrounding Imperial Hand members.

"Do you want to work with me to find out the truth? Is Ryder deceiving us, or has the Emperor really abandoned us?"

Faced with what Yan Feichen said, the imperial forces were somewhat ready to make a move.

They do want to know the answer to this question.

But some of them are very hesitant and worried.

The loyalty of every Imperial Hand to the Emperor is unquestionable, which is why they are worried that the Emperor no longer trusts them.

They are not very willing to face this feeling of broken filters in their hearts.

But in the end, a few people followed Yan Feichen's footsteps and began to move towards the palace in the conference hall.

Just like that, they stood in front of the emperor.

"Chief, you haven't come to my place often lately. What happened?"

"Ryder? It seems that something unpleasant happened between you because of your amnesia."

The emperor showed no expression at all when Yan Feichen suddenly brought someone over.

One is his complete trust in the Imperial Hands, and the other is his confidence that all the people present combined will not be his opponent.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, I would like to ask you, after the incident in the northern area of ​​the city, why did you not notify us immediately? Instead, Ryder came to look for us only after the incident worsened to the worst? This is not in line with the past at all. Condition."

There was a hint of excitement on Yan Feichen's face.

"In the end, not only did we fail our mission, we even lost some of the lives of the Empire's Hands, a total of eleven people!"

"So, I hope you can tell me and give us an explanation as to why you didn't inform us of the matter from the beginning?"

Facing Yan Feichen's tearful cry, the surrounding members of the Imperial Hand looked at the emperor, trying to get the answer from the majestic face.

But unfortunately, they couldn't read any answer from that face until the emperor opened his mouth again.

"I'm sorry," he said, "Ryder failed to notify you as soon as possible. Instead, he went to look for the troops in the Eastern District. It was my order."

The moment these words were spoken, the faces of those Imperial Hand members suddenly became extremely ugly.

Due to Yan Feichen's previous deliberate guidance, they now subconsciously believed that this was a sign that the emperor began to distrust them.

"The reason why Ryder is not allowed to inform you is because the intelligence that was first passed to me showed that it was just an ordinary plague."

"So I asked Ryder to lead the army to solve this matter. As for why I didn't let him go to you, it's because I want to give you some rest time."

"Are you all quite tired during this period? Especially you, the leader. Even if you look at it from the past, the frequency of recent missions is really too high."

"I'm sorry that my misjudgment caused the casualties of members of the Imperial Hand. I'm sorry for that."

In front of everyone, the emperor said these words, and under their gaze, he slowly lowered his head.

"Sugar!"

The crown hanging above the emperor's head fell to the ground because of his lowered head.

It just went down the steps and finally rolled down to Yan Feichen's feet.

"Can you help me pick him up and hand him over to me again? Chief."

After the emperor's performance and his actual actions just now, Yan Feichen knew clearly that the public opinion environment he had finally stirred up suddenly collapsed at this moment.

The emperor did have a skill, and he would directly admit that it was his mistake instead of giving Ryder a scapegoat.

Now the pressure is on him.

Bending down to pick up the crown, Yan Feichen's body visibly paused at this moment.

"What's wrong with you? Chief." The emperor asked with some concern.

Faced with his question, Yan Feichen just raised his head slightly: "It's nothing, maybe I have been overworked recently..."

Saying this, Yan Feichen continued his previous actions to straighten his body and walked towards the throne.

The reason why Yan Feichen was abnormal was because of a prompt in his field of vision at this moment.

[Hidden branch has been triggered, yes/no accept? 】

Branch name: Throne Reaver.

Side goal: take away the 'Emperor's' crown and keep it with you for at least ten hours (cannot be put into storage space).

Mission reward: Unlocked equipment x1, purple treasure chest x1, blue quality gem x1;

Failure penalty: In this world, the hatred value of all imperial camp units towards you will be increased by 40%;

The moment he touched the crown, Yan Feichen received this task prompt.

To be honest, the rewards are indeed very generous, but it is still the kind of branch line where there is a high probability that you will die if you take it.

Taking away the crown, one of the symbols of royal power, seemed to Yan Feichen to be completely crazy.

What's more, it has to be carried around for ten hours, and it can't be put into the storage space. This is simply forcing someone to do something difficult.

He still needs the identity of the Hand of the Empire, so Yan Feichen directly rejected this branch line and came to the emperor and returned the crown to his hands.

"Chief, are you satisfied with the answer I gave you?"

Holding the crown in his hand, the emperor asked Yan Feichen in front of him with a smile.

For such a question, Yan Feichen now knows that there is only one answer he can give.

"Satisfied, but I hope you don't have to have similar worries next time, just notify us as soon as possible."

"This is indeed a mistake I made. Pass on the order and bury those members of the Imperial Hand who died in this mission. All expenses will be borne by me personally."

"Yes."

Just like that, Yan Feichen resigned to the emperor and left, taking away all the Imperial Hands who followed him.

On the way back, he walked last, looking at the Imperial Hand members in front of him with obvious joy.

His separatist plan failed, and the loyalty of this group of people clearly exceeded his expectations.

But Yan Feichen also got a strange opportunity.

Since they are going to be buried, then just bury all these people inside the conference hall.

After all, such a burial place may be a geomantic treasure for members of the Imperial Hand.

This means that they can still serve the emperor even after death.

Since it is you, the emperor, who wants to give them a grand burial, you shouldn't refuse such a small request, right?

That's right, at this moment, Yan Feichen has figured out how to quietly send the infected people into the conference hall so that they can take action at the right time.

With the strength of the Imperial Hands during their lifetime, it is not difficult for them to break out after being transformed into infected persons, as long as they are not buried too deep.

If you can use your hands and feet inside, it won't be difficult to dig out a secret passage.

In this way, Yan Feichen led the people back to the stronghold manor.

Immediately, a large number of Imperial Hand members gathered around, and they wanted to know the outcome of the meeting.

But before Yan Feichen could give an answer, those who followed him proudly explained the cause and effect.

After understanding that the emperor's original intention was just to allow him to get a certain period of rest, many people were already in a state of elation.

The gloom that had previously enveloped their hearts had dissipated, and there was no news more worthy of celebration than now, because the emperor still maintained trust in them, and this alone was enough.

Just as the group of people cheered, Yan Feichen finally spoke.

"I understand you are all basking in joy, but now we have other things to deal with and we need to bury those eleven properly."

The joy that originally filled the surroundings suddenly disappeared.

Eleven people died in this mission, which is not a pleasant number.

Although the last round of fighting with the bald priest also resulted in many casualties, they all saw the situation of the bald priest with their own eyes.

That mission could be regarded as defeating the opponent step by step.

But looking back at this round of missions, it can be said that they lost completely.

"The emperor told me that we should bury them generously. How did we handle the remains of our companions before?"

Faced with Yan Feichen's question, the other Imperial Hand members around him said in unison: "Burn."

That's right, if the body can be brought back and disposed of, the only end result is to be burned into ashes.

"The emperor told me before that he would give them a grand burial. Do you think that after they are burned, it can still be considered a grand burial?"

Upon hearing this, the people around him fell silent.

This really cannot be considered a grand burial.

"I decided to ask the emperor for permission to bury the eleven of them in the flower garden of the conference hall. In this way, they will still contribute to the emperor even after death."

Yan Feichen still underestimated these people's fanatical worship of the emperor.

After hearing the plan he gave, many people began to lament and lament, why wasn't he the one who died?

This would give him the opportunity to be buried in the chamber.

Yan Feichen could only sneer at such an idea.

This kind of imperial power is no different from religious belief to a certain extent.

"Since you all agree, the purchase of coffins will be left to you. I will go to the doctor to find some ways to preserve the bodies so that the bodies of the brothers will not rot too quickly."

After saying that, Yan Feichen turned around and walked into Tianwang's room.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Tianwang who was transforming into the master of the monitoring room.

He was curled up on the stool, holding a cup of refreshing hot tea in his hand, staring at the computer screen in front of him.

Yan Feichen was the first to speak: "I need your help."

"What's the deal? If you want me to produce any combat units, I advise you not to think about it for the time being. There isn't such a big space here, and I don't have that much material."

Skynet also thought that Yan Feichen came to seek help from him to find a solution because he failed in his pursuit of Qin Cang.

But it turns out that's not the case.

"I need you to build some small robots that will not be discovered immediately. At the same time, they must have good digging capabilities. It is best to be able to get them out within an hour, okay?"

In response to this series of requests, Skynet's face became a little unhappy.

It feels like Party A is saying to Party B: Come on, draw me a colorful black.

"I feel that you have some misunderstandings about the development and assembly of machines..."

"Can it be made?"

"Yes, but the number is limited. You need it to be small enough to not be discovered, and you need it to have good burrowing capabilities. These two are both easy to solve, but they are combined together."

"You pay for the materials."

"Row."

Tianwang, who was still acting as the master of the control room, suddenly changed his attitude and stood up and walked to the nearest work table, and then a lot of parts and tools appeared on the table.

I have to say that Skynet is indeed a genius in this regard.

When the one-hour time limit given by Yan Feichen arrived, three spherical robots smaller than plums were thrust into Yan Feichen's hands.

"One costs five thousand disaster points and supports energy crystal payment."

As soon as Tianwang finished speaking, Yan Feichen threw an 'Energy Crystal (Middle)' into the opponent's hand.

Seeing Yan Feichen give out the energy crystal so easily, Tianwang's eyes suddenly lit up.

"How many more do you have? I'll buy them at a high price!"

As a machine manufacturer, Tianwang knows very well that energy crystal is the best source of power because it is pure and stable enough.

If there is anything wrong with using energy crystals as a power source, the only disadvantage is that its energy is too little.

The energy provided by 'Energy Crystal (Small)' is only enough for a machine to operate for half an hour. This is only the first level, and the demand for energy will only get higher and higher.

The problem to be solved is to use more ‘energy crystals (small’) as a power source, or to directly use higher-level ones.

The latter will be much better than the former.

Likewise, the difficulty of obtaining the latter will be much higher than that of the former.

Even if several worlds were forced into the disaster space, Skynet's own energy crystal reserves were not large.

"What's the purchase price?"

"Eighteen thousand."

The moment Skynet said the price, Yan Feichen directly took out ten 'Energy Crystals (Middle)' and placed them in front of him.

"Here are ten, 180,000 points, bring them."

Looking at the ten 'energy crystals (middle)' placed on the table, Tianwang was so greedy that his mouth was watering.

But another fatal problem was also placed in front of him. He could not score so many points at once.

"What do you think? I'll pay one third first, and we'll talk about the rest later. What do you think?"

"No need to discuss..."