Riding and slashing the stars of empire civilization

Looking at the studio that Milin prepared for her, Ella looked at Milin with the expression of Xianglin's wife.

"What's wrong?" Milin borrowed some of Gray Feng's computing power and asked Gray Feng to build such a broadcasting studio, and at the same time placed broadcasting speakers in every corner of the imperial capital.

These loudspeakers with enhanced sound penetration allow every word of the announcer Ella to be immediately transmitted to the ears of every Imperial City resident.

"I...I just think I might be the first emperor to be an announcer."

Although she wanted to refuse Milin's arrangement, Ella found that this kind of direct broadcast was indeed more convenient than running a newspaper and reading the newspaper door to door.

As for whether this would cause panic among the residents of the imperial capital who had never seen anything like this before, since military control was in place, there was no need to panic.

Once you get used to it, you may even move a small bench to listen to the radio regularly every day. At least in the era before television and radio, many people did this.

"How could it be the first one? At least it's also the second one." Milin expressed a different view on Ella's emotion.

"...At least the second one?" Ella recalled the emperors she knew, trying to find out who would do such a trendy thing.

When radio first came out, it was indeed a very trendy thing.

"Yeah, like Yuyin Broadcasting." Milin said to Ella with a smile.

"Um...this joke is not very appropriate." Ella, who understood what Milin meant by "Jade Sound Broadcasting" for the first time, said with an awkward expression.

"Then let's put it another way. Let's call it Diyin Broadcasting, or Voice of Rome. This is a good name. Let's call it Voice of Rome from now on." Milin gave the radio station a very suitable name.

"Voice of Rome, uh..." Ella looked a little embarrassed.

Milin had already decided to change the name of the empire to Rome the night he finished donning the armor.

The full name should be "The Great Fourth Roman Empire of the Holy Senate and Representatives of All Citizens"

The Ultimate Suture is strange. Ella feels that Milin, who hates all gods, puts the word "sacred" in front of the Senate as some kind of humiliation.

"If you don't like it, you can change it." Seeing Ella's stiff expression, Milin said democratically.

"No need, that's a pretty good name." Ella knew very well that Milin's "democracy" was the kind of democracy in which he listened to opinions, but in the end he still had to make his own decision.

Based on Ella's understanding of Milin, the next name may not be so "appropriate", and it might add a lot of bad taste that Milin likes in it.

"Then it's settled. Now, in the name of His Majesty the Great Ella, I appoint you as the first director and announcer of the Fourth Rome Radio and Television Station." Milin joked seriously.

"...Then do I still need to tell the time and weather forecast on time?" Ella said speechlessly.

Ella would ask this because the original broadcast had this responsibility. Wait, it seems that this kind of task can be given to Gelena.

"You can even sing. I remember that radio broadcasters can do this. Anyway, the broadcast room can also be used as a recording studio. If necessary, I will ask Hui Feng to get a specially tuned subsystem."

Milin disapproved of Aila's behavior of grabbing someone's wool.

"Please allow me to refuse." Hearing that Milin's ideas were getting more and more outrageous, Aila said with a black line on her forehead.

"...Oh, speaking of which, I haven't heard you sing before. Could it be that you are the type who kneels with your mouth open." Milin looked at Ella up and down with subtle eyes and said.

"Ahem, Admiral, as an official broadcast platform, the content must be more serious to be convincing."

Seeing that Milin still had ideas, Ella quickly gave a reason that seemed irrefutable, and then continued:

"Besides, Admiral, if you really want to hear me sing, I'll just sing for you alone."

"That's true. Let's talk about the Sound of Music later." Milin nodded and said.

Seeing that Milin finally stopped worrying about this idea, Ella breathed a sigh of relief.

"So, do you have an idea of ​​how to publicize this matter?" Milin asked Ella.

"Don't worry, I'm professional in this area." Ella just slapped the headlights on her car and issued a military order.

"Well, if that's the case, then I won't interfere." Looking at Ella's confident look, Milin thought of the honey bubble that set off a nationwide investment boom in the imperial capital in the past month.

From this point of view, even if Ella is not the kind of psychology master who can write books and biographies, she must have studied this aspect... There seems to be nothing wrong with it, the emperor's mind.

With this skill point, it should be no problem for Ella to use cross-generational media tools to control and guide the thoughts of the people of the imperial capital in a world where development is restricted by Malakar.

"Admiral, why do you look weird again?" Ella looked at Milin in confusion and asked.

"It's nothing, I just think you should be nicknamed Yuri or Yuriko or something." Mirin said with a smile.

"Yuri? Yuriko? Wait, Admiral, you don't think this is mind control, do you?" Aila hesitated for a while before realizing what Milin was talking about.

"...Oh, you actually know." Milin was a little surprised.

Although Nishiki's Red Alert series has been out for a long time, the second one with Yuri should be released after the millennium.

Could it be that the Westwood Company in the Kanji World produced the game under the pressure of Deep Sea Invasion?

"I do know, because I used to be colleagues with him." Ella said.

"Colleague??" Milin became more and more surprised. Could it be that the shipgirl world not only had an emperor, but also had a young master, and also had a red alert?

"? Admiral, aren't you talking about Yuri Marin, who studies human consciousness control in the Mao Xiong family?" Ella realized that Yuri she knew and Milin knew that Yuri seemed to be different.

"...Oh, yes, it seems like this." Amidst Ella's strangeness, Milin did remember that there was a prototype of Yuri. Of course, it was not the pioneer, but the one who specialized in the control of human consciousness. A Soviet scientist with a mysterious subject.

"Admiral, you actually know that person." Ella was amazed that Milin could know Yuri Marin.

Because seriously, that scientist is not famous because the subject he studies is too mysterious.

"What I'm more curious about is how you became his colleague." Milin is even more curious about Ella's experience.

"Because I also have to work, but I'll just start with it. I haven't achieved any results."

Ella showed some avoidance of Milin's question, as if she didn't want to talk about the past.

"...I still think it's quite magical." Sensing that Ella didn't want to talk too much, Milin didn't ask any more questions and brought the topic back up:

"Then get busy, I'll go out first."

"Oh, wait, where are you going, Admiral?" Ella nodded subconsciously, feeling that Milin wanted to be the boss again.

"Well, I plan to go to the Xianlang Chamber of Commerce." Milin said.

"It is indeed the Admiral who should come forward in this matter." Ella, who originally planned to drag Milin to be the announcer, put her thoughts aside.

"Oh, I'm not here to talk to Xian Lang about recruiting him." Milin said, "I just want to get Lagouzi out of Holo."

"Ah? Has Lapland been caught?" Ella realized belatedly that Lapland had not come to the dinner party.

"Maybe the two souls thing has been noticed, but this dog is my dog." Milin said.

"Do you need an escort?" Ella asked quickly.

"It depends on what identity Xianlang plans to use to talk to me." Milin said calmly.