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The golden sunlight shines in from the majestic gate of the imperial palace, and through the majestic hexagram logo on the dome, it spreads on the gilded and majestic hall, making the entire palace and government hall even more resplendent.

However, in this vibrant and dazzling golden light, the atmosphere in the hall is extremely dignified.

Everyone stood in awe, with their heads buried deeply, not daring to show a single breath.

Finally, someone stood up.

"Marshal, please think twice about Major General Hope entering the palace."

coming!

Everyone lowered their heads and held their breath. In the scariest scene, someone finally brought up this terrible topic.

The person who stood up was Wu Chenyun, the second son of the Wuchen family, who is currently the speaker of the Imperial Council.The subtle thing is that the Wuchen family is also a royal family.The last Supreme Commander of the Star Alliance came from the Wuchen family.So Wuchen Liuyun stood up at this moment, and everyone's nerves became even more tense.

A suffocating silence enveloped the palace hall.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the golden sunlight also pushed forward step by step into the inner part of the hall.

Passing through the gilt hall, passing through the bowed ministers, they stopped at the steps and couldn't walk in any more.

The steps are covered with a scarlet carpet, and the places where the sun can't get in are shrouded in darkness.

On the high seat, the toes of the man's silver boots glowed coldly.

"Oh?" The man's deep laughter came out, making the whole hall even more silent.

"Lord Wuchen, hasn't your House of Representatives discussed this matter before?" The man's voice was soft and smiling, but it made people shudder.Accompanied by the man's voice, a cold current from the Emperor's Eye Technique quickly enveloped the entire hall, causing everyone to close their eyes and dare not move.

But Wuchen Liuyun was facing the huge cold current, his back straight under the gorgeous black uniform, and he looked straight at the people on the high seat without fear: "The result of the previous discussion in the House of Representatives is that Major General Hope is not recommended to enter the palace. Marshal You can look at the report again, more than half of the MPs voted to reject the matter."

"Hmph, since it's just a suggestion, the final result is not up to me?"

"Marshal! Others are just fine, how much the Hope family has contributed to the empire. SN7 Star Wars, the bones of the old general are still alive. A genius like Major General Hope is the future and hope of the empire... Marshal, you do this , aren’t you afraid of the chilling of the people and the anger of the army?!”

[Congratulations to the host, the character is strongly angry, the tyrant coefficient +1000!At present, your total tyrant coefficient is 2300, and you are still 997700 away from the target score. Please continue to work hard~! 】

The happy system sounded in his head, and the man on the high seat frowned fiercely.

hateful!There is still so much difference, he will have to wait until the year of the monkey to finish it!

His name was Zhang Baile, and he was originally a good young man enjoying peace and democracy in socialism.Although I have little experience and background, I founded a small company with my mind and luck.In the first few years, I worked hard and lost money, and owed a lot of foreign debts, but the rewards later were extremely rich.As a young man from a poor background, Zhang Baile was already very happy.He built a villa for his parents in his hometown, and bought a house in the city with full money.A while ago, I cruelly placed an order for a Rolls-Royce, preparing to dress up for myself.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he drove his Rolls-Royce on the highway, a crazy big truck came in front of him.When Zhang Baile woke up, he came to this inexplicable interstellar era.At the same time, there is an extra thing called the system in his mind, which tells him that if he wants to go home, he must complete the tasks in this world.

That is: to be a qualified tyrant.Accumulate the tyrant coefficient, and when the coefficient reaches 100 million, you can go home.

Traveling through time for a month, Zhang Baile worked hard every day to be a tyrant.Unexpectedly, the score rose to 2300.Although one month seems good, but it is still far from his goal!

At this moment, all the ministers just saw that the tyrant was silent, and while he was silent, he released a more piercing chill.Everyone broke into a cold sweat for Wuchen Liuyun, and everyone thought in their hearts: Poor Wuchen Liuyun, who is so young, a man whose empire and even the Milky Way are so glorious, is afraid that his blood will splash the imperial palace today.

Sure enough, the tyrant suddenly stood up, and a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly flashed in the dark:

"Wuchen Liuyun, I think you have been my emperor's teacher before, so I tolerate you again and again. But look what you are talking about?! It is because I feel sorry for the Hope family , not long after the old general passed away, Major General Hope was young and had no one to take care of him. I brought him into the palace and took care of him personally. What's wrong with that?!... What future and hope, you mean, the empire is in my hands and there is no future And hope?!"

As soon as this remark came out, no one was trembling with fear.

Wuchen Liuyun's eyes were firm, Ling Ran said, "It's not bad for the Marshal to say that."

scare!It seems that Wuchen Liuyun is going to die today!Everyone thought.

"Okay, okay." The man on the high seat was on the verge of rage, he threw the red cloak behind him, revealing the black uniform and saber inside, and paced slowly in front of the throne.

"Wuchen Liuyun, no matter what you say today, I will not change my mind. I want everyone to know that no one can change the decision I made, Sith Yule!"

"Marshal insists on this, I can only show my ambition by death!"

Wuchen Liuyun took a sudden step forward, his eyes were like torches, and his aura was like a galaxy, which made people feel respectful.I saw his back straightened, and his voice was as loud as a bell: "Today, I will smash my head to death in this imperial palace. If this action doesn't wake up the marshal, it can also wake up the blood souls of the soldiers of our Xingyuan Empire! I won't... Shame on the faint king!"

After finishing speaking, Wuchen Liuyun yelled, and Nebula around him rushed towards the golden load-bearing pillar beside the main hall.

"Ah, Lord Wuchen, no!"

A minister exclaimed, and everyone burst into exclamation and horror.

However, it was too late to stop it, and Wuchen Liuyun even used the star soul to increase the speed of the impact, obviously determined to die.Exhausting all the strength of the whole body, hitting the hard pillar with the head——

"Bang!" There was a blunt sound.

But there was no blood flow as everyone expected.

Wuchen Liuyun was wrapped in a huge softness, and then bounced back.His mind was buzzing, he swayed, stood up straight, frowned and stared at the golden pillar in front of him.

"Hahahaha!"

Sith Yule's violent laughter came from beside his ears, and his seaweed-like curly long hair fluttered wildly behind him, looking extremely wanton.

"Wuchen Liuyun, I've expected you to do this for a long time! Last night, I had people wrap the pillars and walls of the hall with thick gold cotton, and I personally added the enchantment with the pupil technique. .To tell you the truth, even if you bump into each other here, you won't be killed! Hahahaha!"

"You!..." Wuchen Liuyun's cheeks flushed immediately, and he glared at him.In this way, not only did he not succeed in swearing to die, but he also made him embarrassed in front of the officials, which became a joke.

【Ding!The hatred value and anger value of the main characters have increased, congratulations to the host tyrant coefficient increased by 2000! 】

"Sisi Youle, you tyrant!" Wuchen Liuyun couldn't bear it anymore, and finally cursed.

"Hmph, whatever you want to say! You want to die to gain fame and incite the subjects and the army, but I won't do it for you!" Zhang Baile waved his hand, imitating the image of the tyrant in the TV series: "Come here, invite Lord Wuchen to come here!" The Interstellar Academy, send people to guard it strictly. Lord Wuchen is in a depressed mood recently, you must take good care of him. If there is any problem with him, I will ask you!"

"Yes!" Four guards wearing black uniforms and holding Gauss guns walked in and took Wuchen Liuyun down.

Wuchen Liuyun was still cursing in embarrassment, Zhang Baile's dark eyes swept over the officials, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.

【Ding!The fear value of group characters increases, and the host tyrant coefficient increases by 2000! 】

Zhang Baile was very satisfied, and said to the servant: "Go, inform the Hope family, and broadcast the whole interstellar broadcast at the same time. Two days later, Major General Hope will be welcomed into the palace, and the post-sealing ceremony will be held."

As soon as these words came out, Wuchen Liuyun roared even more desperately and the system's notification sounded.

"Sis Youle! You tyrant! You, you, puff—" Wu Chen Liuyun sprayed a mouthful of blood on the main hall, but he was ruthlessly dragged away by the guards.

The officials looked at each other in blank dismay, silent like a cicada.

【Ding!The main character's anger value and hatred value increased sharply, and the host's tyrant value increased by 5000! ! 】

[Group fear value and anger value increased, tyrant coefficient increased by 3000! 】

[Congratulations to the host tyrant with a coefficient of more than 100. The reward amount of [-] million has been transferred to your real world account. At the same time, you will be rewarded with ten days of annual leave, which can be redeemed at any time in this world~! 】

Zhang Baile was so excited, he flung his cloak violently, and laughed wildly with his hands on his hips: "Hahahaha! Come here! The marshal is happy today, the palace has a banquet, and everyone stays to drink and eat meat! Hahahaha!"

The ministers were terrified.

And just when Wuchen Liuyun was taken to the Imperial College for secret custody, and the officials were forced to feast and drink in the palace to endure the tyrant's cries and wolves, the Hope family fell into chaos and crisis.

"Major General!"

The servants fell to their knees.

The noble and proud young man stood among them and slowly drew out a saber.Silver eyes stared at the blade, staring carefully.

"Xue Ling, otherwise... I will take my grandfather's spiritual core and go to the army." Behind him, the eldest son of the Hope family, Hope Cangqiong, said.His tall body was extremely heavy at the moment, but his eyes were full of determination.

The fathers of the Hope family had already died in the battle to defend the capital ten years ago, and the elderly grandfather also died with the interstellar pirates of SN7 a month ago.All of this was originally to protect the Star Source Eternal Empire, and to defend the interests and territory of Sith Yule.However, this inhuman tyrant forced the youngest son of the Hope family, Hope Xueling, into the palace at this time, and made him the queen.

Huop Xueling is recognized by the empire as a genius boy in the past 100 years. Although he is only 17 years old, his mental strength and combat effectiveness have already ranked among the top ten in the empire.I believe that he will become a generation of God of War in a short time.

Sith Yule's move is simply a great humiliation to the Hope family!

"Rather than being oppressed and humiliated by this stupid king, it's better to fight to the death!" Hope Sky said angrily.

"Not urgent."

Huo Pu Xueling said, the boy's voice was cold and flat.The frosty long sword slashed in the air, and then sank into the scabbard around the young man's waist in the next instant.

"It's not the time yet."

Huo Puxueling looked at the snowflakes falling slowly in the sky, and a layer of ice cracked gradually appeared in the empty silver eyes: "For a while, I will use this sword to cut down Sisiyu personally on the day not long after." happy head."

The cold wind suddenly picked up, and the snowflakes condensed into ice in the air, and suddenly burst.

"Hiss." At this moment, Zhang Baile, who was eating hot pot and singing in the palace, suddenly felt a chill in his neck.

【Ding!The protagonist Hope Xueling's hatred value has skyrocketed, and the tyrant coefficient has increased by 10000!Congratulations to the host for reaching the 2 coefficient, please continue to work hard! 】

The author has something to say:

Tyrant coefficient growth rule: All negative emotions (such as: fear, hatred, sadness, anger, etc.) caused by the protagonist can increase the tyrant coefficient.

One-time increase for a single common character: in units of 100.Such as ordinary ministers, guards, court ladies, passers-by and so on.

One-time growth of a single main character: in units of 1000.Such as Wuchen Liuyun.

Group common role = single main role: in units of 1000.Like all the ministers.

Hope Snow Ling: The unit is 10000.

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Zhang Baile: Just say it directly, I will just catch him and squeeze him alone from now on!