The last human in the entire empire

What happened to the terminal?

He will be notified of every trivial matter.What broken design?

Wen Jiyu opened the terminal, and was going to find someone from the design institute, and asked them to cancel the function of the terminal directly-it was shaking all day, and there was no battle to fight, it was so annoying.

No matter how bad it is, it's okay to just cancel him alone.

But when it came to an end, he stopped again and did not continue.

After a while, Wen Jiyu casually chose another person and clicked on the video chat.

He doesn't have to wait long.

As soon as the terminal video was linked, before Wen Jiyu had time to speak, he saw the black man knelt down.

The minister at the front bowed his head, his forehead was almost touching the ground, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty..." Looking behind the minister, almost a group of dependents were there. He was shaking like chaff, as if he had some kind of illness.

Among them, the most normal ones were all children who had not long since grown up, their eyes were ignorant, and they were even a little excited because they saw His Majesty for the first time.

Wen Jiyu looked at it with great interest.

"Do you know where I went wrong?" he asked.

There was silence all around.

The minister was tearful and said tremblingly: "Minister...you shouldn't have said rashly in the hall that day, trying to interrupt His Majesty from killing...killing..." He paused, originally wanted to use a more gentle word, But in the end he gritted his teeth and said, "Killing innocent people indiscriminately." After finishing speaking, he raised his head, his eyes stained with worry, "But Your Majesty, you really can't go on like this. Before—"

There were several mournful cries from behind, interrupting the minister's words.

The minister also knew that Wen Jiyu was the most impatient when someone mentioned this.

In the end, he could only let out a long and slow sigh, and bent down again, with his head lower than before: "Your Majesty, please punish me."

Behind him, everyone's faces were ashamed.

It’s over.

It's all over.

There are no impervious walls in the world.

Since returning from the main hall that day, everyone has already learned from others that the minister made a noise when His Majesty cleared up the traitors, trying to intercede for others.Although it was unsuccessful, this behavior has already made everyone tremble with fear.

"Your Majesty has such a character...how can you speak out rashly?!"

"We will definitely be regarded as fellow party! We will definitely! Even if we did nothing, we will definitely be killed! You all know His Majesty's character. He always prefers to kill by mistake and never let one go!"

"We, our family, are going to end..."

"Woooooooo..."

The minister was also in great pain: "At that time, His Majesty killed people without asking why, but some of them I knew well and were clearly notoriously clean. How could they leak those things out for money. If you don't speak out, we will Keep silent, Your Majesty will get worse in the future, what should we do? They are the ones who died today, but we... can we escape!"

For a time people were panicking.

Even though His Majesty has not found him these two days, everyone firmly believes that it is only a matter of time.

At that time, His Majesty will use his unique spiritual ability to strangle them all.

And today, it's like validating their ideas.

Finally, the communication rang.

It is His Majesty's day of reckoning.

Many people closed their eyes and quietly waited for death.

The mother and daughter who have always been close to each other snuggled together, clasping their hands tightly; the mother who had just given birth to her baby quietly took her baby into her arms and covered her eyes with her hands; the respected father reached out and patted his baby's cheek head.

Everyone's mood gradually calmed down.

However, His Majesty at the other end of the terminal remained silent.

Based on the principle of stretching out his head and retracting his head, the old minister couldn't help but look up, his eyes were red, looking at Wen Ji and His Majesty who were watching a play in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I have made a mistake, but the minister's child They are innocent..."

"You are so selfish."

Wen Jiyu suddenly spoke.

Everyone was stunned.

Ok?

His Majesty said their father was selfish?

What do you mean?

"Okay. Get up."

Wen Jiyu said lightly, "I didn't intend to punish you. It's just that there is something wrong with the terminal. I thought about the large number of people in your family, so I came to ask you. After becoming a guardian, will the terminal keep sending messages from the ward?" He Frowning, he raised his hand and showed one of the messages to the old minister, "Why are all the messy things sent to me?"

Everyone: "???"

Ah? ? ?

What the hell?

Didn't His Majesty come to inquire about the crime? ? ?

Then what happened to the question at the beginning?

Everyone was confused.

...Could it be that they are defrauding them?

The minister at the front was also taken aback when he heard the words.

Facing His Majesty's question, he subconsciously replied: "Yes. When I just had my first child, that is, my eldest daughter, as long as it was the first time my eldest daughter participated, it would be sent to my terminal. This It is to allow parents to better record every first time of their children, which is a very commemorative event for both parties."

Speaking of this, the minister showed a little nostalgia on his face.

He is now very old, and the youngest of his children is over 200 years old, and he has never received the surprise of the "first time" from the terminal.

Speaking of which, he hasn't looked back at the children's records for a long time.

"Okay, I got it."

Wen Ji and hang up the communication directly.

When His Majesty's image disappeared, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and some even collapsed to the ground.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling unreal as if they had survived a catastrophe.

Is this the end?

"Dad." One of the middle-aged women walked over and helped the minister up.

She looked complicated, "Go back to the house and rest."

The minister took advantage of the situation and sat on the ground.

He called up all the records on the terminal, looked at the neatly arranged messages on it, laughed, pointed to one of them and said, "This is the first time you saw Zerg, do you remember?"

The woman was helpless: "At that time, don't bring up the embarrassing thing about peeing your pants in fear?"

The old minister laughed.

Smiling and laughing, the two looked at each other, and both saw some warmth in each other's eyes.

How long had it been since they had spoken so intimately?

Inside the hall.

Wen Jiyu leaned on the seat lazily: "Prepare a gift and say thank you for answering my questions."

"Yes."

The guard turned around and went to pick out gifts for the veteran.

There is a tail behind him. It is a guard who has just come to work with His Majesty. He is still in the internship period and will not become a full-time member until a year later.

The two left the hall one after the other. The intern was really curious and couldn't help speeding up his pace and asked, "Brother, your majesty is the supreme king of the empire. If you really find this news annoying, you can go directly to the people at the terminal research institute." You can just say it, why go to that minister instead and ask an innocuous question?"

The guard didn't turn his head back: "In order to let the minister relax."

Since what happened in the main hall that day, if His Majesty does not go to the minister for a day, the minister will be in a state of panic all day long.And when today's affairs are over, that minister can finally have a good night's sleep, and he no longer has to worry about when His Majesty will trouble him.

The intern looked confused, as if he didn't understand.

The guard said in a low voice: "After you have been with His Majesty for a long time, you will know."

In the interstellar society, the food and clothing problems of human beings have been solved, and the spiritual world needs to be satisfied. In addition, the live broadcast platform that He Xile joined is operating properly, and the marketing methods are good. It is especially prosperous in the empire, so the daily traffic is very large.But He Xile's current understanding of the entire universe and local customs is far from enough, and he hasn't even watched many live broadcasts.

More haste less speed.

He Xile plans to make a transition during this period, and when he can really adapt to this society, he will slowly reveal his human identity and officially start the live broadcast.

So He Xile didn't plan to be like those interstellar people, deciding on the direction of the live broadcast from the beginning.

He checked the attribute label as miscellaneous, chatting, and changed the name of the live broadcast room to: daily.

After choosing a virtual identity and a background live broadcast, He Xile appeared on Xingwang Street in the previously set image.He just clicked to start the broadcast, and before he even got used to the live broadcast interface, the number of online viewers in the upper right corner suddenly changed from "0" to a small "1".

He Xile: "?"

He was startled.

No way?

It's just started, and someone came to his live broadcast room?

So fast?

He Xile blinked, looked at the small camera that was circling around him, and pursed his lips nervously into a smile... Then belatedly realized that he is now an avatar, wearing a mask, no matter what he does The audience couldn't see what kind of expression it was.

However, now he can't easily remove the mask.

"Hello." He Xile greeted.

But the little number "1" didn't respond to him.

He Xile didn't care.

He had also watched the live broadcast on Earth before, and knew that most of the audience would choose to remain silent, and only a few would respond to the host.This is a very normal situation.

What's more, this 1 may be a robot, which specially came to guard the rookie anchor's place to check whether any illegal content was involved.

Thinking of this, He Xile felt more at ease.

During the whole morning, He Xile spent the whole morning frantically absorbing knowledge in the free library of Xingwang. He read almost all books, and even flipped through the modern history of the empire, gaining a certain understanding of the royal family.

When preparing to eat at noon, He Xile looked up and found that the upper right corner was still "1", and this number had not changed from beginning to end.

That's right, He Xile's current live broadcast content is very boring. When he reads a book, he is basically immersed in it and doesn't speak at all.It seems strange that this person is still here, right?

So it must be a robot!

He Xile rolled his eyes and said cheerfully, "Mr. Robot, goodbye! I'm going offline for dinner, see you this afternoon!"

Inside the hall.

Wen Jiyu, who was dealing with official business, heard He Xile's voice, and looked up at the terminal projected not far away. Only he could see the private panel, and there was no sign of He Xile in it.

With a cold snort from his nasal cavity, the noble majesty thought to himself, who wants to see you this afternoon.

He dropped the pen in his hand, Wen Ji and got up.

"Have a meal."