Chapter 566: CXCV. Grand Birthday Celebration (5K)
August 25.
Since the Kelor Highlands have already pledged allegiance to the Eternal Sect, I got up, the crystal burst, what’s there to say?
The Resistance Army raised by Uborio is barely surviving in name now.
War isn’t about who fights the fiercest; it’s about who has more money, whose industrial power is stronger.
These ignorant and tragic farces have ended.
Of course, Crocodile Island treats people horribly. If I don’t cruelly exploit the people of Mulong, who will buy feed for the numerous exotic beasts in my family’s manors? And the money for the mistresses, the high-end customized luxury for all of Geliheng’s mistresses, who will afford it?
Crocodile Island fighting the natives is essentially a strike from a higher dimension; they don’t care how many Resistance soldiers there are, doesn’t it just make them look faster at killing?
And with the arrival of the Eternal Sect.
Compared to Uborio and Crocodile Island, Zote is like the Holy True God’s substitute on earth, and like hell, chopping off a slice is the same. New users get food for free, and old users earn Church Coins through labor, which have more purchasing power than their pre-war life. Maybe not meat at every meal, but at least a balanced diet of meat, eggs, and milk every day.