Chapter 345: Who Is His Majesty?

kt a long silence.

Lin An habitually tapped his fingertips on the table.

Endless zombie tide.

Could this be the biggest problem of this instance world?

Can't kill them all; with what will we complete the mission?

The mission explicitly said to resolve the 【Apocalypse Crisis】.

Can't kill them all; how to resolve it?

Moreover, the spirits in the crystal, Huang Shaohua also said that Awakened Ones sometimes die suddenly at different times.

So, the true difficulty of this instance shouldn't be this.

No matter how many zombies, it's impossible to kill Awakened Ones.

Unless everyone in the world turns into zombies, then can track where the Awakened Ones are, and rely on endless numbers to wear them to death.

But this doesn't match the situation where Third Level lives short, First Level lives long.

Especially, up to now, Lin An hasn't found any clue related to amoeba worms.

Such a mysterious tower might have related clues.

After thinking, Lin An couldn't come up with an effective conclusion.

Endlessly regenerating zombies...

Could it be that the tower hides a secret organization?

Are they mass-producing clones and then artificially creating zombies?

Furrowed brows.

In the end, Lin An still chose to give up piecing together clues.

Didn't expect that Bolaka knows not much more either.

In the underground alloy room, the atmosphere was heavy.

During the remaining time, Lin An chose to continue asking for other information.

Bolaka Royal Grand Hotel.

The lemming, eyes frenzied, led the conscripted soldiers straight into the hotel.

News of the inner city palace was completely sealed; throughout Bolaka, except for those involved inside the palace, no one knew what happened.

Hotel staff saw the military minister following behind the lemming, and their hearts jolted.

What's going on?

How come the subordinates of the Troy envoy are commanding troops rushing over?

Military Minister.

He is one of Bolaka's main figures; why is he so respectfully following behind the lemming, a lowly commoner?

What they don't know is that the military minister's respect comes from the person behind the lemming.

"Bang-bang-bang"

The lemming lowered his head, calming his breath from running all the way, while the still-shocked military minister stood beside him.

"Lemm..."

"Sir."

The military minister beside him still had uncleaned blood stains on his face, and he timidly asked the lemming in a low voice:

"Who is in the room?"

"Is it Lord Lin An's consort?"

His thoughts shifted.

It wasn't that he had any rebellious thoughts.

Under the intimidation of Lin An and Zhang Tie, everyone involved in the palace had extinguished any thought of resistance.

As a leading figure of one faction, even if he were stupid, he would know what to do.

The lemming appears to be a subordinate recently recruited by Lin An; currying favor is definitely necessary.

But if the person inside the room is Lin An's consort, then it's even more serious.

That would be the companion of an invincible powerhouse!

Such an existence, he only wants to cling to their thigh.

Even, the military minister Kosman already had a clear idea in his mind.

Lin An controlling Bolaka, having killed so many, is not necessarily a bad thing!

The more people killed, the more vacancies.

Especially, Lin An's displayed terrifying strength is practically like a myth.

Moreover, he personally heard Lin An's intention.

(Controlling Bolaka...)

Such an existence, willing to control Bolaka, wouldn't they also want to control more forces?

With Lin An's strength, in Kosman's repeated calculations...

What forces, what armies! They're nothing but mud chickens and tile dogs!

Conquering the world is merely a matter of time.

Therefore, Kosman's thoughts instead became lively.

Bolaka changing masters is fine; so many deaths are fine; what's it to him?

As long as he himself doesn't die, that's enough.

If one could gain the favor of this mysterious existence, even just running errands, being a servant...

Damn it, once Lin An rules the world, even his underlings who sweep toilets would be better off than my previous position!

A Safe Zone is nothing; Bolaka isn't even a strong Safe Zone, just bullying small forces in the wilderness.

The travel rat saw Kosman's thoughts and couldn't help but sigh quietly.

Those existing at the High Level are all old foxes.

That's because Lord Lin An acted too fast, basically giving them no time to react and defect.

Right now, everyone has come to their senses, realizing how great it is to follow Lin An.

I estimate this former Grand Councilor, one of Bolaka's rulers, is racking his brains on how to fawn over the "mistress".

The pressure is great.

The travel rat clearly knows he's just a small fry; put bluntly, it's just good luck to have met Lin An early.

If one wants to gain Lin An's favor in the future, there will likely be a large batch of people wanting to compete with oneself.

Well, Kosman adjusted his expression in an extremely short time, respectfully kneeling by the door, that expression more attentive than my own.

Damn!

I haven't even said who's inside!

You, a former high-and-mighty big shot, can't you have some dignity and some face?!

Before the travel rat could even curse quietly in his heart.

With a click, the door slowly opened.

Hearing the door open, Kosman squeezed out a fawning smile on his face, and in the astonished gazes of the attendants behind him, he respectfully greeted the person inside hurriedly:

"Respected, beautiful lady, I am Grand Councilor Kosman. You can call me Xiao Man..."

"His Majesty Lin An, please proceed to the palace with Princess Anna."

Upon hearing that, the travel rat felt he couldn't catch his breath.

Damn! This guy stole my line!

How did I not think to first shout 'His Majesty Lin An'?!

Inside the door, Mo Ling, half-asleep in pajamas, gave a doubtful look at the middle-aged man kneeling on the floor.

Behind her, Princess Anna, who had just woken up not long ago, lay on her back on the floor, straining to turn her head to look.

Upon hearing the door-knocker's self-introduction, her beautiful eyes were full of shock.

I didn't hear wrong, did I?!

Outside the door is one of Bolaka's highest rulers, Grand Councilor Kosman?!

As an existence whose fame intimidates the wilderness around Bolaka, the bearded man before us is said in rumors to be cruel and violent, a nightmare for many forces.

But such an existence, yet respectfully almost wants to press his head to the floor?

What is he saying?

His Majesty Lin An?!

Who is Lin An?! Who is His Majesty?!!