Chapter 56: The True 'Foundation of Royal Supremacy

Outside the main hall, a sun shower was falling.

The midday sun was just right, and a brilliant rainbow was drawn in the sky.

Zhang Gui heard Old Song's praise for himself from afar and felt secretly pleased in his heart.

He appeared with a smile, "Song Gong, aren't you praising me too much?"

"I'm even a little proud."

Song Huawen saw that his new boss had finally appeared again, and hurriedly stood up and bowed, "Song Huawen greets Your Majesty."

"Song Gong, let's not say the title 'Your Majesty' anymore."

"To tell you the truth, I had to insist on being an 'emperor' in the early stages of my rise just for the fate ascension of the mysterious domain."

"Usually, let's not act like big shots."

"You can just call me Sovereign or Great King," Zhang Gui returned the bow and said: "I just felt a change in my divine ability, and a sudden benefit."

"I guessed it was because of you, this 'old relic pearl', regulating yin and yang effectively."

"Now it seems there's no need to ask, it's exactly that."

"Tsk tsk tsk, once you gain power, you immediately glow with color."

"This keen insight, decisive implementation, and seeing the big from the small make me marvel!"

Old Song had been an ox and horse his whole life and had never drunk chicken soup personally fed by the biggest boss in the organization he belonged to, and for a moment he was actually speechless and choked up.

But for Zhang Gui, who had experienced great tycoons in his past life trying to climb the rich list and calling the numerous little oxen and horses on the internet brothers, this was nothing.

He stepped forward, helped Old Song up, and pulled him out, "It's getting late, let's go to Guiyang Palace together for lunch and chat."

"Call all the management of our Zhenlong Kingdom and gather together."

"That Little Brother Zhao, sorry to trouble you to call everyone, just say I'm asking everyone to gather for a meal at Guiyang Palace."

The Little Brother Zhao that Zhang Gui called was one of the minor officials who listened to orders in front of Song Wenhua just now.

Seeing that the big boss actually knew his surname and even politely called him 'Little Brother Zhao'.

Even if he didn't have as much brain as Old Song to see that the Zhenlong Kingdom looked like a grassroots troupe but actually had great prospects.

He still felt his whole body go numb and his heart excited, nodding repeatedly:

"Yes, yes, Your Maj, Great King, I'll do it immediately."

"Thank you." Zhang Gui nodded with a smile, and then continued to talk to Old Song, "I still have to mix in the 'Ming Song' and wait for the opportunity to fish for benefits."

"I can't meet everyone all the time."

"Fortunately, I can rest assured with you, this stabilizing sea needle, presiding over daily affairs."

Song Huawen followed the boss's footsteps, disregarding the huge age difference between the two, and said in a humble tone:

"No, no, no, if it weren't for the Great King's enlightenment on the policy of governing the country, I would have been enlightened..."

"Alright, stop being humble."

"Because of some special reasons, I have indeed taken a different path in social theory and achieved great success."

"But that belongs to the foresight in the macro framework, equivalent to being strategically invincible in war."

"But being able to grasp the macro and being strategically correct doesn't mean being powerful in micro-execution and fighting specific battles."

"So in the future, I won't ask about specific governance; I'll leave it all to you; don't doubt the people you use, and don't use the people you doubt."

"Let's explore the direction of national affairs."

"For example, the Giant Serpent Head Island where our Zhenlong Kingdom is located has an area of over one hundred thousand square kilometers."

"In addition to Zhenlong, there are gathering points of various national forces."

"They are all powerful dragons, with deep foundations on the mainland, and cannot be underestimated."

"What do you think, when should we contact them?"

"Hmm, speaking of which, no matter how strong their background is, they can't compare to us who have taken root on Giant Serpent Head Island."

"You are also a single Stone Corpse soldier now; you should understand after a little attempt."

"According to the seven levels of strength of the troops of the Dongsheng Continent: Soldier, Regular Soldier, Light Armor, Heavy Armor, Light Cavalry, Heavy Armor Cavalry, and Town Guard."

"Our Stone Corpse soldiers belong to the Town Guard level."

"They are comparable to the Ming Song's Flower Dragon Cavalry, and the Yuan Mountain's Canglang Guard and Bailu Army."

"Of course, they have long-term training, the bonus of riding partners, the blessing of powerful battle arrays, etc., which we certainly can't compare to."

"But as long as we master the methods and have the conditions, we can also train."

"With ten thousand young people, select one thousand every six months and practice hard for a year..."

Listening to Zhang Gui painting a big picture with clouds and mist, but not cutting to the core, Song Huawen felt unbearable anxiety, and feeling that the new boss wasn't a harsh character, he suddenly spoke:

"Great King, I am an old man who has never practiced or been in the military my whole life."

"Although I can guess the power of the Stone Corpse soldiers, I really don't understand how they can confront strong troops like the Flower Dragon Cavalry."

"I just want to know, is it strenuous for you to point and transform Stone Corpse soldiers?"

Zhang Gui was stunned and said sincerely:

"I was a bit pretentious last time."

"Actually, for a single Stone Corpse soldier, provided there are minerals and herbs, I have no problem refining a hundred or so a day."

"As for the superior ten-Stone Corpse soldiers, because ten corpses are needed for refining, it's a bit troublesome."

"The hundred-Stone Corpse soldier is my current limit, and it requires a hundred dead bodies to proceed."

"We in the Zhenlong Kingdom don't have a single one right now."

Song Huawen didn't feel fear after hearing this, but instead his eyes widened, his dark eyeballs almost falling out of their sockets,

"Great King, Great King, this ability of yours, this great ability, must have been passed down from the bloodline of the ancient God King Emperor!"

"It is truly the 'Foundation of Royal Supremacy'!"

"With this ability, even if you were on a whim and started a rebellion without preparing anything, you could turn the world upside down!"

"Not to mention building a foundation with steady progress like now, planning slowly."

"Actually, speaking of which, the Heavenly Craft and the overseas foundation are just the 'wings' that add wings to a tiger."

"Your bloodline's great ability is the tiger that might eat deer and grow fat in the future!"

While speaking, the two arrived at Guiyang Palace.

The southern side hall had already lit the earth dragon, and the heat was steaming.

Old Sang Gui was directing a group of people to serve dishes.

Zhang Gui was stunned, not understanding why Sang Gui appeared so timely.

"Old Sang Gui, you, the director of the 'Training and Martial Guard Department', have you recruited the first batch of soldiers for our Zhenlong Kingdom, waiting here to accompany me to dinner?"

This was originally a joke, but unexpectedly Old Sang Gui replied solemnly:

"Great Stone Gold Star, Old Sang Gui knows the importance."

"With the great help of Lord Song, the new soldiers were recruited by lottery yesterday."

"Waiting for your inspection at any time."

Song Huawen heard this and immediately bowed humbly:

"The matter of recruiting soldiers is all thanks to the proper hosting of Director Sang Gui, so it could be completed smoothly in one day."

"It's just that a small accident occurred."

"Zhao Sanshi, who worked under you, Great King, in 'Wangbei Manor' before, cried heartbreakingly yesterday because he didn't draw a 'military lot'."

"He knelt and begged Director Sang Gui to make an exception."

"I didn't have a position at the time, so it was hard to say anything."

"I just heard that the child is still kneeling on the training ground, which is truly pitiful."

"I'm afraid it will hurt the Great King's benevolence."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 57 =====