God-level talent: Invincible, actually it’s really not difficult

Chapter 163

Inside the main hall.

Steve was sitting in a high seat, looking down on everyone.

Finally, he set his sights on an old man with a high nose.

"Macro!"

"The subordinates are here."

The high-nosed old man named Macro immediately stood up, he was the city lord of the Dark City, the housekeeper here, and a servant.

"I heard outside that things were targeted as soon as they left the city lord's mansion? Talk about it, it's going on.

Steve's voice was calm, as if he didn't care very much, but none of the people present took it seriously, and they broke out in a cold sweat.

After all, things were thrown from their hands, and one of them did not get it right, and one of those present counted as having no good fruit to eat.

"Back to His Highness, there is a problem with a steward, and he has fallen for the psychic technique."

Macro did not dare to hide it and told the matter one by one.

"Psychic magic? Is that psychic sorcerer? What's that guy's name? Oh yes, called Beers, right?

Steve rubbed his forehead and thought for a long time, finally remembering the name he had heard of.

"Yes."

Macro nodded respectfully.

"Who is responsible for the security of the City Lord's Mansion? Stand out.

After Steve finished speaking, a big man wearing a half-body mecha stood up, with traces of battle still on his body, thinking that he had just joined the battle.

At this time, the big man did not have the appearance of a tough guy at all, and he stood there with a cold sweat the size of a soybean on his forehead.

Steve glanced at the big man, his brow furrowed.

"What's your name?" Shake what? Am I terrible? "

Prayers... Pray to His Royal Highness the Prince, subordinate..... Subordinates.... Call..... "

Forget it, I don't care what your name is, I only ask you one thing, you just have to answer honestly."

Seeing that the big man couldn't say a word for a long time, Steve waved his hand, not wanting the other party to continue.

This image is so unpleasant.

"Good.... Well, His Royal Highness the Prince..... You..... You please say.

"How often will you check the spiritual source?"

"A.... One month!

Getting the answer, Steve looked at Macro to the side.

"Macro, it doesn't seem that the rules and regulations are like this, do they? I remember you guys seem to be checking here once a week? Give me a reason, or rather, how you want to live.

When Marklo heard this, he knelt down directly and said with a sad face, "Your Royal Highness, it's really none of my business, although I am the city lord, I am mainly responsible for the logistics part, and the security is the responsibility of the city guard." Seeing

that he was about to die, Macro decisively sold the players.

Hearing that someone was throwing the pot, the main person in charge of the city guard office immediately became anxious, and quickly stood up and explained, "Your Royal Highness, your subordinates have been wronged, our city guard office is mainly responsible for the security of the inner city, and we have no authority over the security of the city lord's mansion." Steve

was not angry when he saw the two pushing each other, this is where he got there, he has seen this kind of thing a lot in the royal capital.

Moreover, he did not come this time to hold anyone responsible, but to handle things well, so that he could add points when he went back, and he didn't care about whose question it was.

"Macro, what do you say?"

"Your Royal Highness, I really don't know, it must be that Di Li guy who filled his pockets with the resources there, otherwise how could it be thoroughly investigated in a month."

"Nope.... No... "

Okay, I see, come on, drag it on."

The big man named Dili was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he just wanted to open his mouth to explain, but Steve didn't give him a chance to explain at all, and with a direct wave of his hand, several guards behind him walked out and set up the person.

A moment later, everyone heard a roar of pain coming from outside the main hall.

Don't even think about it, this is obviously lifeless.

To be honest, Steve doesn't care who is responsible, and he has to be seriously investigated, and there is no one who can escape.

The Dark City has been quiet for hundreds of years, and the matter of filling resources with personal pockets has long lasted for decades.

It was good that there was no accident before, but now that something happened, someone must come out to top the tank.

It is definitely unrealistic to kill them all, and who will be called after killing them all?

Now killing one is just right, it is a chicken to kill a monkey.

"Okay, this matter is over, let's talk about what to do next."

Steve clapped his hands, temporarily revealing the topic.

Everyone below, you look at me, I look at you, no one dares to say their opinion.

If you didn't get a key back before, forget it, and now you still have a rule prop, who dares to give an opinion?

Adhering to the concept of less talk and less mistakes, everyone has become a shrunken turtle.

"Forget it, you guys go out first."

Steve didn't continue to force himself when he saw that no one was talking, and he probably knew what the following people were thinking.

Originally, he didn't want to get any good attention from these people, and it was okay if he didn't say anything, just don't procrastinate when the time comes.

If it really doesn't work, then kill a few more.

"Yes, His Royal Highness, his subordinates retreated first."

Hearing that they could go, everyone breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and did not dare to continue to stay here, and quickly chose to leave with a retreat.

After everyone left, Steve fell directly into deep thought.

With his talent, it stands to reason that he could have broken through the third order to a higher level, but the reason why he has been stopping at the third order all these years is to be in charge of the affairs of this dark city.

Although the territory of the Kingdom of Calvia is not large, there are still several cursed planes in the territory.

Logically, the cursed plane did not need to be sealed, but they still did it.

And also declared that this is the leased land of the kingdom, so it will be protected.

But it's not.

The real reason is only known to them, the core members of the royal family.

Steve's father, His Majesty of the Kingdom of Calvia, the legend, is more than two hundred years old this year, but the ambition is still there.

In practical terms, the legends outside are not accurate.

Few people know that the history of His Majesty's fortune did not actually begin with this cursed plane, but in a ruin, and the valuable research materials were excavated from the ruins.

Of course, these materials are not all of that treasure, otherwise they would not have risen so fast.

Coupled with the deliberate spread of His Majesty the King, so many years have passed, and the fake has become real.

Calvia was founded only a hundred years ago, and the empire was far behind those kings with a long history.

If you want to go further, you have to think of other ways.

The genetic modification program here is the most effective way to break the deadlock in a short period of time.

Tens of hundreds of years of research experiments have finally come to fruition.

The Wang Cheng side already had an idea and decided to squeeze the surplus value here and abandon it directly, but now that something suddenly happened, I had to send someone to take a look.

To be honest, including Steve, the royal city side did not care much about the loss of a rule prop.

Now it is not more than a hundred years ago, a broken artifact fragment, which is really not unusual in the eyes of the big forces.

This thing is not only the same, now the family is big, you can always find something to replace.

There is only one thing that makes them care, and that is that things are beyond their control.

Each piece of the complete rule prop is a Zhenguo artifact, but the use of rule fragments is more limited.

Except for some special uses, the actual effect is actually not as good as a Perkin quality prop.

They can't figure out why these bugs grab the rule fragments, let alone what they want to use it for.

So here he is.

.........

"Kifni, what do you think about this?"

Thinking about it, Steve looked directly at one of the guards, which was his guard and one of his wisdom tanks.

Hearing His Royal Highness's question, Kiefney first saluted respectfully before replying

, "Your Royal Highness, this matter mainly depends on the attitude of the royal city. After all, this is not a hundred years ago, and many things that were important before are not important now.

"Well, that's not a good deal."

Steve nodded, lost in thought again.

That's right, it's not a hundred years ago, and the way things are handled can't be the way it was a hundred years ago.

Speaking of this, we have to mention those past events a hundred years ago.

At that time, His Majesty the King had not yet completely developed his mark, and it was still quite difficult in nature.

Of course, this is relative to the present.

I remember that in order to forcibly seize this cursed plane, there were not fewer dead people, and in the end, I couldn't spare people to develop here, otherwise I wouldn't have signed any law covenants with these bugs.

Finally, in order to seal this cursed plane, he also borrowed a prop from someone.

Well, now the key is lost, the items are incomplete, resulting in the inability to disassemble, let alone handing over or something.

But now a hundred years have passed, and what was offended before, now it is different.

The devil knows how much it cost to borrow this item in the first place.

Now the strength is strong. Naturally, there is also a desire for revenge.

If there is really no way to make a difference, then you can only turn your face.

The truth is this truth, ordinary people may be hot in the brain really so dry.

But alas, Steve knew he couldn't.

As a member of the royal family, he now considers not only the gains and losses, but also the political implications.

He has already picked the fruit here, and now that something has happened, he naturally has to carry it.

How can it be said that the big forces will turn their faces and turn their faces, one is not handled well, his brothers and sisters will not miss this opportunity, and the attack is certain.

If you want to maintain your current position, you can only handle this matter carefully.

"Kifni, you say, what if I propose to loosen the restrictions here and let those guys come in and find themselves?"

Before anyone could answer, Steve directly shook his head and denied the idea.

Now the dark city is still chaotic, and when those guys come in, they really encounter it, and they may know about the gene laboratory.

No, not possible, definitely.

Didn't you run a few modified bodies, as long as people see it, it's hard not to doubt it.

Now not only can he not relax the restrictions, but also take back all the previous permissions, the news is really leaked, and his position on the side of the royal capital will definitely be affected.

Seriously, the whole thing is actually quite contradictory and difficult to handle.

Although Steve didn't care about the two lost items, he still had to get them back, because it did have a lot of political influence on him.

The problem is that he is reluctant to let his people come in and send them to death, this is the foundation of his future life, how can he be sent here for no reason to consume?

After all, such a big secret is placed here, if people come in, just in case, the royal city side will definitely not let them go out alive.

This is also the truth of not killing the group of people who did not kill the crime before, anyway, those people may all die in the end, why kill him now? It is better to warn first, and it will be used as waste.

It is even more inappropriate to let other forces come in in a big way.

At that time, it will really be evil in his hands, and it will be him who has the greatest impact.

Steve thought so, but the one he started with a man named Kiverney seemed to have a different opinion.

"His Royal Highness, maybe we can't find someone from outside to help."

"Oh? How to say?

Steve was interested.

"Your Royal Highness, please take a look at this information, you will understand it after reading it."

Steve took the intelligence and glanced at it briefly, then his eyes lit up.

This is intelligence from across the sea.

"Where did this information come from? Is this kid named Sacker really that big?

"Oh, by the way, this kid seems to be called Roddy now, right? The key seemed to be on him.

Kiferney nodded.

"Yes, His Royal Highness, his subordinates reviewed the schedule of the City Guard Department a few days ago, and then accidentally discovered this, and when they were a little interested, they asked someone to check it, but they didn't expect such a big surprise."

"Has the intelligence been verified?"

"After verification, it was a dark line buried there, and many people died for this matter. But one thing is certain, the intelligence is indeed true. This kid seems to have escaped, and then I don't know why he fell into the hands of the slave trader, and finally arrived here. "

This way."

Steve touched his chin, his eyes twinkled.

"Kiefni, you said that if we send the intelligence over, will someone be sent over there?"

"Yes, His Royal Highness."

Kifney nodded resolutely and continued, "Even if they are not sure whether it is true or not, as long as they get the news, someone will definitely come over."

"Well, you're right, it's true, let me think about it and see how to arrange it."

Steve was lost in thought again.

The appearance looked very similar, but no one dared to be sure, Roddy was the person those people were looking for.

But it doesn't matter, as long as the intelligence is sent, people will definitely come.

A complete Zhenguo artifact, even if it is just a clue, no one will be indifferent.

If those people really caught people.

Hehe.

Steve sneered inwardly.

Keys, people, clues, he wants them all.

Across the sea, it's too far for them to manage.

.........