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Chapter 187, Reckless (2 more please subscribe for flowers)

In the world of Resident Evil, in the evening, the once white house has now been directly leveled by a group of space warriors on the grounds of "remnants of the old times".

With the overtime efforts of a large number of imperial slave workers, a temporary "Second Imperial Palace" was completed in just one month.

And now, in the second emperor's palace, Lin Te sat high on the golden throne with a strange expression on his face.

"Be honest, have you guys secretly contacted that old gangster?

Lin Te sat astride the throne, frowning and staring at the guys in the hall below, who were full of imperial flavors under his command, and asked in a deep voice.

"My lord... our loyalty is absolute, and even if the Emperor comes in person, we will not change our current beliefs."

Samaria glanced at Gram, who was bowing his head beside him, and Lieutenant Colonel Selga, who was obviously a bit ecstatic on the other side of "403". In desperation, he could only stand up and show his loyalty to Lin Te. .

"Come on... One of the three of you counts as one, tell me, has anyone visited the Emperor?"

"If you haven't seen the golden toilet MK2 I'm sitting on now, how could it be so decent?"

Lin Te glared at Samaria, and then turned his attention to Gram and Selga.

When Samaria was recruited by him, the emperor's old bacon had no chance to intervene.

However, Gram and Selga were recruited only after Lin Te had the Emperor's special line.

They should have a chance to let the old bacon carry private goods.

Definitely, Lin Te also knows that the golden throne he is sitting on at the moment is just a simple handicraft.

It's not the golden toilet that the Emperor sits on that can turn people into ashes.

Otherwise, if there is one present, Lin Te will definitely reward each of them with a loyal bomb.

"My lord...you can go back to your Conqueror if it is convenient."9

"As long as you can hang portraits, there are portraits of the Emperor everywhere.

Selgar looked at Lin Te as if he was shouting "Where is the Inquisition?! Someone!" in the next moment, and hurriedly explained.

"Is that old bacon so flea-packed?"

Lin Te's expression collapsed when he heard Selga's words, and he muttered in disbelief.

Hearing Lin Te's muttering, all the elites from the empire lowered their heads instantly, as honest as quails.

That is, Lin Te, if it were someone else, he would dare to say such "blasphemous" words.

These Space Marines, the Imperial Navy, have already charged with their swords.

"My lord... Actually, your throne is quite different from that of the Emperor.

Selgar was silent for a few seconds, looked at the "simplified version" of the golden throne that Lin Te was sitting on, and said honestly.

After all, Lin Te's golden throne has neither skull decoration nor a lot of pipes entrenched in the back of the chair.

Just one. . . A slightly gorgeous, expensive throne.

The most important thing is that this throne is safe. . . There will be no problem if you sit on it.

"Okay... forget it this time, next time, remember to let me know before you do these strange things.

"I'm sitting here now, and I always have the feeling of being possessed by bacon."

Lin Te patted the throne and sighed, and didn't bother too much about this issue.

Although it doesn't feel good. . . However, after all, this palace can only be regarded as a temporary palace.

When there is time in the future, let someone change it.

"By the way, what about Wesker? 35

Lin Te leaned on the back of the chair, looked at Samaria lazily and asked.

"Our new planet governor is preparing gifts for you. oo

Samaria replied seriously.

Gift? Lin Te was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, and his expression changed instantly. . . A not very serious smile hung on his face.

The waiting time is not long, about three or five minutes.

The main door of the hall slowly opened.

only. . . When Lin Te saw that it was sent in from the main entrance of the main hall. . . After the things, Lin Te's expression was not as "expecting" as before.

"Biochemical warrior? Mutated beast? Is this the gift you said?"

Lin Te looked at several transport platforms, or the monsters locked in the cages, or the tyrants locked in the cabinets, and instantly became unhappy.

The labor and management have been looking forward to the concubine selection project for so long, and just because of this rubbish thing, the labor and management directly skipped it?

"grown ups?"

Wesker, who had delivered the goods, looked up and saw Lin Te on the throne, who seemed a little unhappy, and felt a little helpless for a while......

Glancing left and right, Wesker found that Gram, who had given him advice before, was completely in a bad mood.

Samaria, who had agreed with this suggestion, lowered her head and stared at the floor, not knowing what she was looking for.

In an instant, Wesker understood. . .

"Sorry, my lord, I thought it was time to report on the latest research results...""

"Okay... There's no need to report these things to me.

"If you're tired, go down, remember to prepare dinner.

Lin Te also noticed Wesker's performance just now, glanced at Samaria and others on the other side, sighed, and waved perfunctorily.

Here, Lin Te's words are absolute, no one would foolishly try to justify anything at such a time, and everyone silently exited the throne hall.

"Three...

As soon as he walked out of the main entrance of the hall, Wesker stopped and silently looked at the three leaders beside him.

"Okay... don't say it, Your Excellency, after dinner, come as you planned.

Samaria directly raised her hand and interrupted Wesker's words.

This time, they were really reckless. They always thought that their boss had no interest in those mortal things.

And 0.0, according to the information explained by an unreliable "intelligence source", in another world, the boss of his own has only one matching role.

so. . . The "tricky" plan that Wesker had vowed to do before was rejected by them.

Instead, it is a gift to showcase various new technology products that can enhance the strength of the existing troops.

"Fortunately, I was already prepared... 55

Looking at the helpless expressions on the three faces, Wesker raised the corners of his mouth and muttered very proudly.

The three of them looked at Wesker's style, pouted, and did not continue, silently arranging to go to the dinner tonight.

On the other side, in the throne room, Lin Te, who was alone, leaned on the back of the chair, raised his hand and pinched his chin, muttering softly.

"Ida Wang, Claire, Jill...all seem pretty good.""

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