Above Wild Chicken Country.
Shen Fei and the others looked down, as Little Pu’s spiritual power enveloped the entire Wild Chicken Country. Very soon, Little Pu spoke, "A total of seven regions and thirty-two cities, the strongest one is in the central city of these seven regions, it’s Tier Nine, but quite weak."
"Is it a Demon?"
"No." Little Pu shook her head. When Demons and Professionals are in low tiers, they might not be able to tell the difference, but for those who have mastered the law like them, it’s easy.
Piece of cake.
Because the law enveloping their bodies is different.
"What a pity."
Shen Fei shook his head lightly, "Let’s go, use Great Heart Magic to see the Abyss’s strength around here and information on the Temple."
"Okay!"
Mohammed Hede, dressed in luxurious clothing, sat on the throne, listening to the ministers’ reports about the country’s situation, with two stunningly beautiful women beside him.
As he listened, his hands wandered.
"Send another thousand to Ifrit. Better than letting them keep harassing us!"
Mohammed Hede said. The ministers below exchanged glances, and one elderly minister stepped forward and knelt, "Sultan, many people in the country are already extremely dissatisfied with this."
"Send all the dissatisfied ones to the Abyss; what if the Abyss gets upset and attacks us?" Mohammed Hede’s face, gloomy and disdainful.
"If we don’t send these commoners to appease them, who will resist the Abyssal invasion — me or you?
Or my son, grandson, or your grandson!"
Mohammed Hede looked irritated; couldn’t these people see that he was doing this for their own good, and for everyone in this court?
Using the lives of some commoners to appease the Abyss was better than risking their own lives.
"A thousand die each month, and if the Abyss really comes, it won’t just be a thousand! Don’t you understand?"
"If anyone is dissatisfied, suppress it! Also, spread the word that the Abyss is a messenger of Allah, and the thousand sent are offerings to Allah, not sacrifices!"
Mohammed Hede repeatedly shouted angrily. The minister who had previously knelt could only retreat into the ranks.
"Enough, reduce some of the military expenses for defending the Abyss in Western Anatolia, the palace needs some decorations changed," Mohammed Hede said naturally.
"Sultan, my house’s decorations are also old."
"Sultan, mine too!" Another woman said coyly, "Sultan, I’m about to undergo Second Transformation."
Mohammed Hede laughed heartily, "Everyone will get theirs. Antoya is about to undergo Second Transformation, wonderful! I’ll have someone assist you with the task when the time comes."
"As for money, cut some from the Mediterranean side, and increase taxes by 5%; these commoners, under my protection, should pay more!"
The ministers were hesitant to speak, and the tax minister, Muhammad Xixink, cautiously said, "Sultan, taxes have already been collected thirty years in advance."
"Then add another ten years. Remember, it’s the revised tax. Also, add a ’maintenance’ tax."
Mohammed Hede said indifferently, as if saying, I may not be able to suppress the Abyss, but can I not suppress you commoners?
Muhammad Xixink nodded and bowed, "Of course."
Some of the ministers had flashes of helplessness in their eyes but couldn’t say a word. Anyone who dared speak up would have been thrown into the Abyss long ago.
Moreover, such harsh governance had gone unchallenged solely because Mohammed Hede was the only Tier Nine in Wild Chicken Country.
Before becoming the Sovereign, Mohammed Hede didn’t bear the surname Mohammed; it became his surname after he reached Tier Nine and became the Sovereign of Wild Chicken Country.
As for the previous sovereign, he was already dead at the hands of Mohammed Hede, and even the previous sovereign’s mother, daughters, and sisters had entered Mohammed Hede’s harem.
Having no political experience whatsoever, and relying entirely on strength to become sovereign, he indulged himself, shaping Wild Chicken Country according to his whims without restraint.
Such as collecting taxes in advance or crafting new excuses to levy taxes.
Wild Chicken Country’s taxes involved not just money but also many items and equipment, which Professionals had to risk their lives to obtain.
After obtaining them, the dissatisfaction of the Abyss led Mohammed Hede to send another batch of people to pacify the Abyss, treating it as exchange.
If Mohammed Hede’s strength couldn’t suppress Wild Chicken Country, even the Forbidden Guard couldn’t contend with him when combined.
The country would have thrown him off the throne long ago.
And it is indeed because he is Tier Nine that Wild Chicken Country has survived to this day.
"Alright, everyone leave."
Mohammed Hede, in the midst of carnal pleasure with two women, didn’t care about being in the palace, fondling voluptuous and soft figures, eliciting giggles.
He signaled for the ministers to quickly leave.
At this moment.
Shen Fei and the others appeared silently in the palace, the entire palace seemingly frozen, not just seeming, truly frozen.
Little Pu’s eyes flashed with aversion, then spoke, "There are two Abysses nearby, one called Ifrit, seemingly the Flame Demon Abyss, and one called Blood Arrow Zhen Ni, which seems related to the Abyss on Boot Island..."
"Boot Island?"
Shen Fei frowned slightly, could it be that an Abyss could open a passage simultaneously in two places on Blue Star?
But it seemed normal; previously, the Eye Demon Abyss intended to open a new passage at the Abyss Edge, yet opening a passage requires anchoring on both sides.
Like a Teleportation Array, it must be constructed on both sides to connect them.
If it were in Wuxia, it would be naturally difficult.
The entire Wuxia Territory is under the control of the Breaking Abyss Army, any excessive energy fluctuations would certainly attract powerful figures to investigate.
However, in places already invaded by the Abyss, it didn’t matter how Abyssal Creatures opened passages, even if Wild Chicken Country noticed, what could they do?
Muhammad Hede wouldn’t go to stop it.
After all, debt wasn’t burdensome.
And it was fortunate that the Anatolian Peninsula was vast, otherwise Wild Chicken Country wouldn’t have fit there.
"If it’s related to Boot Island, leave it for now; deal with the one resembling the Flame Demon Abyss first, and what about the Temple’s information?"
"There’s nothing in the Sovereign’s memory, but some ministers have fragmentary information. We need to go to the place where Wild Chicken Country stores its data."
"Alright. Release it!"
With a thought from Little Pu, the frozen space around them resumed, and Mohammed Hede shivered instantly, his ornate robe slightly dampened.
Desire dissipated immediately, and stray thoughts vanished entirely.
Though the space had stopped, his awareness hadn’t fully disappeared.
A Professional capable of immobilizing him could only be a Tier Ten.
There was a Tier Ten in Wild Chicken Country.
"Welcome, Allah!"
Mohammed Hede displayed none of a Sovereign’s dignity, immediately kneeling, as did the other ministers, dropping to their knees without a word.
Shen Fei was at a loss.
Is kneeling a custom in Wild Chicken Country?