Since Isera, after meeting the Emerald Dragon with me and being trapped in a dream by the other party, Semiramis's whole mentality has changed a lot. At least it does not regard it as an adventure and a game as it was in the beginning, but actually treats how to survive and develop in this world as a serious thing worth facing.

This change is excellent for Yalin. The heroes in the Moon World only returned to the throne of the Heroes because of death, so many heroes did things regardless of consequences. In their opinion, even if they died, they were just returning to the throne of the Heroes. It was no big deal.

But for Yalin himself, this is not a game.

"No need, they will handle their own things."

Ignoring the scent of inciting lust from Semiramis, Yalin did not feel that the creatures born from the summoning system needed to inspect themselves. He only needed to assign tasks to them or even deliberately urged them. They would complete it with the most rigorous attitude and the fullest enthusiasm. These subordinates who had made the spider jealous also made Semiramis envious. According to the Empress, one-tenth of the ministers in his former empire could have such efficient work efficiency, so the Assyrian Empire had already swallowed up all around.

"It's not the elves in this palace, but the subjects who have just joined in the lower city. Don't you pay attention to them?"

“Downtown?”

The so-called people of the Lower City are those who perform well-behaved human slaves selected from the slaves sent to Odur City. Now their identities are ordinary civilians. They are used as cheap labor in the Lower City to carry out urban construction and production. Although their income is still weak and their workload is similar to that of the Yalin Origin World sweatshop, at least the liberated people are in high interest. After all, even the poor are much better than the status of slaves. For many people who have been slaves since birth, this is a great gift.

Now, every month, some excellent slaves will be screened out in mines, logging farms, and large farms to liberate them. Until now, the number of free civilians in the entire Lower City has gradually increased. Although many unrepaired areas are still closed and blocked due to the huge area of ​​Lower City, the city near the portal in the south of the city where humans gather has become a very lively city. With the gradual popularization of currency and the abundant supply of materials in Odur City, some people with savings and skills have also chosen to leave the harder factories and start their own businesses and make a living. The emergence of some small vendors has made the entire city develop rapidly, and to a degree of prosperity even surpass the towns established by the high elves.

Humans have the most outstanding environmental adaptability and the most outstanding creative ability among group creatures. The reflection of competitive instinct makes them very strong in absorption and learning ability. In this regard, it is indeed not comparable to foreign nations such as elves and dwarves.

Yalin put down the document and looked at Semiramis in surprise: "Why are you suddenly in the mood to care about them?"

"They!" Semiramis smiled: "Didn't my master recognize them as the people in your heart?"

"If this is the case... maybe it's really a little bit." Yalin did not deny this.

The slaves who liberated the title of free people are still not considered subjects of this city in Yalin's eyes. Almost all subjects who are truly recognized by themselves are born in the summoning system that maintain absolute loyalty to themselves. The slaves have been liberated and integrated into the city for too short time. They still lack a sense of belonging and loyalty to them. They can only be used as the most basic labor force. In some aspects, they are actually "slaves", but they are liberated efficient slaves.

"I bought so many slaves, but in the end I liberated these slaves into civilians one by one. Is it worth it?" Semiramis moved away when she saw Yalin without any reaction.

Yalin looked at the document and smiled: "The Holy Grail will give you some necessary knowledge and common sense in the era in which every heroic spirit goes, but it does not seem to give you enough understanding of the structure and development of human society."

"This is of course. We were called to fight rather than governance. There is no need to give us too much information that is not related to it. The rest can only be judged and understood by the knowledge and experience we have learned in the past."

"Then Semilamis, you may still have a lot of knowledge to learn in the future."

Semiramis, who had just opened the window, saw Yalin put down the documents in his hand and stared at him with a snicker. The empress felt guilty in her heart for some reason.

As a time traveler, Yalin naturally did not use slavery. Of course, it was not because of conscience and moral issues, but because of the low-level resource production, the frost goblins can be replaced by the lowest-level resource production. Compared with these stupid little goblins who cannot learn higher means of production, humans, as a higher intelligent race, naturally cannot use low-level production to waste labor.

After establishing a factory, trained personnel and technicians, the capital model has been operating after paying a little salary and gets several dozens of times of return. In the original world, the most efficient production model summarized by humans for thousands of years may be cruel to the exploitation of hired workers. However, in another world, compared with the simple use of slave merchants in the free city, it can also be said that they are benevolent. Besides, the city of Odur does not have the time and energy to consider welfare now. For slaves, obtaining free status is the greatest welfare.

At this time, a white turtledove bird flew in from the window and landed on Semiramis' fingers. It seemed that she was not afraid of people at all. The turtledove let Semiramis caress its feathers. It was not until Semiramis shook his fingers that the turtledove flew to one side of the windowsill as if she was on standby.

There are few birds that dare to fly into the city without ignoring the dragon power in the city of Odur. The turtle dove that originally lived in the Forest of Mist was theoretically not brave enough to fly over after being changed by the power of frost. However, after Semiramis accidentally discovered this kind of bird and descended to his own devil, this bird, which was changed by the power of frost, was lucky enough to step into the airspace of the dragon in the City of Odur.

Legend has it that Saimiramis was once abandoned by his mother by the river. The pigeons brought milk to her and raised her. For this reason, using pigeons and similar birds as demons seems to be a natural talent for Saimiramis. He even does not need to sign a contract. He can just send his own thoughts to manipulate the birds as eyes and ears.

The turtle dove immediately pecked at the edge of the bed happily, Semiramis sat beside the bed and said with interest: "Maybe I have a lot of knowledge to add, but master, you can't always use these people's workers in the factory."

"This is of course, but now they still need to perform secondary processing of raw materials in various factories, and they have no other purpose."

"This is not a manifestation that a king should have. Although it is mysterious and awe-inspiring, it is too far away from the people. While harvesting awe, it will also make people suspicious~"

"Do you suspect that my ancient god really exist?" Yalin smiled and looked indifferent: "So what if you suspect, so what if you resist? Unless these people think they can be comparable to the dragon, any suspicion and resistance will be defeated by the appearance of the dragon. There is no need for the White Dragon Guards to do it themselves. In order to obtain forgiveness and survive, they will automatically hang the mastermind on the gallows."

Semiramis smiled and said nothing. What Yalin said was right. Compared to the intriguing court and political struggles he ruled in the ancient Assyrian Empire, Yalin completely relied on absolute power to control his subjects. No conspiracy in the face of overwhelming power was meaningless. In the face of this arrogant and completely unreasonable force, any person who blocked the front could only be crushed to pieces.

The ancient Assyrian empress couldn't help but say: "Absolute power... really makes me envious."

"Actually, Semilamis~ I don't like this other world very much."

"Well~ Why, it's easy for you, who has absolute power, to achieve any wish, right?" Semiramis looked puzzled.

"What if I were not the owner of this power, but a member of the mortal?"

Yalin looked at Semiramis with his hands on his chin and smiled: "When I first came to this world, I really felt inflated because I gained strength because I was able to do anything, and I was even happy that I had come to this time. But now after calmly thinking about it, I feel that this world is really terrible."

"Why, I don't understand what you mean."

"The world I lived in was a world that was based on wealth. Even if there was not much difference in strength between each other, even if they were enslaved and massacred, they could strive for a way out. Even if those high-ranking consortiums and capitalists were trying to squeeze the lower class, they still had to divide a little cake to appease the lower class. After all, once the people burst out completely, this force would instantly turn the castle they built on the ground into ruins. But the world that was based on power turned any resistance into an impossible thing. Dragons, demons, and gods can easily destroy everything. Mortals were powerless to resist in front of them and could only become dominated forever, just like in the city of Odur, I crushed all those who did not obey. Let me ask Semiramis. If I was a tyrant and I decided to treat you as a toy of desire, what should you do?"

“…………”

The ancient Assyrian empress also fell into silence for a moment, and her originally beautiful face showed a confused look. If that happens, she probably has no choice but to die. And maybe she can't even die. Yalin only needs to use a spell to stop her thoughts.

"Although the ancient emperors were powerful, they were just flesh and blood. Even if they had great power, they would eventually be like a humble slave. However, there were never many emperors who were killed by their concubines and palace maids in their harem."

Speaking of this, Yalin looked at Semiramis meaningfully, and the latter smiled bitterly.

"But as the King of the White Dragon, I don't have to worry about putting weapons and poisons by your side when I sleep well, because with your power, I can't kill me by any means, and I control your life and death so that you can never be free! Just like when the high gods decide that all mortals will die, will everyone have other choices besides standing in place and waiting for death? For mortals, this world that does not even have the chance to resist is the most terrifying thing!"
Chapter completed!