When Chris knew that his princess had gone to the Dragontide family to get the jewels again, he felt more and more that he, the emperor of the Orchid Hill Empire, was no different from a villain.

However, it is clear that on the distant planet Hope 2, the locals are beginning to change their minds about the Iran Hill Empire.

A group of locals dressed in tatters, escorted by the soldiers of the Tempest Empire, listlessly walked along the city's widest roads.

They were very nervous, because they didn't know what they were holding and gathering here for.

Recently, countless popular falls from the sky can be seen every day, which has made the people living on Hope 2, or the ordinary people living in the Tempest Empire, no stranger.

These ignorant natives have become accustomed to the sky where meteors are constantly falling, and they have begun to slowly get used to the sight of black eagle flags fluttering on the steel flagpoles that the empire has just erected.

For these Ascending Warriors, it really doesn't make any difference whether they live under the rule of the Ellan Hill Empire or the rule of the Tempest Empire.

As long as they don't raise the taxes they should pay, as long as they give them a way to live, they don't mind those officials changing the name of their country.

Anyway, for these people, the concept of the state is still very weak, they have a feud with the Rock Empire, and they don't deal well with the Flame Empire, and their relationship with the Changhe Empire is not harmonious.

Therefore, if it weren't for the Flame Empire coming over, if it wasn't for the invasion of the Rock Empire, if it wasn't for the troops of the Long River Empire, they wouldn't bother to care, whether their country would be called Tempest or Iran Hill.

"This calls one from each of our families...... Men and women, are they going to war? A man walking in the crowd asked his acquaintances from the same village.

The acquaintance shook his head and replied with some disapproval: "I don't see it! If it's a conscription to prepare for war, it's impossible to let a woman come......"

"Yes! It shouldn't be a war...... Otherwise, we should also prepare some armor by ourselves, didn't we always bring our own bags in the past? An old man with military experience also shook his head and said very professionally.

Analyzing it like this? People are still driven by soldiers? It's moving forward.

"Stand still! Stand still! Pay attention to the location! A soldier of the Tempest Empire with a spear on his hand shouted a reminder to civilians passing by.

He knows these civilians too well? What if he didn't often yell at these peasants? They will start to mess up and become less obedient.

"Hurry up! The people in the back keep up! Hurry up! "Not far away? The great knight who had regained his freedom pressed the long sword at his waist and took a slow old man? Two steps forward.

He doesn't have any good attitude towards these untouchables? The look in front of him is already what he looked like when he was good-tempered.

If it weren't for the two Irlanhill Imperial Battle Golem Robots with 10mm assault rifles standing behind him, his attitude might have been ten times worse than it is now!

At the end of the crowd, the expressions on the faces of several officials were even more exciting? They've learned a lot before? But these things are still a little foggy for them.

"You say, there can be so many things in a while...... Is it? A middle-aged man dressed in the costume of a local official asked another colleague standing beside him a little nervously.

His colleague was no better, and he also said with a nervous look: "Hiss...... Could it be the adults? To deal with us, by the hands of these untouchables? Come and kill us? ”

"It shouldn't be...... If they want us to die, they don't have to bother, right? "The third official heard his colleague say that? Frightened, he hurriedly opened his mouth to comfort himself: "Don't talk nonsense! People are scary, but they are scared to death! ”

While talking? The other side of the road? On the other side of the crossroads? One truck after another, slowly moving by.

The first three cars turned around slowly, and then leaned their parking spaces behind the three ministers who spoke, and the canvas on the truck was picked open by the people inside, and the next second, the battle puppet robot that escorted the car with the canvas curtain open, jumped out of the truck.

Then, the battle golem robots broke the baffle latches on both sides of the truck and lowered the tailgate of the truck's bed.

Immediately afterward, they picked up the boxes handed to them by the other two puppet robots standing on top of the truck.

The big artistic font is printed on the box, the handwriting on it is very cartoonish, and the content is also very clear - "Hanhai Little Raccoon"!

"You can only get two family packs per person!" A puppet with a weapon and no work commanded the robot to the three local officials and commanded in a cheap mechanical voice.

"Understood! Got it! Several people nodded hurriedly, expressions of relief on their faces - it seemed that they had not been abandoned and would not have been torn to pieces by the angry crowd.

So, they each took two packs of five-bag raccoon noodles from the puppet robot who helped, and handed them to the first man standing at the head of the civilian crowd.

"Tear open the bag, there are five small pockets inside, crush through the bag, tear open the package along the jagged incision at the edge, and you can eat the contents! It tastes great and filling. "After a day of preparation, when these officials introduced how to eat crispy noodles, they were still very professional.

They pointed to the diagram of the eating steps printed on the large sign erected behind them, and introduced them to the civilians who had received the crispy noodles.

"This ...... Is it eaten? The man didn't quite believe what he was hearing, and he asked in disbelief as he clenched the fine pocket in his hand.

"Yes! Follow the order and you'll be able to eat what's inside! We ate it yesterday and it was very delicious. When the official had finished speaking, he ignored the man who had received the food and continued to hand the noodles to the next civilian who stretched out his hand.

The guards on the side pulled aside the man who was standing there at a loss, and scolded in a very unkind tone: "Get out of here when you get something!" Don't get in the way here! ”

The man with the crisp face staggered a few steps, and finally regained his footing, looking at the contents of his arms a little dazedly, and still felt that all this was a little unreal.

The Iran Hill Empire? Is it really a disagreement to eat? Could it be that this emperor has a broken head?