"The next one is Antonio City in Carter Kingdom."

Cassius flapped his wings and flew over the land and the city.

The people on the ground cheered - whether it was from the bottom of their hearts or because they saw the imperial guards who were eyeing them covetously, it was unknown.

During these three months, the emperor has toured most of the Burning Empire, and wherever he goes, there are loud drums and gongs and constant cheers.

"Long live the Empire!"

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

Such calls are heard frequently.

Of course, there are also ignorant "assassins" who try to become dragon slayers. Of course, most of them are burned to ashes before they even get close.

People say those people are crazy.

After all, assassinating the emperor is understandable, but who would assassinate a "Dragon Emperor"?

In fact, within this empire, even if the gods themselves were to send down their incarnations, they would probably not be able to kill this red dragon.

As the tour progressed, more and more incredible legends spread from people's mouths and were soon confirmed.

In the cold Everfrozen City, His Majesty the Emperor summoned hundreds of meters high mountains to resist the cold wind from the north and make the city warmer.

In the steep mountain fortress, His Majesty the Emperor leveled the undulating hills and created large tracts of flat wasteland out of thin air, allowing local factories to be built.

In the village that was infested by shark lizards, His Majesty the Emperor had a sumptuous barbecue.
These legends gradually spread throughout the empire.

As former conquered peoples, and having experienced rumors such as "Song of the Burning Embers" from the northern nobles, the people were filled with fear of the emperor and were uneasy about the rule of the empire.

However, as people experienced their lives getting better, an emotion called "awe and worship" gradually arose in their hearts.

You must know that the "inspections" of the northern nobles often make people miserable, and all kinds of luxury expenses are borne by the local people, while the emperor's inspections are just the opposite.

Some say that His Majesty the Emperor is not conquering but liberating and saving.

With blood and fire.

In fact, Cassius's tour was to transform his territory into the [Imperial Domain].

The various miracles of moving mountains and filling the sea that were rumored were just what he did to test his newly acquired abilities, and he also created a better natural environment for the development of the empire's industry.

Originally, Cassius wanted to take advantage of the inspection and, with the advantage of being familiar with the plot, clear all the side quests, secret realms, and bosses in the Anzeta Wasteland to advance to a new level.

However, Cassius is now a legendary dragon, and ordinary creatures cannot bring him any improvement.

For example, the final boss of the side quest "Man-eating Beast in the Cave" in the High Mountain Castle is a mutated horror claw monster "Shadow Cruelty" with a challenge level of 13 - it was called the nightmare of new players in the previous life.

But it can only bring Cassius a pitiful 500 experience points.

Moreover, the emergence of a new system also changed Cassius's original plan, making him decide to throw all these "experience packs" to the players.

[Your faction [Burning Embers Empire] has reached the level of [Red Gold]]
[Unlock the Faction System [Experience Store]]
[Players affiliated with your camp can learn skills and related abilities within the camp by consuming experience.]
In Cassius's memory, this was a system that only appeared in the large camps in his previous life. Players could consume experience to learn camp abilities and quickly improve their own strength.

Riding, swordsmanship, handicraft skills and even some spells can be learned through experience shops.

This also makes the gap between professional players and ordinary players increasingly larger. After all, ordinary players can't even accumulate enough experience points for upgrading, let alone having a surplus.

Many top players have become true "hexagonal warriors". Thinking of this, he communicated with Trump directly.

Even though they are thousands of miles apart, the soul link of [Imperial Grace] still allows the Red Dragon's subjects to communicate with him anywhere in the empire.

"Master, what do you want?"

Trump's voice sounded a little weak, which was a sign of fatigue from the heart.

Before Cassius could speak, Trump's depressed voice came from the other end.

"Master, the Imperial Council Hall has been completed. The Empire State Building and the Istalia Arena are still under construction. It will take another three months."

"The Claudewu United Military and Industrial Group and the Empire South Continent Company have been established, and the initial distribution of benefits has been completed. We have connected with those people in the Woking Church and sent out some commercial spies."

"Count Gilmore Sparrow has already built a steam press coin casting machine and established the template for the 'Dragon Coin'. I need you to confirm it."

"In addition, the war situation in the Fadland region has also changed."

Trump's words flowed endlessly.

In recent months, he has been responsible not only for the urban construction of Istalia, but also for industrial planning in various places, and has been in charge of the establishment of various imperial capital companies.

And just three days ago, he received a new task - to integrate the Imperial Bank and bring the right to mint coins back to the central government of the empire.

He needed to abolish the chaotic monetary system in the North, adopt a new currency called "Dragon Coin", and have the orders from the Thracian Kingdom also be settled in the new currency.

Even though he has become a legendary creature, with spirit and endurance far beyond ordinary beings, the high-intensity work still makes Trump a little sluggish.

He hasn't slept for days.

The empire is now too big.

With a territory of more than three million square kilometers and a population of more than eight million, the administrative system of the original kingdom had become somewhat difficult to control.

And his great emperor, at this important stage of the empire's development, just acted as a hands-off boss for a few months as usual.

Cassius thought that this was not laziness.

Well, he has always believed that everyone has their own expertise, and he is not good at handling these trivial government affairs. Why not leave these matters to capable subordinates?

"Oh, Master, there is also the issue of managing the newly arrived Starfallers. There are currently 65,400 of them all over the country."

Listening to Trump's report, Cassius' mouth twitched a little - he thought the empire would have a lot of affairs, but he didn't expect it to be so many.

This is indeed a country with a lot of things to be rebuilt and full of vitality. Everything in the country is developing rapidly and becoming more different from the past. People's thousands of years of traditions are being ruthlessly torn apart.

After listening to the affairs for more than ten minutes, Cassius yawned in boredom and interrupted:
"Trump, I'm here to give you a new mission."

"."

In the city hall, documents are piled up.

On the other side of the mind link, the huge dragon vein ogre was in tears.

He roared silently in his heart: "This is all worth it, it's all for the master's great blueprint!"

Rumple suddenly thought of a seventh-level spell called Simulacrum that could create multiple copies of himself. Wouldn't it be possible to work more efficiently? (End of this chapter)