Chapter 1126: ?tomb

The troop carrier floated and waited in place, while the Shia team protected the emperor.
After getting off the ship, the emperor walked forward without saying a word, looking around as if feeling something.
The soldiers didn't know, nor dared to ask.
Su Ming is actually memorizing the terrain and distinguishing the direction, because Shia's tomb is obviously very different from the cemetery he knows.
If it is a cemetery on the earth, even if it is not green grass, there will be some green cypresses, let alone tombstones or memorial sculptures.
As an imperial tomb, even if it is not built on the scale of a pyramid, at least it must have a decent monument, right?
However, the funeral customs of Shia are obviously different from that of humans.
The army transport ship sent him to a place without any decoration, not even a single piece of grass, except for the icy building with gleaming curved walls.
Yes, this building is very large. It may be the largest flying saucer-shaped building that Su Ming has ever seen. According to visual observation, it covers an area of ​​more than 200 acres on a single floor. It looks like a yurt stepped on by something.
Su Ming also noticed one thing. Now that the global energy is cut off, there is still electricity here, and the light next to the gate is still faintly lit. Two guards are standing in front of the gate with long spears, looking vigorous.
After the emperor appeared, they just opened the door and let go after a military salute, without saying a word.
"A high-tech cold storage."
Su Ming said to Strangulation in his heart, he didn't see any commemorative things after entering the door, but there were rooms distributed along the long circular corridor, and the air was constantly showing through the door.
The silver corridor, the white lights, everything here is dazzling white.
There are no flowers and no one to worship. Perhaps the Shia call this a cemetery, but in the words of the earth, this is the morgue one size larger.
He stood in front of a room door casually: "Open it."
This is an order to the soldiers beside him.
"Once the door of the tomb is closed, it can't be opened normally. It can only be cracked by brute force. It..." The team leader checked the door, obviously hesitating.
"I said open it." Su Ming emphasized the command again with a blank face.
The captain's fingers trembled imperceptibly, as if the coldness in the emperor's tone had merged with the surrounding environment. He knocked on the breastplate to salute, and turned his head to let the team members with heavy weapons on their backs come over.
The doors of these rooms are like ‘broken dragon stones’ falling from above, but they are only metal versions.
The soldier carrying the flamethrower came over and adjusted the weapon output mode to become a kind of cutter. He just pulled the trigger to the silver metal plate, and the door melted quickly like chocolate on the stove. .
The low temperature in the room collided with the high heat of the melting door, and Su Ming felt a gust of wind blowing across his face, accompanied by a white mist.
"It's still a suite." He walked through the dissolution door and walked into the room. While looking around, he chatted with Strangulation in his heart: "You know? The pyramids of the Egyptian pharaohs are also suites. It seems that the Shia emperors are not like I originally thought So plain."
Strangulation sent back some meaningless thoughts. It had no interest in the hobbies of the dead. It just wanted to know if the Shia could eat it.
Entering the door is the living room, which not only has a variety of furnishings, but also some primitive-looking appliances. Well, compared to the current Sia Technology, it is more primitive.
The death knell picked up a red frozen fruit from the coffee table in the living room, secretly fed it to the strangulation, which seemed to be the kind that birds liked to eat, and then quickly walked to the bedroom.
The existence of this large refrigerator building shows that the Shias, like humans, believe that death is also an eternal sleep.
So based on this kind of psychology, it is speculated that the body should be in the bedroom, and maybe there are slaves to be buried.
The Shia Empire had a slave class. Some of the conquered intelligent races were too backward, and there was no need to give them too many rights in the redistribution after the war, as long as they were raised and used like livestock.
Just like no one would give a seat in the United Nations to a small tribe in Africa.
Pushing open the bedroom door, it was similar to Su Ming’s original guess. The big bed in the bedroom was replaced by a precision coffin-like machine, and there was a fairly complete corpse lying inside. Apart from his pale face, he looked It's not much different from falling asleep.
There were indeed slaves buried, some races with strange appearances. They were all posted on the walls around the huge bedroom, with various funerary objects in their hands.
Basically, they are all kinds of weapons used by the deceased during his lifetime. Here is a world without artworks.
As for the fact that these creatures were pasted on the wall, it means literally. It seems that after they were killed outside, their limbs were fixed in certain special positions, and then they were pasted on the bedroom wall like prey specimens. .
Unless Shia's tiles look weird, then they are sacrificed. Someone used a certain compound on their backs to ensure that they would not slip off the wall, as can be seen from the bruising and freezing of the corpses.
"Who is this?" Su Ming was surrounded by the corpses, walked to the bed with his hands behind his back, and stared at the corpse in the coffin.
The Shia team behind him obviously felt a little cold and was shivering at this time, but the team leader still used the tactical terminal on his arm to connect to an interface on the wall of the tomb, clicked a few buttons, and answered the emperor’s question: " The 136th emperor of Shia Empire, the database shows that he has combined 630 civilizations for the empire in his lifetime."
The Xi'a are cold-blooded bird people, and they are not at all the same as the Asuras created by Emperor Weishan. They are very poorly resistant to low temperatures without adequate preparation.
This squad is not entirely Shia, and there are several members of which Su Ming can't recognize the race, but it doesn't matter.
"cause of death."
The team leader withdrew the terminal connection, and said with regret: "This majesty died in the 631th personal expedition. This battle is very famous and illustrates the difficult process of combining the Shias and the Sword Stars."
"Regret." The death knell picks the corners of the mouth. 136 emperors died in 631 combined wars, which is very fatalistic.
"The sword-fighters in that battle fully proved their abilities, and therefore we are so closely integrated with them today, my sire." The captain bowed slightly, his tone full of pride in the empire.
"Well, the next one." Su Ming turned around and left. The emperor was a bit famous and spared.
"Your Majesty, this door." The team leader asked aloud behind him.
"It doesn't matter if the slave melts." Su Ming walked out of the room and urged the soldiers to continue with him.
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In just ten minutes, under the order of their emperor, this team broke open the tombs of dozens of emperors of the past. Later, without even having to order from your majesty, the soldiers knew which door he should go to. What did you do.
Such behavior... is indeed very inappropriate, but guess why Deken has the name of ‘tyrant’ in the universe?
Because he is an arbitrary lunatic.
Deken is tall and handsome. He is not only brave and good at fighting, but also has great martial arts in his heart.
His diplomatic achievements are also very impressive. It was he who created a large-scale interstellar trade between Shia Empire and other empires, a new method of using economy as a weapon to carry out a'soft integration' with the outside world.
The Cree and the Scroo have been rivals for tens of thousands of years, and Deken can sell strategic materials to both of them at the same time without causing any diplomatic problems.
His only shortcoming is his cruel behavior from time to time.
More than a decade ago, he invented a new way of playing, freeing up a planet, throwing in millions of unarmed slaves, and then telling them how many days later, this planet will be destroyed by the Star Destroyer.
He and the nobles will observe the desperate reaction of the slaves in the capital through a full range of monitoring methods, and enjoy it.
When the planet exploded, he also came to the conclusion that carbon-based creatures are too dark, and the craziness in despair is irrespective of race, age, gender, and the ways these people kill people... all are particularly creative.
In view of the fact that there are unmanned planets and slaves in the star field of the Shia Empire, his program has to be enjoyed once a month, and it has gradually expanded into a national entertainment event, everyone can watch the live broadcast.
The people are very supportive of his behavior, because these slaves did show their imagination, so it's damned. They thanked the almighty emperor for uncovering the potential source of infection and foresight to create a more stable and peaceful situation for the empire.
As for whether the emperor showed his imagination when inventing this kind of massacre?
The answer must be no. The emperor's words are absolute and no doubts are allowed.
By the way, the Shia Empire still has some doubts as to whether the human beings on Earth is a fourth-level citizen or a slave. The council has been discussing this when it is fine.
So now, let alone his order to open the tombs of the emperors of the past, even if he wants to blow up the whole building, it is also the order of Emperor Deken and must be obeyed.
After seeing the last corpse, Deken’s mother and the last queen, Su Ming summoned his loyal soldiers with satisfaction: "Very well, now I order the restoration of the planet’s energy supply and contact your superiors. , I want to give a global speech here."
"But we are facing a communication invasion, my majesty." The team leader was expressionless, as if numb.
"No enemy used this to attack the planet. This shows that the previous enemy was just a small bug in the dark, and it is not worth treating so carefully!" Su Ming turned around, remembering the location of each corpse in his mind, and coldly took the team leader. His worries were suppressed: "Have you thought about it? Will Shia warriors be afraid of bugs?!"
"No, my sire." The team leader was trembling a little, and he wiped his forehead with the roots on the back of his hand.
His Majesty the Emperor did not look at the team leader anymore. He looked over his shoulder and looked at the second-in-command behind him: "He didn't check the planetary host evaluation report and came to a conclusion. He was infected with imagination."
"Your Majesty, I don't!"
"Zi! Pop!"
Arguing has no effect. Whoever said the emperor was infected must be.
The second in command behind the team leader did not hesitate to raise his weapon~EbookFREE.me~ He was headshot by a blue beam before he even reacted, and then the familiar process was used to break the door. His heavy weapons once again created a crystalline ground.
Su Ming watched their operations with his hands behind his back, his face not happy or sad.
After the disinfection is complete, the new team leader salutes His Majesty the Emperor, and there is no expression on her face: "According to the tactical terminal analysis, the infection has ended, my Majesty."
The emperor nodded in satisfaction, and even a hint of appreciation appeared on his face: "Efficient, soldier, you have been promoted. Now go and execute my previous orders and let me be alone here."
"Yes."
According to the wartime regulations, the newly appointed squad leader did not say much. She was the purer Shia warrior, the kind who obeyed the emperor unconditionally.
She led the team out of the building, leaving only His Majesty, alone with many previous emperors...