Ultragene Warlord

le affairs of parliament, then it might as well not be present.

Zhang Lie retained power over the entire kingdom, but he wouldn ’t exercise it.
Instead, he delegated that responsibility to the parliament that he would set up—a standard technique that he had now grown very accustomed to.

”Who will be prime minister? ”

Zhang Lie blinked.
”You? ”

”Didn ’t you say that you wanted me to follow in your footsteps? ” Yun Bing retorted.
”We need to be training a successor immediately. ”

”Very well, ” Zhang Lie sighed.

The parliament would rule over day-to-day affairs.
The monarch could choose the prime minister and had veto power over parliament, but with Zhang Lie ’s laissez-faire attitude, the prime minister had de facto authority over the entire kingdom.

”Have the monarchy choose the prime minister.
If all members of the monarchy are in absentia, the choice shall be made by the upper level of parliament.
Let that be the standard law for all such decisions. ”

”I ’ll leave you to polish the flaws in this system—just let me know what you end up changing, ” Zhang Lie said, waving Yun Bing off.

”My goodness—you ’re going to throw all this at me, too? It ’s your system! ”

”I very much admire your efficiency and administrative abilities, Yun Bing—they ’re far better than mine! ”

”Watch out—one day, I might sell this entire kingdom away! ” she gritted.

Zhang Lie smiled again.
”Try it.
Would anyone be as daring as to buy it? ”

Indeed, no one in the second realm would now dare to countermand Zhang Lie ’s authority.

Yun Bing clutched her head; her workload had just increased once again.
Suddenly, she thought of an interesting nugget of information.
”There ’s something unusual happening in Renhuang. ”

”What is it? ”

”A new race arrived in Renhuang recently, apparently called the Baimei.
They ’re promoting a new religion in the city. ”

The Baimei? That name sounded familiar. Zhang Lie frowned.
”Let them go as they please, as long as their religion doesn ’t promote discrimination. ”

Everyone had their own beliefs, even the alien races, and Zhang Lie felt it wholly inappropriate to strip that away.

”As long as they ’re not cultists, let them be. ”

”Nothing untoward has happened yet, no. ”

”Do you know anything about their background? ” Even so, Zhang Lie had to be concerned—if he didn ’t handle it well, it might spread like a pandemic across the entire kingdom.

”No, just that they come from far, far away.
There haven ’t been any problems yet, but I thought this to be an issue worth raising. ”

Zhang Lie frowned again.
”Aren ’t you being rather incautious? You don ’t seem to have done much research about them despite their unusual background. ”

Yun Bing grinned.
”It ’s because of their god, you see. ”

Had Yun Bing become a convert, too?  ”Tell me more. ” Zhang Lie didn ’t believe in deities; any lifeform that promoted itself as one and tried to start a cult surely had to be evil.

”I was given a portrait of their god.
Please, have a look. ” Yun Bing ’s smile grew even wider.

With a flick of Zhang Lie ’s hand, the portrait flew over .

The martial god stood towering above the skies, an aura of strength and force billowing around him.
He stood atop eight gigantic dragons, a honed blade lifted high above his head.

All depictions of deities boasted something similar; no cult wanted to disparage their deity on the basis of appearance.

”This deity…
seems rather familiar somehow? ”

”Take a closer look, ” Yun Bing suggested, snickering.