World of Beasts: I Can See Their Hidden Stats! Chapter 209
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Chapter 209: Good Subordinate Dickens
“30% is still considered high?”
Francisco, who was usually overbearing, immediately knelt on the ground when he heard Locke’s question. “It’s… It’s like this! The percentage is really very high! Otherwise, wouldn’t Wind City be… Invincible…”
He said the second half of the sentence rather softly.
Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed true.
Although the type was a little monotonous, it was entirely possible to dominate the continent with the help of the divine level of the Battle Beasts.
Locke put the book away. “Alright! Thank you for your scientific knowledge! Oh right, I’m going to take all these things with me. You don’t have any objections, right?”
Francisco wanted to cry! Locke had obviously snatched them directly, yet he still asked for Francisco’s opinion?
Although his heart was bleeding, for the sake of his own life, he still closed his eyes and nodded repeatedly.
“As long as you don’t kill me… It’s fine.”
“That matter isn’t something I can decide and I don’t like to kill people. But if someone comes to me and says that he wants to see god urgently, I’m happy to help…” After saying that, Locke walked out of the treasure room.
Back at the palace.
After opening a bottle of wine, Locke sat on the throne and drank while waiting for Hobrick.
After he had quenched his thirst, he took out his phone and dialed Dickens’ number.
“Boss! I know you’ve done a great job! Do you need any logistics help?” Locke chuckled and realized that this old fellow was getting smarter and smarter.
“Hmm… It went quite smoothly! Immediately organize the fastest fleet or plane to come to Wind City. The harvest this time isn’t small…”
There was no need to explain too clearly. Dickens already knew that it was another bumper harvest!
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Dickens immediately said, “Yes! Understood! I’ll bring a team overnight. Don’t tire yourself. Leave the rough work to us!”
At this time, Hobrick also brought a few people into the palace.
The few people behind him were in charge of moving the documents.
Or rather, they were incriminating evidence!
“I’ve really underestimated Gilbert! There are so many people who had colluded with him! Most of them are officials in the Heavenly City!” Hobrick was obviously very displeased.
Under the current situation, Locke naturally could not leave. Since he had nothing to do, he and Hobrick began to flip through this incriminating evidence.
It turned out that Gilbert had been accumulating the forces required to rebel for many years.
There were many information about the royal family too.
Gilbert had even poisoned many princes of the royal family through some means.
To weaken the power of the royal family to the greatest extent, Gilbert also had people in various organizations in the Heavenly City.
If Gilbert had launched a rebellion, the royal family might be seized by the traitors first or even destroyed!
If this happened, the continent, which had finally become prosperous, would definitely fall into endless flames of war again!
Although Locke was young, he still understood some of these things.
After looking at the documents for two hours, Locke did not feel tired or bored.
Instead, he had a good understanding of the various functions of the various organizations in the Heavenly City.
Hobrick really admired Locke’s studious attitude.
After asking for Locke’s phone, Hobrick gave Secretary Peter a call.
“Good! Good! Thank you for your hard work! I’ll come over! Don’t lose the documents…”
Earlier, Peter’s phone was on speaker.
All of Hobrick’s words were heard by the king.
The king took a deep breath as if he had dissolved the sharp sword that had been hanging over his head. This time, his smile was extremely relaxed and sincere.
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“We’ve used Locke the right way. It’s not an exaggeration to say that he saved us…”
His Majesty the King’s lamentation sounded a little exaggerated but it was very accurate.
“We must nurture this child well! Also, how should we reward him? This is really a great merit! It’s not something like keeping the throne! The entire continent should thank him!”
Secretary Peter poured a cup of black tea for the king and said, “When I first came into contact with him, I’ve been observing this child… His personality is very low-key but his strength doesn’t allow it. He definitely has no intention of making a name for himself on the continent…”
The king took a sip of the tea, nodded slightly and said, “I didn’t misjudge him! What an amazing child! How about this. We reward him with some practical things…”
After Peter took note of the king’s words, he immediately contacted the plane. He took the royal guards and set off right away!
…
“Boss… Boss!”
When Locke, who was half-asleep, opened his eyes, it was already 3:30 in the morning.
Looking at the chubby face, he yawned and asked, “You’re here?”
“Yes! Yes! The city gate wasn’t guarded, so we came directly to the castle. I think you must be here…”
Hobrick had fallen asleep on the chair.
The “traitorous” guards, on the other hand, were still standing guard at the gate.
When Dickens said that he was Locke’s subordinate, they were very polite.
“Move! Faster, I think there will be more people coming. We have to move quickly…” Locke’s voice was very soft. He did not want to wake Hobrick up.
The smart Dickens naturally knew the uniqueness of this matter.
“Don’t worry, I’ve already guessed the situation…” Then, he waved his hand and his subordinates quietly walked in in groups.
After arriving in the basement, everyone moved very quickly. They coordinated with each other.
At a glance, it seemed that Dickens had brought a veteran who often did this kind of thing.
With such subordinates, it was really reassuring!
“What transportation tool?” Locke handed a golden pot to Dickens.
“Boss! We came by plane, but it’ll take more than six hours. If there’s nothing else, we’ll rush back now!”
In just over two hours, the Frederick family’s treasure room was emptied.
Before Dickens left, he gave two guards a handful of gold coins each. His meaning was very clear which was to shut their mouths.
The guards naturally expressed their gratitude, indicating that they would keep their mouths shut.
Locke acted as if nothing had happened. He returned to his original spot and fell asleep.
Around 8 in the morning, the royal family’s plane entered Wind City.
When the citizens who were cleaning up the ruins saw the royal family’s emblem and people, they knelt on both sides of the road.
“Everyone, there’s no need to be like this! Unless it’s something special, there’s no need to welcome them like this! What has Gilbert done to Wind City?” Peter was very indignant.
After that, he announced, “His Majesty the King knows about the matters here! He wanted me to tell everyone that the reconstruction of Wind City is entirely funded by the royal family! You’ll also receive preferential treatment!”
The citizens stood up to express their gratitude toward the royal family.
“So, His Majesty the King hasn’t forgotten about us!”
“Long live His Majesty the King!”
Walking into the royal palace, Peter saw Locke and Hobrick eating breakfast.
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