1.5 million!
1.8 million! 2 million!!
The territory of the Best Kingdom expanded at an exponential rate, with thousands of people entering its borders every minute, willingly wanting to become citizens.
Best Royal Palace.
"Report~~"
A high-pitched, clear voice sounded from outside the palace, followed by a soldier striding in, his clasped hands on his shoulders a sign of excitement. "Duke, great news!"
"News from the border indicates our kingdom's territory has surpassed 2.6 million square kilometers, and the rate is still soaring!"
Boom!!!!
Upon hearing the report from his subordinate, Ropas immediately stood up from his seat in astonishment. "What did you say!?"
"2.6 million... square kilometers!"
Ropas gasped, taking in a sharp breath. This meant their territory had directly increased by over a million square kilometers, something he had never anticipated.
While he knew that many factions in surrounding nations were constantly at war, leaving countless refugees homeless and broken, he hadn't expected that His Majesty's general amnesty would bring such immense benefits!
"Report~!!"
Just then, another soldier arrived at the palace and declared, "Duke, the border reports a surge of 500,000 people into our kingdom. While the refugees have found stability, food and housing have become the most critical shortages."
"What!!"
"500,000 refugees! Good heavens!!!"
Ropas's eyes nearly popped out of his head. This unexpected fortune had arrived too suddenly.
"Report!!!"
At that moment, another soldier rushed in, swallowing hard. "Duke... Duke, the border reports that over a thousand transport planes bearing the Chinese flag have flown from China towards various border areas of our kingdom, carrying grain, tents, and daily necessities."
Boom!!!!
"What!!!!!!"
This soldier's words stunned Ropas into a stupor. Thousands of Chinese-flagged transport planes, all carrying grain, tents, and essential supplies.
"Good heavens..."
Ropas felt an unprecedented shock. He took another deep breath, his gaze fixed towards China. "Could this be His Majesty's contingency plan, having foreseen this very situation?!"
What? His Majesty foresaw this?!
Upon hearing this, the three soldiers' minds reeled, their billions of brain cells going into hibernation.
"Report!!!"
Just then, another soldier sprinted over. "Duke, China has just announced that they will form an alliance with our kingdom and maintain eternal friendship!"
"Report!!!"
"The Eagle Nation has sent congratulations and over five hundred aircraft carrying grain and other supplies to our country, seeking an alliance with us!"
"........"
"Duke, the Northern Bear Nation has sent congratulations and over eight hundred aircraft carrying grain and other supplies to our country, seeking an alliance with us!"
...........
One joyous report after another exploded in Ropas's mind like cannonballs, completely stunning him. Led by China, at least ten other nations followed, each making generous contributions, with the smallest sending over a hundred planes of supplies.
And, without exception, these were precisely the goods the Best Kingdom desperately needed. Of course, most of these nations were either sanctioned or hostile towards the United States.
"Incredible!"
After the soldiers departed, Ropas had the supplies from various countries tallied. The results were so astonishing that he almost fainted.
"Ahem... Duke."
One of Ropas's confidantes, after completing the tally, sighed in relief. "A total of 18 countries have sent aid, dispatching approximately 6,000 aircraft to support our border. Furthermore, engineering teams and agricultural experts from these 18 countries are arriving by plane to assist us in stabilizing the situation with the border refugees..."
Listening to his confidant's detailed account, Ropas took another deep breath. "Our kingdom is truly on the verge of a complete rise!!"
"Amazing!"
"His Majesty's strategy is brilliant, completely shattering my perception of global affairs!!"
Ropas licked his lips. "And His Majesty's influence in China must be terrifyingly immense."
China alone sent over a thousand planes, demonstrating how much they valued their kingdom.
Ropas understood that this was largely due to their King!
"In that case!"
Ropas took a deep breath, his gaze becoming remarkably resolute. "Issue my command: open the border gates wide and allow refugees from all directions to enter our country. Additionally, cooperate closely with the Heavenly Authority Security personnel to maintain order. Anyone found rebelling or harboring malicious intent is to be executed on the spot without reporting!"
"Furthermore, closely monitor the movements of the United States. The assassins hired by the United States from various countries are nearly arriving within our borders. I will handle this matter."
Ropas issued a series of commands, then dialed the number of Leng Feiyan, the commander of the Royal Palace, to discuss a plan to annihilate the foreign mercenaries who had arrived.
With the backing of weapons and food, Ropas boldly implemented one plan after another. At this point, he didn't fear even war with the United States, let alone foreign mercenaries.
Half a day later.
Countless foreign mercenaries converged around the Royal Palace, all seeking to assassinate. Some were lone wolves, others moved in packs, totaling at least over three thousand people.
It was clear that the price offered by the United States had significantly increased.
Their gazes fixed on the Royal Palace, they cast aside any thoughts of danger, driven solely by the substantial bounties!
"Kill!!"
The more than three thousand assassins seized the opportune moment and attacked in unison, a swarm of assassins charging into the Royal Palace.
"Move out!"
Leng Feiyan, one of the six Heavenly Kings of the Underworld Palace, watched the scene unfold with a cold expression. Her command was immediately followed by the deployment of over a thousand Underworld Palace experts. At this moment, a massacre commenced within the palace. Duke Ropas stood beside Leng Feiyan, his lips twitching as he gazed at the roaring battle outside the palace walls. He could distinctly smell the overwhelming scent of blood. "Over three thousand assassins... the United States' efforts are indeed considerable. However... that is all."
Ropas knew clearly that they had already formed an irreconcilable enmity with the United States, and war between them was inevitable sooner or later.