Chapter 36 1 Simple Question

Audrey recalled the words her father and brother had said when discussing the situation, and said on her own:

"They think the current structure of the government is too chaotic. After each election, whenever there is a change of party, a group of people will be replaced from top to bottom, making things a mess and extremely inefficient. This not only caused the defeat of the war, It also caused great inconvenience to the people.”

Klein is very clear that because there is no reference object, the Loen Kingdom at this time has not evolved the civil service examination system, and the form of political party governance is still in its infancy. Therefore, after the election is won, many so-called business positions will also be rewarded to members and supporters.

Well, Emperor Roselle didn't even invent this kind of system in Intis.

"The Hanged Man" Argel heard this and added with a low smile:

"What do they think? Their senses are really dull. Maybe it takes a year for them to feel itchy after being bitten by a black mosquito."

The black mosquito is a creature in the south of the Loen Kingdom. It is famous for its strong toxicity, which makes people want to scratch their skin.

Audrey stretched out her palm and covered her mouth, ignoring the mockery of "The Hanged Man", and threw out the core of the message just now:

"Unfortunately, they can't find a good alternative to this system for the time being."

Klein listened quietly, feeling that the topic had entered his area of ​​expertise, and smiled slightly:

"It's a simple question."

The big food empire, and the corrupt country that learned from the big food empire, both have very successful advanced experience.

"Simple?" Audrey asked in surprise.

Although her tutoring classes do not contain politics, she, who often attends discussions with her father, brother, etc., still has enough knowledge in similar aspects.

Klein seemed to have returned to the previous forum and said with a calm smile:

"The exam, like the college entrance exam, is a test that faces all the public. This can be divided into two rounds or three rounds to screen out the elite in the most objective way."

"But..." Audrey vaguely knew what kind of opposition this would bring.

Without giving her a chance to sort out the language, Klein continued:

"After that, use these elites to fill in the affairs positions of the cabinet, county government, city government and various towns, um, that is, the positions that do things directly, such as the senior secretary of the cabinet."

"For different requirements of different positions, separate and differentiated examinations can be conducted in the second or third round, and professional things must be left to professionals."

"And the political positions of ministers, sheriffs and mayors are reserved for the party that wins the election, which is their rightful share of the pie."

Next to him, Alger, who was not sufficiently interested in this question, turned his head to the side and listened carefully, while Audrey frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

"Don't rush to replace everyone at one time, the cabinet and governments at all levels will be paralyzed. You can hold exams every year or three years, and gradually replace them. After that, it depends on the expansion of the kingdom and the resignation of government employees. , to approve the quota in a planned way." Klein gave full play to the characteristics of his keyboard politician, and finally said, "This design can bring the knowledgeable elites in the kingdom into the government to the greatest extent, and no matter which party comes to power, no matter what Whoever the ministers are, the affairs officers can make the kingdom maintain a basic and relatively effective operation."

The side effect, of course, is the birth of the undead demon of bureaucracy.

Audrey wondered while thinking and asked:

"That is to say, even if those ministers turn into curly-haired baboons, it won't have much impact?"

"No." Alger voluntarily interjected, "I think the Curly Baboon is a better choice than the current minister."

He paused and added:

"After all, curly baboons only need to eat, sleep, and mate,

Don't give stupid ideas, don't stick to mindless plans. "

Mr. Hanged Man, it sounds like you have a not-so-good boss... Klein sat on top, shaking his head with a smile.

Audrey recalled Mr. Fool's description just now, and said in surprise after a while:

"It sounds like it might actually work..."

"Simple, yet very effective!"

She looked at Klein and praised sincerely:

"Mr. Fool, you must be an elder with rich life experience and outstanding wisdom!"

... Klein twitched the corner of his mouth, looked at The Hanged Man and Justice, and said in silence for a few seconds:

"That's it for today's party."

If Miss Justice can influence her relatives and push this to happen, I will guide Benson in advance and give him the opportunity to become a "civil servant".

Come to think of it, Benson is indeed a good fit for this line of work.

However, "Justice" should not take the initiative to do it, because in that case, "The Hanged Man" and I can basically guess her true identity by asking which noble made the suggestion.

Of course, she could go around in circles and use more subtle methods.

"Follow your will." Audrey and Alger stood up at the same time.

Klein leaned back slightly and cut off the connection, only to see the illusory and blurry figures of Justice and The Hanged Man quickly shattered and dissipated.

Above the gray fog, in the magnificent hall like the residence of the gods, there was only him sitting quietly at the head of the long bronze table.

Klein did not directly fall into the gray fog and leave here as he did last time, because he has become a Beyonder, and he is still full of energy.

The reason why he ended the "Tarot Club" meeting early was because he knew the "Night Watcher"'s true attitude towards the Antigonus family's notes, and decided to wait and make a serious search, instead of lying down and sleeping directly. , that would be swept away by Dunn Smith and the others who doubted what they had done at home.

And today's harvest is not too small.

Klein sat on the high-backed chair at the head of the long bronze table, with his arms resting on the armrests, and his fingers crossed his eyes as he surveyed the boundless gray fog calmly.

When he established a connection and "summoned" the projections of "Justice" and "The Hanged Man", he was keenly aware of one thing.

That is, as an Extraordinary, he has the spare energy to touch other "Crimson Stars"!

"In other words, can you 'summon' another one?" Klein recalled that feeling, and said to himself with almost certainty.

But he didn't try impulsively before, because he didn't know what identity and attitude the newcomer would have. After all, not everyone can quickly integrate with their unique characters like "Justice" and "The Hanged Man". He seems to be willing to hide what he needs. If he pulls something like Dunn Smith, then his newly established "mysterious organization" will be immediately exposed to "the church's attention".

As the "evil" organization's big boss, his future will be bleak.

——Klein knows that this gray fog is very special, and understands that it is not something that a Beyonder of the sequence Dunn Smith can "decipher", but the problem is that since there is Beyonder power, he has to consider the existence of gods.

Klein is currently cautiously believing that the seven orthodox gods actually exist. Of course, he prefers that these gods are just a little bit stronger and more powerful than those of the high-sequence, and they are subject to certain strict restrictions, at least since the Fifth Epoch, except for Several oracles, they have no deeds again.

"Heh, it's not a good thing to forcibly pull people. No one wants to be involved in mysterious events for no reason... Let's wait and see later..." Klein sighed and stood up.

He unfolded his spirituality, sensed the presence of his body, and then began to imitate the heaviness of the rapid fall.

The light and shadow in front of him immediately changed, and the gray fog and deep red disappeared instantly. Klein seemed to have penetrated the endless water film, and finally saw the real world and the darkness of the room.

This time, he was fully awake and seriously experienced the process.

"Strange... The gray fog is still a little different from the spiritual world..." Klein moved his hands and feet, feeling the reality of flesh and blood.

He realized it seriously for a while, then shook his head and walked to the desk, reaching out and pulling the curtains.

brush!

The curtains retreat, the sun shines in, and the room is bright.

Looking at the street outside the orifice window and the pedestrians coming and going, Klein took a breath and said silently to himself:

"Time to go out to work."

"How am I supposed to play the 'divine'?"

"This can't be too urgent... I'll only be able to see Spirit Vision for the time being..."

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Backlund, Queens.

Audrey Hall saw herself in the mirror, her cheeks were flushed with excitement, and her eyes were so bright that people didn't dare to look directly.

She didn't bother to look at these, she quickly recalled the past, then picked up the gemstone-encrusted pen, and scribbled on the delicate parchment the recipe for the potion "Audience":

"80ml pure water, 5 drops of colchicum essence, 13g bovine peony powder, 7 petals elf flower, a pair of adult manhal's eyes, 35ml horned blackfish blood."

Phew... Audrey sighed, read it several times, and finally confirmed it was correct.

She had the urge to dance again, but told herself to be reserved.

After thinking about it, she began to write the names of various chemicals around the potion formula, disguising the page as complicated, confusing science.

Well, as long as you don't consciously read it carefully, you can't find the details I'm hiding from casual readers... Awesome! Audrey praised herself and turned her thoughts to the acquisition of materials:

"Find it in several treasure houses of the family first, and try to see if it can be exchanged from other people if there is no part..."

"If you still can't get it together, you can only ask The Fool and Mr. Hanged Man for help at the next meeting... What will you get in return?"

After thinking for a while, Audrey closed the note and put it on the small bookshelf in the bedroom, then walked briskly to the door and opened the door.

A golden retriever is sitting obediently outside.

The corners of Audrey's mouth were upturned, revealing a bright smile like sunshine:

"Susie, your task is well done!"

"In the serial stories in the newspaper, Mr. Detective always has a right-hand man. I think behind the real 'audience', a big dog also needs to follow~"

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In the basement where there was only a flicker of candlelight, Alger Wilson raised his palm and took a closer look.

After a long time, he sighed:

"It's still so magical, I can't grasp the details at all..."

Even if he made adequate preparations in advance, he still failed to understand how "The Fool" completed the "summoning"...

He looked down and looked at the parchment scroll on the long table.

On the yellow-brown head, a line of Hermes text was written in dark blue ink:

"7, Voyager."