Chaoge, the palace!
At this moment, the palace was filled with a solemn atmosphere. A large number of armored guards were guarding all the main roads of the palace.
There was a guard every three steps and a sentry every five steps. The security was so tight that even a fly could not easily fly in.
Today was the day the new king ascended the throne!
All the officials and 800 vassals had entered the palace to pay tribute. All of them had a cautious expression on their faces, their expressions respectful and serious.
"Welcome, Your Majesty!"
Accompanied by a sharp shout, the entire palace began to play music.
Surrounded by a large group of palace maids and guards, a valiant-looking man wearing a black bird robe slowly walked into the hall.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
As the man sat down on the throne, all the officials and dukes knelt down.
However, when Di Xin saw this, his eyes were filled with shock.
In a place where no one could see, Di Xin pinched himself hard, trying to tell himself that everything was just an illusion.
However, the intense pain clearly told him that everything in front of him was real. It was not an illusion or a dream.
He really became the last emperor of the Shang Dynasty in history, King Zhou, Di Xin!
As a mortal who came from the later generations, Di Xin felt a little panicked when he saw the scene before him.
He was a nine-to-six office worker and had never learned any imperial techniques. Who could tell him what to do now?
Just as Di Xin was lost in his thoughts, the official beside him glanced at the court officials below and then at the dazed Di Xin. He couldn't help but whisper in his ear,"Great King, Great King."
"Ah?"
Di Xin suddenly came back to his senses. Looking at the people kneeling on the ground, he pretended to be serious and said,"Everyone, please rise."
No matter what, he had to bite the bullet first.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
As the officials responded, all the civil and military officials in the court stood up. Immediately after, the internal officials held the imperial edict in their hands and read it loudly.
The content was long and wordy, mostly nonsense. It was nothing more than announcing the rationality of Emperor Xin's succession.
Throughout the entire process, apart from the officials and the other dukes, Di Xin was completely distracted.
This scene entered the eyes of the ministers below and they couldn't help but feel anxious, but they didn't dare to interrupt the inauguration ceremony.
When everything was over, Di Xin's coronation ceremony finally came to an end.
A banquet was held in the royal court, preparing for the feast of the officials.
At this moment, Di Xin, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly said,""Everyone, eat and drink well. I'm not feeling well, so I'll leave first.”
After he finished speaking, Di Xin stood up and left the hall without waiting for the others to speak. A few internal officials and maids quickly followed him.
Only the ministers were left behind. The various dukes looked at each other in confusion.
Why did they feel that the king was not very excited about inheriting the throne?
Naturally, Di Xin was unaware of everyone's doubts.
The reason why he was in a hurry to leave was that he did not know how to deal with the ministers. It was because everything was too sudden, so sudden that his entire head was in a daze. He had been on the road to ascending the throne the moment he transmigrated, so he did not have time to adapt.
Secondly, he had to understand the root of his existence in this world, the system!
As the saying went, there must be a golden finger accompanying the transmigrator. This had become the standard for transmigrators, and Emperor Xin was no exception.
More importantly, he had just sorted out the memories of his original body in the main hall. Only then did he realize that he was not only in the Shang Dynasty, but he was also the Yin Shang of the Gods Investiture. This was very awkward.
It was not easy to be an emperor, yet he had to deal with the gods and saints of the world…
This was simply forcing him to a dead end.
With all sorts of thoughts in his mind, Di Xin quickly went to his bedroom, dismissed his attendants, and locked himself inside.
"System, come out?"
He called out tentatively, and immediately, a flood of information surged into his mind.
Soon, Di Xin received all the information and figured out the function and ability of his cheat.
The full name of the system was the Fate System.
Its uses were obvious from the name. It was the strongest forger, and its abilities were divided into two categories.
First, summon.
The myriad worlds were like endless sand. Every world had all kinds of shocking talents.
They were geniuses and heroes. Each of them could be said to be the absolute protagonist of their respective worlds.
The system could help Di Xin summon these geniuses and make them loyal to him.
Summoning method, once a month.
Second, the fate of the country entered the body.
Luck was the most mysterious power in the world, and it was connected to fate.
The schemes and fights between the various sects and the saints of heaven and earth were all for the sake of fighting for more luck.
However, although they fought for luck, they could only passively use it.
Moreover, he needed to use a supreme treasure to suppress the Fate, but the system could allow Di Xin to fuse the Fate into his body.
Not only did he not need a supreme treasure to suppress his fate, but he could also increase his strength. As long as the Shang Dynasty became stronger, Di Xin would also become stronger.
If one day, Di Xin could rule over the entire universe, he would be able to transcend!
The power of the system made Di Xin's heart surge, and the depression he felt from transmigrating was instantly swept away.
After calming down, Di Xin checked the Emperor Qi Cultivating Technique.
This was a cultivation technique given by the system, and it was the only one in the world. After cultivating this cultivation technique, Di Xin could absorb the fate of the country to increase his strength.
After the Nation Fate was absorbed, it would not disappear. It would only exist in Di Xin's body.
From then on, the Shang Dynasty and Di Xin were bound together, living and dying together!
Mysterious runes jumped in his mind, and a Mystic Bird appeared above his head.
This was the incarnation of the Shang Dynasty's luck.
As the Emperor Qi Refining Technique circulated, wisps of Fate were drawn out of the Mystic Bird and into Di Xin's body.
For a moment, Di Xin's entire body went through a terrifying transformation.
Blood, veins, bones, and so on were constantly being reconstructed. A wisp of pressure spread out, and the entire bedroom was on the verge of collapse at this moment.
Fortunately, Di Xin had restrained his aura at the critical moment. Otherwise, this palace could have been rebuilt.
After an unknown period of time, the Xuan Bird on Di Xin's head disappeared. He slowly opened his eyes. Divine light flashed in his eyes and instantly penetrated the void before him.
Looking at this scene, the corners of Di Xin's mouth curled up slightly. In the end, he couldn't help but curl up into a shocking smile.
At this moment, an electronic voice sounded in Di Xin's mind.
" The monthly Godfiend Conscription has been activated. The Godfiend Conscription has been successful and will appear within two hours. Please wait patiently…"
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