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 Solomon helped Abigail into Adonijah's tent, and then walked to Nome, feeling his wrist and counting his pulse.
 Solomon will go to Adonijah's tent again after the 2,000 pulses are over. Seeing Solomon reappear would mean it was time to stop the fake healing.
 In order for the girl to see him, Solomon even scratched his little finger lightly with his saber, so that Abigail could see where he was...
 "Thank you so much, Your Highness Solomon."
 Noam leaned over and smiled humbly: "You pointed out a way out for us."
 "It's okay, Norm. We're friends."
 Solomon shrugged, and said relaxedly, "It's a matter of little effort, it's no big deal."
 "I wouldn't have imagined this level without your wisdom. To tell you the truth, when we were in the village, we were actually not very... well-liked by others."
 Norm smiled awkwardly: "Besides, I'm just a salted fish seller. How can I be your friend..."
 "There's no distinction between high and low, Norm."
 Solomon said casually, then paused slightly, coughed lightly and added: "Under God, all living beings are equal. I am not higher than you, and you are not lower than me. My father, King David, was once a shepherd, but he is now became king."
 Solomon said gently: "We all live under the same starry sky and walk on the same land. We are brothers. Maybe you need my help today, but in the future I will need your help to survive?"
 Noam glanced at Solomon in shock, glanced around secretly, took a deep breath and lowered his head: "You are... what are you talking about. You are the son of the great King David, If you are in trouble one day, we should save you..."
 "I guess so."
 Solomon didn't bother about it, but just smiled and took the topic: "Speaking of which, you said you sell salted fish? Are you a fisherman?"
 "No, no, you guessed wrong."
 Talking about the topic of salted fish, Norm immediately became energetic: "I don't catch fish. I never catch... I'm not afraid of your jokes, but I'm actually seasick."
 "Huh? How can you sell salted fish when you are seasick?"
 Solomon asked curiously.
 Noam shook his head triumphantly: "I don't catch fish, some are caught by people. Their fish can't be sold during the day, and they won't be fresh the next day. I'll just...buy the fish they can't sell at night, and then pickle it Sell ​​it as salted fish. You don’t know, the price will be much cheaper that way.”
 "...Ah, the second social division of labor."
 Solomon took a breath, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Has Israel reached this period?"
 "You said... what big division of labor?"
 Norm noticed a certain word Solomon mentioned.
 "Roughly speaking, it is the separation of handicrafts and agriculture."
 Solomon said casually: "Look, it's as if fishermen have become more and smarter, and they will catch more fish. If there are so many fish that the whole family can't eat in a day, they will sell them out, and so many that they can't even sell them." If they can’t sell them all, they will consciously lower the price. Therefore, individual processors like you can get cheap and sufficient raw materials, which is much more efficient than fishing...right?”
 "...Yes! You are right!"
 Norm's eyes lit up.
 Although there were some words he didn't understand in Solomon's words, he still understood the general content. He couldn't wait to grab Solomon's sleeve, and begged in an almost pleading tone: "Please tell me a little more... and then what will happen?"
 "And of course you're going to get rich, Noam!"
 Solomon smiled and said, "There are people like you who are good at pickling salted fish but are seasick, and there are naturally people who are good at fishing but not processing it. Social division of labor is a good thing. It can make our lives less tiring."
 "After that..."
 Solomon recalled it for a while, and said: "It should be the birth of a professional businessman. Instead of making things and selling them yourself, you buy things from others at a low price, and then sell them to others at a high price."
 "...But, Your Highness Solomon."
 Norm frowned: "There are low-priced things to buy, why buy high-priced ones?"
 "How many days will it take you to travel from your hometown to Jerusalem?"
 Solomon looked into Noam's eyes and asked abruptly: "How much more money can you earn for making salted fish these days? Well, if someone buys your salted fish in large quantities at a slightly cheaper price from your hometown, you Will you buy it?"
 "...Of course! It would be great if there was such a person!"
 Noam's eyes burst out with joy: "Your wisdom is really outstanding..."
 "It's not my wisdom, Norm. It's the wisdom of a greater man. I'm just a common man who knows a little bit about everything."
 Solomon smiled wryly and shook his head: "So will you become a businessman?"
 "... Well, I think, I still can't," Norm smiled a little embarrassedly, "You see, I can make salted fish after all... I have a craft. Let those who can't make salted fish hear , I would probably be willing. After running for three or four days, even a car full of salted fish can’t be sold for a lot of money. But I hope that some merchants will come to me to buy my salted fish..."
 "There will be."
 Solomon sighed indistinctly, and replied softly: "If I can become king, I will organize a wave of merchants. In that case, you can earn money by staying at home without going out."
 "You will surely be king."
 Noam bowed his head piously, and replied unswervingly: "You are so humble, wise, and kind... If you can't be king, who can be our king?"
 Solomon just smiled and shook his head. Did not continue to think about it. His pulse had already jumped two thousand times, and the appointed time had come.
 So he stood up from the lake, and was about to walk towards the door of Adonijah's tent.
 But at this moment, Solomon suddenly heard a strange noise coming from his ear, and a light blue light curtain flashed before his eyes.
 He vaguely seemed to see a stuck blue bar appearing in front of his eyes. The blue bar is almost completely full, only less than one-twentieth of the last part remains. The background of the blue bar is a yellow curly world map.
 Fuck, did the cheats finally arrive? !
 …wait wait wait.
 Isn't this the loading screen of the game I made?
 Solomon was taken aback.
 He remembered very clearly that the boss asked his project team to produce a historical strategy game imitating "Sid Meier's Civilization".
 The theme of the game is to allow players to play the role of a well-known leader in BC, comprehensively promote human civilization through culture, religion, politics, military and other fields, and continue to play for hundreds of years after the legend reaches 100% or dies due to a certain event. The next leader of mankind will continue to promote the development of human civilization from another perspective. The main line is to advance human civilization to the interstellar era and achieve independence within four thousand years.
 There are various ways to complete the main line. You can violently conquer the world and then centralize power, or you can subtly influence future generations with religion or culture; or you can jump the technology tree on a large scale and advance the release of certain key technologies; or Try to avoid all wars and step into the galaxy in a multinational alliance...
 This game is now very complete, and the main body has passed the green light review of a platform called "Steam" and will soon be released with high votes. Theoretically speaking, after finishing the first dlc in half a month, I can go on vacation with the bonus.
 I'm afraid I brought the game I made here as a cheat?
 Having said that, what kind of operation is it to make yourself a DLC?
 When Solomon was thinking wildly, two lines of words appeared on the light curtain: [Battle loading complete]
 【Click any key to start the game】
 ...any key is fine.
 Solomon was dumbfounded. He tentatively patted the light curtain, but fortunately, the light curtain unfolded directly without any delay.
 Immediately, Solomon's own soulful recitation sounded in his ears—yes, the narration of the demo version of the game was also dubbed by Solomon.
 [Your characteristic in this battle is: God-given wisdom]
 [Your areas of expertise in this battle are: demonology, architectural talent, and business talent] [Battle Background? First World]
 [971 BC, Israel]
 "You are Solomon, son of David. The third king of the future kingdom of Israel, the second king of the Davidic dynasty, the wise king blessed by God."
 ...well, I already know this.
 Solomon nodded calmly.
 But the next sentence of the narrator gave Solomon a stomachache.
 "—However, God is dead."
 "The age of the gods draws to a close, and the most powerful gods of each race are expelled from the world first. When almost all the main gods of all nations have left, you are faced with the Phoenicians, Egyptians, Assyrians who have the protection of gods. However, the most important thing for you now is to defeat your brother Adonijah's plan to usurp the throne and ascend the throne in advance."
 【Main task has been released】
 【The mission has been released】
 [Main quest 1 to show wisdom: break Adonijah's first assassination plan against you, and show wisdom] [Reward: Legendary 1, Solomon's Ring]
 [Mission mission? One: Become the king of Israel and Judah, and rule for at least three years] [Reward: Personal characteristics? Young king]
 ...God is dead?
 Solomon's heart tightened. He didn't pay attention to the tasks and rewards below, but first noticed the "campaign background".
 right? If God is dead...
 The priest who healed Adonijah... and from whom did he get the power?
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 He lived from BC to the Middle Ages, from the Renaissance to the Industrial Revolution, and from Cyberpunk to the Interstellar Age. He has been a king and a prophet, a knight and a nobleman, a versatile artist, a genius inventor… 
 This is a four-thousand-year human epic—— 
 “To us four thousand years from now: 
 “Is the world at peace? Is famine extinct? Can people touch the stars? How long is the human lifespan? How far is the boundary of the earth? Human…do you remember us?” 
 ——Excavated from Earth Age Tenth Century BC, Solomon Prayer Book.
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 A con-man and policewoman that are legends of their respective professions suddenly die, then are reincarnated and return to the Tang Dynasty of ancient China as little kids.
 Accepting their second chance and forced restart, they choose to use the modern knowledge and specific talents that they have in their previous lives in order to live comfortably in this new life.
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 Shen Wen was a weak woman who did not fit in with the General’s family and only envied those who were refined and dignified. When her father and brother were killed and the Shen family army was destroyed, she was accused of being the one who offered up the evidence of her father’s defection to the enemy in the name of righteousness, and was subsequently strangled to death by her husband.
 Only then did Shen Wen realize that she had lived this life in vain. She was so ashamed and resigned that her soul actually lingered in the human world for a thousand years, until one day she returned to this world….
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 ​Reborn in the Spring and Autumn Period, he became a concubine of the Qing family, and was driven to a stable to be accompanied by cattle and horses. Who would have known that the hegemony was established and the three families were divided into Jin? It’s too low-end, I’ll still play Zhao’s Dai Jin!
 Lao Tzu rode the ox to the west, Zhong Ni was in high spirits, and Wu and Yue competed for the beauty of Li Shang. On the banks of the Weishui River, the Yiren in Quju Shenyi recited the words “Jianjia Pale Pale Dew is Frost”.
 The sword in the right hand, poetry and books in the left hand, unifying the world with different thinking, Cheng Zhou, who is walking in the setting sun, the importance of the cauldron, can I ask?
 This is my China, my “Spring and Autumn”—I am the king!
 PS: This book has been signed, please rest assured to eat
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 She’s somehow ended up transmigrating into the book as the supporting female lead, who was beaten to death! Deeply in love with the male lead, she’s fated to be beaten to a bloody pulp before even holding hands with him?!
 First things first, she needs to survive and latch onto the big thigh of a patron. But the supporting male lead is a true gentleman and feels nothing for her stunning, alluring body. That’s alright! She’ll latch onto the old madame or the male lead then!
 But why does the supporting male lead look at her with increasingly odd eyes? And what of that Wulin Alliance Head with the personality disorder? You’re just a random bystander, what are you getting involved for??
 Finally, the male lead could bear it no longer and dragged her back to the Prince Li Manor…
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 Introduction:
 In the past, Nangong Yue was killed by her own pit.
 She was born in a famous family, and her status was noble. She had been taught by the world’s genius doctor.
 She did everything she could to help him ascend the throne from a prince, but what she got in return was a order of copying and beheading every one of the family!
 She was imprisoned in the cold palace, forbearing to plan, and finally destroyed his world with her own hands.
 Once she got revenge, she ended up smiling, but didn’t think about it. Then she opened her eyes and went back to the year when she was nine years old.
 Di Daughter reborn. In this life, she will never allow anyone to bully her, humiliate her, belittle her and trample her!
 At young drowned big brother, Crazy mother who died early, this life, she must protect their life happiness and peace.
 Stepmother of a previous life, don’t you like to seduce a married man? Then I’ll find you a man with broken sleeves(gay) and peach branches, and let you seduce enough!
 Past life’s husband, Aren’t you do anything for the sake of the throne? In this life, no matter how you calculate, you will only miss the throne!
 Dear cousin, the pain of past life’s killing a person and her whole clan, let you return slowly with one knife at time!
 Eccentric grandmother, Excellent relatives, Since you people are want to fight, then fight in complete confusion!
 Originally thought that in this life, she would die alone.
 Unexpectedly, in her past life’s the one who kills his father and brother, the cruel and bitter “Killing God” Zhennan wangye quietly appeared in her life. It’s just… How does the style of picture seems wrong? Where is the cold-blooded gloomy and deep-hearted?
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 On their wedding night, she gnashed her teeth, yelling, “Your Highness, that’s shameless!”
 Set off by the flickering light of red candles, he curved the corner of his mouth into a wicked grin, “Actually, I can be more shameless…”
 …
 When they met for the first time, he was the young prince who lived in his day of brilliance, while she was the pampered princess of the adjacent state.
 When they met again, he became the crippled underdog suffering from frustration, while she became the lackluster hostage stranded in an alien land.
 In his mid-life, he was defeated in the fight and had his legs broken; his wife passed away and he didn’t have anything left except his father’s detestation… After constant blows took the edge off his spirit, all he wanted was nothing but serenity.
 In her teen-age, her state perished and her home lost; she lapsed into an awkward situation after being abandoned and having her marriage annulled… As endless hardships isolated her from happiness, everything she wished for was no more than peace.
 …
 “Lu Zhishan, when I first met you, I didn’t think I’d marry you…too old,” after years passed by, one day, she lay on his laps mumbling, with a kind of hazy beauty on her boozy face, “and lame.”
 “Mu Nanzhi, you have the wrong memory. At our first meeting, I’m neither old nor limp.”
 “…When was that?”
 “When people were celebrating your first birthday,” that man assumed all gentleness and joy crept on his eyes and brows, “On that day, you were ‘drawing lots’ in the rear hall. I also sneaked there to have a look. But, out of my expectation, you directly grabbed my true-love knot.”
 …
 How vivid the red love pea is embedded in the exquisitely carved dice,
 Just as my feelings for you deep in my bones.
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 There was once a treacherous concubine. She controlled the government, persecuted the honest and faithful, and created chaos in the harem. Inciting anger from the people.
 Of course, in the end, the protagonist was cleanly dealt with and the people rejoiced.
 Yuan Luo, who was supposed to be dead, wasn’t. Instead, she became the treacherous concubine who was comparable to Su Daji.
 The first thought when she woke up was to whitewash her name. But…
 Lackey 1: Niang niang, the family of imperial censor Zhu who impeached you has been slaughtered by us. Even his cats, dogs, chickens, and ducks have not been spared…
 Lackey 2: Niang niang, the little bit*h assigned by Dong Hai Wang to seduce the emperor has been disfigured. But Dong Hai Wang is not easy to deal with. We are ready to poison him at your command.
 Lackey 3: Niang niang, the enemy received the military plans we leaked out. As expected, General Gu was defeated on the front line. That old man can no longer go against you. His whole family is dead.
 Yuan Luo: …
 She walked out of her chamber and looked at the young general who was kneeling in the snow and begging for his family to be spared. She felt the eyes that fell on her grow colder and darker than the wind and snow.
 Yuan Luo just wants to throw away the imperial jade seal! Son of a b*tch, how do you whitewash this? This road is completely blackened!
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 Travel to the Jin Dynasty and play in the world of blood; the book-receiving saint is a disciple, inheriting the art of war from the ancestors; playing the green beads in the Golden Valley Garden, the head and foot of the three kingdoms; dare to be the bull of the eight kings, and gather the five hus in China! Here, conspiracy and killing coexist, heroes and beautiful women coexist!
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 A red lotus birthmark, it encompasses the complicated love story of four humans. 
 A carefully planned betrayal that was prepared a long time ago, one of the most eminent assassins travels into an alternative plane. 
 Is it all just unplanned and because of luck? Or is it fate working in a mysterious way? 
 His impeccable countenance and demeanor. Her ravishing beauty that no one could take their eyes off of, just like a flower in its finest state. 
 The night was unusually dark. 
 Who was fated for each other? Who was each other’s nemesis?
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 The golden list comes, and the emperors of each dynasty are asked to count the sinners of the country's subjugation. Those guilty of the country's subjugation will be punished, and those who have increased the country's fortune will be rewarded. 
 Seeing the dazzling array of rewards and punishments displayed by heaven, life span, elixirs, magic weapons, climbing the mountain of swords, frying oil pans, being cut into pieces with a thousand cuts...all the emperors were boiling. 
 Ying Zheng: I will end five hundred years of chaos, unify the world, and achieve the feats of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors. I will surely obtain the elixir of immortality! 
 Li Shimin: From ancient times to pacifying troubled times, destroying Turks, opening up prosperous times, civilizing and martial arts, is there anyone who can compare with me? I have a hundred years of life, am I qualified? 
 Zhu Yuanzhang: We left the ancestral teachings of the Ming Dynasty to teach future generations, but in the end our country was destroyed. We want to see which unscrupulous descendant dares to destroy our Ming Dynasty? 
 ... 
 After the Tianbang announced the sinners of each dynasty's downfall, all the emperors were not calm, and Zhu Yuanzhang was even more numb! ! 
 Ying Zheng: With my great talent and great strategy, I wiped out the whole world, and ended up becoming the chief culprit for the country’s subjugation? 
 Zhu Yuanzhang: Will the Ming Dynasty perish in our hands? We have become the number one war criminal responsible for the subjugation of our country? !
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 As a virtuous wife, does it include tolerating his cousin, enduring his concubines, bearing his mother?
 If you will not let me live freely, why would I let you live in satisfaction?
 Did fate let women time-travel so she could learn the three morals and four virtues?
 Rather than act like a coward and live, it would be better to live in satisfaction and die.
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 Scheming female assassin transmigrated to become the weak Eldest Miss, her story is wonderful and stunning, attracting peach flowers to blossom open. Cold calculating emperor? Genius bad crown prince? Insidious happy-go-lucky prince? Gentle physician? Ice-cold mystery male? Who is her true love? Haha, but she only eats, definitely will not take responsibility! Beautiful men be careful!
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