Chapter 2
"Are you the administrator?"Looking at the light ball in front of him, August frowned. After being flustered at first, he quickly calmed down.
"Yes, I am your exclusive butler."The light ball said lightly
"Serving me exclusively? According to you, all the weapons sold on this street belong to me?"August took a deep breath and sorted out his chaotic thoughts. If all of them belonged to him, he would have the confidence to fight the allies head-on.
With just these weapons, he could crush them to death.
"Master, you have misunderstood. In theory, you can use all these weapons, but there is a prerequisite, that is, you have to spend money, otherwise you can't move a single bullet." The light ball continued.
Hearing this, August frowned and said:"I have no money now, where can I get the money to buy them?"
"No, Master, you have it. We only accept gold and silver here. He will convert the currency here according to the current gold and silver prices, and you can buy it then."The light ball said.
Hearing this, August was instantly excited. At first, he was disappointed when he heard that he could only use money, but now he was excited when he heard that he only accepted gold and silver.
If he remembered correctly, the National Defense Army swept across Europe and seized countless gold and jewelry. There were thousands of tons of gold alone, or even more. Not to mention silver, there was so much that it could hardly be piled up.
"Is there anything else here?" August asked curiously. If it was just this weapon, it would be too low-grade.
"There are eight floors here in total. The first floor sells weapons from the 1940s and 1950s, the second floor sells weapons from the 1950s and 1960s, and so on. The eighth floor is the era before you came here, Master."The light ball replied.
Hearing this, August's eyes widened. He finally understood the role of this golden finger. The first floor is just a drizzle, and the higher you go, the more killer it is.
Especially the eighth floor, even tactical nuclear weapons are available.
"How can I enter the next level?"August took a deep breath and asked
"When you reach a certain amount of spending, you can enter the second level, and so on."The light ball said without any emotion.
"How much?" August asked hurriedly. He didn't have much feeling for the weapons on the first floor. He just wanted to enter the second floor as soon as possible. That was the real rise.
"Spending 1 billion yuan will open the second level, which will cost about five tons of gold."The light ball gave a number.
Hearing this, August rolled his eyes. Damn, only five tons of gold? He is now a poor prince, and five tons of gold is not even five kilograms.
"Master, you should go out, someone is looking for you."The light ball kicked August back without waiting for him to react.
A flash of white light appeared, and August returned to the flower bed of the manor again. Before he could react, there were waves of neat footsteps in the distance.
Hearing this sound, August's face changed. Are they coming to kill him?
’No, it shouldn't be. Goebbels definitely doesn't have the guts to do that. He can't possibly kill me. The Wehrmacht will never allow that.' Instantly, August thought of countless possibilities.
At this moment, a group of generals with medals on their front appeared in front of him. The one leading them was a marshal. He looked at August and smiled kindly.
"Prince August, please take over the throne"
’"Poof!" Hearing this, August spit out his saliva and looked at the marshal in front of him in confusion. He recognized him as the commander of the Imperial Army, Marshal Brauchitsch.
"Me? The throne of the emperor?"August was still in a daze:"Marshal Brauchitsch, is today April Fool's Day?""
Am I not imprisoned? How can I inherit the throne of the emperor?
Did this group of people start a rebellion? Let him be a puppet?
"Your Highness, I have some very unfortunate news to tell you. Just now, the leader of the empire was assassinated, and some of the empire's high officials were killed in the explosion. Marshal Brauchitsch looked at August and said with a sad face.
"The empire is now in a state of disarray. We were originally preparing to welcome His Majesty Emperor William to the throne, but His Majesty Emperor William has passed away."
"After discussing with the Junker nobles, we have decided to support you as the Emperor of the Third Reich"
""Poof! The mustache guy is dead? ? ?"August was completely confused. He died just like that? If I remember correctly, he should have just been injured, but he died.
Did his little wings flap and something changed?
"Yes, the leader was assassinated, and now the empire is in a mess. The bear on the eastern front is ready to move, and there are serious loopholes in the western front defense. Tunisia is surrounded by hundreds of thousands of elite troops. The empire is now at a critical moment."
"The Empire needs the descendants of Frederick the Great to lead us to new victory."Marshal Brauchitsch said loudly.
I am afraid that I will take the blame, right? August muttered to himself. If there was no golden finger, he would definitely refuse, but now……
"It is my wish, but I dare not ask for it.……"