The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 376

Chapter 376

That night, in Vancouver's slum district, Alex sat on the clinic's crumbling front steps, the cold concrete pressing through his coat as he watched the street come alive in its own quiet way.

A line of homeless men and women stretched along the cracked sidewalk, waiting for a simple gift-a steaming bowl of porridge.

Josephine ladled it out with a wide, warm smile, just like she did every day.

The wind cut sharper than usual, icy enough to bite through coats, yet it couldn't wash away the warmth flowing here.

Laughter rose from the line-genuine, unshaken, immune to the cold.

This place had nothing compared to a rich man's banquet.

Here, a day's worth of free porridge cost barely fifty dollars, enough to feed a hundred-sometimes a hundred and fifty-people.

A banquet for the wealthy? Five to ten thousand for the same headcount, and most of it drowned in false smiles.

But here, every smile was real.

Alex felt something shift inside him, a truth pressing against his ribs.

His advisors, his people, always asked: As our king, where will you steer this nation?

His country was the weakest in the world-the poorest by every measure, a place others overlooked or pitied.

Should he turn his nation into a military giant?

Push it into a technological race?

Force every citizen to master martial arts on a national scale?

Alex exhaled slowly, his eyes narrowing.

No. None of that.

At last, he knew exactly what he wanted.

He pulled out his phone, the cold metal heavy in his palm.

This call could mark him as the worst king in the nation's history—and he knew some would never forgive him for it.

"Prime Minister Robert Trudeau," Alex said, his voice steady but edged with steel. "I'm ready to issue my first command since taking the throne."

"Yes, my King," came Robert's calm reply. "I'm listening. What is your order?"

"I want all military spending stopped-immediately. Every cent redirected into building our nation's food production. No citizen should ever go hungry."

"I want farms expanded, food-processing centers built, and a full transport network from the smallest village to the capital so food prices stay within reach."

Silence crackled on the line.

"Pardon me, my King?" Robert's voice wavered, as if

abandon its military ambitions... and turn it into

one year and invest it all into food production,"

our military strength,

come. Meanwhile, you will actively pursue peace treaties with other nations. And

thirteen states, sire. Some depend on income

farming robots, machinery, and cheap public transport instead-tools that save

governors won't like

their king. It is my approval they should seek,

come at a

night sky. Stars glimmered cold and indifferent,

I am willing

choice brings both

live by measuring how many like him or

moving forward-through any storm, under any

It will be the nation's

Alex's eyes

or poor. Every citizen will have food

to rebel against it—including

be remembered as a

lord," Robert replied, though in his mind the thought

big-many would call t

king a

fool.

future to go backward into

Madness.

Utter madness.

wish the best for our people," Alex said

the

his vow. He prayed he would be a good king for this

unnoticed until Josephine came running, breathless,

this!"

it?"

the screen in front

new king-our king-who took the throne just a year ago has finally made his first order. The whole country's been waiting for this."

eyes sparkled.

"And you know what?"

"What?"

his people before

not politics-just the people! He's

flashed in the dim light, spinning in little

be no more hunger in this country. Finally-our prayers are

happy?"

Look around-see all the

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