"Very well, let Zhan Ziye demonstrate the effect of this Gate of All Living Things. As for the story background of the illusion … here are some ready-made scripts that you can freely choose from."
In front of the Gate of All Living Things, Yuan Chaonian expressionlessly handed over more than ten jade slips to the Spirit Sword Sect Elders. Liu Xian and his Junior Brothers and Sisters exchanged glances and then randomly picked one of them.
Yuan Chaonian said, "Insect poison spread … very interesting script. Ziye, get ready."
"Yes, Master!"
With that, the Gate of All Living Things opened. Zhan Ziye was swallowed by a suction force, and then the gate closed with a loud bang.
Yuan Chaonian cast a spell to project the illusion of the gate for the people around him to see.
The content of the illusion was very simple: In order to collect the souls and flesh of living things, a group of devil sect people put a deadly insect poison in a certain kingdom. This insect poison was very evil. The poisoned person would become a walking dead, and they would have a deep-seated hatred for living things. At the same time, the poisoned person would become a breeding ground for the insect poison, carrying a large amount of insect poison in their body. Once an ordinary person was attacked and injured by the poisoned person, they would also be poisoned and become a walking dead.
Zhan Ziye appeared in a bustling city that had been deeply affected by the insect poison. It was the largest city in the Black Country besides the capital. The villages and towns on the outskirts had already shown a large number of signs of infection. At present, the city gate was closed, but it still could not guarantee the safety of the city. In the corner where the guards could not see, the insect poison seemed to have begun to spread.
Zhan Ziye was not a commoner who fell from the sky, but rather the city master to face this dangerous situation.
After entering the illusion, Zhan Ziye did not hesitate too much. He immediately went out of the city and collected the insect poison sample in the outskirts of the town — he was a Foundation Establishment cultivator with amazing strength, so he did not care about the insect poison infection.
After collecting the sample, he returned to the city, mobilized all the resources, and began to develop the antidote.
As the most outstanding cultivator of the younger generation in the Ten Thousand Arts Sect, he was also the most talented scholar. The difficulty of this illusion was not too high. Although the wanton spread of the insect poison was fierce, it was still within the scope of his ability.
Of course, the deciphering work needed a certain amount of time. During this period, he issued several decrees, requiring a high degree of martial law in the city, which conformed to the norm. Although it was not original, it was also not wrong. Half a month later, when the poison had inevitably spread in the city on a large scale, to the point that no law could stop the city from falling, Zhan Ziye's antidote was also completed.
The city was beyond saving, so he left without mercy and sent the antidote to the capital. After that, he used the resources of the capital to start a long and painful war that was destined to win. During this period, the Devil Cult repeatedly evolved their poison, but Zhan Ziye neutralized them one by one. In the final battle, Zhan Ziye used all kinds of methods and personally defeated the Devil Cult's leader, completely establishing the victory!
In the illusion, time flew. When the last poisoned person of the kingdom was cured by the antidote, the illusion automatically ended. Zhan Ziye wearily walked out of the Gate of All Living Things and smiled at his master.
"Done."
Yuan Chaonian nodded, feeling gratified.
This dreamland wasn't difficult, but it wasn't that easy to pass it. The Cult Leader of the Devil Cult was a cultivator of the King Pill. He had many fierce generals under his command. If he wanted to rely on his cultivation to defy the heavens in the dreamland, he was simply courting death! However, without cultivation, he could only rely on flowery words to survive in this crisis-ridden world. Zhan Ziye not only had the brilliant academic ability to crack the poison, but he also had the brilliant cultivation to lead the army to fight against the Devil Cult. The whole script was simply and neatly completed, worthy of the title of the Big Brother of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect.
Yuan Chaonian turned his head and gloomily looked at Wang Lu. "It's your turn."
Wang Lu smiled. "Now, it's time to witness a miracle."
Then the Gate of All Living Things opened wide and Wang Lu strode in.
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It was still the insect poison crisis, and it was still the same crisis. In the twilight of the bustling city, Wang Lu, as the city master, descended into the mansion. Beside him were the city master's staff, as well as the bureaucrats who managed the city.
"Sir, the situation is getting worse and worse …" A middle-aged thin man expressionlessly reported the latest development to the City Lord. The situation was indeed getting worse, but he was not worried. As an aristocratic bureaucrat, he didn't have to defend the city with the untouchables. Once the situation worsened, he could quickly escape in a brisk carriage. In fact, most of the people present had the same idea. In his view, the City Lord was no different.
However, after listening to the report, Wang Lu smiled. "The situation is not that bad. At present, the number of people infected, including those in the suburban villages and towns, is less than ten percent."
An advisor added, "But the speed of the spread is very fast."
"So? Do you want to persuade me to make a decision when it's time to make preparations? You guys are simply naive and naive. Just leave this mess behind, where do you think you can go? Do you think there's still a place for you in this big country after such a big thing happened? Do you want to say that you have a strong background and can survive this disaster? That's right, you can retire in the capital in peace for the next few decades. You'll be ridiculed by the upper class and cursed by the lower class. As long as you can be indifferent, you can indeed struggle at death's door. Unfortunately, you want to be dogs, but I don't. On the contrary, in my view, this is simply a heaven-sent opportunity. If this insect poison plague can be handled properly, how can the future glory and wealth of everyone here be limited to this insignificant city!? "
A bureaucrat frowned. "But this matter is strange. The insect poison is powerful, and it's not within our ability to cure it."
"What does it matter? All he had to do was to do what he could. Old Li, you're in charge of the city's health and medical care. I want you to do the following in the next few days … "
Next, Wang Lu was like an experienced City Lord, assigning tasks to every bureaucrat present. After receiving the orders, everyone present felt their eyes light up. Wang Lu's work arrangements showed quite a high level of skill. Many of the work plans were ingenious and refreshing. However, could this really defeat the insect poison? After all, the atmosphere in the city was like this. Everyone was in a precarious situation. It was simply like a plate of loose sand. No matter how good the policy was, it would be difficult to quickly advance.
While everyone was hesitating, Wang Lu said again, "Alright, next, those with official positions, come with me."
"Go?"
"Yes, go to a place with a serious disaster and give a sympathy speech. At this time, the leader is still hiding in the City Lord's Mansion. What do you want the people below to think?"
"But sir, the place with the serious disaster is …"
"If you don't want to go, forget it. If you want to go, find a place with me to practice first."
After saying this, Wang Lu directly ordered the guards to leave the City Lord's Mansion.
This group of people came out of the City Lord's Mansion so suddenly. The bureaucrats and servants who were at a loss followed behind Wang Lu in panic.
In the end, Wang Lu walked to a refugee gathering area in the city. There were more than ten abandoned houses, and hundreds of people were lying or sitting with pale faces. These people had escaped from the outskirts of the city that had been infected by the insect poison. The nightmarish experience troubled their minds, making them unable to see hope.
The arrival of Wang Lu and his group made them panic. When had the lowly peasants ever seen so many officials come together? Some were stunned and at a loss, some simply knelt on the ground, and some were so scared that they cried.
Wang Lu ignored all of this and directly found a yellow-faced, thin, and standing child. He hugged him and said with deep affection, tears trickling down his face, "I'm sorry, I'm late!"
…
After that was a sensational speech. Wang Lu's every move showed the demeanor of a Best Actor. Every word that came out of his mouth, every expression on his face, and every movement of his body attracted people involuntarily, and their emotions gradually fluctuated. The content of Wang Lu's speech was very simple. It included that the country would not give up on any of its people, that the City Lord's Mansion would live and die with the people, that the insect poison was only a temporary crisis, and that the crisis would eventually pass, and that everyone would have to maintain hygiene and order in the short term …
Everything hit hard on the hearts of the refugees, igniting the spark of hope for them. Not long after, cheers and gratitude were like a tide. Wang Lu's speech was like a wonderful illusion, stirring up the passion of those who had lost interest in life. And when everyone looked up at Wang Lu with excitement and reverence, Wang Lu then left in satisfaction.
On the way, his expression quickly became cold and indifferent, "Did you see, the people are actually very simple. Now even if I ask them to pick a few people as living sacrifices, I'm afraid I can still pick them out … Next, I'll just do what I did just now and fool them silly, then it'll be much easier to do the work. After that, we have to go to those villages and towns in the outskirts, that's the main part of the work. We have to let them know that the insect poison is not scary, because the imperial court is their solid support, because we will live and die together! In short, we have to reawaken their confidence, we can't collapse before the battle. Currently the number of infected is less than one-tenth, as long as the insect poison is isolated, there's actually nothing to be afraid of! So what if we can't crack it? We don't have to force it. As long as we can suppress the spread of the insect poison in time, there will be others to deal with the Evil Cult demons! Those demons have a very guilty conscience, otherwise, why would they need to sneakily put the insect poison in the villages and towns? "
The accompanying bureaucrats seemed to have realized something, and a few of them with simple minds were even more encouraged. Wang Lu's confident posture was like a bright lamp, bathing the people around him in the light and rekindling their confidence.
Perhaps what Wang Lu said was not wrong, this insect poison disaster was not an unsolvable misfortune. On the contrary, if it was properly handled, it would simply be a great opportunity. In the future, glory, splendor, wealth and rank would all depend on this! Most of the people who were able to get a position in the City Master Mansion had a bit of fighting spirit. As long as the ratio of benefit to risk was large enough, they would not be that timid!
At this time, the morale had been completely different. Although the crisis inside and outside the city was still the same, Wang Lu, through a work meeting and a sensational speech, had successfully established confidence in the group of bureaucrats.
At this time, outside the Gate of All Living Things, the onlookers had different expressions. The Elders of the Lingjian School looked indifferent, not surprised at all. However, the people of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped.
Who exactly was this Wang Lu!?
Since the Gate of All Living Things was refined, the insect poison crisis script had been used dozens of times, yet no one could easily stir up the morale of the people. Previously, there were disciples of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect who used the soul-manipulating technique to manipulate people's hearts, but among the tens of thousands of residents in the city, who could rely on their own strength to control people's hearts? Moreover, Wang Lu's last words were not wrong. In the setting of this script, the Evil Cult demons were not that strong. As long as they could successfully solve the insect poison crisis and suppress it before it spread, the Evil Cult would not have the possibility to run rampant. Because the strength of the righteous was not weak, if the Evil Cult could not obtain enough benefits from the insect poison crisis, they simply did not have the strength to resist the wrath of the country! However, this time, Wang Lu's conference and speech had almost determined the victory of this experiential learning. The whole process was upright, without the slightest bit of conspiracy, which was simply amazing!
As for Zhan Ziye, who had just finished the experiential learning, his complexion was even more gloomy. He thought that the experiential learning was done beautifully — developing the antidote in the shortest time, and maximizing the power of the insect poison outbreak, so that the Evil Cult was not invincible … However, compared to Wang Lu's ability to turn his hand over the clouds, what was that?
As for Yuan Chaonian, he couldn't help but think of Wang Lu's previous boastful evaluation, "Isn't it just a toy?"
Whether the Gate of All Living Things was a toy or not was not up to Wang Lu's evaluation. However, he indeed regarded this immortal treasure as a toy to play with, moreover, he played with it with great success! This was simply a naked demonstration of power.
The people of the Ten Thousand Arts Sect naturally didn't know how Wang Lu single-handedly founded a sect of ten million people two years ago. Now, as the Sect Leader of the Wanxian League, his experience as a leader was perhaps more abundant than many Sect Leaders of Immortal Cultivation Sects! The insect poison crisis was simply a piece of cake for him.
Yuan Chaonian shook his head and thought, "Next, as long as he waits for the situation to slowly deduce and grasp the general trend, he would naturally move toward victory. Even if the Evil Cult were to release the insect poison again, they would still be powerless against such a clever City Master … I'm afraid my Ten Thousand Arts Sect won't be able to gain any advantage."
However, at this time, in the illusion world, Wang Lu's spirit began to unfold.
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