Pu Ban City, the Town Hall …
All human leaders had cleaned themselves up and were sitting on the ground in an orderly manner.
Emperor Shun sat on the other end of the hall, smilingly looking at everyone. He looked quite spirited, which meant that he was in a good mood. Affected by his smile, most people in the hall were in a much better mood.
The door of the hall was wide open, letting the warm sunlight into the hall. The human leaders sitting near the door bathed in the sunlight, adding a beautiful golden edge to their bodies.
A series of knocking noises could be heard from the roof. A couple of days ago, when Ji Hao rose into the sky with the Pan Jia sun, the roof of the Town Hall was turned into ashes. In the following days, people were busy building sun towers and harvesting crops. Only today did they have the time to fix the roof.
The heavy knocking noises were annoying, but mixed with the cheers coming from a long distance away, the knocking noises sounded cute.
Ji Hao was promoted from Earl Yao to Marquis Yao, and his territory expanded by ten times. He sat very close to Emperor Shun, narrowed his eyes, and gently played with the pair of fire snakes coiled on his knees with his fingers.
The pair of snakes wriggled excitedly, emitting streams of fiery light from their tiny bodies.
"Si Wen Ming, come here!" Emperor Shun smilingly glanced at the people in the hall, then took over the Xuanyuan sword from a hazy silhouette behind him. Holding the sword with both hands, he gave a resonant shout to Si Wen Ming.
Si Wen Ming stood up, walked to Emperor Shun with big steps, kneeled on one knee, saluted to Emperor Shun, and said, "Emperor Shun!"
"The flood-control mission is in your hands!" Emperor Shun stood up, held the Xuanyuan sword with both hands, and said in a serious tone, "This is the holy sword passed down by Emperor Xuanyuan, and it is in charge of all wars. For the flood-control mission, all human clans, all human beings, all resources will be under your command. Anyone who delays the mission, will be beheaded! "
"Yes!" Si Wen Ming gave a resonant shout, took over the sword with both hands, then slowly stood up and hung the long sword around his waist.
Holding the thick and heavy dragon leather belt around his waist with both hands, Si Wen Ming said in a deep voice, "Human beings are suffering in the flood and the rain. Let's cut the crap. Since you all have given the flood-control mission to Si Wen Ming, please do your best to cooperate with us. Don't do anything that will affect the lives of ordinary people in the world … I, Si Wen Ming, can talk about favors, but Xuanyuan doesn't know how to write the word 'favor'. "
The faces of most people in the hall suddenly turned serious. They straightened their waists and looked at Si Wen Ming seriously.
The looks of some people turned extremely weird, such as Gong Sun Sword, Suiren Flame, and those people from Ten Sun Country. They stared at the sword tied around Si Wen Ming's waist with sparkling eyes, seeming to have hooks in their eyes. They wanted nothing more than to snatch the sword and make it their own.
The Xuanyuan Divine Sword represented the supreme power of the human race. After Emperor Xuanyuan, only the Human Emperor could wield it.
But now, this sword was in Si Wen Ming's hands. Did this mean that the power of the humankind had been transferred?
Yi Di, Yi Ren, and the other princes, many of them had been screaming in their heads. Why didn't they get the sword? Why did Si Wen Ming get the power of the flood-control mission?
These people subconsciously glanced at Ji Hao, then turned around and looked at the warm sunlight outside the gate.
Countless people had been cursing Si Wen Ming's luck in their heads. A Southern Wasteland barbarian he brought back to Pu Ban City from Southern Wasteland actually had such a great fortune, such a strong natural fortune. Where on earth did he get a sun?
Ji Hao noticed the gazes of these people. He grinningly raised his head, glanced at them one by one, and deeply imprinted their faces and backgrounds in his mind.
These people, if they tried their best to cooperate with the flood-control mission, Ji Hao would let them go. But if they dared to cause any trouble, Ji Hao would kill them without showing any mercy. He even dared to kill divine Gods, not to mention these ordinary people.
In Pan Gu world, who in Pan Gu world could be stronger than Ji Hao in terms of the background of their clans?
Dachi, Qing Wei, Yu Yu … and the terrifying being behind them, Ji Hao could confidently tell these people, 'I am supported by the world. Who dares to risk their lives against me?'
Si Wen Ming locked his fingers together and incanted a spell. An enormous magic sandbox slowly rose from the ground of the hall, floating above everyone's heads. The mountains and rivers of Midland were vividly displayed in front of everyone's eyes. In the easternmost area of Midland, on a vast ocean, a dark light had been sparkling.
"This is the plan made by my Abba when he was alive. I made some changes to his plan, and this is the flood-control mission we have now!"
Some people in the hall were whispering to each other. They looked at the black light and murmured in a low voice.
"The Final Void? Isn't that the Final Void? "
"Hmm, it's the Final Void. Is Si Wen Ming trying to draw the flood to the Final Void?"
Ji Hao was excited. He raised his head and looked at the sandbox. A few days ago, he listened to Si Wen Ming's plan, and was shocked by it for a long while. He wanted to know how these people in the hall would react if they knew about Si Wen Ming's plan!
"My flood-control mission is called 'All Streams to the Final Void'!" Pointing at the sandbox, Si Wen Ming said blandly, "In Midland, dredge the rivers, build the 'All Streams to the Final Void' great formation, speed up the flood flow, and let the flood flow into the Final Void as soon as possible."
Dazzling patterns emerged on the sandbox one after another, coiling on the ground like enormous dragons.
An indescribable sense of power surged out from the sandbox. Everyone who saw these patterns felt that their bodies were affected, that their blood flowed tens of times faster than before. If people in the hall weren't all strong, some of them would have exploded and died long ago.
"Build a great formation with rivers, force the flood to flow to the Final Void faster. At the same time, drive the water power in the air to gather towards the Final Void. The Final Void is a bottomless abyss. No matter how much water power comes from other worlds, it can't do anything to the Final Void. "
"But since Gong Gong has set up a great plan to put our humankind in danger, I can easily imagine that he won't sit and watch us control the flood-control mission." Si Wen Ming continued blandly, "Therefore, I need all Midland clans to gather their armies and wipe out the water-kind."
"More importantly, I need the elite forces of our humankind to defend the north, to prevent the non-humankind from invading."
Si Wen Ming turned around, glanced at Ji Hao, then seriously pointed at him and said, "Marquis Yao Ji Hao, lead the army in the north, and defend against the non-humankind!"
Ji Hao stood up, put the pair of magic fiery snakes into his sleeve, cupped his hands and politely bowed to Si Wen Ming, then responded with a respectful 'yes'.
'Gather the elite forces of our humankind to defend the north.' Ji Hao sighed silently. Si Wen Ming only told him half of the flood-control mission!
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