Time flew by, and soon it was the New Year.
Ling Ping'an specially bought Spring Festival couplets and pasted them on the door of the bookstore.
The streets and alleys were also filled with the strong atmosphere of the New Year.
In the market of Jiangcheng City, many foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes also appeared.
They were all diplomatic envoys, family members, staff, and branches of major technology groups and companies in Jiangcheng City.
Jiangcheng City had gradually become an international metropolis of the Federal Empire.
The number of foreigners was increasing day by day.
In particular, researchers and technicians kept pouring in.
In just a few months, the housing prices in the central city had doubled.
In private, transcendent beings and even various foreign species began to appear in Jiangcheng City.
However, Ling Ping'an couldn't be bothered to care about these things.
Because he had more important things to deal with.
Apart from accompanying Auntie and Chu Weiwei to play games in the Southern Song Dynasty.
Ling Ping'an's main focus was on stabilizing himself.
This was because he discovered that he seemed to be able to perceive multiple space-times at the same time.
To be more precise, he was projecting his consciousness into the various worlds.
At the same time, he knew and led the actions of his own thoughts.
If necessary, it could descend at any time.
But he had never tried to do this before.
It wasn't that he couldn't, but he was still too inexperienced.
Just a baby.
It could be done, but it would definitely leave behind hidden dangers.
It was like a child running a marathon with dozens of kilograms of weight on his back.
No matter how talented he was, he would not be able to take it.
After pasting the Spring Festival couplets, Zhang Xuan returned to the bookstore.
The news was on TV.
"This station news: The first batch of immigrants who migrated from Jingchu have arrived at the capital of the Western Song Dynasty, New Bianjing, today … The richest man in the Western Song Dynasty, Chu An, the second assistant, Ning Dao, and others have personally come to the airport to welcome them …"
"It is reported that the settlement of this batch of immigrants has been determined …"
"The Xisong Kingdom has prepared the corresponding living facilities for the immigrants in the new Lin'an area!"
Ling Ping'an listened to the news and smiled.
In today's world, many things could no longer be hidden.
Especially after the stars fell on the mountain of Dongting, the ancient Cloud Dream Swampland gradually recovered.
The Xiang Fei Bamboos on both sides of the lake began to show signs of abnormalities.
As for Kunlun Mountain, although it was under long-term blockade and control, it was still far behind the stars.
But in the age of the Internet, nothing could be hidden for long.
One video after another was uploaded.
The spectacle of the spirit vein erupting and the scene of the dense spirit qi appeared in front of the public one after another.
More importantly, the Legend of Nightmare was constantly changing.
Every other week, thousands of game qualifications would be released around the world.
Although the Realm of Nightmare could restrict the participants of the Nightmare Game.
But he couldn't care less about others.
Moreover, there were so many Transcendents emerging continuously. As the Nightmare Worlds progressed one by one, colonel-level Transcendents, which were once extremely scarce, appeared like bamboo shoots after the rain.
The countries outside the Federal Empire were gradually losing control of the situation.
After all, Transcendents surpassed ordinary people.
A major could fight against a battalion of modern infantry.
In a small country like Kunlun Province or Sindhu, even if the entire country worked together, they might not be able to afford a modern infantry battalion.
As a result, a series of jaw-dropping farces took place in the small countries one after another.
It could be said that the top of the city wall was changing the king's flag.
Now, the lid had been completely lifted.
He couldn't hide it anymore.
Fortunately, the technology of the Federal Empire had also advanced by leaps and bounds.
The research on Transcendents and technology continued to advance.
In particular, from the alternate world of Earth, they had obtained many technologies that combined transcendent being and technology, causing the technological level of the Federal Empire to soar.
Now, the imperial capital had begun to install a new generation of transcendent being alert radar and early warning system.
The psionic energy photovoltaic power generation device had also begun to be installed on a large scale.
This allowed the local officials of the Blackguard to have the ability to mobilize at any time and fight continuously.
In short, the current world was commented by the newspapers and public opinion as an 'unprecedented change'!
This was how the people of the Federal Empire watched the chaos of the foreign transcendent being and then looked at their peaceful society.
Therefore, the people's hearts collectively changed to the Republican ideology.
Therefore, in the election that had just passed.
The Gonghe Party won 70% of the electoral votes in the territory.
In addition to the overseas kingdom, they won more than 80% of the electoral votes.
After a hundred years, the Gonghe Party once again won full power.
They had the power to nominate all cabinet members and also obtained the endorsement of the Emperor.
Therefore, at the Imperial Assembly of the Ministers and Ministers three days ago, they were officially authorized to form a cabinet.
The new cabinet members were also announced one after another.
They upheld the tradition, even if they won full power.
The Gonghe Party also nominated a second minister who had the ideology of the Datong Party and a supervising minister from the Datong Party area.
This was called a gentleman being harmonious but different.
It was also a compromise in a sense.
Naturally, public opinion from all sides praised the Gonghe Party's' gentleman's demeanor '.
Thinking of this, Ling Ping'an sat down at the counter.
He leaned against the chair, hugged his cat, and gently stroked the little guy's soft fur.
A soft call came into his ears.
"Fellow Daoist... Fellow Daoist..."
Ling Ping'an smiled and said, "Are you finally here?"
Thus, he closed his eyes.
In the next second, he had already appeared in the Baozhi Hall in Lin 'an City.
He was holding an official document in his hand.
It was an official document sent by the government in Lin 'an City.
The current Baozhi Hall had replaced the Zhao and Song officials.
It had completely taken over the affairs of the entire Lin 'an City.
And Xu Xuan had become the 'Emperor behind the scenes' and the 'Sitting Emperor' in the eyes of the Jin people.
The Zhao and Song officials had become the 'Emperor of Han Xian' and the 'Noble Township Duke'.
Almost everyone was waiting for this mysterious' Xu Xuan 'to take action.
The other states and counties of the Southern Song Dynasty also expressed their allegiance.
Every day, there would be letters from local officials, saying, 'If Duke Xu doesn't appear, what can the common people do?'
Even the Zhao officials expressed that they were willing to invite Duke Xu to enter the court and assist me.
Just waiting for Xu Xuan to nod his head, there would probably be a combination of powerful officials.
He didn't worship when he entered the court, he didn't worship when he was praised, he went up to the palace with his sword, added nine tin, and the military inside and outside...
But...
Xu Xuan, who was led by Ling Ping'an, didn't have this intention.
At this moment, he replaced Xu Xuan's consciousness and digested what had happened recently.
He put down the official document in his hand and knocked on a copper bell on the table.
A servant came in and said with incomparable respect, "What orders does Duke Ming have?"
Ling Ping'an controlled Xu Xuan and said, "Is there a Daoist priest outside the door who wishes to see you?"
"Yes!"
"Invite him in to talk!"
"Yes!"
A moment later, an old Daoist was brought in front of him.
The old Daoist opened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him. He revealed a happy expression and cupped his hands, "Fellow Daoist, how have you been?"
Ling Ping'an smiled, "Thanks to you, I'm fine!"
In his eyes, the old Daoist in front of him was just a bubble.
To be precise, it was just a shadow projected under the illumination of a brilliant palace lamp.
However, even if it was a shadow, his strength was beyond imagination.
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