Wangjing, the former capital of the Yun Nation, had once again regained its prosperity after three years of war.
Many people lived a befuddled life.
What the commoners talked about the most was the half-veiled woman in Qingyi Alley, the romantic affairs of the scholars, and the extravagant spending of money by Taiwanese businessmen.
It was as if everyone had consciously forgotten that the world above them had changed.
Or rather, it was the nature of the people of the Yun Nation to live a befuddled life.
Although there was still a gap compared to a few years ago, the people of Wangjing could still find some comfort in it. It seemed that nothing had changed.
They only needed to ignore the tall and strong men that appeared from time to time in the city.
As long as they didn't violate the few simple rules set by the aboriginals.
Then, everything would remain the same.
Naturally, the few simple rules of the aboriginals became a point of ridicule for the aboriginal barbarians.
However, for most people, the fewer the rules, the better.
At noon, the sun shone down and scorched their bodies.
The arrogant soldiers at the city gate were now obediently inspecting the pedestrians and caravans.
On top of the city gate, there was a team of aboriginal burly men wearing leather armor and carrying steel knives.
At the moment, there were about 100 people queuing outside the city gate. Among them, three caravans accounted for half of them. There were also a few carriages with unknown people in them, and the rest were commoners with traces of weathering.
Occasionally, the people would look up and see the burly men standing on top of the city gate. The irritation that was caused by the scorching sun seemed to have been doused with a basin of ice water. No matter who they were, they could only wait and queue.
"Those barbarians." A young man put down the curtain and snorted.
"It's already much better than what we originally thought, isn't it?" an old man said faintly.
"Compared to a few decades ago, the aboriginals are already quite restrained. Their methods are also hard and soft. If this continues, the Yun Nation will no longer exist in a hundred years."
Seeing the young man's nonchalant expression, the old man's expression became serious. "If I find out that you are in contact with those people again, I will kick you out of the family."
"Got it," the young man replied with his head lowered.
Seeing that the young man had agreed, the old man closed his eyes to rest.
Not long after, he heard chaotic noises coming from outside.
The old man opened his eyes and asked unhappily, "What happened?"
"I'll go take a look." The moment the young man got out of the carriage, he heard a "tututu" sound. He turned his head to look behind him and his jaw dropped. He saw a bunch of strange-looking mounts covered in iron armor squeezing forward from the back. There was an aboriginal sitting on the back of each of the mounts, and there was another aboriginal sitting on the back of the carriage that they were pulling.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"
The people lining up to enter the city made way for him.
"Yan Nan!"
Hearing the shouts from the carriage, the young man took another look at the strange armored mounts before entering the carriage.
"Father, it's a group of ancient race tribesmen. However, their mounts are really weird."
"How so?" The old man was noncommittal. It was recorded in the ancient books that there were all kinds of ferocious beasts in the Sixty Thousand Mountains.
"It doesn't seem to be alive!"
The young man thought about it and confirmed, "That's right, it's not alive."
The old man was taken aback. He pulled open the curtain at the side and turned his head to look behind him. All he saw was a strange thing emitting smoke moving toward him.
The old man stared at the strange thing until it passed by him. He was finally sure that it was just as Yan Nan had said — it wasn't alive.
Below it were carriage-like wheels. There was no traction, but it could move on its own.
Furthermore, the carriage that it was pulling was at least a few times larger than the ox-cart.
This thing was really strong.
Then came the second one, the third one, and a total of thirty of them passed by him and entered Wang Capital without stopping.
No one was surprised that no one dared to stop the aboriginals from entering the city.
Everyone's attention wasn't on them. Instead, they were on those weird things. After the aboriginals left, the people who were hiding at the side returned to the path. Smelling the weird odor, they were all surprised. "That's right. That's right.
The 30 tractors entering the city caused quite a commotion in Wang Capital. Many people scrambled to avoid these "monsters" and gathered together to discuss them after they left.
As for the people on the tractors, they were very proud of themselves.
They had learned two words from Zhao Prince Consort. One was "galloping like lightning" and the other was "flashy".
Although these tractors weren't galloping like lightning, they were flashy enough for them to show off.
Unfortunately, they were in front of the people of the Yun Nation and not in Lan City.
However, they would return very soon.
These 30 tractors created a huge splash in Wang Capital. Ten days later, the caravan brought back some news that really set off a storm in Wang Capital.
It would only take three days to travel from Lan City to Pingdu and two days to travel from Pingdu to Wangjing, which could carry more than five ox carts of goods.
Furthermore, only one or two people would be needed.
Before this, it would take at least 15 days to transport the goods.
Anyone with a bit of knowledge would know what this meant.
Furthermore, it would only take five days to transport the aboriginal army from Lan City to Wang Capital.
This speed made their hairs stand on end.
The consumption of rations was also extremely low, and it allowed the soldiers to maintain their full strength.
For some people, their faces turned ugly when they heard this news. Fortunately, there weren't many of these things at the moment. Otherwise, they would be able to sleep.
However, if they knew that the aboriginals were currently building a strange thing that could allow an army to travel from Lan City to the Yun Nation in two days and carry a large number of military supplies, they would have gone to bed right now.
Some people were worried, and naturally, some were happy.
Many merchants' eyes lit up when they found out about this so-called "transportation tool." In particular, the price was only 200 taels of silver, which made them wish they could immediately grow wings and fly to Lan City to order a batch.
Unfortunately, Lan City had temporarily closed the reservation and would only open again in at least half a year.
Many people had already planned to send people to reserve some when the time came.
With this thing, the speed of transporting goods would be greatly increased, and the time and manpower consumed would be reduced by more than half!
As for the ordinary people, they were more surprised that there was such a thing in this world and that it had appeared in Dayao. For a period of time, people were everywhere discussing this strange tool that could move on its own without the help of animals. The more they talked about it, the more outrageous it became. It could travel 500 kilometers in a day and 800 kilometers in a night, its head was bigger than a city gate, and it could spit fire when it opened its mouth …
The words "Zhao Prince Consort" were once again heard by everyone.
…
Ren Baqian put down the information on the repercussions caused by the tractor in various places.
These were all within his expectations. Many of them were even personally arranged by him, such as those in the countryside.
The results were very good, but it was a pity that it would take at least a few years to achieve his goal.
His short-term goal was still the aboriginals in the Sixty Thousand Mountains.
After pondering for a while, Ren Baqian picked up another stack of papers. This was what the empress threw at him. It was the registration form for returning home.
Lu Xu, ranked 56th in the world. Spirit Wheel. Condensed a Heaven-grade weapon.
Handled by: Blood Sea Demon.
Chen Yuanping, ranked 73rd in the world. Spirit Wheel. Condensed a Heaven-grade weapon.
Handled by: Blood Sea Demon.
Zhao Zhaozhao, ranked 75th in the world. Spirit Wheel. Condensed a Heaven-grade weapon.
Handled by: Blood Sea Demon.
Liu Yiyi, ranked 83rd in the world. Spirit Wheel. Condensed a Heaven-grade weapon.
Handled by: Blood Sea Demon.
Murong Qing, ranked 88th in the world. Spirit Wheel. Condensed a Heaven-grade weapon.
Handled by: Blood Sea Demon.
Dong Cheng, not on the list of experts. Tian Lun.
It had been a few months. Looking at the stack of membership forms in his hands, Ren Baqian wanted to give Blood Sea Demon a thumbs up.
His actions and work efficiency were enough for Ren Baqian to award him a model worker medal.
Of course, Ren Baqian wasn't sure how many of these people really wanted to join and how many only wanted to join because he held a knife to their necks.
In any case, according to the notes from the Rearguard Commandery, half of them fought with Blood Sea Demon.
And now, Blood sea Old Devil was heading towards Coiling Dragon Valley. That was his old enemy. Blood sea Old Devil had been entangled with them for dozens of years. Every time, it would be one against the other, or a group of them against him. Now, he finally had a helper.
Zhao Zhaozhao and Murong Qing went with Blood Sea Demon.
Ren Baqian was more interested in Dong Cheng.
It had been a few years since he came to this world, but this was the first time he saw a Heaven Wheel practitioner.
The Heaven Wheel was the only way to advance from the Earth Wheel level to the Spirit Wheel level. It was also known as the Path to Heaven. Rushing through the gates of heaven would allow one to be reborn. If one couldn't, one would remain an Earth Wheel expert for the rest of their life.
Generally, a practitioner would only stay at the Heaven Wheel level for a short period of time, ranging from a month to a year or two at most.
They would either soar to the sky or fall to the ground. Therefore, practitioners at this stage would focus on their cultivation, which was extremely rare.
The reason why Blood Sea Old Ghost reported this person was because of his potential.
Heaven Wheel at the age of 23.
Although he was far from being comparable to someone like Li Yuanzhu, he still had great potential.
If everything went well, he would be able to reach the Spirit Wheel level within a year or two.
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