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While Chen Weizheng was in a daze, Indefinite Cultivator struggled to break free and ran to the side. She knew she had dodged a bullet. Chen Weizheng ignored Indefinite Cultivator and turned his attention to the source of the sound.
A man in Mao Shijun's casual clothes walked out of the void. He was tall and skinny, with big hair, sharp eyebrows, and a resolute face.
"Old Deng!" Chen Weizheng laughed and went to greet him.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!" Deng Zhongsheng strode over. He even mimicked the Westerners, pressing his right hand to his left chest and bowing deeply.
Indefinite Cultivator stood to the side and looked at Deng Zhongsheng. This was the highest level of Spirit Body she had ever seen, Early-stage Immortal Spirit. An Immortal Spirit Body was equivalent to a Nascent Soul Cultivator. It was an invincible existence with endless immortality.
Chen Weizheng grabbed Deng Zhongsheng's right hand and held it tightly. "Why are you here?"
"I've been here since before New Year's Day, and as soon as I arrived, I ran into the Nanding Steel Mill incident. I saw you guys take down more than forty troublemakers, so I knew this place was safe. Then, I saw Old Hu dealing with the remaining superhumans, and I saw this little girl devouring the spirits like she was eating tofu. I knew there wouldn't be anything that could trouble them, so I was about to leave this place and go to Dragon Mountain City to play and chat with you. Then, I saw this person and decided to stay."
"Hua Ju, you did well. You notified the King immediately. This was the best way to avoid danger. Old Hu was a General and would rather die than admit defeat. If he fought with Indefinite Cultivator, he might have a chance, but he would lose in the end. The comparison of spiritual bodies is different from that of mortals. One level higher is one level higher, and one level higher is one level higher. There is no escaping it, and there is no way to fake it. " Deng Zhongsheng had brought them from the Ancient Battlefield to be vigilant in times of peace. Most of the time, he would criticize them as his subordinates.
Chen Weizheng smiled and looked at the people in front of him. Seeing Deng Zhongsheng criticize others as if he was a senior, he felt very close. It was as if he had returned to the Chen Clan's ancestral hall.
Indefinite Cultivator knew that he had to admit defeat. Otherwise, there was no chance of survival. Not to mention Chen Weizheng, he couldn't even fight Deng Zhongsheng.
Chen Weizheng took out a table and seven beach chairs from the space. He had everyone sit down and placed a few cans of Ge Yuan juice on the table. Seeing Chen Weizheng take out so many things out of thin air, Uncertain Sanren knew that this was the so-called storage space. Anyone who had a storage space was definitely not an ordinary person, and she became even more curious about Chen Weizheng.
"You've been living in the Gulf of Siam all these years?" Juada felt that he was responsible and suitable to ask these questions.
"Yes. I remember the last time I left the island was when the Japanese entered the Gulf of Siam. I came out to take a look and nothing happened. The French and the Japanese were talking and laughing as they handed over Vietnam. The Vietnamese were quite happy. I don't know why they were so happy. Isn't it just a change of master?" Indefinite Cultivator said.
"That was in 1940." Chen Weizheng explained, "In September 1940, the Japanese forced the French to sign a military agreement. They forced the French government to allow the Japanese to enter the area north of the Red River. They also gave up Hanoi, Haiphong, and Cam Ranh Bay to the Japanese."
"1940, 2023, 83!" Jiaozi's math was good.
"When I was alive, my surname was Li. I was part of the royal family of the Li Dynasty. A thousand years ago, the Li Dynasty destroyed Li Chaoxing. I was not spared and perished with them. I don't know if it was because Ox-Head and Horse-Face were too busy and couldn't take care of me, leaving me as a spirit. I drifted overseas and lived on a small island in the Gulf of Siam for a thousand years. Maybe it was because I liked Elder Huang's techniques when I was alive. It was this bit of Elder Huang's techniques that protected my spirit and allowed me to live for a thousand years. " Indefinite Cultivator said, "The Li Dynasty is gone, the Li Dynasty is gone. Now, even Vietnam is gone. It has become Shin Myung Province's three provinces, North Vietnamese, Middle Vietnamese, and South Vietnamese. It's really like the sea has turned into mulberry fields!"
"Your country changed masters. Don't you have any thoughts? Don't you feel bad at all? "Juada asked.
"My country has changed masters countless times over the past thousand years. I'm used to it! It's not the first time it's been split into two or three provinces. I think that from today onwards, Vietnam will no longer be an independent existence. It will be completely integrated into the large family of Shin Myung Province. We will grow together and prosper together. After a thousand years, looking back, perhaps this was the best choice. It was also the best home for Vietnam, "Indefinite Cultivator said with emotion.
This was the first time Chen Weizheng had heard this theory. He had never looked at this problem from the perspective of a thousand years. Hearing Indefinite Cultivator say this, he suddenly felt enlightened. If he had felt any guilt about swallowing up the Indochina Peninsula before, it no longer existed now. In the past, he only knew that history was written by the victors. Only now did he know that history was not written by the victors, but by history. History had its own inherent driving force. No matter how the victors twisted it or rewrote it, there would be a day when history would return to its original nature. No matter how powerful the victors were, in the face of history, it was only a short moment. Twisting, rewriting, and all actions against history would be extremely childish and laughable in the eyes of a thousand years later.
Deng Zhongsheng was also very shocked by Indefinite Cultivator's words. His purpose in coming to Shin Myung Province was to discuss with Chen Weizheng how to unite Shin Myung Province with China to help reverse the country's economic downturn and restore the glory of the Han and Tang dynasties. Indefinite Cultivator's words made him think deeply. With his face, if he came to beg Chen Weizheng, Chen Weizheng would definitely help him. What could he do with 100 billion or even 100 billion? What could he achieve by helping him set up a few factories? When Chen Weizheng left Gu Yi City, he did not take any of the enterprises in Gu Yi City with him. They were all left behind. In the end, not a single one was left. They were all finished. Even if more factories were built, the result would probably be the same.
Reincarnation, Deng Zhongsheng thought of this word, wave theory. He seemed to have read this word in a book. In China, the waves of the economic tide might have reached the bottom. The wave was right in front of them, but they just did not see it. Chen Weizheng's population control theory seemed to be very useful at the moment. The poll tax system also seemed to be very effective at the moment. Perhaps in another ten years, China's large population theory would completely defeat Chen Weizheng's population control theory. Or perhaps at that time, the rapidly expanding Chinese population would become too dense and become a torrent of people that would rush into the grasslands in the north. Like a raging torrent, they would rush into the Danube River, the Nile River, and the Atlantic Ocean. Wherever the wave pointed, it would sweep away all obstacles.
At that time, no matter how advanced the technology was or how prosperous the economy was, the small Shin Myung Province would not be able to resist this invincible wave of people. In front of this wave of people, everything would be washed clean. Deng Zhongsheng looked at Chen Weizheng and sighed. Who knows what will happen in the future!
Chen Weizheng did not know that in this minute, Deng Zhongsheng's heart had already turned so many twists and turns. He had already decided not to talk about cooperation and development, and to let nature take its course.
When Hu Yada saw Indefinite Cultivator and heard Indefinite Cultivator's theory about the change of ownership, he understood why he could not hate the remnants of the Qing Dynasty. On the contrary, he sympathized with them. The reason was simple. They were the same as him. They were also the remnants of history.
Xiao Jiaozi asked the Wandering Cultivator if she had ever seen an immortal after living for a thousand years.
The Wandering Cultivator shook her head and pointed at Deng Zhongsheng. If they were talking about immortals, then there was one in front of her. He had already entered the Immortal level. According to the theory, he should be considered an immortal. Moreover, he was the only immortal she had seen so far.
Deng Zhongsheng said that he was able to cultivate to this level because of the rich resources of the Lion Rock. There were so many spiritual bodies that even if you did not devour them, they would take the initiative to fuse with you. Living in an environment full of spiritual energy every day, it was hard not to improve. He looked at Xiao Jiaozi and said that seeing Xiao Jiaozi reminded him of someone, an old friend who had died in the Battle of Xiangjiang. Xiao Jiaozi told Deng Zhongsheng that she was no longer interested in finding out whose daughter she was. This was because after ninety years, even if her parents had survived, their bones would have been broken, not to mention people who had died. Now, she regarded herself as a person of Shin Myung Province, a spiritual body of Shin Myung Province. She had a strong sense of belonging in Shin Myung Province. This was her home.
Juada also felt this way. Hua Ju and Hua Wei nodded in agreement.
The east was daybreak, and Deng Zhongsheng got up to leave. Chen Weizheng invited him to stay in Longshan for a while, but Deng Zhongsheng refused. "The purpose of my visit was to see you guys. Now that I've seen you guys, this trip has not been in vain."
Chen Weizheng knew that Deng Zhongsheng's realm was not something he could explore, so he didn't dare ask him to stay. They said goodbye and took care of each other.
The Vagabond Cultivator also took the opportunity to leave. Chen Weizheng took out a storage pouch from his space and handed it to the Vagabond Cultivator. "It was fate that brought us together. This is a small gift to show my respect and to remember you. Come back when you have time. This is your old home. For a thousand years, the grass and flowers did not turn green in the Li Dynasty, nor did they turn red in the Ruan Dynasty. The mountains did not change, and the water flowed naturally. It was still that mountain range and that river. "
The Vagabond Cultivator looked at the storage pouch in his hand, shocked by Chen Weizheng's generosity. He knew that this item was very precious. With it, his cultivation life would take a qualitative leap. He bowed deeply and said, "I dare not disobey the Monarch's orders." From then on, he regarded himself as a person of Shin Myung Province.
"Old Deng came with an idea, but he left with an idea," Juada said.
"Old Deng was anxious. He was anxious when he saw China's current situation." Chen Huaju said, "I heard that the current chairman is a descendant of Old Deng's old friend. He might want to help the younger generation."
"The younger generation has their own fortune. Old Deng can't not understand even this, right?" Chen Huawei said.
"It's not that he can't understand. It's just that it's hard to watch." Chen Huaju said, "Shin Myung Province is changing with each passing day. It's a bit exciting."
"Then why didn't he say anything and just leave?" Chen Huawei asked.
"He thought it through." Juada said, "He's already been dead for ninety years. The matters of the living should be taken care of by the living."
Chen Weizheng smiled and said, "It's not like that. He's even more confused. Because he doesn't know how history will write about them a thousand years from now. He's a bit obsessed! "
"Big brother, how will history be written a thousand years from now?" Xiao Jiaozi asked.
"Who knows what will happen a thousand years from now?" Chen Weizheng replied, "Only people like the Vagabond Cultivator know. But for someone who can live a thousand years, who cares about history?"
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