I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 414 - 207: Xinyi’s Tower Defense

"Sir, are you actually going to make such a decision?? This is merely a speculation! Just a guess, yet you want to reclaim a thousand local cities back to the State City?!"

The advisor abruptly stood up.

A nearby historian exclaimed: "Sir, you’re being so hasty. If it’s just a false alarm, not only will the Scaly Gate turn into a Nether Sect, with a bunch of rebellious elements parading inside, but I’m afraid other historical gates will also turn into Nether Sect, shouting at the court’s hidden agendas."

"Three thousand walls, scholars will all march... Even if those scholars only know how to read and engage in parading and bickering, they hardly do any meaningful work."

The historian spoke in a low voice: "To put it bluntly, you will become a disgrace in history!"

The historian’s words are always confined to history and never overstep.

But the history he narrates often implies certain warnings.

"I have no choice."

Xinyi Yun felt an insurmountable heaviness in his heart, "I am the king of Xinyi Continent, and as long as there’s any probability, I cannot gamble."

The current era is the consequence of countless historical accumulations.

One after another, ancient tombs pile up, these are historical remnants of various dynasties, the number of deceased keeps increasing, and there will eventually be a day of total upheaval.

The death of the Nine-State’s strongest Saint Jiu Shui is the critical moment of dynasty transition, chaos ensues.

If mishandled, the countless ancient tombs in history will fully emerge... The land will be riddled with scars, human civilization will decline, the entire land will become a dreadful prison.

This is a situation never seen in millions of years!

Chaos is approaching, he cannot retreat, his decisions concern the lives of billions in Xinyi Continent.

Yet in doing so.

Relocating a thousand local cities will surely garner more infamy, right?

Wouldn’t there again be those rebellious scholars like Dizzy parading in the streets?

He thought restlessly, hoping to withstand the pressure and see results from the Xirong Divine Craftsman.

...

...

The manor welcomed early spring.

All the snow on the snowy mountains completely melted.

The distant mountains lay bare, rocks and earth emerged from the receding ice and snow, along with sparsely scattered bare trees.

But given the resilience of plants in this world.

Within a week, the Desolate Mountain would be covered in greenery again, new flowers and grasses would grow.

"I can gather my corpse-colored mushrooms again."

In the canteen, the Food God muttered to himself, stirring a pot of thick soup with a spoon, "Winter has come, my corpse-colored mushrooms were already used up."

"Always researching your tobacco." Shao Chaikun jabbed.

"You don’t understand, tobacco and wine are the number one technology."

The Food God mused.

Unfortunately, his favorite mushroom gatherer — Dizzy, has already disappeared, gone next door to flaunt, and preparing to awaken...

This left him distressed.

Everyone agreed to be employees in the canteen together, yet you ran off solo?

Even the Xinyi Continent City has become a temporary Capital City.

The Saint temporarily resides, if Dizzy, the Eunuch, truly wins the favor of the Last Saint...

Dizzy would become the real Wei Zhongxian of the Eastern Depot?

The more the Food God thought, the more his teeth ached!

The previous Dizzy baby flew off, leaving me behind, stuck in place.

The vinegar in his heart spilled all over, adding quite the flavor to the canteen.

Luckily, he no longer needed Dizzy to gather mushrooms, the manor had plenty of embers, and they established a new ember wild vegetable gathering team.

"Sigh, seeing Dizzy getting rich is even harder to bear than losing money."

These two chatted while serving dishes and meals to others.

Only for the evening bonfire party did the blacksmiths gather to eat in the plaza.

Breakfast and lunch were in the canteen.

Due to everyone’s work, routines do not align, they take turns eating, similar to a school canteen system.

You could even see some blacksmiths coming here at three or four to order fried noodles and roasted chicken legs.

At this moment.

In the canteen, Jiucai Rong and Night Mad Cultivator sat on chairs eating.

The two were dressed like elite individuals, wearing black-framed glasses, with a communication token hanging from their waist.

"Is Yan Shuangying ready to set sail, has the mobility of the mines been tested?" Jiucai Rong asked.

Night Mad Cultivator said: "Tested, that magic copper vein is also connected to the earth vein, continuously regenerating, like the earth-bound spirit’s principle, if the earth-bound spirit can be moved, so can the mine vein."

Jiucai Rong nodded: "That’s good."

If the mine vein and manor can move, they could leave Pingchang City.

Of course.

If the Manor Master’s suggestion succeeds, Pingchang City would already move to Xinyi Continent City.

Pingchang City and Sword Casting Manor, when disaster strikes each flies on their own.

"So, this is a big gamble."

Night Mad Cultivator said: "We collect the Thousand Cities, gather power... Success would be best, we would be the saviors of Xinyi Continent, with an unprecedented reputation, if failed, gathering their Thousand Cities, getting wiped out by the aftermath of those who assassinated Saints, we would be the largest anti-human force."

This is a high-stakes gamble.

If failed, in outsiders eyes: accumulate Thousand Cities, arrive at State City, and be wiped out by assassins in one fell swoop.

Anyone would suspect they’re rebels, No-Life Sect’s internal agents, conducting such anti-human activities.

Those thousand cities are living human lives.

"Therefore, this round of State City defenses must not fail." Jiucai Rong earnestly said: "Our manor operates as a management game, now that we’ve taken on the defense order, we must do a thorough job!"

Night Mad Cultivator whispered: "This Xinyi Continent City’s layout, we should hire Lan Zhou, treat it as a tower defense layout, right?"

"I think it works!"

"Still need to hire professionals, our manor’s technology is falling behind now."

"Doukou Hong must be hired! Their spiritual root inventory is truly vast, any type of Divine Techniques, whatever style, they can assemble it for you."

In their eyes.

Doukou Hong = Doraemon.

It’s the super plug-in offered by the planners!

The Doukou family is probably secretly adjusting the spiritual root database.

They learn spiritual root fusion experience through feedback data from the manor.

They’re arranging and combining all their stored spiritual roots, trying to craft tens of thousands of new tricks.

Even Jiucai Rong and Night Mad Cultivator believe.

This Doukou Hong family is simply the chosen one! Epic level upgrade!

It’s too absurd.

They must be crazily crafting combinations at home, unsure what good magical artifacts or Divine Techniques they’ve produced.

But they’re not in a rush!

Without our artifact spirit, Doukou Hong is like skilled women unable to cook without rice.

Of course.

This is under the condition that others haven’t researched out the fusion of artifact spirit.

Though all blacksmiths know.

Sooner or later, the true Divine Doctor experts of Nine-State will crack this problem, breaking their monopoly.

At that time, Nine-State will usher in the mythic era of Immortal Artifact explosion!

Of course, when other Divine Craftsmen feel they’ve caught up, their manor will launch the next version of Five-Cycle Immortal Artifact.

Leaving them baffled again, striving to chase.