Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 799 - 46 The Plan that Sounds Absurd

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Chapter 799: Chapter 46 The Plan that Sounds Absurd

"Thousand-Year Dynasty World? Can humans even live there?"

Wang Yunxiao originally thought he could accept the plan as long as it wasn’t too outrageous.

But after reading just a few lines on the first page, he couldn’t hold it in anymore.

"We can’t live there, but they can."

In response to the doubts raised by the audience, Xia Yubing patiently explained.

"These people come from another world line. To them, that world is the Real World, but from our point of view, they are no different from the native inhabitants of the Thousand-Year Dynasty World."

"In their world, the feudal dynasty hasn’t been overthrown yet, and it lacks the influence of Extraordinary Powers. It’s similar to how inland cities and remote rural villages function on our side—rigid cognition prevents them from being eroded by Echo."

Low SAN value means they can’t perceive Cthulhu, huh?

"The Thousand-Year Dynasty World’s environment isn’t suitable for human habitation, but it’s not impossible to live there. With sufficient support, temporary resettlement is achievable. As for the follow-up relocation plan, please see the second page..."

"New Continent?"

When Wang Yunxiao first transmigrated, he’d heard of this New Continent, but he didn’t know its exact location.

It’s definitely not Australia—it isn’t on the map.

There’s no Baidu search engine in this era either. Local news can barely be gathered from newspapers, but getting updates from the nearby Capital City takes overnight dispatches, or even several days. The Southern regions? Don’t even bother.

But everyone in Tianmen knows: among the President’s twenty armies, one overseas corps has been stationed in the New Continent for years. Earlier this year, they seized territory named Parrot Island from the French, a land reportedly as vast as Jizhou.

Sending people there makes perfect sense—it’s said the place is incredibly barren, with more tigers in the woods than humans.

You’re asking why not send them over directly?

Brother, do you think you’re Doraemon? Gonna pull a ship out of your pants?

And these folks—peasants who might never have left their hometown—treat cornmeal porridge like treasure. Put them on a ship, and if half survive the months-long journey, you’ll need divine blessings.

Even Africa-specialized farming tools couldn’t endure such chaos.

"Is there habitable space over there in the Thousand-Year Dynasty World?"

Actually, there is—just outside the Imperial City wall, there’s a plethora of vacant residences.

The problem is, that area experiences hauntings every fifteenth night—not just one or two ghosts, but full-scale monster sieges, Sis!

"People can live there, and the Great Wilderness Nomads issue has largely been addressed now."

Xia Yubing’s response immediately caused an uproar among the crowd.

Everyone who’s trained in that cursed place knows its horrors.

To be precise, it’s not a naturally formed Phantom Realm; as its name suggests, it’s "a world yearning to perpetuate the Thousand-Year Dynasty."

It’s a nightmare.

A deep chasm between the oppressed commoners and the royalty and nobility.

Unless perceptions drastically change, it’s almost impossible to reconcile those contradictions.

"The Emperor has already fallen. The Dynasty has collapsed. Around the Imperial City, several large-scale townships are starting to emerge, giving the Great Wilderness Nomads new opportunities."

Xia Yubing stated solemnly, "Some of the forces behind these towns are hostile to us. But as long as they don’t actively invade the Real World, we’re not planning to eradicate them for now."

Translation into plain language: Their bones are too hard to gnaw, and going to war would be more trouble than it’s worth. If they’re willing to bow down, we’ll tolerate them for now.

"There are also certain factions we can engage and win over—for instance, near West Spring Mountain... Has anyone ventured out of town towards West Spring Mountain?"

Wang Yunxiao instinctively raised his hand, drawing curious stares from the crowd.

Wait... what’s this? You guys haven’t been there?

Normally, fresh recruits sent for training in the Thousand-Year Dynasty World don’t leave the city.

Firstly, time is too short. Even with the Chess Herald opening the door, staying overnight on the fifteenth is as much as they can manage.

By dawn, you’re stuck and can’t return.

Secondly, there’s nothing outside the city—why leave?

But Wang Yunxiao wasn’t like the others. He and Veronica happened to join King Mu’s Mansion’s entourage once when they welcomed a Princess back to the court. They followed the large crowd out for a brief tour.

Really, it was just a walk-around—they didn’t do anything.

"The Sun Family Town on West Spring Mountain has now gathered tens of thousands of Nomads. Even the land has begun recovering some vitality, making survival conditions almost identical to the Mortal World. And according to intelligence, the Mountain God worshipped by the local residents has recently undergone Transformation and can now protect the area from erosion moving forward. Conveniently, we also have a Navy elite company operating nearby."

Xia Yubing’s gaze shifted to Wang Yunxiao: "Section Chief Wang, since you’re familiar with the paths, this reconnaissance mission will be entrusted to you. Go check the specific situation there. If possible, try to contact the local Mountain God and obtain her consent so we can relocate people there."

I’m not familiar! 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

I just took a stroll! Wasn’t even my idea—someone brought me along!

Wang Yunxiao wanted to curse, but deep down he knew, if he refused, he’d have to suggest a better plan.

Does he have one?

No!

Then whatever task the superiors assign, just follow orders and get it done.

Wang Yunxiao thought briefly before saying, "I’ll go, but I’ll need logistical and intelligence support from the Special Service Bureau—at minimum, a Chess Herald to guide the way."

You’re thinking of Chen Yan? Chen Yan hasn’t recovered yet.

Wang Yunxiao had learned his lesson—he would never show off his personal Chess Herald in front of outsiders.

"No need to worry about that; the Astronomy Bureau will provide support for this matter," Xia Yubing affirmed with a nod. "If no one else has questions, then we’ll adjourn the meeting and proceed according to Step One for the relocation plan. Based on the Astronomy Bureau’s intel, we only have less than a week to handle the current tasks. After one week, the homecoming project will enter its next phase."

"Please prepare yourselves mentally. At that point, we will deploy main forces to another world line."

"Let me briefly introduce the situation on the other side."

Liu Zhihan took the microphone and spoke in a deep voice. "The timeline over there is set in the Western calendar year 1901. The Allied Forces composed of the Great Powers have just ended a war and signed an exceedingly humiliating unequal treaty with the domestic Imperial Court. Not only must they pay massive war reparations, but a large number of local resistance civilians are enduring both Imperial Court and Foreigners’ joint suppression."

"Two-thirds of Tianmen City’s land has already been divided into concessions by various countries. Coastal defense cannons have been completely dismantled, and in the concessions, foreign jurisdiction supersedes Imperial law. Foreigners can freely slaughter Tianmen People without bearing any repercussions."

"To put it bluntly, this operation is non-negotiable—it’s imperative that we do not use violence against the Foreigners. Though they lack Extraordinary Powers and are vulnerable to us, the domestic Imperial Court is even more hopeless. After we leave, any retaliation by Foreigners will inevitably fall upon innocent civilians."