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Volume 1, Ascension Conference, Chapter 23: I knew he would never be honest

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    "Okay, now I'll let Zhan Ziye demonstrate to you the efficacy of the Gate of All Beings. As for the story background of the illusion there are some ready-made scripts here for you to choose from."

    In front of the Gate of All Living Beings, Yuan Chaonian handed more than a dozen jade slips to Elder Lingjian with an expressionless face. Liu Xian exchanged glances with his junior brothers and sisters, and then casually took one out of them.

    Yuan Chaonian said: "The poison spreads a very interesting script, Midnight, get ready."

    "Yes, Master"

    While speaking, the door to all living beings opened, Zhan Ziye was swallowed by a suction force, and then the door suddenly closed.

    Yuan Chaonian cast a spell to project the illusion in the door for people around him to watch.

    The content of the fantasy is very simple: in order to collect the souls and flesh of living creatures, a group of devils from the Demon Cult have released a deadly poison in a certain kingdom. This poison is so evil that those who are poisoned will become walking zombies, and they will harbor evil thoughts towards living beings.  Deep hatred, and at the same time, the poisoned person will become a breeding ground for the poisonous poison, carrying a large amount of poisonous poison in the body. Once an ordinary person is attacked and injured by the poisoned person, he will also be poisoned and turn into a walking zombie.

    And Zhan Ziye appeared in a prosperous city that was deeply affected by the poison. It was the largest city in the Black Country outside the capital. There were already a lot of signs of infection in the villages and towns in the suburbs. The city gates were currently closed, but there was still no guarantee.  Security in the city.  In the corner where the guards could not see, the poison seemed to have begun to spread.

    Zhan Ziye is not a white man who fell from the sky, but directly becomes the lord of a city to face this dangerous situation.

    After entering the illusion, Zhan Ziye didn't hesitate too much. He immediately walked out of the city and collected poison samples in the suburban villages and towns. He was a foundation-building monk with amazing strength and didn't care about the poison infection at all.

    After collecting the samples, he returned to the city, mobilized all resources, and began to develop an antidote.

    As the most outstanding monk of the younger generation of the Wanfa Immortal Sect, he is also the most talented scholar. The difficulty of this illusion is not too high. Although the poison that spreads wantonly is powerful, it is still within the scope of his abilities.

    Of course, the cracking work will take a certain amount of time. During this period, he issued several decrees, requiring a high degree of martial law in the city.  And half a month later, when the poison had inevitably spread in the city on a large scale, so that no laws could prevent the city from falling, Zhan Ziye's antidote was also completed.

    The city was hopeless, so he left without mercy and sent the antidote to the capital. Then he used the resources of the kingdom's capital to start a long, painful, but destined-to-win war. During this period, the Demon Cult evolved repeatedly.  The poisons were all eliminated one by one by Zhan Ziye. In the final battle, Zhan Ziye used all kinds of methods to defeat the leader of the Demon Cult with his own hands, thus establishing a complete victory.

    In the illusion, time flies. When the last poisoned person in the kingdom is cured by the antidote, the illusion ends automatically. Zhan Ziye tiredly walked out of the Gate of All Living Beings and smiled at his master.

    "It's done."

    Yuan Chaonian nodded, full of relief.

    This illusion is not difficult, but it is not that easy to pass it smoothly. The leader of the Demon Sect is a golden elixir monk, and he has many fierce generals under his command. If you want to rely on your cultivation to defy the heavens in the illusion, it is simply courting death. But without cultivation, alone  You can't survive in this crisis-ridden world by relying on sweet words.  Zhan Ziye not only has the superb academic ability to crack the poison, but also has the superb cultivation to lead the army to fight against the demon sect. The entire script was completed with crispness, and he is worthy of the title of the senior brother of Wanfa Xianmen.

    Yuan Chaonian turned his head and looked at Wang Lu with a gloomy expression: "It's your turn."

    Wang Lu smiled: "Now, it's time to witness the miracle."

    Then the door to all living beings opened wide, and Wang Lu strode in.

    It was still the crisis of poison, still under the crisis, in the prosperous city at dusk, Wang Lu came to the mansion as the lord of the city, and beside him was the city lord's staff team, and the people who managed the city together.  city ??bureaucracy.

    "Sir, the situation is getting worse" A middle-aged and thin man reported the latest progress to the city lord expressionlessly. The situation was indeed getting worse, but he was not worried. As an aristocratic bureaucrat, he did not have to  He defends the city with the untouchables. Once the situation worsens, he can quickly escape in a brisk carriage. In fact, most people present have the same idea. In his opinion, the city lord is no different.

    However, Wang Lu simply listened to the report and laughed: "The situation is not that bad. The number of people currently infected, including suburban villages and towns, is less than 10% at most."

    ¡°But it¡¯s spreading very quickly,¡± one aide added.

    "So? You want to persuade me to take it easy and make preparations as soon as possible? You guys are so innocent and evil. You just leave a mess and leave. Where will you go? Do you think that after such a big thing, this country is so big?  Is there a place for you? Do you want to say that you have a strong background and can survive this disaster? Yes, you will be safe in the capital for the next few decades?In old age, being ridiculed by the superiors and cursed by the inferiors, as long as you can deal with it indifferently, you can indeed survive. It's a pity that you want to be a dog, but I don't.  On the contrary, in my opinion, this is simply a God-given opportunity. If this poisonous plague can be properly handled, how can the prosperity and wealth of the people present be limited to this mere city in the future?  "

    A bureaucrat frowned: "But this matter is strange, the poison is very powerful, and it is beyond our ability to crack the poison."

    "What does it matter? Just do what you can. Lao Li, you are in charge of the city's health care. I want you to do the following in the next few days"

    Next, Wang Lu was like a seasoned city lord, assigning tasks to every bureaucrat present. After receiving the order, everyone present felt their eyes light up.  Wang Lu's work arrangement shows a very clever skill, and many of the work plans are ingenious and refreshing. However, can this alone really defeat the poison?  After all, the current atmosphere in the city is such that everyone is in danger and everything is in disarray. No matter how good the policy is, it is difficult to advance it quickly.

    When everyone hesitated, Wang Lu said again: "Okay, next, those who hold official positions should come with me for a walk."

    "Take a trip?"

    "That's right. Go to a place where the disaster is serious to give a condolence speech. It's already this time, and the person in charge is still shrinking in the city lord's palace. What do you want the people below to think?"

    "But sir, the place where the disaster is serious is"

    "If you don't want to pull me down, but are willing to go, please find a place with me to practice first."

    Wang Lu dropped these words and immediately ordered all the guards to leave the city lord's mansion.

    This group of people came out of the city lord's palace suddenly, and the whole journey was like crazy. A group of bewildered bureaucrats and servants followed Wang Lu in panic.

    Finally, Wang Lu walked to a refugee gathering area in the city. There were more than a dozen abandoned houses, and hundreds of people were lying or sitting in a deserted area. These people had all fled from the poison-infested areas on the outskirts of the city. They were in a nightmare.  The experience troubles their minds and makes them unable to see hope.

    The arrival of Wang Lu and his entourage made them panic. How had the low-level untouchables ever seen so many officials arrive at once?  Some were stunned on the spot and were at a loss, some simply prostrated themselves on the spot, and some were so frightened that they cried.

    Wang Lu ignored all of this and went straight to a child who was standing with a yellow face and a skinny face. He hugged him affectionately and said with tears: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

    After that, there was a sensational speech. Wang Lu raised his hands and raised his feet, showing off his actor-like demeanor. Every word he uttered, every expression on his face, and every movement on his body made people involuntarily attracted to him, and his mood gradually became  Ups and downs follow.  The content of Wang Lu's speech was very simple, including that the country will not give up any of its people, including that the city lord's mansion will live and die with the people, including that the poisonous poison is only a temporary crisis that will eventually pass, including how everyone can maintain hygiene and order in a short period of time.  ¡­

    Everything struck a chord in the hearts of the refugees and ignited a spark of hope for them. Soon, cheers and thanksgivings came like a flood. Wang Lu¡¯s speech was like a wonderful illusion, turning those lifeless people away.  The passion of the people was also aroused.  When everyone looked up at Wang Lu with excitement and reverence, Wang Lu left with satisfaction.

    On the way, his expression quickly turned cold and indifferent: "You see, the people are actually very simple. Now even if I ask them to select a few people as living sacrifices, I'm afraid they can't pick them out Just do what I did just now.  , it will be much easier to fool them, and then we will go to those suburban villages and towns. That is the key part of the work, let them know that poison is not terrible, because the court is their solid backing.  , because we will live and die together. In short, we must rekindle their confidence. We cannot collapse without a fight. The number of people infected at present is less than one tenth. As long as the poison is isolated, there is actually nothing to fear. So what if it cannot be cracked?  ? There is no need for us to force the crackdown. As long as the spread of the poison is suppressed in time, the demon sect will have other people to deal with those demons. Otherwise, why would they need to be so sneaky in the villages and towns?  ?¡±

    If the accompanying bureaucrats have some enlightenment, a few simple-minded people are even more encouraged. Wang Lu's confident posture is like a beacon, making people around him shine with the light and rekindle their confidence.

    Maybe what Wang Lu said is true. This poison disaster is not an unsolvable misfortune. On the contrary, if it is handled properly, it will be a huge opportunity. In the future, all the glory and wealth will be here in one fell swoop.  Most of the people who have reached the position have a little bit of hard work. As long as the ratio of benefits to risks is large enough, they are not so timid.

    At this time, the morale was completely different. Although the crisis inside and outside the city remained the same, Wang Lu used a work meeting and an emotional speech to successfully build confidence among the bureaucrats.

    At this time, outside the Gate of All Living Beings, the onlookers had different expressions. The elders of the Spirit Sword Sect looked calm and not surprised, but the people of the Ten Thousand Fa Immortal Sect were almost shocked.

    This kingWhat is so sacred about ???

    Since being refined at the Gate of All Beings, the Poison Crisis Script has been used dozens of times. No one has ever been able to stir up morale so easily. In the past, there were Wanfa disciples who used soul-obsessing techniques to control people's hearts, but  There are tens of thousands of residents in the city, who can single-handedly control the hearts of the people?  And Wang Lu¡¯s last words were not wrong. In the setting of this script, the Demon Cult is not that strong. As long as the poison crisis can be successfully solved and suppressed before it spreads, there is no possibility of the Demon Cult becoming rampant.  , because the strength of the decent ones is not weak, if the demon sect cannot get enough benefits from the poison crisis, it will not have the strength to resist the anger of a country. Wang Lu's meeting and speech almost established this illusion.  The process of winning the game through experience was dignified and without any conspiracy. It was simply breathtaking.

    As for Zhan Ziye, who had just completed his training, his expression was even more gloomy. He thought that he had completed the training beautifully - he developed the antidote in the shortest time and compressed the power of the poisonous explosion to the maximum extent, making the Demon Sect not unstoppable  But compared to Wang Lu's ability to turn things around, it's nothing.

    As for Yuan Chaonian, he couldn't help but think of Wang Lu's previous shameless comment: "Isn't it just a toy?"

    It is not Wang Lu¡¯s turn to comment on whether the Gate of All Living Beings is a fairy treasure or not, but he does play with it as a toy, and playing with it so well is a naked demonstration.

    Naturally, everyone in the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect does not know how Wang Lu single-handedly founded a sect with tens of millions of people two years ago. Now, as the leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance sect, his experience as a leader may be greater than that of many leaders of the Immortal Cultivation Sect.  There is also a poisonous poison crisis. This situation is basically a side dish for simple porridge.

    Yuan Chaonian shook his head and thought: "Next, he only needs to wait for the situation to unfold slowly, grasp the general trend, and then he will naturally lead to victory. Even if the Demon Cult releases poison again, they will not be able to save themselves against such a clever city lord  ¡­In this round, I, the Wanfa Immortal Sect, may not be able to gain any advantage.¡±

    However, at this moment, in the illusion, Wang Lu began to unfold his mind.
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