I'm Crowdfunding an Empire in Another World

"Perhaps we can establish a nation here." Under the gaze of a motley crowd, Xia Lan O'Gullos planted the Ink Sea Dragon Banner on Bolavis, which was still a desolate island. No one beli...

Chapter 135 Phase 2

God lowered the sky, but why is there only the sad song of the sea?

——Opera The Storm Falls

Early summer arrived, and Xia Lan was busy on Hanyue Island for nearly a month until she completely received the generous dowry and finally had some free time.

Xia Lan was not worried about the fact that Dawn City had Melvin as the Prime Minister of the Cabinet, but the situation in the Baltic Sea was complicated and he had to deal with it carefully.

The spice fields on the island have been cultivated under the leadership of the Frost Moon Knights. They are all extraordinary people and have participated in land reclamation. They do not have the arrogance and reserve unique to nobles or extraordinary people.

Starting from the coast, the endless terraces are all covered with hard-working serfs. They were brought by the nobles who fled to Hanyue Island and belonged to their private property.

Although Xia Lan didn't like it, she didn't abolish it immediately. Instead, she used the boiling frog method to slowly solve the problem.

The consumption potential of these serfs is too small to release the market of Hanyue Island at all. However, since you have accepted the legacy of the old era, you should not be picky.

If these nobles were not really desperate and were not the son-in-law of Ash Mido, they would not be so loyal to him.

In Hanyue Castle, the thorn dragon flag danced quietly in the wind. Xia Lan lay on the rocking chair on the balcony, drinking tea like a true noble lord, while admiring the hard work of the serfs outside the castle.

"Are you really not worried about her?"

"Zi Xi" sat on the balcony and couldn't help asking while looking at the leisurely Xia Lan.

"She chose her own path. What can I do?"

Xia Lan's words made Zi Xi choke. After struggling for a while, she put her face close to Xia Lan and said in a gentle voice: "Go help her. I'm yours tonight."

"Mine? Aren't you my wife now? I can have you anytime I want. Why do I need your consent?"

"You...you are shameless!"

"Zi Xi"'s face turned blue and red, and she left angrily after saying a few words.

Xia Lan ignored her and stared at the clouds in the sky in a daze. After an unknown amount of time, he clicked the ring.

Master: "The sea route is almost complete, and the plan has entered its second phase. I want to go to Zilaner Island and take charge of it personally."

Arcane: "Don't take the risk, you are too weak."

Master: "Have you analyzed the ritual of the Storm God's descent?"

Seeker: "It's definitely not a blood sacrifice. It seems to be related to the apotheosis ritual. We should look more closely at the "Storm Canon." We might find some clues."

Peeper: "Let him try. He might find something."

Arcane: "Well, be careful on your journey."

Master: "It's a bit dangerous on the road. Doesn't the organization have any support? They must have one or two artifacts."

Snoop: "Aren't you going?"

Master: "This is my attitude of selfless dedication to Muye, but the organization should also show some appreciation. We can't let those who have selflessly dedicated themselves to it feel disheartened..."

Gold Coin: "Shameless enough, I like it."

On Zilaner Island, the Holy Sun Flags of the Church of Dawn surrounded a huge altar, and countless warriors looked at an old man performing a ritual on top with burning eyes.

The vast star power fell from the sky during the day and cleverly lingered around the old man, making him look extremely sacred.

"The Lord told me that a shepherd girl would take up a sword and drive out the darkness from this land. Those who followed her would be rewarded and honored with the root of all cholera!"

"Zhen!"

The audience cheered in disorderly for the same name "Zhen". They all knew who the "one who expels darkness" was; it was the Saint Lady they followed!

In the darkness, many people who hid their powerful aura seemed to be watching a farce, talking in words that only they could understand.

"The people from Stargate are becoming more and more fond of pretending to be charlatans, but the rats from the Church of Storms can't find them, so why not try this route?"

"It seems like this is more like a god-making ceremony, where the brave man defeats the devil and ascends to the throne of god, but who is that shepherdess?

The Great Sage of Star Gate, Lin Suo, and the Supreme Inquisitor of the Church of Light, Luo, stood behind her.

"Justice judges evil. This is, of course, the apotheosis ceremony for the Supreme Judge of the Church of Light, Luo. The apotheosis does not necessarily have to be the protagonist of the ceremony. She is merely a pawn in the ceremony.

Well, it's time for this farce to end, leaving the stage for the next protagonist. "Prince's Revenge"? No, "The Broken Prince" might be a better name.

"I always feel something is wrong. The people from Muye haven't made any move yet. This is not like their style. In the past, when there was something going on, those guys loved to observe closely. Why are they silent now?"

"Maybe he's hiding like us. Everyone, the Ares Church will send some juniors to participate in this game. I hope you can take good care of him."

"Don't worry, I'll help you watch this time. We won't be killed by a mute like last time."

"you……"

On the altar, Lin Suo walked off the stage after performing the great deity dance. He pounded his waist and said to Luo: "It's really tiring to help you."

"It can't be helped. Your title as the Great Sage of Star Gate is so powerful. I believe that before long, Her Highness the Saint will have an army to fight against the cult."

"Humph, where there is light, there is darkness. The army of 'justice' is growing, and evil is not far behind."

In an underground hall on Zilaner Island, the followers of the Lord of Blood Dance had just completed a grand sacrifice, but before they could enjoy the gift bestowed by God, the door was broken open.

"I've already said that we don't know where the people from the Church of Storms are. Can you please..."

Before the leader could finish his words, his neck was strangled by pale hands. The leader who came in was a middle-aged man with a pale complexion.

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