Chapter 048 Lord Election 4
Amidst the cheers, Lin Muqiu simply smiled and raised his hand, and everyone fell silent tacitly. In the hot summer air, one could still faintly smell a faint fragrance.
Everyone came after bathing and changing clothes. Although the scene was simple, the lord election was important enough in their eyes.
Lin Muqiu gazed down at the audience. The candlelight was so vast that it seemed as if it had no end. The countless flames seemed tiny from a distance, but when gathered together, they were incredibly impressive.
Many people pursed their lips, looking at her expectantly. She saw Cedro, Augustine, Mario... Every one of them was watching her. The crowd grew larger and larger, until they were no longer visible in the distance.
Yun Yi squeezed in the front, like a squashed puppy, sweating all over his head, cheering for her.
Feeling the breeze, she smiled and said, "I don't think there's any need to be nervous. Just think of the Lord's Election as an opportunity to chat with you. I've been looking forward to speaking with you for a long time, so I must cherish this opportunity today."
Everyone was discussing and whispering, wondering if Lin Muqiu knew them before and why he was looking forward to talking to them.
The great wizard Otto Hunter next to him clenched his fists, looking uneasy. He knew that Lin Muqiu was not as simple as everyone thought!
Lin Muqiu took out the sound transmission stone, amplified his voice, and continued slowly, "When I was in college, I was very poor. I only had one or two meals a day and had to work part-time jobs.
At that time, I often studied until very late. When the library was closed, I walked back to the dormitory silently. It was quiet around me, with only the shadows of trees to accompany me, and the faint orange street lights illuminating my way forward.
But I felt very happy and not lonely at all, because I could think of the plots I wanted to write on the way and stroll leisurely in the world I created.
Yes, I write infrastructure novels. Initially, I did it as a part-time job to make money, I can't deny that. But ideals were born from the sound of typing, word by word, until one day, I began to hope from the bottom of my heart that there really was a utopia in this world.
Everyone started to wander around like headless flies, discussing in low voices, frowning and then relaxing their brows, afraid of disturbing her.
They suddenly understood why Lin Muqiu was so obsessed with money, but at the same time, they couldn't believe she had ever suffered. In their opinion, she should be a child of destiny.
Augustine and some other people seemed to be thinking about what infrastructure and university meant, and why Lin Muqiu said such a thing.
Archmage Otto Hunter was incredulous: "Who would say such useless nonsense at a lord election? Are they crazy?"
Everyone had different ideas, but the commotion was getting louder and louder.
Looking at everyone's eyes, she paced lightly on the stage, speaking in a steady tone:
“I think everyone’s ideals are similar.
When I was nineteen, I wanted someone to love me.
When I was twenty, I hoped that hard work would pay off.
At the age of twenty-one, I hope I can always remain sincere and honest, establish myself in a small city, and give something back to the people I love.
But the older we get, the more we realize that the world doesn’t work the way we want it to.”
"Because resources are limited, we must scramble for them, fight tooth and nail, risking our lives to carve out a future for ourselves. There are so many things beyond human control, like natural disasters, separation, and poverty. It's not a test; there are no definitive answers."
"So we write poetry, essays, and novels. We write about those sincere and moving emotions. We write about loss and recovery, about justice triumphing over evil, about small town residents living and working in peace and contentment. We are making up for those emotions that we have been pursuing but could not obtain."
"What I want to tell you is that I've known you longer than you think."
Seeing everyone stunned by her earth-shattering declaration, she remained silent for a long moment, her gaze unwavering, the firelight reflected in her pupils: "You all stem from my ideals. No one understands your hearts better than me."
"It is with this expectation and consensus that I am engaging in dialogue with you.
I strongly urge you to stand up, fight for our city-state, fight for our ideals, defeat the beast tide, defeat natural disasters, and create a utopian future with your own hands.
You were born in a time that is both good and bad. There is no utopia here, but fortunately we can use natural disasters to benefit all mankind. Fortunately, our souls are born free and unyielding.
The noise had long since died down, and everyone was listening to her speech in silence. Each of them held a torch, and the long wind blew the weak flames into wrinkles:
"I was walking down the street when I felt the nighttime streetlights transform into three thousand bright lights, striking me. My writing skills were so poor at the time that I didn't know how to describe this feeling.
Now I understand—
The three thousand bright lights are myself and every one of us."
Her voice was always calm and powerful, never harsh or forceful, as if she were simply chatting with everyone. But in the stillness of the night, so quiet that only the wind and the chirping of cicadas could be heard, the distant echoes were clear and penetrating, like a hammer hammering down on everyone's hearts.
Otto Hunt didn't know what he felt in his heart. Logically speaking, if he wanted to become a lord and win the hearts of the townspeople, he would talk nonsense and make big promises. After all, interests are the most reliable.
But for some reason, when he saw that the person who loved money the most did not use interests but instead used emotions to win, he felt that he was at a disadvantage.
There was a long silence.
After a long moment, Lin Muqiu gently concluded, "I don't want to exaggerate the role of the lord, because every step the lord plans requires the townspeople to implement, and every step the lord takes is meaningful only because of the townspeople."
"I am the vessel that carries your ideals, and each of you is the ideal itself."
"I have nothing to promise you except justice, liberty, and happiness."
A breeze blew by, and the speech manuscript next to her was blown to the audience. Everyone suddenly realized that the manuscript was blank and there was no writing on it.
The resounding power comes from the heart.
After a moment of silence, Yun Yi was the first to react and cheered for her: "Lin Muqiu!"
It was like a thunderclap that exploded in the audience, waking them up suddenly and igniting their enthusiasm. The scene became boiling but not chaotic.
Everyone followed the rhythm and roared in unison, shaking the mountains: "Lin Muqiu! Lin Muqiu! Lin Muqiu!"
Otto Hunter remained silent, feeling only the roars hitting his face.
Even the Dukedom had never seen such a grand occasion. Most lord succession ceremonies would have hired someone to cheer and liven up the atmosphere, but this was the first time the townspeople had done it without any help, purely on their own accord.
He knew he lost.
A complete defeat.
Lin Muqiu figured out how to ignite everyone's emotions without spending a penny.
He shouldn't have been so reckless as to wait until a few days before the election to come here, thinking that he could turn the tide with his own strength alone. There was no need to waste his time on a small town.
The other party has strength, evil dragons, and believers. What can they do even if they are just civilians?
He tried hard to maintain a pale smile, but he felt deep down that even if the votes were counted after the beast tide, he would not win.
Before, he had mocked that the early arrival of the beast tide would be a huge disadvantage for Lin Muqiu, but now it seems that it is the biggest disadvantage for him.
Time is too short and everything is irreversible.
He watched helplessly as Lin Muqiu finished her speech and was surrounded by the crowd and thrown high into the air, as if they had already tacitly acknowledged that she was the lord.
Lord Kedero, who had not yet abdicated, smiled and did not care.
No one noticed Otto Hunter. In fact, he used to be the focus wherever he went. After all, he was the youngest three-element mage.
It’s not that he is not good, but that Lin Muqiu is too good.
He accepted his fate, but then he heard Lin Muqiu, the source of his nightmare, say to everyone, "You can all go to my new barbecue restaurant and bistro for dinner tonight! It's 50% off! Or you can bring your own meat and vegetables to my barbecue place, and I'll provide the grill and grilling materials for free! Anyway, we can celebrate!"
He cried so hard, he really couldn't tolerate that Lin Muqiu didn't forget to promote the opening of the store at this time.
The contrast is particularly cruel.
Otto Hunter closed his eyes and let the cold tears fall randomly on his face.
*
In the evening, everyone drank, played drinking games, and grilled skewers. The barbecue restaurant was bustling with activity and a mess.
Without the worry of the beast tide, it seemed that having Lin Muqiu around was their greatest peace of mind.
Even Lin Muqiu felt a little tipsy, with a hint of red on her cheeks.
But she did not forget the important matter. While everyone was having fun and noisy, she took out the Philosopher's Stone and looked at it again and again.
[Pendant: Magic Stone (Green Grade)
Purpose: A magic stone that stores the temperature of a summer disaster.
Number of uses: The energy level is moderate and can be used approximately six times, each lasting one hour.
Note: The magic stone can absorb power repeatedly and is not a one-time product.
Lin Muqiu quietly went to the corner, narrowed his eyes, put a protective shield around himself, and then turned on the mid-range.
She didn't want the flying flames to scare others, after all, this was magic!
The next second, she discovered that the faint warm light emitted by the magic stone warmed her palms, but had no killing power at all.
She was stunned for a moment and turned the car to the highest gear.
Found out it was fifty degrees.
Lin Muqiu:?
Yun Yi walked up to her, his face also red, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Master, is this the hand warmer mentioned in the book?"
Lin Muqiu: "..."
I don't even know how to explain it.
Having stumbled upon the new feature, she smiled and nodded, "Good suggestion, I'll be blessed in winter."
After a little thought, she guessed the reason.
It's probably a strength issue. Although summer disasters have a debuff on humans, the sun is far away from the magic stone, so it has little impact on it.
But...what if we put the Philosopher's Stone inside an autumn tornado and let it sway with the wind?
Will I be able to collect wind spells? !
Lin Muqiu's eyes flashed, and countless plans for opening stores formed in her mind.
Seeing her happy, Yun Yi's brows slowly relaxed and he hooked the corner of her clothes with his fingers, "Master, congratulations on becoming the lord."
Lin Muqiu stopped him, "Don't talk nonsense, you are not a lord yet, you will be after the beast tide."
He smiled, "That's only a few days away."
Kede Luo, who was standing by, walked over and said to her, "Lin Muqiu, come here for a moment. I want you to try out the Lord System first."
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