"Leave it to us," Lao Tzu suddenly said.
Fang Zong glanced at Laozi in surprise and nodded slightly...
Transforming loess into fertile soil is a monumental undertaking, requiring magical manipulation to alter everything from soil quality to weather. Fang Zong lacks this magic, but Hu Batian does—the reason the little yellow cat that devoured the Goddess of Nature sleeps for twenty-two hours a day is to accumulate power for now.
"You go first, Big Yellow."
Fang Zong ruffled the little yellow cat's fur, and Hu Batian woke up yawning. "Meow!" Hu Batian shouted in dissatisfaction. He couldn't understand why Fang Zong wanted to turn the yellow soil into fertile soil. If he wanted territory, why didn't he just carve out a piece?
"Big Yellow!" Fang Zong shouted.
"Alright, meow-ye will do it."
Tiger Tyrant stretched, tearing Fang Zong's clothes with his four paws in protest. Then, he exhaled a multicolored aura, instantly making the surroundings feel warm and sunny. He slid down softly and fell asleep as soon as Fang Zong caught him.
"This is the primordial power of the Nordic goddess of nature, capable of fundamentally altering the climate of the Loess Plateau." Fang Zong tucked Hu Batian into his arms and addressed those around him, "I've completed the first step. The rest requires everyone's cooperation and effort. If it's done well, I will receive no reward; if it's not done well..."
"If you don't do it well, I'll bring my head upon myself."
Laozi continued Fang Zong's words, then lifted his Taoist robe and flew away into the distance. He Xiangu and Han Zhongli had no idea what had gotten into Laozi, but they obediently followed him. Only Lü Ying seemed lost in thought, then suddenly burst into wild laughter.
"Greetings, Supreme Ancestor!"
After laughing, Lü Ying bowed deeply to Laozi's back and left as well. The remaining monsters, led by Peacock and Bai Su, looked at each other and then split into two groups, one following Bai Su and the other Peacock.
"Does it include food and lodging?" Bai Su smiled.
"How about we offer a guaranteed minimum salary? 600 will do." Peacock laughed heartily.
The two groups of monsters mingled together again and headed in the opposite direction from the gods. Fang Zong kept his head down and continued to regulate the energy within his body. After a while, he suddenly looked up and saw colorful lights emanating from far away on both sides, indicating that a great power capable of changing the world was surging.
He smiled slightly, and suddenly his body moved, and a person exactly like him walked out of his body.
"Congratulations on your great progress, fellow Daoist." The figure smiled at him.
Fang Zong nodded and said, "Another 130,000 ghosts and 300,000 humans are migrating here. The Corpse Dog's avatar taught many disobedient ghosts a lesson, expanding my Earth Fire World by 50 meters in radius. It can also create you... Where do you want to go?"
“I am the manifestation of your third soul, the Sparrow Yin. Birds naturally fly far away.”
The avatar was himself; Fang Zong and the avatar were of one mind, and he immediately understood. He laughed heartily and waved his hand, saying, "Go!"
"Alright, but this farewell today may mean we never see each other again."
"If you die, I'll bring you back to life. Just don't suffer any losses."
"Our motto is to go all out and avoid being taken advantage of."
"Hahahaha..."
Fang Zong and his avatar burst into laughter simultaneously. Then, Que Yin took a step and disappeared without a trace. Fifteen minutes after Que Yin left, a ray of spiritual light shot into Fang Zong's palm.
"Suit-wearing thug,"
The voice of Laozi came over: "You will be staying here to oversee things, and you won't have time to go out and train. This is the ancient formation, Tianyin Forest, which is the place where Guanyin cultivated. I'm lending it to you to refine your energy. I hope you can stay here and oversee things in peace and complete this great merit."
"Great merit?"
"I am the founder of humanity, and of course I hope to benefit mankind. This Heavenly Sound Forest was originally intended to be used to set up a great formation to deal with you, but I was worried that I couldn't withstand the pressure, so I temporarily stored it with you... Don't... disappoint me..."
"Okay." Fang Zong nodded seriously.
Half a month later, a total of 800,000 people had arrived. They ate simple meals, lived in houses made of corrugated iron, and endured the wind, rain, and the unpredictable and harsh environment of the Loess Plateau.
Of the millions of ghosts across the country, a total of 970,000 came. The rest either hid or were directly killed. The ghosts often gathered together, looking at the smiles on the faces of humans, and couldn't understand why humans could be so happy in such a harsh environment.
They quickly understood.
because,
far away,
The wind rises and the rain falls!
Gods and monsters used magic to bring down heavy rain, while ordinary people braved the fierce winds and torrential downpours to replenish the washed-out soil with various nutrients formulated and created by scientists. They divided the soil into small grids of 300 square meters each, both to stabilize the soil and to transform this barren land into a fertile region.
Others are tilling the fields and sowing seeds. Those college students who never lift a finger have already learned how to plant, waging a protracted and terrible 'war' against nature under the harshest conditions!
"They're all good kids," Fang Zong sighed from high above.
Tiger Tyrant peeked his little head out from his arms, weak and indignant, and said, "This is what you arranged for the generals. Although they suffer, they won't be killed by disease, and the ghosts will have a hard time causing trouble..." Suddenly, he became excited and meowed wildly, "Why don't we try it? Let's try it!" Tiger Tyrant waved his little paws, "Let the ghosts riot and kill some people, or let some die of disease. I guarantee that at least a third of them will come back in a rage!"
"It's not the right time yet."
"What? Meow?"
“Once the City of No Tears is built, these people will be its heroes. But the City of No Tears can't possibly have 800,000 leaders,” Fang Zong said with a sly smile. “The City of No Tears will be an exceptionally beautiful and prosperous place, attracting at least 30 million people to settle here. Add to that the newly created ghosts drawn in… In my vision, the City of No Tears will have over 100 million residents. At a ratio of 1,000 to 1, there can be 100,000 grassroots administrators. These 100,000 administrators will be selected from the current 800,000 residents, and the rest will only receive the best possible compensation.”
"What kind of compensation?"
"Just a little money."
Fang Zong squinted and said, "The great waves will sift out the sand, and there will definitely be a hero qualified to govern hundreds of millions of humans and ghosts. I gave them a chance to grow, and they seized the opportunity with their sweat. But who can run the fastest and who can stand the highest depends on themselves."
With that, he turned around and disappeared into a suddenly appearing sea of bamboo.
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