Chapter 472: Collecting Wind (Second update, please vote)

The silence in the Tapir Temple was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The smiling expression of the Eighth Generation Shaman made those who wanted to object tremble in their hearts.

"I agree."

The Grand Justice of the Code Totem was the first to stand up and answered quite excitedly.

He had the highest status among the group and was the only spiritual shaman in the crowd.

"I agree too."

Another person stood up, and Shao recognized that he was a wine merchant.

Because of the prohibition, he had to change his career. He had asked Shao what to do after changing his career. Shao suggested that he do transportation. Now he is doing well in trading.

"I agree."

Shao raised his hand. Although he was surprised by the content in the previous part of the book, he knew that the determination of the Eighth Generation Shaman could not be changed.

If you look closely at the history of the Fire Tribe, you will find that it is best not to confront a crazy witch, because no matter whether he is right or wrong, you will not have a good result.

"I agree."

"I agree."

...

More and more people stood up and raised their hands to agree, and finally everyone in the entire Tapir Temple raised their hands.

"Okay, okay."

The eighth generation witch nodded happily, and his eyes swept across and finally fell on the chief judge.

"Some people are sincere, and some are fake. The chief judge still has to give an answer."

The faces of those who opposed in their hearts suddenly turned pale. They only thought about the content in the book and how to get away with it, but they forgot that there was a chief judge here.

That guy can see through people's hearts, how can he not be scary.

"What about those who are hesitant?"

The Chief Justice asked the Eighth Generation Shaman with a serious face.

The Eighth Generation Shaman still had a smile on his face. He said softly: "Strive for what is achievable, eliminate what is not achievable, and those who are hesitant should be counted as those who agree first."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pale-faced people's legs softened and they sat paralyzed on the ground.

"Is there anyone else?"

The Eighth Generation Shaman looked at the people who were nearly half sitting on the ground and asked the Chief Justice.

"You, you, you, you... step out."

The Chief Justice pointed out more than a dozen people in one breath and asked them to come to the front. These were those who disagreed in their hearts, but did not fall down in fear. Most of them were shamans and leaders.

"Eighth-generation witch, you can't kill me. I'm a witch. We in the Sky Tribe have shed blood for the alliance. We..."

"Who said I'd kill you?"

The Eighth-generation witch frowned and interrupted him.

"Not killing?"

The man looked very surprised.

"But you said that annihilation is unattainable."

"That's the last resort."

The Eighth-generation witch didn't hide his thoughts at all and continued, "I'll find a place for you to read this book day and night. When you really agree with it, you can come out."

"What if...what if you can't agree with it?"

A timid person kneeling on the ground in the crowd asked tremblingly.

He was really scared. He felt that he would not agree with it and was afraid to face the Eighth-generation witch's last resort.

The eighth generation wizard walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and grabbed his shaking hand.

"You are so timid, believe me, you can do it."

He looked at the timid man sincerely.

As if encouraged, the man nodded vigorously.

"Come on, take them out and keep them under guard, let them recite this book day and night, and when they agree, take them to the Code Totem, and the Code Totem will naturally give the answer."

The eighth generation wizard waved his hand, and a team of people rushed in from outside, pulling away those kneeling on the ground and the group outside, and finally more than a hundred people were left standing in the temple.

"This operation is codenamed 'Collecting the Wind'. What I want you to do is very simple. Believe what is written in this book and then tell it to your relatives, friends, clansmen or strangers. It's up to you." The

Eighth Generation Wu said his purpose, and these people frowned.

"I don't want you to convince them, but to tell them, record their reactions, and finally come back here. So, do you still have any doubts?"

Someone stretched out his hand to express his doubts. The Eighth Generation Wu nodded, and the person began to speak: "What do we have to record?" "

The identity and status of the listener, this is the first point, whether to believe or not, this is the second point, what to believe, what not to believe, this is the third point, these three points are enough."

The Eighth Generation Wu was prepared and gave the answer directly.

"Are there any requirements for the identity of the listener?"

Someone else asked.

"No, the elderly, children, warriors, women, witches, leaders, and even totems, as long as you can contact and ask questions, ask more questions, and record more, that's all."

The eighth generation witch quickly gave the answer.

"When will we come back?"

"When the God of Fire returns from the north, that's your return date."

The eighth generation witch gave the time point that he had thought of long ago.

Everyone no longer had doubts. The eighth generation witch gave a few more instructions, and then let them each take their own animal skin scroll and turn around to walk out of the temple.

Outside the temple, there were 300 warriors waiting here. Every time one of them came out, there was a warrior following them.

This is supervision, blatant supervision. Even the chief justice had someone following him. The eighth generation witch had already explained it before going out, so they did not stop these people.

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Dragon City is vast and has no city walls. This is not the first time Shao has come here, but this time, his mood is different.

Carrying the beast skin scroll of the eighth-generation witch and followed by the warriors sent by the eighth-generation witch, Shao's heart is quite surging.

This is his first action after leaving the academy. The result of this action will truly test his ability to act.

Yes, ability to act.

Shao has always been talented and became famous at a young age, but he has dedicated his entire youth to teaching and educating people. As for doing things, he has never done anything.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Shao walked into Dragon City calmly.

Dragon City is vast, and the tribes are complicated. Ritu Totem has ruled here for many years and has used all means.

At first, the anti-fire tribe alliance was very popular here. Ritu Teng had just arrived and was decisive in killing. For a few years, Dragon City was filled with blood.

After that period of time, Ritu Teng began to truly manage the city, pulling some in and knocking down some. In short, he tortured them day and night, leaving them with no spare energy to organize an anti-alliance force.

A few more years passed like this, and Ritu Teng was still dissatisfied with the state of Dragon City. He began to rectify public security on the surface, but in fact, he secretly intensified the conflicts between the tribes.

In those years, there were many fights in the streets and alleys of Dragon City. The tribes vented their anger wantonly, and I don’t know how many murders were added.

The situation got better after Xin moved to Dragon City. Although she did not accept the position of a Japanese witch at that time, she began to use the rights of a Japanese witch.

She easily manipulated tenderness and division, and the environment in Dragon City improved a lot.

Slowly, many organizations with the characteristics of the Fire Tribe began to appear: nursing homes, orphanages, hospitals, Dragon City College, etc.

So far, Dragon City began to get on the right track, but this city is still the most chaotic place among the many cities in the Fire Tribe Alliance.

Shao chose this city because of this chaos. Only

in the muddy land can the flowers bloom pure enough.

He didn't want to help the eighth generation witch to investigate. This kind of work was too low-level in his opinion. What he had to do was to spread faith.

After entering Dragon City, the first place Shao went to was the administrative center of the city to meet the administrator of the city.

Because Xin was in Fire City, the current administrator of the city was Ying, the leader of the Sun Tribe and a student Shao had taught.

Ying was surprised by Shao's arrival. He personally went out to greet his teacher and respectfully invited his teacher to the mansion.

"Teacher, what is the matter with you coming to Dragon City this time?"

Ying knew this teacher who had taught him very well. He was very quiet and rarely went out. If there was nothing, he would not come to the official residence to find him.

"The eighth generation witch has told us to do some things. You take a look at this book first and we will discuss it later."

Shao glanced at the warrior who was following him, and handed the beast skin scroll in his arms to Ying without waiting for him to say anything.

The warrior's face was full of helplessness.

He was familiar with Shao, because Shao often went in and out of the place where the eighth generation witch worked, so he had to take care of Shao a little, but he was very sad that Shao ignored him like this.

Ying looked at the warrior next to the teacher strangely. From his clothes, it can be seen that he was the witch's guard. From this, it can be seen that Shao did not lie, but what does the helplessness on the warrior's face mean?

With curiosity, Ying took the book handed over by the teacher and began to read.

He was shocked at the beginning, but he was born in the Fire Tribe and believed in the God of Fire, so he didn't care whether these were true or false. While

Ying was reading, Shao got up and walked around the official residence.

Every city has an official residence built for the city lord. The appearance is unified and large and luxurious, but the interior has to be decorated by himself.

Seeing that the decoration of this place is not luxurious, Shao nodded with satisfaction.

Ying read very quickly. He did not study it carefully, but just skimmed through it quickly, so he read very quickly.

"Is this the book written by Wu?" Ying

asked in a low voice after returning the beast skin scroll to the teacher.

He knew that this was a serious matter, so he was very cautious.

"Yes."

Shao's voice was still clear, neither too loud nor too soft. He did not avoid anything deliberately, nor did he publicize anything, and he glared at his former student.

"Ahem."

Ying coughed awkwardly, realizing that he had behaved a little bit stingy, and quickly adjusted his posture.

"Teacher, come to me, I don't know what you need me to do."

Ying asked.

"I need you to give me a person who knows the relationship between the tribes in this city, the scope of activities and the people in charge of some underground forces, and what these underground forces do."

Because Dragon City is in chaos, assassinations, kidnappings, robberies and other things often occur here, and there are also professional traffickers.

Because Ritu Teng was lax in the past, these are all historical problems, and it is difficult to make big changes in a short period of time.

And although Xin made many changes, he also retained the means of letting the tribes fight each other to suppress the development of the tribes in Dragon City.

"This is simple, is there anything else you need?"

Ying asked again, calling someone to follow the teacher.

"I'll temporarily requisition some staff from the orphanage. That's all for now."

Shao's request was not a big deal, so Ying agreed directly.