Douluo Continent, Soto City.
Inside the newly completed Federal Council Hall, Ning Liu was looking at the mountain of reports piled up in front of him with a headache.
Since Tang San took away the core of the Star Luo Empire and the continent was nominally unified, he, the "Grand Marshal Protecting the Nation and the People" and "Supreme Governor of the Federation," has become the busiest person in the world.
Abolishing the imperial system and establishing a federation sounds inspiring, but in practice, it is a complex and multifaceted undertaking.
The legal codes, weights and measures, and currencies of the two empires must be unified.
The privileges of the nobility need to be reduced, the land of the common people needs to be redistributed, and millions of disbanded soldiers need to be resettled... Each of these issues is enough to overwhelm even the most experienced politicians.
Fortunately, he had a large number of capable people under his command.
Ning Fengzhi was in charge of overall coordination, Yang Wudi was in charge of supervising the enforcement of the law, the descendants of the Po clan became the best inspectors, and the wealth accumulated by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School over a thousand years became the most solid backing for the smooth transition of the Federation.
In just half a month, the entire mainland has undergone a complete transformation.
The once heavily fortified border between the two great empires is now bustling with trade and travel.
For the first time, ordinary people, who were struggling to breathe under the weight of exorbitant taxes and levies, experienced what "light taxes and levies" meant.
The entire continent is showing a thriving and vibrant vitality.
Looking at the ever-increasing grain production and commercial tax revenue on the report, Ning Liu felt a sense of accomplishment. Perhaps, this was another meaning behind his coming into this world, besides cultivating and becoming stronger.
However, beneath this prosperous scene, a deep sense of unease lingered in his mind and could not be dispelled.
Tang San.
This name, like a poisonous thorn, is deeply embedded in his heart.
That guy, along with his core team, the massive resources he plundered from the Star Luo Empire, and that terrifying Deep Sea Demon Whale King, simply vanished into thin air.
The Federation mobilized all its resources to conduct a thorough search across the entire continent, even exploring tens of thousands of miles of ocean, but found not a single clue.
He's like a time bomb; you never know when he'll explode, or what terrifying form he'll take when he reappears.
This unknown threat is far more unsettling than a real war.
"Thinking about Tang San?"
A cool and noble voice rang out in the hall.
Ning Liu looked up and saw Bibi Dong, dressed in a black papal robe with gold trim, standing before him. Her aura was still powerful, but there was a touch of gentleness between her brows.
"Besides him, who else could give me so much trouble?"
Ning Liu rubbed his temples and smiled wryly.
"This guy is like a turtle that has retreated into its shell. You can't find him, you can't hit him, but you know he might come out and bite you at any time."
Bibi Dong walked to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the bustling city of Soto, and slowly began to speak:
"What if he's no longer inside this shell?"
Ning Liu was taken aback: "What do you mean?"
"Douluo Continent is only a part of the world."
Bibi Dong's voice was distant and profound, "There's some news, it was you who told me this, have you forgotten?"
"On the other side of the endless sea, there exists another vast continent."
She turned around, her beautiful purple eyes fixed on Ning Liu:
"I learned that before Tang San left, he told his followers that he would make a comeback. Why would someone who was driven to the brink of despair by our combined efforts, a demon wanted by the entire continent, say such a thing?"
"unless……"
Bibi Dong's tone turned serious, "From the very beginning, he never intended to fight us to the death in Douluo Continent. His taking away all the resources and talents is more like... moving house."
"Moving?" A thought flashed through Ning Liu's mind, instantly connecting all the clues.
"You mean, he went to that new continent?!" Ning Liu suddenly stood up, his face full of shock.
This speculation is both incredibly bold and incredibly reasonable!
"Very likely."
Ning Liu's back instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
He always believed that his battle with Tang San was on the Douluo Continent.
If he were on that new continent, recklessly devouring and growing, using the entire continent's inhabitants to build his growth...
What kind of terrifying being will he be when he reappears?
A true demon god who ascended to the throne by climbing the ladder of countless corpses!
At that time, will everything I've done now—the so-called Federation, the so-called prosperity—collapse like a sandcastle on the beach in the face of this demon god?
"We may have won over the mainland, but we may have lost the future..."
Ning Liu muttered to himself, a strong sense of crisis instantly gripping his heart.
"It's not too late to realize it now."
Bibi Dong's voice pulled him back from his shock.
"Ning Liu, don't let the prosperity before your eyes blind you. Our war with Tang San has never been a war between mortal kingdoms, but a competition between gods and demons."
"What we're doing now is just laying the foundation. But what truly determines victory or defeat is the top-level construction."
Her gaze sharpened like never before: "We need God! Real God! The more the better!"
“My Rakshasa God Trial is nearing its final stage. Ning Rongrong’s Nine-Colored Goddess inheritance also needs a catalyst. Even Yue Guan, after receiving the opportunity you bestowed upon him, has already touched the threshold of godhood.”
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