"Even if this is my weakness, you still can't catch me. Li Yu can block out the extraordinary."
Qin Che looked at him with a half-smile.
“So, you’re not a superhuman…” Yuan Lin frowned, then suddenly realized: “So, you’re already a superhuman II.”
“That’s right. Only a psionic life form at the Transcendent II level can ignore Li Yu’s spell and directly see through his and my positions. You… are actually a Transcendent with all systems! Impossible… The information from Sandcastle clearly states that you should be a four-system Transcendent. After arriving here, you awakened a perception-based Transcendent spell?”
Yuan Lin hurriedly asked him, "Could it be... that only by awakening the entire system can one transcend one's life level? You used this method to transcend to the Extraordinary II level, right?"
Qin Che sighed: "What's the use of you knowing all this?"
"Hehe, I can die in peace now, at the hands of a high-level transcendent being like you." Yuan Lin laughed for a while, then closed his eyes and quietly awaited his death.
Qin Che glanced at him and smiled.
Before that, I'd like to ask you another question.
...
When Qin Che came out, he was holding Yuan Lin's head in his hand.
In the car, Lina slapped her forehead and said speechlessly, "He kills people, fine, but why does he always like to wander around with their heads on his person?"
After the head was wrapped up, it was thrown into the trunk, and Qin Che plopped down in the back seat.
"Yuan Lin is dead?"
"Yes, send the head back to Shabao and show it to Sha Qingsui and Chen Fusheng so that they have no more worries and can fully expand our synthetic starch industry and go all out."
"I'll give you a message when I go back."
Qin Che glanced at her: "Are you really leaving?"
Lina said, "I still want to be with Li Shuai."
"That won't do. You're one of my men now. You have one month to come back and report, or I'll cancel your position in the government and demote you to a third-class commoner," Qin Che said, leaving no room for argument.
"Hmph, shameless."
“I just asked Yuan Lin, and it turns out that Sha Qingsui has a blood feud with him.”
"What blood feud?"
"When he was young, he sold Sha Qingsui's wife as a slave to a big shot in the First Wall. Now she is dead. Moreover, over the years he has been suppressing Sha Qingsui by monopolizing the grain in Shabao. Even after he desperately took the position of leader, he still could not escape the shadow of Yuan Lin, and thus hatred arose."
"Could it really be that simple?" Lina asked.
Qin Che thought for a moment and said, "Of course not. Only after Yuan Lin is eliminated can Sha Qingsui's plans in Sand Castle be officially launched. If there is no synthetic starch, Sand Castle should no longer be short of a single grain of food."
Lina smiled and said, "But Yuan Lin wouldn't have died if it weren't for you."
"So he should thank me. Starch is just one part of the food industry, but compared to that, no one would refuse natural crops. That is the gift that this land has given to humankind."
"Now that Yuan Lin is dead, do you know what the consequences would be if we could also eliminate the Oasis Alliance?"
“It’s easy to imagine that this was a series of interconnected authoritarian movements,” Lina analyzed.
"That's right. Li Xin represents the City Council, is an administrative official of the Awakening Department, and is even a Great Transcendent. Why would he be so sincere in trying to win us over? Now that I think about it, the City Council never took Yuan Lin seriously from the beginning. On the contrary, they wanted to use him as a puppet for the authoritarian movement."
Qin Che continued, "Once the fruit is ripe, we will pick it. Yuan Lin is such a fruit."
Where is Qin Guan?
"He's still a bit short. After all, the Oasis Alliance's system itself is not conducive to centralized leadership, and he's still just an ambassador."
Sitting in the driver's seat, Song Shan suddenly realized and said, "Sir, you mean that the city council is using Yuan Lin to monopolize the food supply and consolidate power, and then eliminating him and taking over everything he owns when the time is right?"
"Very likely."
Songshan gasped, "Then we've all been used!"
Qin Che laughed and said, "It's hard to say. Yuan Lin isn't the only one in charge of the Forest Group. But after thinking about it for a long time, I realized that Li Xin has no reason to help me. Besides trying to win me over, they must have other motives. At least they want to get more things from the Forest Group, so it won't be a complete loss."
Lin Zhong, who was sent by Li Xin and was sitting in the passenger seat, broke out in a cold sweat after hearing these words.
It's actually quite easy to figure out.
Why is it that the founders of the Awakening Department, a key organization of the First Wall, are a nobleman from the Royal Court, an elder from the Land of Sages, and the head of Lingbi Heavy Industry, but not a tycoon who sells grain?
Of course, this doesn't prove anything, but it's worth pondering.
Following this logic, the subsequent judgment can be easily conceived.
The city council has hundreds of elders, a chaotic mess with many important figures. Some have founded the Awakening Department, some are promoting bipartisan cooperation, and some even control the lifeline of industry and manufacturing. From these clues, Qin Che judged that someone wanted to reform and was constantly laying out plans in every corner, trying to weave this network even tighter and larger.
What is the basis for reform?
Two words—
centralization.
Qin Che was puzzled as to why the desert had always been a place of warlordism and numerous independent and autonomous regimes. After hearing Chunniang's description of Lingbi City's history and the last simulation, he had some thoughts.
Over a hundred years ago, after the Lingbi Kingdom was abolished and reorganized, the moment a system collapsed was actually the birth of a new one. The separatist forces in the desert now are, in the eyes of those elders, nothing more than a 'minor ailment' that they intend to eliminate as soon as possible.
It's unsustainable for such a large power to be constantly embroiled in internal strife; there's an end to it all.
History dictates that unity will inevitably be followed by division, and division will inevitably be followed by unity; this is an unchanging trend in any era.
Therefore, reform is necessary.
However, such reforms require the support of a strong government. In Lingbi City today, there are so many political parties and forces, and the situation is chaotic and entangled. Only by eliminating the internal and external separatist forces in the desert can power be concentrated in the hands of a small number of people.
Only then can Lingbi City return to the era of its golden age.
Thinking of this, Qin Che couldn't help but smile slightly. He would be very interested if there really was such a group of people in the city council.
This is a group of so-called 'idealists' fighting for a strong regime.
But what their ultimate goal is remains unclear.
Coming to his senses, he heard Lina ask him several times, "Are you deaf? I'm asking you what your plans are next."
Qin Che looked at her with a smile: "I may be building a large company with extraordinary backgrounds and political and military connections. You will be my assistant, and bring Li Jiuyuan and Sha Qingsui in. I will negotiate with the city council."
Do you sell starch?
"No, sell weapons! Sell food!"
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