Yuan was a little stunned, but soon regained his composure.
Although he no longer holds power over the world, he always plays the role of a perfect leader and is impeccable in almost every aspect.
He has extreme individual power, strong personal charm, is generous in rewards, and is sensible.
"A Taoist with such character should really rule the world."
Yuan sighed sincerely. Maybe it was just a sigh, but it sounded extremely sharp to Li Yi's ears.
Why does Yuan always want me to do work?
Li Yi turned off the screen of his phone playing a short video and said righteously: "I alone can't help. The peace of the world depends on everyone. The underworld still needs you to build it. I just need to give you some pointers."
"It's not possible for me to manage it. I'm the worst at management. If I were to do it, it would definitely be a mess."
He broke through the void, then appeared on Yuan's shoulder, patted his shoulder, and looked like I have high hopes for you.
"Brother Yuan, this position can only be filled by you! No one else can take it!"
The recognition from the strong is often the most gratifying, and as Li Yi is the strongest at this stage, the weight of his praise can be imagined.
Yuan was immediately overjoyed, and once again cheered up and said, "I will definitely live up to your expectations."
Finally, he asked another question: Do mortals really hate their fellow men so much?
Li Yi’s answer to this was maybe, or it could just be something he said in anger.
"You can summon their souls to Fengdu City, meet them offline, and ask them again. Maybe you can get a different answer."
Li Yi couldn't give a definite answer, because he had never really walked through this world. From what he saw and heard, the society was generally good. The pension for everyone in this old community started at at least 6,000 yuan, and some even reached 10,000 yuan.
The social welfare in my hometown is also very high. Yesterday, I heard from my parents that many medicines that were very expensive before are now allowed to be reimbursed. The cost of several thousand yuan each time has been reduced to a few hundred yuan. Even an ordinary family can afford cancer.
As long as you are not looking for a radical cure, various inhibitory drugs are very cheap. The price has been reduced through negotiations between the government and pharmaceutical companies in recent times.
So it is possible that this is a performance by the government for its own benefit.
Li Yi understood it all, but he just didn't point it out.
He has been playing political games for a thousand years and observing people's hearts for five thousand years. In his eyes, all the tricks of the government are nothing but child's play.
No matter how many dynasties have passed or how many generations have changed, people's hearts remain the same.
At least they are improving, right?
Li Yi took a sip of tea and said lightly, "It's understandable to say angry words. They may have a really hard life. I've been scolded before. No one is perfect, let alone a society made up of countless people."
"Just try to improve it as much as possible. It would be great if everyone can have a decent life."
Yuan asked again: "What if things get worse? Will you be disappointed with humans?"
In order to better build the underworld, Yuan is even now devoting his attention to reading books on morality, psychology, society, etc.
The more I observe humans, the sadder I feel, but this is limited to the human perspective.
Yuan himself thinks that all the so-called ugly human nature is normal, and that Li Changsheng is abnormal.
Will he be disappointed in humans?
"Haha, the human race has been asking me this question for five thousand years."
Li Yi just chuckled twice, didn't say much, just sipped his tea one sip after another.
A breeze blew in, lifting his hair, and wisps of incense smoke from outside floated in through the window, surrounding him.
Although there is no statue, name or god, he still receives endless worship from human beings.
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Following Li Yi's instructions, Yuanzhao recruited 100,000 mortals from different classes and places into Fengdu City and questioned them in batches.
Each of the ten Yama Kings is responsible for 10,000 mortals. With a hundred things to do, 10,000 is not a big deal to them, and it was just a simple conversation.
However, problems arose during the question-and-answer session when their statements were brought up and questioned face to face.
Most people remained silent. Those who made more extreme remarks became more nervous. Only some rational people gradually adapted after the initial nervousness and then started talking freely.
One hundred thousand people on one day, one million people on ten days.
Many Yamas were exhausted. Even for those of them who had started out as saints, such a huge workload was difficult to handle. Finally, after much discussion, a constitution-like tone was finalized.
Those who kill for selfish reasons will go to hell, and those who harm many people will go to hell.
Yin De is a very important indicator. The City God will first convict the criminal, then the second trial will be held in Fengdu City. If the criminal is not satisfied, the third trial will be held in the Hall of Reincarnation.
In order to prevent everyone from appealing to the third instance, Yuan set up a rule that the third instance would not result in the crime being more severe.
Those who truly feel that they have been wronged will not care about being accused of an even more serious crime, because they are innocent.
It is just like a modern judicial organ, except that it determines good and evil and looks at one's life.
The only difference is that for those who can enter Fengdu, real death is a luxury.
This continued until the end of the month, when Fengdu City was opened and the evil spirits that had been piled up in the city gods' offices in various places were sent to Fengdu.
On the long road to the River of Forgetfulness, evil ghosts are howling, and one person after another is shackled.
The ghost watched coldly. Among these people were serial killers, rapists, child molesters, drug manufacturers and dealers, and murderers of their fathers and mothers.
There are billions of people, and there are more than tens of thousands of sociopaths. The ones shown in front of us are only a part of them, and many more are not dead yet.
They arrived in front of the majestic ancient city, and the huge bronze ghost mask opened its eyes and revealed a ferocious smile.
"Welcome to Fengdu, beasts."
"The first person to pull out his tongue can be hung on my chin. This is a great honor. I call it the first."
(End of this chapter)
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