Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

Ancient King!!!

Having figured everything out, Han Ji felt as if all his energy had been drained away in an instant. He looked several years older than he had been. He slumped on the sofa, his eyes unfocused, not knowing what to do.

Seeing that Zhu Meng still looked confused, Mo Xie immediately explained it to him.

"The title of his spirit is 'Ancient King,' but when he was alive, people called him the First Emperor, a true ruler of a thousand years!"

"The First Emperor?!"

Upon learning that the spirit about to be resurrected was the First Emperor, both Zhu Meng and Fei Jiao were shocked and became flustered.

The awakening of the eight fallen emperors would have been enough to destroy the ancient capital. If the ancient king were added to the mix, even the surrounding cities would have suffered, and the entire province would have ceased to exist. This would have been the most severe blow to China!

Mo Xie remained calm, downed the tea in her cup in one gulp, a smile playing on her lips, and spoke in a flat tone.

"President Han Ji, Councilor Zhu Meng, Instructor Fei Jiao, the enemy hasn't even attacked yet, why are you already in disarray? Now that you know about the Black Vatican's plans, don't you have any confidence?"

Seeing Mo Xie's calm and composed demeanor in the face of danger, Han Ji's sense of powerlessness subsided considerably. He couldn't help but chuckle self-deprecatingly and said...

"That's really true. I've lived for so many years, and yet I'm not as calm as a young person like you at such a crucial moment. I'm truly ashamed of myself!"

Zhu Meng's eyes lit up when he saw that Mo Xie was completely unfazed. Last time in Hangzhou, it was this kid who solved the plague and killed the Silver Sky Lord while carrying the Totem Serpent, turning danger into safety.

After all these events, he had long since come to believe in this amazing young man. It wasn't just that the young man's identity was special, but also that he always gave people hope, making them unable to help but believe.

"Moye, do you have a plan?"

Upon hearing this, Fei Jiao and Zhang Xiaohou also looked at Mo Xie, waiting for his reply.

Mo Xie remained silent for a moment. In truth, he wondered whether the guy named Jiu Ying would actually unleash a torrential rain as he wished, and whether the Earthly Sacred Spring in his possession would be of any use.

However, there's no need to think about these things now. The most urgent task is to relocate the citizens of the ancient capital so that there will be no worries about the future.

"First of all, I do have a solution, but I don't have absolute evidence right now, so I can't solve it."

Mo Xie sighed, offered a helpless explanation, and then said...

"Because I'm not sure if there are any Black Vatican spies among your people and subordinates, it's best if you don't make a big fuss while you're preparing."

Hearing this, the group nodded in agreement. After all, the Black Vatican had spies all over the world, and they should be extra careful at such a critical time.

Han Ji increasingly felt that Mo Xie possessed the qualities of a leader. He thought of the instructions issued by the Hua Army Chief to various regions, and that if this young man needed help, he should cooperate as much as possible.

Thinking of this, he looked at Mo Xie seriously and asked earnestly.

"Young friend Moye, what should we do next?"

"First of all, President Han Ji, I need you to send the Guardian Mages to notify places in the outer city, such as schools and hospitals, to relocate to the inner city."

Moye spoke logically and without any pause.

"Secondly, we should request support from surrounding cities, preferably from high-level and advanced mages, since this concerns the safety of all nearby cities." "As for the rest, I think you know better than I do what to do, so I won't go into details."

Upon hearing this, Han Ji and the other two nodded and began discussing the details of their strategy.

They trusted Mo Xie, firstly because he was the head of the Evil Heaven Pavilion, and secondly because of his status as the future leader of China.

Immediately, the group made the decision to relocate the residents of the outer city to the inner city. Even if they were to carefully direct the relocation, such a large number of people would definitely attract the attention of the Black Vatican, so it was better to seize the time and relocate them overnight.

Zhang Xiaohou sat to the side, looking at Mo Xie with admiration. He never expected that his brother Mo Xie could talk so fluently with those important figures. He was completely in awe.

After Mo Xie saw that the matter was almost resolved, he took his leave, saying that there was no need for him to worry about the rest. He also mentioned that Chen Xi in the ancient capital would cooperate with the Magic Association to evacuate the citizens.

After leaving the Clock Tower Magic Association, Mo Xie took a deep breath, feeling a weight lifted from her heart.

"Brother Xie, let's go find Xiaoyu and the others next."

Zhang Xiaohou took out his phone and saw a message from He Yu saying that Mo Fan and Mu Bai had already booked a private room at the restaurant. The small group from Bocheng was only missing two people and they were calling them over.

Mo Xie thought for a moment, then gave Zhang Xiaohou an apologetic smile and said.

"Xiao Hou, you go by yourself, I won't go."

"Hey, Brother Xie, aren't you coming to our all-out gathering?"

"Um, sorry, I have something to do. You can go ahead."

Mo Xie really didn't want to go to the gathering. Time was of the essence, and the plan to evacuate the citizens had already begun. He needed to coordinate with Chen Xi's ancient capital branch to maximize the results.

Each branch of the Dust Dawn has at least two super-level mages, plus more than a dozen powerful high-level mages. This formidable fighting force is key to protecting the ancient capital.

Fortunately, the Dust Dawn Tower was built in the inner city, so even if the undead entered the city, they would not cause any damage to the tower.

"I see... Alright then, remember to come find us after you've finished what you're doing. I'll be going now."

Zhang Xiaohou could understand Mo Xie's situation. After all, he couldn't really help much in this kind of matter, just like he couldn't get a word in edgewise at the Magic Association earlier. He could only offer his silent support from behind.

He gave a brief explanation and then headed towards the agreed-upon restaurant.

Mo Xie looked at the bustling streets, where people's faces were filled with happy and joyful smiles, as if the terrifying undead outside the city walls meant nothing to them and did not affect their daily lives in the slightest.

I wonder if the happy smiles on their faces will still remain when the undead finally storm the ancient capital.
He couldn't help but think with a wicked grin that, considering the time frame, the awakening of the undead was now almost three days earlier than originally planned, which was quite ample time.

Of course, it's possible that the Black Vatican will react immediately once they realize it, but at the current speed, the relocation of the outer city can be completed in about a day.

As Mo Xie prepared to head to the Chenxi branch, his gaze swept across the crowd and caught sight of a familiar figure, causing him to pause slightly.

"Aunt Ye..." (End of Chapter)