Longzang

Chapter 1194 The trend is unstoppable.
There are many strange things in the weapon forging workshop, and the atmosphere is completely different from before.

There are now more than 100 projects listed as important research projects. Even with a huge amount of funds at his disposal, Yu Zhizhuo still has some shortage to allocate and has to cut some seemingly fancy projects: for example, a kind of magic drug that can accelerate the progress of the Wild Roar.

However, Wei Yuan was somewhat absent-minded, constantly thinking about what had just happened. The feeling at that moment was very strange. The act of sending millions of people ahead had allowed Wei Yuan to touch upon some cause and effect, to see that the dawn was just ahead, and only then would he continue to send people.

But then things went wrong. It was as if Wei Yuan was pushing some invisible heavy object forward. There were countless obstacles along the way, and Wei Yuan used the luck of over 100 million people to overcome them one by one and arrive at that conclusion.

The more Wei Yuan thought about it, the more something seemed off. It was as if this conclusion didn't exist, or was actually wrong. In the end, Wei Yuan used the luck of 100 million people to completely reverse the course of his destiny. So, was this conclusion calculated by that person, or did he create it himself through sheer luck?
At this moment, Yu Zhizhuo sent over another beam of light, saying, "This is my preliminary annual report for this year. However, only nine months have passed this year, so I've borrowed three months from last year to give you a general idea. Currently, the entire weapon-forging workshop's annual output is just over three hundred million Qingyuan..."

Wei Yuan suddenly said, "Where is the person who wrote the book 'A Single Spark Can Start a Fire'? Take me to see him!"

"...So now just one weapon forging workshop is equivalent to half a country..." Yu Zhizhuo said halfway before realizing what he meant and said, "That guy is just a bookworm who studies mathematics. If you're interested, I can go and call him over. Why do you need to go there yourself?"

"No, we're going over there, right now!"

Seeing Wei Yuan's solemn expression, Yu Zhizhuo was also taken aback. He took the lead and instantly teleported dozens of miles away, where three jade-white buildings appeared before them.

This is a residence built by the Forging Workshop specifically for senior researchers. Although it lacks gardens and greenery, it offers panoramic views from its elevated position. The interior facilities have a celestial feel, are convenient and user-friendly, and are simple yet elegant, making it popular with young people. Most important researchers reside here.

Yu Zhizhu appeared directly on the 30th-floor terrace. Just as he was about to knock on the door, Wei Yuan behind him said, "There's no one inside!"

Yu Zhizhuo said in surprise, "That shouldn't be the case. I checked his workplace first, and it said he didn't show up today, so I brought you directly to his home to look for him. It's alright, he shouldn't have gone far..."

After saying that, Yu Zhizhuo released his divine sense, directly covering an area of ​​thirty miles in radius, leaving no detail unchecked.

In an instant, countless cultivators and mortals sensed something and looked up at the sky, wondering what had happened.

The sheer size and majesty of this familiar divine thought even made the Dharma Avatar tremble slightly, and he sighed inwardly: "Master of the Workshop is truly a master of extraordinary cultivation."

The moment this thought crossed their minds, countless bolts of azure lightning suddenly appeared in the sky! An extremely terrifying divine thought swept across the heavens and earth, instantly covering the vast expanse of heaven and earth! Wherever the divine thought passed, it rubbed against the void, generating streaks of lightning, almost like a heavenly tribulation!

Everyone, from those with perfect Dharma appearances to ordinary people of all ages, is like a flying insect frozen in amber, unable to move an inch!
Then a huge, majestic, indifferent, and cold gaze descended, sweeping over everyone.

The matter was of utmost importance, so Wei Yuan finally stopped holding back and directly covered the entire weapon forging workshop with his divine sense, rendering everyone in the workshop unable to move, and then searched for the target.

Yu Zhizhuo's expression changed slightly, and he gave Wei Yuan a deep look.

The city currently has a population of 800,000, including 90,000 at the Dao Foundation stage and 70 at the Dharma Aspect stage, yet Wei Yuan completely intimidated them all! If Wei Yuan were to change his mind, he could instantly turn the entire city into a ghost town!

Such divine insight was something Yu Zhizhuo had never seen in any immortal.

His expression changed several times, and his heart was filled with turbulent waves. He originally thought that he and Wei Yuan were only one major realm apart, but he did not expect that Wei Yuan's strength had reached such a level! If the two of them were to fight, Wei Yuan would not even need to use any Dao techniques. He could directly crush Yu Zhizhuo's sea of ​​consciousness with his divine sense.

The terrifying divine sense lasted for a full three breaths before slowly receding, without finding that person.

Yu Zhizhuo realized something was wrong and immediately summoned all the cultivators in charge of various areas in the city. He then questioned them in detail and got the results after a short while.

The monk who wrote this book was about forty years old, a slightly weathered middle-aged man who always dressed as a scholar. The research topics he was originally in charge of were all rather strange and not in very urgent fields, so people didn't pay much attention to him at first.

He went to work as usual yesterday, then went home in the evening, had a few drinks alone at a small restaurant, and then went home to sleep.

This morning, the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Grand Array detected that he left home at the usual time, presumably to go to work, and then all records ended there. He did not appear at his workplace, nor did he return home, nor was he anywhere in the city, nor was there any record of him leaving the city; he simply vanished into thin air.

This person is an ordinary cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage. He has been in Qingming for three years and has only recently begun to show his talent. His book, "A Spark of Fire," caused a small sensation, not because of its conclusions, but because of the mathematical proficiency it displayed, which is rarely matched. Even Wen Guantian admired it after reading it.

It was for this reason that this book came into Yu Zhizhuo's view. Today, when Wei Yuan came to visit the loom, he asked why all talents are templates and foundations. Only then did he remember that there was such a book that just answered Wei Yuan's question, so he recommended it to Wei Yuan.

Even now, looking back, Yu Zhizhuo feels it's full of coincidences, so coincidental that it couldn't possibly have been designed. Moreover, Yu Zhizhuo believes that even if the Immortal Lord Yanshi were here, he couldn't have orchestrated Wei Yuan's scheme within the Azure Netherworld. If the author hadn't suddenly disappeared, Yu Zhizhuo would still think it was just a coincidence, but now it certainly isn't.

Wei Yuan suddenly asked, "What's his name?"

Yu Zhizhuo was taken aback at first, then his face instantly turned extremely ugly. He actually didn't remember that person's name! It wasn't that he didn't remember it, but rather that he remembered it, and now he had completely forgotten it.

How could someone who wrote such a book and left such a deep impression on him not have a name? Yu Zhizhuo had even chatted with him a few times, and they would greet each other if they met on the road. How could he not remember his name?

Yu Zhizhuo, now at the perfected Dharma form, naturally knew that someone had used extraordinary means to erase the corresponding cause and effect. However, within the Azure Netherworld, the erasure was not entirely thorough.

Wei Yuan had naturally thought of that as well. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Excellent! If he had erased everything, you wouldn't have remembered ever reading this book, and you wouldn't have recommended it to me. Now, I've read the book, but I don't remember the person. It's just right!"

Yu Zhizhuo's face was grim; he hadn't felt this way in a long time.

However, Wei Yuan suddenly smiled and said, "Although he accomplished some things through my hands, it's really nothing special. This is exactly what I wanted to do anyway. Since he wants us to give the template Dao Foundation space, then we'll give them space!"
There are too many people in the heavens, their schemes intertwined, and whatever we do will inevitably be interfered with. So don't overthink it. Who cares if someone is manipulating the situation? As long as it benefits our growth, just do it! When we are strong, we will be invincible!

Yu Zhizhuo's gloom gradually dissipated, and he laughed heartily, saying loudly, "That makes sense! However, you still need to take a closer look at my annual report. If you approve of it, I think this system can be promoted throughout Qingming. In addition, two large iron ore veins, a coal mine vein, and a spirit jade mine vein have been discovered in recent months, but I haven't been able to mine them!"

"Oh? Why is that?"

Yu Zhizhuo's gaze was deep: "These mines have huge reserves, so mining them isn't too difficult. But the problem is that we need to make things out of the ore. No matter what we make now, who will we sell it to?"

Wei Yuan was taken aback, then frowned and pondered for a long time before shaking his head.

This is a fundamentally unsolvable problem, just like with food. Qingming has stopped cultivating the land much and is now focusing on nurturing the earth's veins and converting spiritual fields to grow spiritual rice. The reason is simple: there's so much grain and meat that they can't even finish eating it all, and even the earliest batch of canned goods is about to expire.

After pondering for a long time, Wei Yuanfang said, "Since there's nowhere to sell them, let's use them ourselves. Let's first build a floating road specifically for land-based flying boats, from Qingming all the way to the Lü family's ancestral land, and directly to the Northern Frontier!"

Yu Zhizhuo was taken aback and exclaimed, "That's three hundred thousand li!"

Wei Yuan nodded and said, "It is indeed quite costly, but the benefits are equally enormous. This road runs through the Western Jin Dynasty, which is equivalent to connecting the thirty-six counties of Ningxi and Ganzhou with Qingming. Large armies can arrive at various places along the way in an instant. Heavy troops can even reach the northern frontier directly. Fighting the Liao people will also relieve the pressure on our northern border."

Moreover, this isn't just one road; we've requisitioned fifty li (approximately 25 kilometers) on both sides of it. Military camps, fortresses, supply depots, and workshops can be set up along the way. It can be said that wherever the floating road reaches, it is all our Qingming land!

Yu Zhizhuo gasped and said, "This... is too domineering!"

Wei Yuan smiled slightly and said, "It's not domineering. Why would we build these mountains of goods? Why would we support a million cultivators? Are those shells and missiles just going to rust and become scrap metal if we don't fire them? Are we going to keep the Qingyuan as compensation if we don't spend it?"
We have a massive army of ten million fierce warriors; if we don't get moving, we'll all get fat!

Yu Zhizhuo sighed, "That's true, but resorting to violence is never a good thing."

Wei Yuan patted his shoulder and said, "What you said is certainly true. I also don't want to fight. So as long as the enemy gives up resistance, this battle won't break out, right?"

"Huh??" Yu Zhizhuo's mind didn't quite process what was happening.

Wei Yuan added, "Besides, I don't want to occupy land or recruit people; I just want to sell the goods you've made. If you can't even satisfy this small desire, then don't blame me for being impolite."

Those scoundrels, driven by selfish greed, would rather see the people suffer than let us sell our goods. Such evil and heretical people deserve to die. We, the righteous sects, naturally must eliminate them as quickly as possible!

Yu Zhizhuo hesitated, then finally sighed. It wouldn't do to stop him from making things; that would go against the natural order. If he made things, he would naturally sell them; he had simply made a little more than usual.

Therefore, all of this was simply to sell some things, which was naturally the right thing to do. Yu Zhizhuo easily convinced himself of this.

(End of this chapter)