Infinite Terror: This Middle Continent is Rebellious

Chapter 307: The Great Sage Lives, the Buddha Yishu and the Buddha Arhat, the Great Heavenly Venerable, the Mysterious Craftsman Emperor, the Unconscious Void Emperor
"Go and see."

The squad leader guarding the city gate thought for a moment and gave an order to one of his soldiers.

Upon receiving the order, the soldiers immediately trotted towards the soup kitchen.

Chu Xuan saw this and ordered Li Shi, "Don't let the soldiers come over."

Li Shi was stunned and asked cautiously, "Not letting them come...are you going to take action? Do you need to kill anyone?"

Chu Xuan shook his head: "It's enough to intimidate them, no need to kill them. If we make a big fuss, it will be detrimental to our plan."

Li Shi said "hmm" to show that he understood, and walked quickly towards the soldiers coming from the city gate.

Seeing the burly Li Shi, the soldier couldn't help but become alert. He gripped the hilt of his spear tightly with both hands and shouted at Li Shi, "Where are you from? What are you doing?"

"It's none of your business. Just stay put and don't meddle in other people's business."

Li Shi was very cautious when questioning Chu Xuan, but facing the henchmen who had the support of the imperial court and were acting tyrannically, he was not polite at all. He glared at them and shouted at them loudly.

The soldier's face showed annoyance. As the saying goes, he was a seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister. As a gatekeeper of Shaoxing City, he was more noble than those from other places. It was rare for him to encounter such impolite outsiders.

"Great! You bastard, you dare to act like a bully to your grandfather? Don't think that just because you're a big shot elsewhere you can act arrogantly in Shaoxing. This is Shaoxing! Shaoxing, the place where Emperor Gaozong bestowed upon me the title of Grand Commander of Shaoxing Prefecture!"

The soldier pointed his spear at Li Shi with an angry look on his face, but he didn't dare to actually attack him, for fear of offending someone he shouldn't offend and also bringing shame upon his minister, Zhao Gou.

Li Shi was too lazy to argue with this miscellaneous soldier. He activated the first-level gene lock, used the power of the spell to strengthen his legs, and suddenly burst out with several times the speed. He rushed in front of the soldier, snatched the spear away, and kicked the soldier in the abdomen.

The kick was so powerful that the soldier flew more than ten meters and fell at the city gate.

The soldier held his stomach, wailing and unable to get up, rolling on the ground.

Suddenly, with a "bang", the spear head fell on the side of his face and pierced into the ground, and the blade of the spear head even cut his skin.

"Ah! Rebellion! You are going to rebel!"

The soldier screamed and shouted in shock and anger.

"What rebellion? Stop talking nonsense."

A big foot kicked the soldier in the abdomen, but the rough sound came from the soldier's commander.

The soldier lying on the ground looked in astonishment at the team leader who asked him to go and see how the porridge was being distributed, with an expression of incomprehension.

The team leader cursed righteously, "What are you still standing there for? Your identity isn't for you to show off. Get lost!"

Two soldiers hurried over and dragged the fallen soldier away.

"He's new here and doesn't know much, so please don't be offended. Just continue distributing porridge to the people. I promise I won't let these soldiers get in the way."

The team leader turned his head, immediately put on a flattering smile, and nodded and bowed to Li Shi.

Li Shi was a little stunned. Why did these people have two different attitudes?

Li Shi was stunned. The soldier who was beaten was even more confused. He grabbed his colleague and asked, "Brother, why did the boss hit me? Why did we let the outsiders bully us?"

His colleagues sneered, "You're a fool, you have no brains at all. No wonder the boss is using you like a pawn. Those guys are rich, have the guts to fight soldiers at the city gate, and are martial arts masters. They're probably some legendary heroes. If we fight them, they'll kill us and run away. Do you still expect the higher-ups to have the ability or the will to avenge us?"

The injured soldier suddenly realized that he had been betrayed by his boss.

The soldiers at the city gate only acted rudely towards ordinary people and did not want to offend anyone in the martial arts world. After the team leader apologized to Li Shi, he quickly returned to the city gate and became more tolerant towards the people entering the city.

On the other side, twenty buckets of preserved egg and lean meat porridge were quickly eaten up, and Chu Xuan released another twenty buckets to let the refugees fill their stomachs.

As the refugees ate, they began to cry.

"My poor son, why don't you hold on for a few more days?"

"Old man, you died miserably!"

"Daddy! Daddy!"

……

When the refugees had food in their stomachs, they remembered the suffering they had endured before and couldn't help but burst into tears and cry bitterly.

Such a scene also made Zhang Jie, Wang Xia, Zhu Wen and others feel sad.

After a while, the wounded and sick were treated, and the surviving refugees had their stomachs filled. Thousands of refugees knelt in front of the carriage.

They had no ability and did not know how to repay Zhang Jie and others who saved them, so they could only express their gratitude to the Zhongzhou team in the simplest way.

When Zhang Jie and others went to persuade the refugees to get up, Chu Xuan said, "We plan to build a village at the foot of the mountain ahead. We need some labor. If you are willing to work, come with us."

"Work hard! Work hard!"

"As long as we have something to eat, we will do anything!"

"Master, I am willing to be your slave to repay you for saving my life."

……

Hearing Chu Xuan's voice, the refugees agreed one after another.

Not to mention working, they accepted food from the Zhongzhou team and received magical treatment. Now that Chu Xuan has raised the banner of rebellion, the refugees dare to join them in attacking Shaoxing City.

The officers at the city gate were a little panicked.

Recruiting refugees, why does this sound like a rebellion?
Who is a decent person who would recruit thousands of refugees to work for him at once? Who is a rich person who can afford to support so many people?
What to do if you can’t afford it? Then you can only take the refugees with you to rob.

Although he was a little panicked, the city gate officer did not act rashly.

Rebellion is very common. It has nothing to do with him. Why bother himself with trouble?

If you offend such a martial arts master, you might find your head missing when you wake up. It is safer to let the regular army suppress the bandits.

However, even though the officer did not move, the Zhongzhou team came to him.

Cheng Xiao, Wang Xia and Li Shi walked hurriedly towards the city gate. When they passed through the city gate, they did not show their household registration or travel permits, but just threw out a piece of silver and swaggered into the city.

No one dared to stop them. The officer was a little panicked and immediately arranged for the soldiers to follow them to avoid any mistakes and be blamed by his superiors.

Half an hour later, the soldiers hurried out, climbed up the tower, and said to the officer, "Captain, those three went to several rice shops, took a few pieces of gold, and reportedly bought a hundred dan of grain. They also went to the cloth shop to buy quilts..."

"Gold? One hundred koku? Food? Quilt?"

The officer was stunned.

"Where did this great benefactor come from? He gave me 100 dan of grain and a quilt. That's quite generous."

After being stunned for a moment, the officer felt relieved.

With the money to spend, it seemed there was no need to worry about an uprising nearby anytime soon. Looking into the city, I saw one donkey cart after another, loaded with food and blankets, rushing towards the city gate.

Chu Xuan and others had already led the refugees to set off half an hour ago.

The carriage was moving at a leisurely pace in the opposite direction of the city gate. Thousands of refugees formed a huge team and followed behind the carriage.

There is light in the eyes of these refugees, not the light of hunger, but the light of hope.

They knew that if they followed the carriage in front, they would really be able to have a full meal.

At night, Chu Xuan and others arrived at a long-abandoned village. The small village was backed by a withered yellow mountain. There was a field in the village, but it was overgrown with weeds. The nearest river was several miles away, so it was not very suitable for living.

However, such an environment is nothing to the Zhongzhou team. On the contrary, because it is far away from Shaoxing City and there is a big mountain that can be developed, it is more suitable for their development.

After entering the village, the carriage stopped. Chu Xuan and others walked out of the carriage and looked back at the refugees who followed them. In the night, they could see pairs of glowing eyes staring at them.

"Get ready to eat."

Chu Xuan took out food from the space ring.

It was still meat porridge. For today, before Chu Xuan separated from the main team, he used Wen Lie's gourmet tablecloth to create enough meat porridge for 1000 people to eat for three days.

There weren't many extra ones because the space ring couldn't hold them all, and he didn't bring any food tablecloth either because Zheng Zha needed the food tablecloth to conjure up food in exchange for the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms from Hong Qigong.

The refugees lined up consciously and received food in turn.

After they had dinner, Cheng Xiao and others rushed over from Shaoxing City and distributed quilts to the refugees.

The refugees held their blankets and looked for houses that had not collapsed to live in, but the number of houses was limited and could not accommodate everyone.

So, Cheng Xiao activated the spell in the Black Book of the Undead to control the land and built a house made of solidified mud. Although it was very rough, it could barely shelter from wind and rain, and was large enough to accommodate hundreds of people inside.

This action further strengthened the impression among the refugees that they were gods.

However, this kind of unconditional dedication like a god descending to earth to save all living beings only lasted for the first day.

The next day, in the early morning, the aroma of rice porridge woke up the sleeping refugees. They threw off their quilts and walked out of their simple houses. They saw several large pots set up in a mud house not far away, and several burly men with unremarkable looks were cooking porridge.

The man who woke up hurriedly picked up his bowl and ran to the cafeteria.

"Where's the meat? Why is there no meat today?"

Seeing the bright yellow millet porridge, the man said dissatisfiedly and gave the man who cooked the porridge a questioning look.

"Could it be that you were greedy for the meat?"

Although millet porridge is also very good, it is far inferior to yesterday's century egg and lean meat porridge.

The man cooking porridge was a figure created by Miao Ruoling using the Bibi Fruit. He had already received instructions, and after hearing the man express his dissatisfaction, he reached out without hesitation, grabbed the man's neck, and threw him out.

When the cook walked out of the cafeteria, the refugees who had woken up had already gathered outside the cafeteria. They heard what the man shouted and saw how he was thrown out. Different expressions appeared on their faces, some were confused, some were uneasy, some were angry, and some were questioning.

The cook glanced around and said angrily, "You ungrateful people! This porridge doesn't cost you a cent, and none of you kind people have asked for anything in return. I'm giving you food for free, so how can I allow greedy dogs like you to pick and choose?"

When he spoke, his eyes turned to the man who fell to the ground and couldn't get up. In fact, many people could hear that these words were not only spoken to the man, but also to them.

"We have worshipped the gods for decades and offered so much incense."

"There's nothing the gods can't create, so why don't they give us meat to eat?"

"It's not like we haven't worshipped the gods. During festivals, even when my family can't eat enough, we still burn incense to the Buddha."

Someone in the crowd was complaining.

A pinch of rice is a favor, a peck of rice is a grudge, and the insatiable greed is always there.

Once you get something, you want more. If the favor is too great to repay, you will gradually take it for granted, and even feel resentment when you can't get it.

What Chu Xuan needs to do is to nip this trend in the bud.

The cook cursed, "Damn it! Then go ask the gods you worship for food. If the gods you worshipped were really powerful, how could you end up like this? Would your family still starve to death?"

"Aren't good people gods?"

"That's impossible. How can someone who is not a god have magic?"

"It must be a god!"

The refugees looked at each other, feeling overwhelmed and unable to accept the situation.

Now, if it weren’t for the gods and Bodhisattvas they had worshipped before and the incense they had offered taking effect, and the gods appearing to save them, what else could it be?

If not, their underlying logic collapses.

Cook No. 2 came out and shouted to the crowd, "The kind ones are gods incarnated and sent down to earth to save all living beings. But they are not the gods and Buddhas you often worship. The gods and Buddhas that require incense and offerings are all frauds who steal the reputation. Otherwise, how could the people live so hard? The kind ones are the true gods. Regardless of whether they have incense and offerings, as long as they see the people in trouble, they will come down to earth to save them."

"That seems to be the case."

"If the gods were truly spiritual, why would we be so miserable?"

"Then all our previous incense offerings were wasted?"

……

The refugees whispered to each other, each showing an expression of sudden enlightenment.

"What kind of gods are those good people?"

Someone in the crowd asked loudly.

Cook No. 3 said, "Good people are angels sent by the True God. The True God has many names: Great Sage Living Buddha, Buddha Yishu, Arhat Great Heavenly Venerable, Mysterious Craftsman Emperor, and Incomprehensible Sky Emperor."

"Buddha, Great Heavenly Venerable, Emperor, Emperor, is the True God a deity or a Buddha?"

Someone asked in confusion.

Cook No. 1 said, "The Great Celestial Lord is the great god who created the world. He did not sleep for six days and six nights. On the first day, he created day and night. On the second day, he created the sky. On the third day, he created the earth and the ocean, vegetables, fruits, and grass. On the fourth day, he created the stars, seasons, and years. On the fifth day, he created birds and fish. On the sixth day, he created wild animals, insects, and animals. He also created humans in his own image. That's why he is called the Unconscious Emperor of the Void and the Mysterious Craftsman Emperor."

"Oh! So that's how it is. He didn't sleep for six days and six nights, so he is unconscious. He knocked out the world, so he is the Craftsman Emperor."

Cook No. 1's explanation was simple and easy to understand, and everyone immediately understood it.

Wujue means not sleeping, and Jiangdi means that this great god built the world like a carpenter.

To sum up, the Great Heavenly Venerable was busy for six days and six nights without sleeping, and created all things in the world in an empty place.

(End of this chapter)