Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 296 Urban Sanitation Management
King's Landing.

King's Landing is a stinking city.

Its total area is only ten square kilometers, yet it houses nearly a million people. Unlike later times, it does not have high-rise buildings to accommodate large populations, nor does it have a well-functioning underground water system.

It has long exceeded its population carrying capacity.

Therefore, no one could devise a way to remove the stench that permeated the city. Treating the symptoms wouldn't cure the root cause. And expanding the city and relocating the population was something no one could do.

That's how this city is.

Therefore, the overwhelming stench bursts outward along the heat island airflow.

It surged toward the ocean, the wilderness, the royal forest, and the King's Road. But in the end, its rampage came to a halt at the feet of the Witch Dust.

The car stopped in front of the city.

The wind transformed into a protective barrier before Wu Chen.

The enormous beast pulling the cart, which wasn't covered due to its size, snorted in dissatisfaction. Wu Chen's brow furrowed slightly.

“I don’t like this city,” he said, gently raising his hand that was holding a wisp of wind.

"My lord, please let me purify this city with flames. I promise it will be done soon!" Melusin, who had been sticking to his side and behaving very obediently, suddenly brightened up.

"Waaah—" She covered her head in grievance, and her head was lightly tapped. Wu Chen then ruffled her hair, shaping it like the wind in his hand.

"Fire cannot solve everything, nor can destruction. There are many ways to do things in this world."

He could already see the delegation from King's Landing cautiously approaching him. Leading the way was a thin, smiling middle-aged man, whom he knew was Littlefinger Petyr, the mastermind behind many conspiracies in Westeros, an ambitious schemer who thrived on chaos to seize power. Behind the future Duke, now Chancellor of the Exchequer, stood a large contingent of golden-robed guards serving as a ceremonial escort.

He was walking towards Wu Chen when he saw Wu Chen, so he bowed deeply and greeted him loudly. However, no matter what he was up to, Wu Chen didn't really intend to pay him any attention.

Wu Chen simply tossed the vortex of wind he was holding forward.

The next moment, the wind, freed from its restraints, grew and expanded rapidly! In an instant, it reached the skies above King's Landing, swirling and expanding with all its might.

The whole city screamed in response.

The golden-robed men who came out to greet the guests looked terrified. Littlefinger Petyr looked anxious and tried to say something, but his voice was instantly drowned out by the roar of the vortex.

The wind, an even stronger wind.

A massive vortex sucked in the city's gases and hurled them high into the sky. As large amounts of debris and dust were successfully swirled up, people screamed as they grabbed their clothes that were drying in the sun or clung to any nearby handhold they could find.

The atmosphere is thus purified.

There was no longer any foul air that could reach Wu Chen.

Wu Chen then raised his fingertips again, manipulating the power of the elements. This time, the earth responded to his will.

"structure."

He said.

The mastery of the earth element has reached its final stage; it only needs a definite result to validate it. First, fossils are transformed into mud, and then mud is transformed into stone. Solid soil becomes viscous slurry, and the slurry is once again sculpted into the desired shape.

That's an insect.

A huge, robust, yet remarkably flexible worm. It has an exterior of rock and iron, and an interior of flesh and blood. Its very nature is in harmony with the maggots that are common on this land.

The giant rock worm, which feeds on excrement, was thus successfully created by Wu Chen. It possesses the magical power of earth element, allowing it to walk through solid rock and soft mud without damaging any existing structures. "I call it the 'Scavenger.' And it fulfills my needs."

The parent plant has been completed.

In an instant, the offspring multiplied into countless numbers under Wu Chen's watchful gaze.

Driven by his will, they swarmed toward King's Landing, so close at hand, penetrating the thick walls as if piercing through a thin mist. Countless people screamed in terror before the giant insects, while the city guards, or those with courage, picked up all sorts of weapons and charged at them with shouts.

invalid.

The heavy rock and iron could completely withstand these weak and ineffective medieval weapons. Even wildfire, imbued with magic, might have some effect, but that effect would be negligible.

Within the palace, bursts of eerie green flames erupted. These prepared wildfires were perhaps originally intended for use on the divine incarnation of Wu Chen. However, the wildfires only burned away a small portion of the giant insect's stone skin, and the giant insect, which had merely shaken itself casually and then autonomously absorbed earth elements to repair itself, continued its work.

They cleaned up all the filth in the city.

Whether it's excrement, sludge, or garbage food scraps piled up in corners.

No one died as a result. But naturally, there were countless frights. These giant insects have a very sophisticated hunting logic, and they are as gentle as possible in their actions to avoid harming innocent flowers and plants.

good results.

Tens of thousands of giant rock worms, their bodies swelling several times over after consuming a sufficient amount of filth, then set off, transforming into massive, gray tides of rock, and, under Wu Chen's will, rushed toward the nearby ocean.

They plunged into the sea and burrowed beneath the seabed. Then they drilled even deeper down from the seabed, until they reached the fiery magma at the bottom of the Earth's crust.

Their mission was over. They dissolved in the magma, carrying with them a vast amount of pollution, purifying the filth and the possibility of biological invasion with their intense heat. As they vanished, the magical reaction created by their movement returned to Wu Chen's hands.

This is their legacy.

It is also their fruit.

These are the last pieces of leverage that Wu Chen needs.

When the vortex in the sky stopped spinning, the air, no longer polluted and foul-smelling, touched Wu Chen's nose.

The goal has been achieved.

The project was successfully completed.

This paper, written for himself, validated a definitive finding. And the earth element mastery he needed was finally firmly in his hands.

A solid step forward.

A smile involuntarily crept onto Wu Chen's lips.

He strode forward, his steps firm. Melisandre stood beside him. As he passed the little finger, the Master of Finances of King's Landing immediately bowed respectfully in greeting.

"His Majesty awaits your arrival, Your Majesty." He almost knelt on the ground.

However, Wu Chen did not look at him.

He simply passed by, leaving behind a faint remark.

"I do not like you."

(End of this chapter)