Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 156 The Nine Cauldrons Return to Their Positions
The screening process, personally overseen by Yang Feng, lasted for more than a month.

As experts from various countries worked day and night in the stadium like miners, the treasures whose original countries of origin were identified were continuously transferred. Meanwhile, in the special warehouse built for Yang Feng within the stadium, the number of bronze artifacts also increased...

Of course, these bronze artifacts were also authenticated by experts.

They all belong to their original country.

It's just temporarily staying in this warehouse.

Yang Feng didn't say what he was doing, and no one dared to ask him.

During the trip, rain was inevitable, and Yang Feng even gave a live demonstration of summoning wind and rain...

He learned a lot of Taoist arts from those aristocratic families.

It's not difficult to command the wind and rain.

It's nothing more than the clouds influencing the water vapor with their spiritual energy when the clouds have enough time, making it condense or disperse as they please. It's essentially the work of artificial rainmaking and cloud-driving rockets. But given his reputation, it certainly drew a wave of worship from the crowd.

Meanwhile, the civil war in the superpower intensified.

As reinforcements from the Southern states arrived en masse by land in the city at the heart of the battlefield, the Northern Mutual Protection Alliance's relief operation ultimately failed. Colonel Norrington and his men held out for a month before finally surrendering due to running out of ammunition and supplies. He and some key officers managed to escape in the chaos, as they were virtually indistinguishable from the enemy in terms of language and appearance. The remaining 15,000 regular troops and nearly 100,000 armed personnel surrendered to the National Guard, led by Lone Star State.

Of course, they surrendered not only weapons, but also the wealth they controlled.

This war resulted in more than 100,000 deaths.

However, the main deaths were not from battle, but from those trapped and starving to death.

After all, the National Guard in the southern states did not allow food to enter during this period. Of course, the armed personnel could grab food, but the financial elites trapped in high-rise buildings and basements could not grab any. Some of them could not even get out because the buildings were bombed. In the end, they could only starve to death, just like the wealthy families of Southern Liang during the time of the Great General of the Universe, wearing high-end custom-made suits and famous watches.

In fact, the death toll will continue to rise, and it is not impossible for it to exceed 200,000.

Those bombed skyscrapers are still buried in the ruins.

Once the National Guard of the Southern states has occupied a city, they certainly won't be interested in rescuing it.

The internet celebrity president then delivered a speech at the presidential palace, announcing the successful conclusion of the counterinsurgency operation.

He also ordered the National Guard to return to their respective states and end the state of emergency, and urged active-duty military personnel who had been recalled to return to their barracks. In addition, he demanded the dissolution of the provisional Congress and the immediate return of all senators and representatives to Congress for a meeting.

The governor of Lone Star State immediately announced that he had been ordered to act.

Other states involved in the suppression of the rebellion also expressed their loyalty to the internet celebrity president.

The president's orders must be obeyed.

but……

Pooh!
You shameless bastards.

Your military vehicles, planes, and even tanks and infantry fighting vehicles are now stuffed with gold, jewels, and cash, so of course you're in a hurry to get back.

But are those who were robbed just supposed to accept it?
The Northern League, along with some states that arrived late and hadn't gained much ground, especially the northern red states, refused. Their demands were simple: first, all armed personnel in the capital must withdraw, especially those stationed at the presidential palace and Capitol; second, the National Guard participating in the counterinsurgency must withdraw through a pre-arranged passage and undergo inspection. Although their attempt to relieve the siege failed, they had destroyed all bridges in the fighting. Their only land retreat was northward, where they had primarily fought with reinforcements. Therefore, if the retreat didn't follow the agreed-upon passage, they would continue fighting.

Passage is not permitted in the air.

Otherwise they would shoot down any transport planes that try to take off.

The same was true at sea. In fact, the later battles also spread to the sea, since some of the southern reinforcements were going north by sea. So, some of the naval warships that had been bought off by both sides engaged in multiple battles in the open sea.

Of course, I didn't risk my life.

After all, everyone's in it for the money; they'll just put on a show for their sugar daddy.

But that's definitely not possible now; if it were transported out by sea, it would be an enormous fortune.

In short, the standoff continues.

Moreover, firefights occur from time to time.

Similarly, the provisional parliament also refused to be dissolved, demanding the complete withdrawal of armed personnel from the capital.

Why can't we have a proper talk?

Yang Feng said with a pained expression.

Of course, everyone is already used to his performances.

This guy has now completely absolved himself of any wrongdoing, and with the treasures returning to their original countries, his popularity is soaring. Countless people online are cheering for him, since no one expected him to actually return them. This includes some of the bronze artifacts, which have also been returned to their original countries. Only a small portion remains, and this small portion will be handed over to its original country today.

This is simply a saint!

Amidst the watchful eyes of the crowd, he walked straight towards a patch of messy lawn in front of him.

There, thousands of bronze artifacts were arranged in a huge square formation, while some workers were carrying small buckets that looked like paint buckets and using brushes to apply red liquid to them as if they were painting.

There are too many descendants; blood sacrifice is definitely out of the question. However, as the so-called god said, there are simply too many descendants of Yu the Great. So, this problem is easily solved. Just entrust someone willing to help to find the surnames of Yu the Great's descendants. Authenticity doesn't matter. Then, draw a vial of blood from each of them. Their sheer number means that even a single vial is enough to collect sufficient amounts. Blood sacrifice is definitely out of the question, but it can be done like painting over them. This is a task he doesn't have to do himself.

"Your Excellency, all of them have been scanned."

The official approached him with a forced smile and reported.

"Both inside and out have been painted?"

Yang Feng said.

"Yes, you can rest assured that nothing has been missed."

The official quickly said.

Yang Feng waved his hand, and he quickly stepped aside. Then Yang Feng walked straight towards his bronze array.

The densely packed crowd in the stands all stared wide-eyed.

No one knows what he intended to do with these things.

It's fair to say that everyone has been wondering for over a month now, and countless people around the world are eagerly anticipating this moment, just like the audience around them.

As Yang Feng reached the center of the bronze array, his wings unfurled and he rose slowly. Simultaneously, his soul energy expanded around him, spreading outwards from the center of the array like a pale golden holy light. Amidst countless gasps of amazement, countless points of light, like starlight, appeared on the bronze artifacts, then rose and converged towards the sky before him. As the holy light continued to spread, all the bronze artifacts within its reach shimmered with dense starlight, converging at a single point, gradually forming a cluster of light.

The ball of light grew larger and brighter.

The holy light eventually enveloped all the bronze artifacts, and the starlight that had been constantly emanating gradually became sparse until the last bit rose and merged into the ball of light.

The next moment, the ball of light, like the sun, released intense light outwards.

Everyone instinctively closed their eyes.

Then the ball of light disappeared.

When they all opened their eyes again, nine bronze cauldrons appeared in the sky in front of Yang Feng.

Not big.

It's only about half a meter high.

Moreover, it is round, with three legs and two handles. The body of the cauldron is covered with intricate patterns of mountains, rivers, birds and animals. In addition, there are some inscriptions that look like oracle bone script, but are clearly more like simple line drawings. In fact, they look more like patterns.

The stadium fell silent as everyone stared at the nine bronze cauldrons suspended in mid-air.

"guess what is this?"

Yang Feng said.

Silence continued.

"Nine, the Nine Tripods."

Suddenly, an old expert spoke in a trembling voice.

As he spoke, he even took a step forward, but his legs gave way and he collapsed to his knees.

"Guessed it right."

Yang Feng said.

Then he pointed east.

“Go back to where you belong!” he said.

The next moment, the nine bronze cauldrons transformed into nine golden rays that shot eastward.

"As for these, you can take them with you!"

He then spoke to the stunned old expert.

Then, with his jade axe, he cleaved open a spatial rift and walked straight in...

Before the enormous throne.

"Your choice is a bit surprising! But this thing is of little use to you, at least for now."

The so-called god said in a rather profound tone.

Between the white clouds that spread out beneath Yang Feng's feet, one could see vast mountains and rivers. The nine cauldrons he had sent back were suspended at their respective locations in the Nine Provinces. However, they were at a high altitude, so they did not obstruct the flight path. They were like nine low-orbit geostationary satellites, just hovering in the sky.

Below them, planes flew overhead.

Satellites also fly overhead.

They floated silently between the airplanes and satellites, protecting the earth below.

"What is this thing's ability?"

Yang Feng asked curiously.

"To put it simply, to create a civilization, you take them to a wild planet. As long as the elements that exist on Earth are there, and the temperature is similar, they can help you create a civilization from scratch."

Of course, it's just help.

You can't just pull a human tribe out of there and keep pulling out all the things they need.

They only provide assistance when you have the ability to transform elements into matter, or form an energy network similar to a magic array on an already established rudimentary civilization. This network possesses capabilities akin to artificial intelligence, monitoring the rudimentary civilization and intervening when necessary to ensure its smooth development. Rudimentary civilizations are very fragile; a natural disaster or a wrong choice can cause them to perish. I've tried this several times, and each time it failed due to negligence. However, the magic array they form can protect this rudimentary civilization from annihilation at crucial moments.

"That so-called god said."

So this bastard also frequently creates civilized games.

"A certain computer software that's infuriating yet indispensable for beginners?"

Yang Feng said.

"Well, you could say that."

The so-called God said.

"Then in this era, they can only serve as totems."

Yang Feng looked at the nine tripods below and said.

Indeed, this era does not need them. They only provide protection for those fragile, nascent civilizations. But this era does not need any protection. Humanity is already capable enough to protect its own civilization, unless an asteroid hits it directly one day.

What's next?

He said.

"What do you think of the Imperial Seal of the State?"

The so-called God said.

"So I'm going to Xianyang to have another talk with Liu Bang or Xiang Yu?"

Yang Feng said.

"Wrong, you can go to any dynasty."

The so-called God said.

"What do you mean?"

Yang Feng said doubtfully.

"You still don't understand why these artifacts can become artifacts. The reason why artifacts become artifacts is that over a long period of time, people have remembered them and instinctively revered them. Only when people remember them and the power of reverence has accumulated over a long period of time will they gain divine power. However, this power is only stored within them. Unsealing it is another matter."

Zhu Yuanzhang's twin spears have been enshrined on the Nanjing city wall for nearly three hundred years, so they have acquired divine power, and it is up to you to unseal them.

The same goes for Zhao Kuangyin's jade axe.

The Zhao family's three-hundred-year reign, even if people only remember the "Shadow of the Candle and the Sound of the Axe," is still a three-hundred-year-old memory.

The so-called God said.

"Wouldn't the Green Dragon Crescent Blade take even longer?"

"But Guan Yu didn't use the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, which was a mistake. Since it was a mistake, it doesn't exist."

"Those thirteen suits of wild boar hide armor have been talked about for a long time, although only a few people have respected them, but that's been for nearly three hundred years."

"Yes, will you go to lift the lockdown?"

"Uh, not interested."

Yang Feng said.

But he soon realized what was happening.

"Therefore, the Imperial Seal of the State did not have any divine power at the end of the Qin Dynasty. After all, it had not been made for long. However, the Imperial Seal of the State was a symbol of imperial power throughout the dynasties. It had transcended the limitations of any particular dynasty and remained so until it disappeared. Even long after its disappearance, it was still regarded as a symbol of imperial power, and the most important one at that. So no matter which dynasty I go to, even the dynasty in which it disappeared, as long as I find it, I can actually unseal it."

Including modern times.

Well, let's forget about modern times, since the Imperial Seal of the State doesn't hold much reverence these days.

But it must be difficult to find descendants of Qin Shi Huang, right?

He said.

Empress Qin Shi Huang's successors...

This is really hard to find, after all, his sons were all killed by Huhai and Zhao Gao.

They even killed the whole family.

In other words, Prince Gao died without killing his entire family.

But the question remains whether Xiang Yu actually killed his entire family.

"Cast a wide net, including several surnames that are suspected to be his descendants, such as Qin, Ying, and Zhao. If this is wrong, it's useless; if it is useful, it will be useful."

The so-called God said.

Yang Feng nodded.

Which dynasty would you like to visit?

The so-called god said with an expectant look.

"Of course, it's the dynasty I most want to have a good time with."

Yang Feng said with a wicked smile.

"I must remind you that the Imperial Seal is arguably the strongest artifact you have obtained, second only to the Nine Cauldrons, which are powerful but not combat-oriented. Before it is unsealed and you can control it, it may suppress the energy of other artifacts."

"What do you mean? Other divine artifacts were directly sealed in front of it?"

"Yes, unless you can unseal and control it, and then command it to release the suppression."

The so-called God said.

"Luckily, I know other things now."

Yang Feng nonchalantly brandished his jade axe and directly cleaved open the spatial rift.

(End of this chapter)