Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 492 Sending you to the New World to establish a nation is...

"Where does the immortal intend to go?"

With a solemn expression, the First Emperor felt uneasy. "I was just about to accumulate merit, and now the immortal has abandoned me?"

The First Emperor was always the same First Emperor.

He spent a huge sum of money from Lindao to purchase all kinds of supplies.

Train motorized infantry, reduce taxes and corvée labor, and allow the people to recuperate and thrive.

All of these actions were not because he was possessed by Emperor Wen of Han; they were purely for his own purposes.

The matter had already begun, and the First Emperor suppressed his urgency and began to accumulate merit.

Then Lin Dao said he was leaving?!

The First Emperor, who had recently planted a large number of swindlers in the ground, almost mistook Lin Dao for a swindler as well.

"It is you who needs to accumulate merit, not me."

Lin Dao casually replied, "I've already given you the method, just do it."

"I will deliver the ordered supplies to you regularly as agreed and collect the corresponding payment."

"From now on, I will think about how to love and protect the people every day."

"When there are benefits to be had, we should think of giving them to the common people first."

"The rage and murderous intent in my heart are all reserved for the barbarians."

"To expand territory when there is trouble."

"When there's nothing else to do, we expand our territory."

"In this way, merit will naturally accumulate within you."

Lin Dao smiled slightly and said, "To put it simply, merit is doing good deeds."

"Those who benefit from the good deeds you do will be grateful to you."

"This power of gratitude is your merit."

“A single act of gratitude is insignificant.”

"Many grains of sand can be gathered to form a tower, and many small contributions can make a whole coat."

"Once the base number is large enough, quantitative changes will lead to qualitative changes."

"Normally speaking, as long as you are a person, you can generate the power of merit."

"But can the number of powerful and noble families compare to that of the common people?"

"Your Majesty, you must know the truth about this matter perfectly well."

"I don't need to elaborate on how to do it."

Lin Dao indeed didn't say much; he even held back some things.

Most importantly, he did not tell the First Emperor that his merits were obtained from multiple heavenly worlds.

Breaking through the limits of a single world is the true meaning of accumulating sand to form a tower.

It's not exactly deception, it's more like forgetting crucial information.

"Where does the immortal intend to go?"

The First Emperor, reluctant to part, asked, "Are you perhaps going back to Chenglingtai Fangcun Mountain?"

"Uh~"

Lin Daoxin thought to himself, "I don't know how to get back either."

Actually, I've never been there.

Even if I could go, I wouldn't want to.

The path of cultivation is fraught with difficulties, obstacles, and hardships.

Nothing compares to the dazzling world; I have absolutely no interest in it.

"The world is so big, I want to go and see it."

Lin Dao stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze focused on "those who have been affected should be given a way out."

The person who could get Lin Dao to take the initiative to arrange a way out could not possibly be a lucky person like Yang Xi who clung to a powerful figure.

In this world, there are only two people for whom Lin Dao would actively help find a way out.

Or rather, they are two groups of people.

The First Emperor's mind raced.

After a moment, he said solemnly, "In that case, I intend to order Fusu Shui to serve the Immortal Master at his side, so as to rectify his heart and strengthen his will."

He took a step back and bowed to Lin Dao, saying, "Please grant my request, Immortal Master."

"You—" Lin Dao hesitated for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Are you making this request as the First Emperor, or as my father?"

For no apparent reason, the First Emperor felt a sudden jolt in his heart.

His reaction was extremely quick, and he promptly replied, "Fusu has truly caused me a great deal of worry."

"I hope that the immortal master can discipline him more and make him understand how to be a true successor."

Lin Dao naturally understood the First Emperor's thoughts.

After a moment's thought, he spoke again, "In that case, let's add Prince Huhai to the group as well."

For a thousand years after Fusu, no emperor dared to keep his heir away from him.

Therefore, during the struggle for the throne among the nine princes, the resentful Grand General should have realized long ago that he had already been abandoned from the moment he became the Grand General.

Since the First Emperor ordered Fusu to follow Lin Dao, Lin Dao would not allow the past to repeat itself.

Fusu can be brought along, but Huhai must also come.

"Hu Hai?"

The First Emperor was greatly surprised.

Hu Hai was just one of his many children, and not a particularly remarkable one.

Why did the immortal specifically name someone?
His thoughts raced.

If Hu Hai was any different, it was only because his mentor was Zhao Gao!
After much deliberation, the First Emperor immediately laughed and replied, "This is Hu Hai's good fortune!"

The next day, when Lin Dao was about to set off, he was astonished to see the huge procession in front of him.

Warriors, Gentlemen, Palace Attendants, Palace Maids, Physicians, Craftsmen, Musicians, Chariot Drivers~
The procession was vast, numbering well over a thousand.
Lin Dao lowered his head, closed his eyes, and raised his hand to rub the bridge of his nose.

"Immortal Master~"

Zhao Gao jogged over, his expression sincere. "The two young masters are all ready. May I ask when they will depart?"

"Go and tell the First Emperor."

Raising his head, Lin Dao bluntly stated, "Each of his two sons is only allowed to bring one attendant."

"Come along if you want, or go on your own if you don't."

Having said that, he ignored Zhao Gao's change in expression, mounted his horse, and set off with Han Xin and Zhang Liang.

About a quarter of an hour later, the sound of horses' hooves came from behind.

Before long, four fast horses came chasing after them. They were Fusu, Meng Yi, and Zhao Gao, whom they had met before.

And a young master with a handsome face, but a pale complexion.

Lin Dao glanced at them but said nothing and continued riding forward.

Before nightfall, Lin Dao found a flat spot and retrieved a pieced-together tent to set up.

Zhao Gao and his men were completely at a loss.

There's no village or shop in sight here, and even people following from a distance don't dare to get close. If they were to camp here, where would they sleep?
Fortunately, Lin Dao still came over and brought them tents, instant noodles, a large pot, pickled vegetables, and a jar of Lao Gan Ma chili sauce.

There is a small river not far away, meandering along.

Zhao Gao carried a large pot to fetch water, while Meng Yi built a stove and gathered firewood to start a fire.

One was a servant, and the other was from a military background; both were quick and efficient.

Fusu and Huhai, who were supposed to set up the tent, were in a flurry of activity and made a complete mess of things.

Hu Hai complained repeatedly, but Fu Su, with a stern face, scolded him twice, which finally calmed him down.

Lin Dao and Han Zhang were sitting in a tent eating a KFC takeout meal.

"Things have come to this." Lin Dao chewed on a fried chicken leg and simply asked, "It's time to find a way out for you."

The two people, who were busy eating and drinking, immediately looked over seriously.

"Let me ask you first."

"Are you willing to serve the Qin Dynasty?"

Zhang Liang, holding an iced can of cola in both hands, immediately shook his head, unsurprisingly.

Han Xin, standing to the side, frowned and pondered for a moment before shaking his head.

“I understand why Zhang Liang is unwilling.”

Lin Dao looked at Han Xin curiously, "Why are you unwilling?"

"In the Qin army, the various military nobles have long since taken control of everything." Han Xin shook his head. "A newcomer like me has no chance of getting ahead."

The military aristocracy of the Qin Dynasty had long since controlled all the channels of advancement within the Qin army.

Even if the God of War were to leave, he would have no chance to rise to prominence.

After all, the marshal had a son, and the general also had a son.

Newbie?

Go somewhere cool and stay there.

Han Xin may not have high emotional intelligence, but he is not low intellectual intelligence.

During his time at the imperial palace, he had seen, asked, and learned enough.

"So," Lin Dao said thoughtfully, "you want to become a general, lead troops into battle, and seek a title?"

Han Xin nodded emphatically, "Yes!"

"Okay," Lin Dao agreed. "Just wait."

"As for you," Lin Dao looked at Zhang Liang, "do you want to restore your kingdom?"

"Yes!" Zhang Liang replied without hesitation.

"Does the restoration of our kingdom necessarily have to be in the Central Plains?"

Lin Dao's single sentence broke Zhang Liang's defenses, which had been steadily strengthening his beliefs over the past few days.

"Brother Zihou," he asked, puzzled, "what does this mean?"

"The remnants of the six kingdoms, to put it bluntly, are nothing more than trying to reclaim their former power and wealth," Lin Dao said bluntly. "But this would lead to war, causing chaos throughout the land and countless deaths and injuries among the people."

"This is something I cannot allow in this world."

If this happened in a world after Dazexiang, Lin Dao wouldn't need to waste any more words; he could just get right to it.

But now that the world is gradually becoming more stable, the lives of the people are gradually improving as the First Emperor begins to accumulate merit.

He naturally could not tolerate any more large-scale battles that would lead to widespread suffering.

Throughout history, whenever war breaks out, it is always the common people who suffer the most casualties.

"I will send you to the new continent."

Lin Dao's words were full of temptation: "A place with a vast territory, abundant resources, and weak local natives, where you can rebuild your country and establish a new nation."

These words moved both Zhang Liang and Han Xin.

"Such a place exists in this world?"

"Of course I do." Lin Dao casually tossed away the chicken bones and said with a smile, "Why would I need to lie to you?"

Zhang Liang thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed true.

With Brother Zihou's abilities, eliminating these remnants of the six states would be a piece of cake.

Why go through all that trouble?

"The New World is thousands of miles away from the Central Plains," Lin Dao continued. "Once we get there, there's no need to worry about the Qin army attacking."

"The local inhabitants there are mostly descendants of the Yin-Shang dynasty; they are still living in the Yin-Shang era."

"They lived in tents, used stone spears, had no horses, and even less armor."

"You can decide for yourselves how to treat these remnants of the Yin-Shang dynasty."

"You should try to contact the families of the deceased in various countries."

Lin Dao instructed Zhang Liang, "I know there must be some connection between you two."

"Have them prepare manpower, goods, livestock, and families."

"Bring everything you can, wait for my instructions to gather together, and I will send you to the New World to rebuild your country."

"That was a vast land, much larger and more expansive than the Qin Dynasty at that time."

"You can easily establish a country with such a vast territory that you can ride horses anywhere."

This is the truth.

The combined area of ​​the New World, from north to south, is simply unbelievable.

Want to establish a nation?
You can build anywhere; you can have as much land as you need.

Zhang Liang was thrilled to hear this.

Is there really a chance for this long-cherished wish to come true?
He finally calmed down and asked him a question.

"Brother Zihou, where are we going now?"

"Go and arrange a leader for all of you who dream of restoring your country," Lin Dao sighed softly.

“Sending you out will not only fulfill your wishes, but also bring peace to the Central Plains.”

"By the way," Lin Dao said solemnly, giving a serious instruction.

"Remember, you must not inform the remnants of the Chu state."

"They have other plans!"

(End of this chapter)