My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 384 The Real Plan! The Imperial Ancestral Temple! The Imperial Ancestral Temple!
In the capital city, in front of the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

The officials of the Ministry of Rites exchanged bewildered glances and whispered among themselves. Many wore expressions of resentment and anguish, while others clenched their fists, as if they had made up their minds…

"This...this! What kind of behavior is this?"

“From beginning to end… it was all… even the emperor never met us!”

"...What emperor? I absolutely refuse to acknowledge him! He's nothing but a traitor."

"You scoundrel, that's something even the goddess Nuwa approves of! Although..."

"Are you trying to curry favor with the new emperor? Heh, after two hundred years of cultivating scholars, has the Great Qian Dynasty produced nothing but a bunch of trash like you?"

"You can die! You can die right now! What are you yelling about?"

"Fine... If this traitorous leader comes, I'll smash my head against this altar and die... I want to see how he's going to carry out this grand sacrificial ceremony."

"If you really intend to do that, would you even tell anyone?"

The officials were in a state of confusion, even attacking each other.

If it were a genuine struggle for supremacy, with each side being mortal enemies, then it goes without saying that if the enemy were to breach the city's defenses—

Spineless officials knelt and begged for mercy, surrendering... Hard-hearted officials organized resistance, ready to die if necessary...

However, this is clearly different from the two previous dynastic changes.

Compared to the previous two times, this time it's as if 'God himself' has intervened to help this mysterious and unpredictable new leader conquer the world!

For them, who were well-versed in history and scriptures, this was simply a collapse of their worldview and philosophy of life.

Compared to the military generals and nobles who were clueless, only interested in fighting and accepting their fate, these people thought far too much…

suddenly.

A faint rumbling sound rang out.

The officials fell silent abruptly, looked up, and saw rows of drones.

"Now, begin the broadcast!" A calm voice came from the drone; it was the language of dreams, the voice of Nuwa.

"Currently, the broadcast of the ancient artifact television sets currently in use in the Great Qian Dynasty has been successfully completed..."

"The broadcast of the ancient artifact mobile phones currently in use in Daqian has been completed!"

The officials: "!!!"

Their expressions changed drastically.

The leader, a pale-faced but slender man wearing a top hat, took out his phone, turned it on, and indeed he saw... the screen projected by the phone was truly displaying the scene of the Fengchan ceremony...

“…How could this be?” the man murmured. He had never known that this ancient relic had such an effect.

Wait a minute! He realized belatedly that he was using this live stream to prevent a possible... assassination attempt on the new emperor by a superhuman?

The man's brow furrowed... but he quickly dismissed the thought. Perhaps, within the official system, those specially trained superhumans would choose silence in this situation... but what about the others? What about cults?

It should be noted that ever since the capital was attacked and captured, the entire capital has never been at peace.

The authorities, or more accurately, the superhumans of the previous dynasty, have been desperately suppressing various cult forces. However, this suppression is already proving to be extremely difficult!

Compared to the previous period of stability, all official superhumans are now asking themselves one question: Why are they still fighting against cult forces?

To protect the so-called people... But who knows, once the new emperor ascends the throne, he might launch a massive purge against them... The official superhumans never considered that Chu Zhu actually doesn't have many superhuman forces under his command... Will this new emperor simply choose to absorb them directly...?

On the one hand, their loyalty to the former emperor prevented them from doing so—or rather, even if some wanted to surrender, this sentiment had not yet spread because Chu Zhu had attacked too quickly!
On the other hand, they suspected that the extraordinary power this person possessed was far beyond their imagination... They even felt that the reason he was able to conquer the world so quickly was because he disregarded martial ethics, violated the prohibition, and used extraordinary power!

Only these honest people still honestly use the power of ordinary people!

Maybe... they got in through Nuwa's back door!

This made them feel genuinely angry and resentful... Why couldn't they, but this person could? Just because he was the so-called chosen one?
Is this fair?!
Why? ! !
……

Next breath.

A piercing scream rang out.

An unmanned shuttle suddenly appeared above the Imperial Ancestral Temple and landed at high speed.

"?!" The slender man narrowed his eyes and looked at a handsome young man who walked down from above. He had a faint smile on his lips, was dressed in casual clothes, and naturally exuded an extraordinary temperament.

"?" The man pondered, could it be the driver of this ancient relic? As expected of the new emperor, even his personal driver is so extraordinary and outstanding.

then……

Hu Kaikang, dressed in a cardinal's robe, and Huo Qiming, dressed in the uniform of the Imperial Guard, walked down with stiff expressions, standing protectively behind Chu Zhu.

The thin man: "..."

Numerous officials from the Ministry of Rites: "..."

Some of these Ministry of Rites officials even recognized Huo Qiming, and their faces were filled with disbelief.

"..." Those Imperial Guards who witnessed this scene through the live broadcast and recognized Huo Qiming... frowned and fell into deep thought. They sensed that something was amiss.
Finally, those high-ranking figures from various regions, who had just received the news and were still in a state of confusion, and who had glimpsed the scene through numerous ancient artifacts: "...?"

……

Tianjing.

"...This is impossible?!" Ji Lan, who was hiding in a secret room, silently drinking, suddenly changed his expression. He stared intently at Chu Zhu, his lips trembling: "So young...so young! How...how old is she?"

"Wait a minute, is it really Mr. Zhu from Jinghai City...? Impossible! He's not even seventeen yet, is he??"

In fact, before the fall of Tianjing, he had already mobilized his superhuman subordinates to begin gathering intelligence.

At least now they know that the emperor of the new dynasty is named Chu Zhu. Having a name is enough for them!
Ultimately, all that can be said now is that the world on the surface belongs to Chu Zhu...

The intelligence agencies belonging to the Great Qian Dynasty remain deeply rooted underwater.

Based on limited intelligence, they suspected that this new ruler was very likely a descendant of some emperor of the Great Chu Dynasty, just like the founding emperor.

Even his surname is the royal surname of the Great Chu!

Most likely, they are not collateral descendants like the founding emperor... but rather direct descendants!

Information about Mr. Bamboo was naturally also collected...

However, Ji Lan denied it after just one glance.

too young!

But now... Ji Lan felt as if her face was being slapped repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)