The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

Mayor Walter, facing the gaze of the crowd, said with an air of self-righteousness:

"You think this is a coincidence? I don't think so! The Holy Son probably knew what was here from the beginning, otherwise why would he have come to Stone Village for a pilgrimage?"

Since he became the town mayor, the people from the temple have come to Beiling very rarely, let alone Stone Village.

How could it be such a coincidence this time?

"But..." someone hesitated before speaking, "How would the Holy Son know there's a glowing mine here? He's never been to Stone Village before."

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean the Holy Son can't. He doesn't even need to come in person. Maybe he already used some special method or found clues in ancient books."

A murmur arose from the crowd.

Some nodded, some frowned, and some were skeptical.

Just then, Priest Xiaochuan spoke up: "I think Mayor Walter is right."

Everyone looked at him.

"Gentlemen, we have discovered the location of the underground river and the glowing ore, which are exactly the two places that His Holiness the Holy Son asked us to build roads in."

"I was wondering before why the Holy Son wanted us to repair those places. Was there some deeper meaning behind it? There are so many places in the village that could be repaired, why did he choose these two locations?"

"And what happened? One discovered an underground river, and the other discovered a glowing mine. Doesn't that prove something?"

As soon as he said that, everyone in the temple reacted instantly.

"Yes, I still remember that the Holy Son asked us to level that steep slope. We thought it was a thankless task, but now we know that it was to allow us to draw water from the underground river."

"The Holy Son doesn't like to talk, but he never does anything useless. I was so stupid to have doubted his intentions back then."

"No wonder His Holiness the Holy Son had us stay to repair the road instead of sending us straight back to the temple; he had arranged all of this long ago!"

Now no one questioned the Holy Son anymore. The mayors smiled and flattered Mayor Walter, saying that it was fortunate that he had foresight and noticed something was wrong in advance, and discussed it with them, without ignoring the Holy Son's intentions.

Walter was flattered by the praise. "I knew from the beginning that the Holy Son was extraordinary. I also owe it all to you, my friends, for helping me to understand the Holy Son's profound meaning."

-

That night, several town mayors gathered in a fairly spacious room in the village, sitting in a circle around an oil lamp.

The dim, yellowish light of the oil lamp illuminated several not-so-young faces.

Mayor Walter's face was very serious, completely lacking the enthusiasm and smoothness he had shown during the day.

He picked up the rough porcelain teacup in front of him, took a sip, and slowly swept his gaze over everyone present.

"Friends, something has come to mind."

The others looked at him, waiting for what he would say next.

Mayor Walter put down his teacup, his voice low.

"We thought that the Holy Son's previous actions were simply aimed at establishing a branch temple, collecting faith, and incidentally opening up the North Ridge trade route, but we were wrong."

He looked around to make sure everyone was listening attentively before continuing, "The true purpose of His Holiness is not the road."

"It's the Stone Village itself, or rather, what lies beneath the Stone Village."

"We all know that, it's all for the glowing ore, isn't that why we came here?" someone said.

Mayor Walter gave a heavy sigh.

"No, you don't know what this means. It means that all our previous flattery was enough."

"We thought we were taking the initiative to show goodwill and that we could gain the Holy Son's favor, but in the Holy Son's heart, we were probably just barely passing."

"The Temple has discovered glowing minerals, and many people are willing to come and develop them, contributing both money and effort. What advantage do we have?"

After a moment of silence, the town mayors thought about it more and more and felt that this made sense.

"So what should we do?" someone asked.

Walter let out a long sigh, straightened up, and his gaze became firm.

"Fundraising".

"We need to raise funds to do two things."

"First, we need to build branch temples. Each of our towns should take the initiative to build a formal branch temple of the Temple of Light. This is to show our attitude that we sincerely believe in the Temple."

"Secondly, we will build a road to Beiling, and not only to Beiling, but also to extend it outwards to connect with the surrounding villages."

Walter drew a curve in the air with his finger.

"Only when roads are open, people can move around, and trade can flourish can we truly become wealthy."

He paused here, his gaze becoming deep.

"Of course, we're not giving it away for nothing."

Everyone in the room held their breath.

"We must negotiate with the Temple for priority access to the supply of luminous ore."

"According to convention, if there is no local lord to which the land belongs, the land is shared by the discovery site and the organization, with the discovery site and the mining party each taking a portion."

"The Temple is not only the discoverer, but they also need to mine the luminous mine, so they will definitely take the lion's share. Stone Village, as the discovery site, will also get a share, but as you know, the luminous mine is special, so Stone Village will eventually hand over the ore to the Temple for processing."

"But we can offer to provide funding and follow-up support in exchange for priority access to the ore, provided the temple is willing."

"Once the ore is mined in the temple, it should be sold to us first, instead of to other factions. This way, we can buy the ore at a lower price, process it into semi-finished products, and sell it to more distant places."

"Furthermore, we can cooperate with the Temple to establish a processing plant to process the glowing ore into magical items, which can then be sold to other cities, resulting in higher profits."

"Although we will suffer losses in the early stages, the Holy Son of Light is so shrewd and calculating. The places he has set his sights on are the places where God shines. We can exchange these small losses for decades of prosperity in the future..."

After he finished speaking, he looked at everyone with a meaningful expression.

"Is this a worthwhile investment?"

No one answered.

But everyone's eyes were shining.

Because they all know the answer.

It's a bargain.

Although there are risks involved, with such a holy son, it would be difficult for them to lose.

-

Wen Yubai sneezed on the way.

Strange, why do I feel so uneasy?

The closer we got to Sun City, the stronger this bad feeling became, as if something unexpected was about to happen.

The paladin, as if facing a formidable enemy, immediately reined in his horse and turned to look at him nervously.

"Your Highness, are you ill?"

Wen Yubai shook his head. "No, it was just a sneeze."

But the paladin didn't think so.

He glared at Lovin, who was leaning out of the carriage window, his eyes filled with accusation.

The sunlight fell directly on the man, who held a brightly colored butterfly in his hand.

A few strands of pink hair were blown by the wind, her eyes were slightly narrowed, and a faint smile played on her lips. She looked lazy and relaxed.

It's as beautiful as a painting by the hand of a god.