In the global desert, I have a spring of spiritual water.

The person who shouted was Hu Changhe. As the director of the Demon Suppression Division, he was naturally a cultivator and the number one expert in Taiping Village. His cultivation level had reached the first rank, eight stars. Cultivators at this level could mobilize the spiritual energy in their bodies and infuse it into their voices to amplify and intimidate.

Sure enough, after he shouted, the noisy scene immediately quieted down, and everyone turned to look back.

Chen Chuan and his group didn't know him, but the common people did. They recognized the Hu brothers and Zhang Xu, and seeing the officials in the government office surrounding a young man, they knew that this young man was the new head of the manor.

"This new manor owner is too young! He's probably not even twenty yet!"

"With his delicate skin and fair complexion, he's clearly a pampered young master!"

"This pretty boy is actually our new manor lord! It seems Taiping Manor is truly doomed!"

"I heard that the new master of the manor was dragged away by Du Siniang to drive piles as soon as he arrived. Can someone like that save our Taiping Manor?"

After a brief silence, the people began to whisper among themselves again. The previous heads of Taiping Village were all middle-aged men with a calm and composed appearance. In contrast, Chen Chuan was quite different from his predecessors.

As the saying goes, "A man with no beard is unreliable," which makes him seem untrustworthy.

Although the people didn't have a good first impression of Chen Chuan, the new head of the manor, they still spontaneously made way for him.

As Hu Changhe walked, he loudly introduced, "This is Chen Chuan, the new head of our Taiping Manor. Head Chen is a water-based cultivator and can find new water sources for us. I believe that soon, our Taiping Manor will no longer lack water..."

Wow!

Upon hearing Hu Changhe's introduction, the crowd immediately became restless.

"A water-attribute cultivator? Really?"

"Isn't it said that water-attribute cultivators are extremely rare? Why are they here in our Taiping Village!"

"Is Boss Hu trying to fool us? That delicate-skinned young master is a water-attribute cultivator?"

"If he really is a water-attribute cultivator, then Taiping Manor truly has a chance to be saved!"

"..."

In the Great Desert Era, spiritual energy arose between heaven and earth, and everyone could cultivate. However, the cultivation speed of ordinary people was very slow. Most people would only reach the first level three in their entire lives. Cultivators at this level were not considered beginners and could only strengthen their bodies and bones. Their physical strength and power were better than those who did not cultivate.

However, since everyone is a "cultivator", the knowledge about cultivators is relatively widespread. People also know that water attribute cultivators are the most powerful and rarest cultivators. Even if a water attribute cultivator has a low level, he or she can establish himself in a large city like Shanghe City and will not end up in a poor and remote place like Taiping Village.

Therefore, most people didn't really believe Hu Changhe's words, but they also hoped that what he said was true!

If this new manor lord is indeed a water-attribute cultivator and can find a new water source, Taiping Manor might truly be saved!

Among the crowd, Du Siniang, who had come to watch the excitement, couldn't help but mutter to herself: No wonder he was so generous, it turns out this kid is a water-attribute cultivator!

However, Old Hu was quite shrewd; he managed to put this kid on his toes with just a few words. If he couldn't find a new water source and solve the village's water shortage problem, he would be drowned in spittle, and the village head would lose all his prestige.

If Du Siniang could understand it, Chen Chuan could naturally understand it too. He glanced at Hu Changhe out of the corner of his eye. This guy was flexible and resourceful, and could be considered a military talent. However, it would be difficult to completely subdue such a person.

But Chen Chuan wasn't in a hurry. For now, he just needed to follow orders. As for whether he could completely submit, that was a matter for later.

If he remains stubborn and refuses to see the truth, then Chen Chuan doesn't necessarily have to use him. Once he has established a foothold in Taipingzhuang, gained his own territory, and gradually developed, various talents will naturally flock to him.

Plant a phoenix tree, and the phoenix will roost there.

What Chen Chuan needs to do right now is to plant the "sycamore tree" properly.

He stopped in front of the sailors, his gaze sweeping over their faces, and said solemnly, "For your meritorious service in protecting the water source, each of you will be rewarded with a jar of water!"

Wow!!

Chen Chuan's words caused an uproar at the scene.

Even the sailors who had been standing still and looking solemn just moments before could no longer remain calm.

"The owner is talking about a jar, right? I didn't mishear?"

"Is there truly a jar of water as a reward?"

"The lord's words can't be false, right?"

"One jar of water! I could drive piles continuously for a month!"

The sailors whispered among themselves, all somewhat incredulous.

The people who heard Chen Chuan's words were not happy about it.

"One jar per person, that's a lot of water!"

"I knew it! There's stored water in the water room!"

"We're all dying of thirst, why should we give each of them a jar of water!"

"What kind of damned landlord is he? He doesn't care about the lives of the common people!"

"There's still water in the washroom, everyone rush in!"

Some people were cursing and swearing, while others started making a fuss. Several young people standing at the front were shouting and pushing forward, and they were about to reach Chen Chuan.

Seeing this, Hu Changhe immediately glared and shouted, "Trying to attack the manor lord? I'll kill you bastards!"

Although he was swearing, he didn't agree with Chen Chuan's actions. He knew that the new lord was rewarding the sailors in public to win their hearts and minds and to tell everyone that there would be rewards for doing their duty.

But don't you see what time it is? The people are dying of thirst, yet you reward each of the water soldiers with a jar of water. Isn't this just deliberately provoking conflict?

The problem isn't scarcity, but inequality. If you don't even understand this, let's see how you handle the situation!

Just as Hu Changhe was waiting to see the new village head make a fool of himself, Chen Chuan continued, "From today onwards, every resident of Taiping Village will be entitled to two bowls of water per day for basic necessities. Line up here in one hour to collect your water today!"

Chen Chuan's voice wasn't loud, but his words were resounding. The people present were stunned at first, and then the crowd erupted in cheers.

"Two bowls of water per person per day, no more thirst!"

"If there were truly two bowls of water, no one in the village would die of thirst!"

"If the lord can keep his promise, he will truly be a savior for our Taiping Manor!"

"Master Chen, you can't go back on your word! Our whole family is waiting for this water!"

"..."

The crowd chatted amongst themselves, and many people's faces showed the joy of surviving a disaster.

Upon hearing Chen Chuan's words, the Hu brothers and officials such as Zhang Xu were all dumbfounded. The common people did not know the true situation of the village's water source, but they did know that the last well had just dried up!

However, Chen Chuan promised that everyone would have two bowls of water a day. With nearly 14,000 people in the village, where would the water come from?

The crowd exchanged glances, then their gazes all fell on Chen Chuan. Hu Changhe, acting as the representative, lowered his voice and said, "Master, there are a total of 13961 registered residents of Taiping Manor. If you go back on your word, these 13,961 people might tear you to pieces!"