Chapter 743 Divine Creation

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Seven days later, all the grain they brought from Jinling was used up. Officials from all over the country urged them to hand over the memorials one after another to Jinling City, but they did not receive any answers they wanted.

Local officials know best about the situation of the people.

If they had a meal, the people would be able to endure no matter how bitter they were. But now, it was no longer like usual. Under such a calamity, it was inevitable that their wives and cousins would disperse, or that their relatives and friends would die unnaturally. Every day, there was a mouthful of rice porridge in the government. These people could still survive, but if the government could not even give them this rice porridge one day, these people who had just experienced a large number of people would do something shocking.

As the last bit of grain was distributed, these officials stared at the empty granaries, most of them sleepless all night.

They knew very well how unstoppable it would be when the next morning, when the hungry refugees were crowded at the gate of the government and told that there was no food to distribute.

Thinking of this, these officials couldn't help but plot an escape route for themselves. There were even some cowards who were afraid of death who had already packed their luggage and packed up everything to prepare for their escape at any time.

According to the usual rules, porridge was served at daytime, but the hungry refugees would be surrounded at the entrance of the government, waiting for them to arrive. The food that the Empress said did not arrive as planned, but the refugees outside the government's gate were gathering more and more. To prevent the refugees from seeing the light, officials could only deceive them by setting the stove on fire, knowing that the porridge was cooked a little late and making the refugees wait patiently.

In fact, after appeasing these refugees, most of these officials had already started to count their luggage and prepared to leave quietly through the back door of the government.

Almost at this moment, groups of carriages were pressing down on a large amount of grain, However, they suddenly flooded into the various towns. Quick Horse hurriedly sent them to the various government offices in the town. The officials who were ready to shed their golden cicada shells looked at the grain that was sent into the manor like a divine weapon. Their eyes widened, and their eyes were filled with disbelief.

In fact, most of them weren't convinced of what Fang Ziyu had said after receiving seven days' worth of grain in Jinling. Most of them only wanted to give it a try, because they were very clear about the current situation of the Chen Kingdom. Not a single one of the four realms escaped this disaster. Even the Zhou and Xia kingdoms were in chaos in this catastrophe. The Imperial Court was not a deity, so it was impossible for them to produce food out of thin air. It was precisely because of this that the officials were so shocked when this pile of grain appeared in front of them. They really had no idea where Fang Ziyu got this grain.

However, this was not something they needed to worry about. Since the grain had arrived, there was no need for them to flee for their lives. Naturally, they hurriedly instructed their subordinates to send the grain into the pot and boil out the rice porridge for distribution. At the same time, they counted the amount of surplus grain, which could last seven days or so.

"Your Highness said that after seven days, new grain will be delivered. You don't need to worry. You just need to appease the refugees and prepare for the spring ploughing."

The apostles who were responsible for escorting the grain left behind these words and left in a hurry.

This seemingly inadvertent order changed the taste in the ears of the officials.

The world is always like this. When someone shouts in the silence that he can create miracles, people will no longer look at him other than ridicule and mockery. In the eyes of most people, how can others do what they can't do? But when that person really did what he called a miracle, when he once again announced that he would complete the next miracle, it changed.

The reason why miracles were miracles was naturally something that ordinary people could not do.

And when everyone thinks that something can't be done, in order to conceal their mistakes, people instinctively think that this is not a mistake in their judgment, but that the person who did it is not a normal person.

Right now, Fang Ziyu had become an existence that could be compared to an extraordinary person in the eyes of the crowd.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time. The rice porridge for today will be distributed to everyone immediately. Everyone can rest assured that the Empress has already spoken. The Imperial Court will always distribute disaster food to everyone until the autumn harvest!" In order to appease the crowd who were irritated by the delay in the arrival of rice porridge, the officials naturally wanted to say something to reassure the crowd. The rice porridge was immediately distributed, and the people who had eaten and drank enough naturally believed in the gratitude of the Imperial Court and everything they said.

With some people deliberately or unintentionally preaching, The news that the Empress had tried her best to find this rice grain for the people of the Chen Kingdom spread like wildfire. Within a few days, the news spread. For a time, the people of the Chen Kingdom were extremely grateful to the Empress they had never met before. Some even began to spread rumors that the Empress was a heavenly deity, a celestial who had come to save the Li people.

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After such a natural calamity, the people who suffered were far more than just Chen Country.

Xia Zhou Guo was also in this predicament, However, during the Great Zhou period, In other words, Da Chu was already a group of dragons without a head, The sacred medicine that controlled the people was completely useless with the death of Ghost Subhuti, News of the imperial court distributing rice porridge within the borders of the Chen Kingdom was quickly spread to the Great Zhou Empire, This news gave the people of Great Zhou a glimmer of hope. As a result, a large number of refugees began to move towards the Chen Kingdom with little food left. Even the barbarians in the southern wilderness were called upon to move towards the Central Plains for the first time in history.

On the other side, Great Xia, Although the Imperial Court was still there, But because the catastrophe was so sudden, There were also heavy casualties in the country. In addition, several heavily guarded areas suffered the most. Most of the soldiers died in that natural calamity. Although the Great Xia Dynasty Hall had the intention to deploy people to suppress the various calamities, due to the excessive number of casualties, the entire Great Xia Imperial Court was paralyzed in a short period of time.

However, the people did not have the mood to wait for the Imperial Court to recover its strength. They bravely began to gather together to stir up trouble and snatch property, while the timid ones also gathered together like the citizens of Great Zhou to begin their journey to the Chen Kingdom.

In fact, the plight faced by the Chen Kingdom was no less difficult than Great Xia's, regardless of whether it was grain or manpower.

However, the fact that Fang Ziyu was more powerful than the rulers of Great Xia was not a stratagem or any other profound method, but just a little bit of luck that even she herself felt was unbelievable.

After reading those memorials, Fang Ziyu had also fallen into a dilemma. Chen Country was in a mess everywhere, and she could not find any starting point to solve the problem before her. She had carefully considered every paragraph of every book Chen Xuanji had told her to read, and there was no way to solve the problem.

However, her luck was that even though Chen Xuanji's book did not teach her any methods, it lacked a trump card that could break the situation.

The antler was originally a magical place. It belonged to the border of Xia, Zhou, and Chen, but no one really touched it. It was a passageway connecting the three kingdoms, and it was also a landless place.

In the final analysis, there were only two reasons.

First, the antlers were originally a wasteland that was very similar to the Southern Wilderness. The manpower and material resources required to occupy this place were clearly not proportional to the rewards they received. Secondly, at the center of the antler plains stood a dangerous peak with a strange name, and above this dangerous peak was a school known as the number one Lunar Temple under the heavens.

Out of the former's interest, out of the latter's respect for Supreme True Man, after weighing the pros and cons, the antler had become a landless place under the tacit understanding of the three kingdoms.

And when the calamity struck, Li Moding and his son, who were fully focused on restoring their country, were leading the 100,000 troops borrowed from the Chen Kingdom to the deer horn plains. Mountains and earth collapsed, the sun and moon dimmed, rivers flowed backwards. This kind of calamity continuously harvested the lives of creatures in all parts of the world, but the antlers piled up in snow were unharmed. Even when Fang Ziyu caught up with these people, Li Moding and his son were still ignorant of the calamity that occurred overnight in Xia, Zhou, Chen and the three kingdoms.

After that, although Fang Ziyu's negotiation with Li Moding and his son could not be considered harmonious, the 100,000 soldiers were still soldiers of the Chen Kingdom. After giving the other side 8,000 troops and some grain, Li Moding and his son brought the men who were several times weaker than they had expected back to Great Xia.

However, although their manpower had been greatly weakened, the three continents occupied by Dark Asura Palace, including Long Zhou, were similarly overwhelmed. Eight thousand elite and calamitous troops were enough to allow the father and son to fulfill their long-cherished wish of recovering the lost land. After that, a greater test was still waiting for them.

On the other side, Fang Ziyu, who had obtained 90,000 Elite Masters, quickly started her plan. First, she distributed the large amount of grain and grain that the army had brought to the various towns. Although it could only resolve the urgent need for a moment, it was sufficient to prepare enough time for her follow-up actions. After that, she divided the army into two groups. Seventy thousand of them followed her to the southern border and rushed to the several major grain-growing towns covered in heavy snow. They began digging around the clock to find as much grain as possible that had not been damaged. In the past few decades, the Chen Kingdom had been able to weather the storm smoothly, The land in the south was fertile, and the amount of grain produced was enormous. The amount of grain she had accumulated over the years was an immeasurable number. If she could find seven out of ten, it would be enough to support the people of the Chen Kingdom through the current difficulties. On the other side, she had sent the remaining twenty thousand soldiers to the Great Circle, Guan Tianshan Pass, further south.

According to the information received, Prior to the calamity, He led the army all the way north, The soldiers were at the foot of the Great Abyss Mountain, and there was also a huge amount of grain in the Tianshan Pass. If they could find the grain there, it would undoubtedly greatly improve the situation in the Chen Kingdom. Even if she could not find the grain she wanted in the ruins of the southern border, with the grain in the Tianshan Pass, she could still help the Chen Kingdom tide over the difficulties.

Of course, Fang Ziyu did not forget her original intentions. He had also sent people to Great Abyss Mountain to search for traces of Xu Han and the others, wanting to find out what was happening to them. However, the soldiers sent only brought back the news that Great Abyss Mountain had fallen and it was difficult to find traces of people. Fang Ziyu quickly remembered that the time of the calamity coincided with the time when the Dark Asura Palace had besieged Great Abyss Mountain. Therefore, she couldn't help but secretly guess whether this calamity was related to the great battle at Great Abyss Mountain.

But what was the result?

Was it Xu Han and the others who won? Then where are they?

Did Dark Asura Palace win? Then why have the Dark Asura Palace organizations disappeared? Where did the mighty army of Dark Asura Palace go?

Could it be that both of them had died in the Great Abyss Mountain?

Standing on the snow-covered ruins in the south, Fang Ziyu frowned worriedly.

However, the soldier quickly interrupted her thoughts. The soldier brought two pieces of good news and one piece of bad news.

The news came from Tianshan Pass. Although a large number of grain was snatched by the refugees, the remaining amount was still huge. The soldiers who were heading to the pass had already started loading the grain onto the carriage and would be sent back to the Chen Kingdom in a few days. On the other side, the team responsible for excavating the ruins also began to find the location of the grain warehouses, and a large number of grain had also been dug out. The only thing worrying was that the news that the imperial court still had surplus grain in the Chen Kingdom was also known by the people of Xia and Zhou Kingdom. Large numbers of refugees began to pour into the Chen Kingdom, and riots and robberies occurred from time to time. If these refugees were not handled properly, it was very likely that riots would rise again in the Chen Kingdom, which had just settled down.

Hearing this, Fang Ziyu had no choice but to put away his troubled thoughts. Chen Xuanji was nowhere to be found. Fang Ziyu had sent people to the palace several times to urge Chen Xuanji to come forward, but there was no news. Fang Ziyu could not bear to watch the tens of thousands of refugees die on their own.

'"Ah" Fang Ziyu sighed at that time, then looked at the soldiers waiting for her to deliver the order and said, "It's all pitiful people. Let the provinces and counties open their cities and register these refugees. From now on, they will give out rice porridge without discrimination."

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The snow did not stop because of this calamity. Instead, it seemed like it was adding fuel to the fire.

In the snow, a white-haired young man carried a wooden box on his back and helped a unconscious youth trek through the snow.

He seemed to have walked for a long time, and his aura was somewhat chaotic.

Suddenly, he seemed to have sensed something. He raised his head and looked at the horizon. A divine light flashed in his eyes. He saw some kind of energy surging in the heavens and earth, surging towards the east.

The auras mixed in the sky and gradually condensed into an incomparably dignified dragon form on the eastern dome. Unlike the dragon form formed by an emperor, the aura of the dragon form was even more dignified, carrying a powerful aura that was inviolable.

The white-haired man looked at the dragon and smiled.

Then he turned to look at the youth he was supporting and muttered to himself.

"They are gods, humans cannot defeat gods."

"But it doesn't matter. We can create our own God."

After saying that, the man raised his head again and looked ahead. A towering and dangerous peak stood like a sharp sword between heaven and earth.

The man looked at the place and stopped again, leaving behind rows of deep and shallow footprints in the snow.