High Above Chapter 870

  Chapter 870 We unite! (6400, ask for a monthly pass!)

  What will happen to the future of Nanling and the future of Bai Zhimin?

  Nauman City Square, Bai Zhimin Brin stood under the stage, watching the prophet on the stage, the young man he had known since he was a child, and even had "calculated".

  —No wonder he was able to directly find me in hiding back then. It turned out to be a prophet.

  The former herb picker, now the caravan leader, Brin was thinking about a very important thing besides this rather wonderful thought.

  Prophet, what kind of changes can it bring to Nanling?

Change.

  A thing that sounds simple, but is actually extremely difficult.

  Even a prophet can hardly change something fundamentally.

  He may allow the herbal pickers to find better medicines, make the caravans earn more money, increase the reputation of the White People, and make it easier to find cooperation.

   But this is not actually a change, but a simple improvement.

These are symptoms but not the root cause... He can only change the future of a few people, but not the future of the entire White People—the White People in Port Harrison are still just a small family, and only Ian Yinfeng's relatives and his direct descendants are the real ones. The 'Silver Peak Nobility'.

  Just a prophet can only change the status of the people around him, but cannot change the social class of Nanling.

  Because of his relationship with Ian and his own hard work, Brin has made a small class jump in recent years.

  He changed from a lone herb picker to a caravan leader.

  He successfully obtained the happiness that ordinary people dream of from the Baizhimin Chamber of Commerce—high salary, new house, a family, and a child.

  He is no longer a bachelor who feeds the whole family.

   Those disasters that he didn't care about before have become even more unacceptable.

  For example, the food disaster in Nanling.

  If Ian hadn't brought food from the Great Plains and found a partner with Canaan Moore, how many people would have been killed by the soaring food prices in Port Harrison? How many mountain people were killed?

  The mountain people who are driven crazy will block the trade route, and he, the leader of the trade route, will completely lose his source of income... What about his wife and children?

  He has the skills of gathering herbs and going into the mountains, and he may be able to survive with his family, but is it really enough to survive?

  If there is no Ian, how many people will die in Nanling this time, how many Bai Zhimin families will fall into despair, Brin can't even think about it.

  Bai Zhimin, although they already have some power in Port Harrison and Xiahui Territory, they are still at the bottom in essence, and he, Brin, is just an ant in the bottom with a better life.

   Must change. Gotta be big. To be the big guy who can deal with this kind of disaster.

   But, no chance.

   With this crisis, Brin noticed many things.

  For example, he found that his progress has actually come to an end.

  The leader of the caravan is his peak, and if he goes up, he will be in charge of the chamber of commerce. He doesn't have that relationship, and he doesn't have that merit, so he won't be able to go up.

  Relying on the children, he has to prepare a large sum of money for the children's education, and send them to study with the managers of the chamber of commerce and other high-level children... It is also difficult for him to save so much money.

  As for the sublimator...if he can save a few thousand talers, will he still be so entangled like he is now? And it's useless for him to save enough money. To become a sublimator needs to be reported. Buying potion formulas and getting related exercise methods all require merit rather than money.

  In Nanling, where the aborigines have been pacified and the mountain people have been subdued, there is no longer any merit for people to climb up.

  He will stay in this position for the rest of his life. This is not scary, the scariest thing is that he can see that his child will also stay in this position for the rest of his life.

  This is still the best ending... If he is unlucky, his child will even die in the middle, he will not be able to hold such a small position, and he will become worse than he was back then.

  The future that can be seen at a glance is the real despair.

   So, here and now.

  Brin, with such thoughts in mind, heard Ian say the words 'Suffering is coming' with sadness.

  His heart beat heavily.

  A kind of strong expectation, a kind of desire called ambition, began to explode in the heart along with fear and anxiety.

  —Yes, that's it, let the pain and the war come quickly!

  —Let the storm come and smash what's old!

  —Anyway, you have to suffer, and you can't see the future. It's better to be bigger and let everyone suffer. In this case...

  Maybe, I will be able to take over.

  Anyway, life is fatal. Originally, if you encounter a minor disaster, you will die, and you will have to live in poverty if you are not sick or disaster. It is better to have a major disaster in exchange for a further opportunity!

  However, it is at this time.

  Brin heard sobbing beside him.

   "Mom...I'm afraid..."

  It was a little girl hugging her mother hard. The single, pale mother looked desperately at the prophet on the stage. She stroked her daughter's hair and back, and responded to her daughter's terrified sobs in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... Mom will protect you..."

   "Dad is gone, mom will protect you..."

   This is the widow of a city guard. This can be seen from the style of the woman's clothes, which are changed from the old city guard inner lining.

Flameland did not cause 'too much' damage in Nanling, but it did cause some casualties. Families who lost their men will undoubtedly suffer, and they will no longer be able to face greater threats. All-out war has begun, and they simply cannot resist.

  Brin looked at the mother and daughter with complicated expressions.

  Of course he understands the hard work of the other party, but this is the way this world is.

   Doesn't he want peace, doesn't he want a quiet life?

  There was a poor man in Harrison Port who couldn't buy food during the food disaster, so he could only go to the mountains to pick wild vegetables, and the food he ate was poisoned and died in his house. Doesn't he want peace?

Flying flames carried out biological warfare, and the cattle and sheep that pinned all the hopes in the family were infected with rotting fungus and went crazy. After killing them, no one bought the beef and mutton for return. The incinerator burns down, doesn't this herdsman want to live well?

  In wartime, all resources are poured into the army. Ordinary people have to go to the expensive black market if they want to buy medicine. The mother is seriously ill and can only borrow usury to survive. Doesn't this family know that doing this kind of thing will only destroy themselves?

   Not to mention those refugees from the western border... They migrated from the western border and lost everything. Now the newly established gathering place may be caught in the flames of war again. Who should they cry to for their despair and loss?

Even Brin himself—he has a little money now, and he insists on saying that he can live in peace and contentment, but he, Brin, can't see that in the next all-out war, Nanling will become the main target of the Feiyandi Navy, Will Port Harrison be the front line?

If he wants to survive, he must save enough money to send his family to the inland city of Xiahui, or Nauman City guarded by the Imperial Navy... But this requires money and merit. If he can do it, doesn't he want to live a peaceful life? ?

  If you want peace, live in peace... why not wait until there is no more disputes in the Terra continent, and then talk about living in peace!

  On the stage, Ian can see all this.

  Under the blessing of the 'Brightness Potion' and a small amount of 'Fear Potion', everyone present could clearly understand the future that they were most afraid of or the one they were least willing to face.

   Their performance is also very simple: Those who are ambitious and eager to go further will long for the "suffering" predicted by Ian, which is the only chance for people with only one bad life to win the future.

And those who have already encountered hardships or lived happily, of course, can also understand that everything Ian said is true, and they can't lie to themselves that the future will get better and better... Rather, it is now Now that the world war is about to break out, their only "good" hope is to hope that the damage to Nanling will be less in the future.

  Facing such a crowd soaked in numbness, tell them, 'It will definitely get better and better in the future! ' 'Our Nanling is a paradise! ' This kind of nonsense, if someone believes half a word, he has a tumor on his head.

So, he paused, and then said: "Yes, you all know that in the future, Feiyandi's offensive will definitely not only target the mountain people, they will attack us from various directions, from the sea, from the sky, from the land and the ground. Launch an attack."

"Our western defenses are porous, our mountain borders are deserted, our navy is confined to the northeast bays—these are objective facts that we must face and admit that we will face Huge failure."

   "Flying Flame Land can even send several constructed knights to attack, but Nanling has no third energy level beyond the number of palms, except for the Cangyun Knights stationed inside the mountain range."

   "Please be prepared, we will face difficult years, but as long as we stand together and unite as one, we will definitely overcome the difficulties."

   "—Do you think I will say that?"

  The originally noisy square fell silent for a moment because of Ian's words.

   Then there was an uproar.

   "You think—I, a prophet!"

  In the uproar, Ian suddenly raised his voice. He spread his arms, and the visible fluctuations of spiritual energy spread in all directions, sweeping across the entire square and surrounding streets, covering tens of thousands of people present.

  The white-haired prophet almost reprimanded angrily: "I will tell you that we will definitely lose, so will we wait for death according to the prophecy?"

"wrong!"

  His voice is like Hong Zhong Da Lu, shaking in the depths of everyone's heart: "Since we all know that the ending of all this is full of pain, why don't we change it?"

   "I, Ian Yinfeng, the Earl of the Empire, the current prophet, will lead you to change everything!"

"Whether it is the South China Sea Fleet that is about to attack in the future, or the group of steel pterosaurs coming from the sky, or the constructed knights pushed across the transnational mountains, or even those further food disasters , more terrifying bioterrorist attacks, I have all the confidence to change and overcome!"

   "The premise is that you must give all your trust to me!"

Having said that, Ian turned his head to one side, bowed slightly, and saluted the Marquis of Barton on the other side: "Governor of Nanling, Lord Barton has authorized me the 'right to call' for all nobles in all territories of Nanling. "

   "And my own earldom has also expanded to the entire Mountain People Autonomous Region."

"In other words, as long as we work together, the mountain people and imperial people who used to be scattered in the sand will be twisted into one rope-I have defeated several knights with a second energy level, please believe me, As long as you obey my command, I can defeat them a second time!"

  Hearing this, the first person whose complexion changed suddenly was not the other nobles in Nanling, but the spies from Feiyandi.

  —Hell, when did we have this plan?

  What is the Flying Flame South Sea Fleet, what is the group of steel pterosaurs, what are the constructed knights who raided across the mountains... Let me tell you some common sense! The South Sea Fleet of Feiyandi mainly guards against the sea monster swarms on the Whale Song Cliff, and the steel pterosaurs are hired. The steel pterosaur king has moved a long time ago, so they will not fight with the king of the mountain for the second time. For the enemy!

   Not to mention the Constructed Knight climbing over the mountains... Hell, the Constructed Knight is tens of meters high, how can this kind of iron bump climb mountains? What sneak attack effect is there if you really want to climb? It has already been targeted!

What kind of nonsense is this prophet talking about? They are so strong that they have already torn up your western front and turned your Nanling into a forward base. !

  As for the other nobles in Nanling, when they heard the 'right to call', they felt very bad.

  The right to call, in simple terms, is a mandatory military order in wartime—the local aristocratic governor has the right to deploy all resources in the province to deal with the war in time of war.

  Whether it is to cooperate with the construction of fortresses or to help produce materials, the nobles who are called must complete reasonable tasks and act in accordance with wartime policies.

  This is the highest power of the governor of a place...and the Marquis of Barton actually handed over all this power to Ian Yinfeng? !

   "So, brothers and sisters, people of the empire! We unite!"

At this moment, Ian reckoned that the emotions on the scene were almost mobilized, and those nobles and spies probably heard his analysis and prophecy, so they immediately changed their tone: "Since we already know about Flameland's actions, we still have to Can it make him succeed?"

   "Since the enemy will come from the sea, we must strengthen the coastal defenses to ensure the safety of Harrison Port and Nauman City!"

  "Since we know that the enemy will come from the sky, every town must have a corresponding alarm network facility. Once it is attacked, it will be known immediately, and the enemy's trajectory can be calculated and intercepted!"

   "Since the enemy will come over the mountains, we must develop the border and create a warning zone!"

   "And all these functions require us to establish a network and alliance of mutual solidarity and mutual trust—we need to become a whole within the empire, not individual scattered on the frontier!"

  Ian's eyes lit up with a silver-blue light. He scanned the front row of everyone present, the faces of the little nobles in Nanling, and said calmly: "We are going to build an alliance, an alliance network."

"In this network, every noble's territory can communicate with each other, and they can quickly deploy supplies to prepare for the full mobilization of Nanling. And all nobles must report to me his rank, his strength and Tendency, as well as the number of sublimators and knights in the territory, this is for the convenience of me to predict the next enemies and difficulties for you."

   "In addition, the chamber of commerce, the masonry association, and the alchemy workshop must also join this network. I must know your real production data and the operation of the workshop."

   “The more detailed the data, the more accurate my predictions will be.”

   "This is for the rational allocation of resources, not to **** your right to dispose."

   "You don't have to worry about the old grudges between you, and you don't have to worry about my bias, because I am a prophet, and everything I do is for the empire to survive this difficulty and win the final victory."

"so…"

   Facing these nobles, the strength surpassed them, so Ian, who can give a great sense of oppression, calmly said: "Nobles who have objections, you can speak."

   Silence.

  Not to mention the nobles, even the civilians present did not dare to make a sound.

   "So that's it."

  Ian smiled calmly: "Next, I will stay in the Lord's Mansion for a while."

   "The first few nobles and chambers of commerce who came to register, and the leader of the workshop, I can make a separate prophecy for them."

   "And the people of the empire, please unite as one, although the suffering in the future will not change, but we can make all preparations for the arrival of the typhoon!"

"That's it."

  Ian's prophecy is over.

   In front of him, everyone, no matter noble or ordinary, was immersed in a kind of fear and anxiety.

  But Ian made it clear that there will be a big war in the future, don't think about it, let's start preparing for the war! ' After this incident, instead of being anxious, they became determined.

  Everything is most afraid of being unclear. After everything is clear, the restless heart gradually turns into the determination to face the enemy head-on.

And Ian also took advantage of this prophecy to exaggerate the crisis. Relying on the prestige of the Marquis of Barton, his new title of earl and prophet, and the fact that the Xiahui collar is indeed becoming more and more prosperous, he forcibly made a decision to integrate the entire South China Sea. The 'integration' plan of the Ridge Noble Circle.

  Originally, within the aristocratic circle, there is also a certain degree of cooperation and alliance. For example, the smuggling chain between Viscount Grant and Baron Ryan is actually a chain of interests that roughly runs through the entire Nanling aristocratic circle.

  And Ian put it on the bright side, and almost said that he wanted to be the boss.

   So, is there any objection?

  Unless they are stupid, who would be so stupid to fight against a prophet who will be at least the fourth energy level in the future?

  Especially the Marquis of Barton is fully supportive, you dare to fight against the two foxes, one big and one small? Do you want to die?

   As for ordinary people...

   Those who want to make meritorious deeds will naturally know that as long as they listen to the words of the prophet, they will definitely have the opportunity to make meritorious deeds in the general trend.

  Those who want to be safe know even more that they have to support the joint plan of the prophet, obey his instructions and deployment, and complete the work of the prophet.

  The most important thing is the group of Gnostic Academy officials behind me.

  Ian turned his head, and he saw that the officials smiled.

  —Obviously, Ian rehearsed that "the empire is about to fail" and pointed out several possible failures, which really met their requirements.

  Then they didn't care about Ian's countermeasures. Rather, what they wanted was this—all the people of the empire raised their spirits because of the possible threat, united together, and then won.

   In this way, the people of the empire will be more united.

  Ian Yinfeng is worthy of being such a nobleman who became an earl at such a young age. Although most of it is because of the prophet, his ability is absolutely extraordinary!

   In this way, everyone got the sound they wanted.

   And what about Ian himself?

   (The next step is to popularize the terminals, through joint efforts, popularize the artificial soul of the vaccine, and then lay the virtual network bit by bit.)

Lowering his eyes, Ian returned to the city hall from the square, thinking in his mind: (The plan is carried out step by step, first the Xiahui leader, then the mountain people, followed by Harrison Port and Nauman City, and several other close nobles Lead... to popularize Chongling religion bit by bit, until now, the religion with me as the core will become the most popular belief organization in Nanling)

   "How am I doing, Lord Marquis."

   Turning his head, Ian whispered to the old man beside him: "Now that things have come to an end, you should also tell me why you delegate power so easily... The reason why you chose to make me the leader of the Nanling nobles?"

"Um."

From the beginning to the end, the old Marquis, who had been silent all the time and gave all the right to speak to Ian, nodded slightly. His golden green eyes looked at the young man calmly, and then said calmly: "I know you have already seen that something is wrong. , and it's clear that you've even guessed quite a few answers.”

"The reason why I delegate power is precisely because I know that I, who cannot advance to the fourth energy level due to old injuries, will not be able to preserve Nanling in the next all-out war. You, who have obtained resources, are definitely better than me who is already old."

   "The alliance of the nobles is what I should do. It's just that this power is not in the hands of me who intends to retire. It's better to let you, let you have enough prestige and qualifications."

"Of course, I also know that what you really want to ask is not these ordinary decisions... What you really want to know is why I secretly contacted the second prince, one of the most loyal subjects of the land defenders, and why I suddenly secretly made contact with him. A prince comes up, right?"

  At this moment, the two had arrived at the door of the Governor's Office of the City Hall, and the Marquis of Barton led Ian into it.

  This office is extremely simple, except for a desk and a few cabinets, there is no other furniture decoration, and the Marquis of Barton looked in the drawer and took out a photo album.

  He rummaged through it, then showed it to Ian: "Here's the answer."

  Ian frowned slightly. He didn't expect the matter to be so complicated... The young man originally thought that the reason why the Marquis of Barton was close to the second prince was simply because the second prince was easy to talk, and he was not as old as the first prince to try out riddles.

   As for Axel... Axel clearly doesn't care about the little things.

   However, when Ian saw the photos in the album, he froze.

  Because, the people in the photo are actually the eldest prince, the second prince, the eldest princess... There are also a group photo of several other princes and daughters!

  The eldest prince Carlos smiled cheerfully, with a hint of cunning, no different from him when he grew up.

  The second prince Mikael seemed very shy, even covering half of his cheek with his hand.

  Eldest Princess Alegria even hugged her doll tightly, biting her finger, with an expression of about to cry.

   And Mrs. Ellen, the mother of Isengard, Aphrina was just a baby, held in the arms of a tall man.

   This man...

   It is the young landkeeper Axel!

  At this moment, Axel is smiling gently, he is not a land defender at all... No, is this really a person?

  The emperor who indifferently expelled the Mahdi, expelled the immovable city, and the tyrant who slaughtered all disobedients, are they really the man in front of him with a silly smile who is as gentle as the real sun?

  As for who took the photo...

  Ian frowned, while the Marquis of Barton said indifferently: "How do you see it? Young prophet?"

   "Do you see the unsettling 'difference' between the photo and reality?"

  (end of this chapter)

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