Capítulo 35: Chapter Thirty-five: A Woman of Quick Wit is Not to be Provoked! The First Batch of Citizens Confirmed
In the outside world, dawn broke the next day.
Wang Hui awoke, freshened up, and stepped out to purchase a meat sandwich and fish ball noodle soup, returning to the courtyard while enjoying his meal and gazing at the miniature world.
"Ah, splendid work indeed..."
He observed that at the junction of the three tribes' territories, a square foundation had been meticulously prepared according to the measurements he had provided to Na Lan Xia.
Using the miniature city as a guide, it was precisely executed!
The nearby riverbanks had been notably reinforced, while a broad stone path extended to connect the three tribal lands, facilitating smooth passage for carriages.
This was a considerable feat for the diminutive inhabitants of the miniature world!
The magnitude of labor implied a substantial yield of source energy.
Wang Hui extended his hand to absorb the thick layer of source energy hanging in the air, infusing his body with a surge of vitality and spiritual power, savoring a deep sigh of satisfaction!
"The currently available source energy has risen to 81%—what a relief!"
In recognition of the diligent efforts of the three tribes' inhabitants, Wang Hui felt compelled to express his gratitude.
He extracted the remnants of his meat and fish ball scraps and distributed them evenly among the three clans.
The sight elicited jubilant cheers from many onlookers, who promptly knelt in gratitude for the divine bounty!
With a smile, Wang Hui immersed himself in the miniature world.
[Year Eight of the Divine Descent], March 29.
This time, the descent occurred within the territory of the Zuo Qiu tribe.
Coincidentally, a griffon flew overhead, sparing Wang Hui the need for further exertion as he rode it toward the northern mountains.
"The miniature city is substantial in size, yet it certainly cannot accommodate all the members of the three tribes.
I shall first ask Na Lan Xia to compile a list of the most contributing tribesmen from recent years, to select them as the inaugural residents of the divine city…
I imagine this will swell their sense of honor and also inspire the ambition of the remaining tribesmen!"
Wang Hui pondered to himself, momentarily considering whether he was perhaps embodying the archetype of a heartless capitalist?
However, he quickly dismissed the thought.
His intention was to pursue a mutually beneficial collaboration, allowing the three tribes to enjoy the fruits of their relentless efforts; what could possibly be wrong with that?
With a swoosh—
The griffon curved its wings, gently lowering Wang Hui onto the roof of the Na Lan Stone Tower, resembling a primitive helipad.
The sight thrilled the Na Lan people, who hurriedly spread the news.
After a year and a half, the deity had descended once more!
Could it be that the long-rumored "Divine City" was finally about to become a reality?
...
Inside the Na Lan Stone Tower, Wang Hui gazed at the half-asleep, yet industriously working, blue-haired girl, unable to suppress a peculiar expression.
In a blink, how had this once "king of the underground" transformed into such a state?
After listening to Na Lan Xia's description nearby, Wang Hui realized,
She was using Gurumi as a conduit!
Consuming vast amounts of food to generate source energy through her unique physiology.
Then transforming vines with it to create the mutated "Crystal Vines."
Finally, extracting juices to enhance the physiques of the warriors from the three tribes…
This way, neither heavenly crystal stones were consumed, nor was there any compromise on improving the physical qualities of the tribe members.
Moreover, there was no concern of Gurumi having the energy to create troublesome "tentacles" akin to the purple-skinned creatures.
A win-win situation!
Yet, as Wang Hui observed Gurumi's worn appearance and the unperturbed demeanor of Na Lan Xia, he couldn't help but feel a twinge of doubt.
Though this cunning female leader appeared unbothered, she surely recalled the significant casualties inflicted upon the Na Lan tribe by the purple-skinned creature's ambush!
Now that the king of the underground had pledged allegiance to the deity, she could no longer cling to the past but could still harbor her subtle resentment through other means…
The beauty of it was that Na Lan Xia's actions benefited both the deity and the three tribes.
It guaranteed Gurumi's ample supply of food, thus avoiding any notion of "forcing labor without reward."
No one could raise a complaint!
Indeed, a woman of clever intellect is not to be trifled with...
Wang Hui shook his head in resignation, choosing not to expose Na Lan Xia's underlying intentions.
The two refrained from disturbing Gurumi, who was absorbed in her work, and discreetly returned to their room upstairs.
"The initial construction of the Divine City has been completed; now we must determine the first batch of residents from the three tribes.
I propose selecting those who have been most active and contributed the most in recent years—what is your opinion?"
Wang Hui seated himself in the main chair and articulated his intent.
"I fully concur with your wishes!"
Na Lan Xia retrieved three large scrolls from the side cabinet, presenting them respectfully to Wang Hui.
"Following the alliance of the three tribes, I collaborated with the leaders of the Yue and Gui clans to conduct thorough statistics on our tribesmen. There should not be many errors.
During this period, I, along with the other two leaders, annotated those tribesmen who fought valiantly or worked diligently—please review, esteemed deity!"
Wang Hui accepted the scrolls and began to examine them, filled with densely packed records of the three tribes' current situations.
Na Lan Xia had clearly come well-prepared!
Currently, the Zuo Qiu tribe had a population of thirty thousand one hundred seventy-six, while the Huyan tribe stood at twenty-six thousand two hundred one.
The Na Lan tribe, having suffered the most significant losses in the war against the purple-skinned creatures, was down to just twenty-five thousand five hundred thirty members from an original count exceeding thirty thousand.
According to Na Lan Xia's calculations, since the signing of the alliance, there were a total of twelve thousand surviving tribesmen who had performed admirably.
The approximate distribution among the three tribes was five thousand, three thousand, and four thousand, respectively.
Initially, before the concept of the Divine City, Na Lan Xia's approach was merely to reward merit and boost morale.
Little did they know it would now serve a practical purpose!
"I trust you to handle this matter."
Wang Hui closed the scrolls with a smile, saying, "Pass the word that in half a month, I shall bestow the city, so the chosen individuals may prepare for their relocation."
"Understood!"
Na Lan Xia responded eagerly with a bow, her radiant face betraying her delight.
In comparison to the Divine City, Na Lan Xia derived greater joy from the deity's praise and acknowledgement.
Her devoted efforts had not been in vain!
...
In the outside world, Wang Hui closed the glass cover, allowing the little inhabitants time to convey messages and pack their belongings.
He took out his phone and opened the Little Black Book app.
"The countdown for the mystery box purchase stands at seven and a half hours…"
Wang Hui browsed through the latest product reviews.
Many boasted of their prior finds of high-priced luxury goods and expressed eagerness to continue buying, seeking to capitalize on the seller's generosity.
Of course, many others complained angrily, asserting that those who flaunted their prizes were merely shills, and ordinary buyers could only procure worthless items—those who continued to buy were fools!
It seemed none had managed to uncover a miniature world like Wang Hui had.
Glancing at the major domestic and international forums, he found nothing noteworthy; it was as though only he had experienced such a remarkable adventure!
"Wishing for another stroke of luck will hinge on this afternoon..."
Minutes slipped by unnoticed, and in the miniature world, several days had elapsed.
Wang Hui set down his phone, lifted the glass cover, and synchronizing the time, observed many little inhabitants from the three tribes gathering toward the center.
Not only the twelve thousand selected individuals but also those who were relatively mobile ventured out of their homes.
After all, this was a once-in-a-hundred-years event; such excitement warranted even a crawl to witness!
"Heh, it seems it is time for me to showcase my divine wonders."
Wang Hui smiled, retrieved the miniature city, and carefully placed it into the miniature world with both hands...
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