While the witch Mag questioned her life choices, Wang Hui, in the outside world, withdrew his hand and proceeded to prepare his lunch. He made use of two bags of ready-made pork and chive dumplings, complemented by a dish of cold black fungus and spinach salad.
Shortly after finishing his meal, he received a notification on his phone, informing him of the arrival of several micro-sculptures he had previously ordered from Taobao. Wang Hui went to the nearby parcel locker to retrieve them and carefully unpacked each item.
Most of these were machine-carved miniature architectural models, intended for future expansions of the divine kingdom's territories. Among the collection were familiar faces: minuscule figurines from the Three Kingdoms period. Previously, he had Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei; this time, he received Huang Zhong, Zhao Yun, and Lü Bu.
Naturally, Wang Hui's primary focus remained on the tiny weapons held by these figures: the Eight Treasures Qilin Bow, the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear, and, of course, the Fangtian Huaji halberd. Made from titanium steel, they were perfectly suited as armaments for the miniature inhabitants, given that the male-female paired swords, Azure Dragon Crescent Blade, and Serpent Lance had already proven their worth on the battlefield.
The Dragon Gallant Silver Spear was relatively standard, while the Fangtian Huaji was notably more substantial, making it the heaviest among the six weapons he had. As for the Eight Treasures Qilin Bow, the only ranged weapon of the lot, its craftsmanship was commendable except for the poor quality of the bowstring. Wang Hui planned to improve it later by replacing it with a durable material from the micro-world.
As for who would wield these weapons, he had not yet decided. For now, he set them aside, considering them potential rewards for future meritorious deeds.
After tidying up the micro-sculptures and washing the dishes, Wang Hui realized it was already afternoon. In the synchronized flow of the micro-world, the moon now hung high in the sky.
His gaze returned to the eastern plains of the clan territories, where the transportation of spicy strips and large ice blocks was still underway. The workers, having undergone two body refinements, possessed strength and endurance far surpassing ordinary humans, and they would likely complete the task swiftly.
During this time, Zou Qiutang, out of courtesy, exchanged greetings with the witch and the elf, offering them some conveniently cut spicy strips, which astonished the two women greatly!
Mag astutely realized that such delicious and unique food, if exported by the divine kingdom, could swiftly amass wealth in the Storm Kingdom!
After Zou Qiutang departed, Wang Hui, with wings of light, flew in from afar, leading the two women, their mouths glistening with oil, away.
To Mag's slight disappointment, their destination was not a town deep within the divine kingdom but a return to Peaceful Island. It made sense, after all; given their status, glimpsing even a corner of the divine kingdom was already a privilege, and expecting more would be overly ambitious.
As they landed on the island, Wang Hui handed the two women over to the awaiting Hu Yan Gui for accommodation, while he proceeded directly to Nalan Xie's residence.
After a thorough and clear report from Nalan Xie, Wang Hui gained a deeper understanding of the current state of the divine kingdom.
Firstly, regarding population, the abundance enjoyed by the three clans had led to a record fertility rate. According to the most recent census at the end of last year, the population of the divine kingdom's citizens had exceeded 150,000! Although many were newborns under two years old, temporarily unable to contribute to the workforce, it reflected the people's satisfaction with their prosperous lives and promised a bright future for the three clans!
In agriculture, the production of various grains and extraordinary vegetables remained stable, ensuring sufficient supply even if the divine kingdom's population doubled within a few years.
Commercially, trade with the Gulf World was the mainstay, most of which Wang Hui had already been informed of by Justin, rendering further elaboration unnecessary.
Notably, the divine kingdom's plastic currency had gradually been introduced to Reverse Wind Port, although it was currently circulating only among the aristocrats and major merchants associated with the Seventh Prince. Wang Hui instructed Nalan Xie to pay this matter sufficient attention, imparting some basic economic theories, which Nalan Xie diligently noted down.
However, the clan world lagged significantly behind the Gulf World in commerce, making traditional economic warfare an unwise strategy for direct confrontation.
"The quickest path to economic hegemony is through military supremacy!"
Wang Hui extended his finger, drawing a circle over the gulf on the tabletop map and instructed:
"Do not limit yourself to doing business solely with Reverse Wind Port. Increase the number of aluminum-clad warships and ensure that other nations recognize that the Storm Kingdom no longer holds maritime dominance! Expand more trade routes, distribute the divine kingdom's jade wheat and the newly bestowed Wei Long spicy strips widely, and intensify the acquisition of celestial crystals!"
Pausing briefly, Wang Hui added, "Should any hostile forces impede our efforts, eliminate them."
Having pinpointed the artifact's whereabouts, its acquisition was virtually assured, allowing the divine kingdom's expansion to proceed without undue caution.
Once Wang Hui secured the harvesting rights of the Gulf World's primal energy, who among the four nations' people could threaten him? Resisting a divine envoy was conceivable; opposing a deity was utterly impossible!
"At your command!"
Nalan Xie replied with reverence, her heart stirred by the prospect of transformation.
No longer the passive recipients of invasions, the divine kingdom's boundaries were destined to reach unimagined extents! Nalan Xie was tempted to inquire how the deity planned to counter the "gods" safeguarding those four civilizations but held back.
The deity embodied boundless power and wisdom. Having issued the directive for proactive advancement, it was clear that a plan to deal with opposing "gods" was already in place! Even if articulated, as a mere mortal, Nalan Xie doubted her ability to grasp even a fraction of its meaning.
Seeing her face alight with admiration and awe, Wang Hui felt inexplicably perplexed, unsure of what fantastical notions she had conjured.
Lastly, Wang Hui broached the subject of negotiations with the island elves. Although their influence was negligible, they represented the first civilization to be formally annexed by the divine kingdom in the Gulf World. Therefore, it was crucial to present an appropriate facade, making Nalan Xie the ideal envoy.
With matters concluded, Wang Hui rose and departed, transforming into a beam of light ascending into the night sky.
"I..."
From a distant balcony, the elf Liliya watched this spectacle, her unspoken words reflecting her disappointment. Sitting nearby, the witch Mag elegantly perused a book, her voice calm as she remarked, "Don't dwell on it. He is not one to be swayed by mere beauty."
"I... I didn't mean that! Ms. Mag, please don't misunderstand!"
Liliya's ears turned crimson, her denial hasty and fervent.
To this, Mag merely shook her head without further comment.
She had intentionally observed Wang Hui's right palm, noting it matched the giant hand she had seen above the divine kingdom, confirming his divine status.
Mag was certain that not even the legendary dragons lurking in deserts, seas, and mountains could compare physically to Wang Hui. Anyone capable of grasping dragons with a single hand could only be deemed a "god."
Mag suddenly found herself feeling remarkably at ease.
Becoming a tutor in the divine kingdom seemed not such a difficult proposition to accept...