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Chapter 1413 Chapter : "When the great way is practiced, the world is for all."

The three of them wrote a lot of letters, and Su Mingan glanced through them briefly.

Su Mianbao wrote the most, with more than a thousand letters. He would write about such trivial things as "Father God, are you in a good mood today?", "I learned how to make steamed eggs with silverfish", "I think long hair suits Father God very well", and his earnest thoughts filled the lines.

In order to save time, Su Mingan quickly turned to the last letter to check the latest situation of the small world.

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【To my beloved Father God:】

[Genesis 121, sunny day, happy mood]

[Father God, I have a feeling that you will be back soon.]

【I miss you very, very much. 】

[Considering that you don’t have much time to read letters, I will write about the development of the past century at the beginning of each letter:]

[In the 32nd year of Genesis, we gradually changed from a nomadic gathering life to a settled farming life, and the population has reached more than . The livestock include chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, sheep, and cattle, and the food includes rice, wheat, chestnuts, and millet, which can be self-sufficient.]

[I know you don't like some bad habits. I will strictly prohibit such bad habits as living sacrifice, flower armor well, and human skin drum.]

[In the 49th year of Genesis, the village was officially developed into a town and divided into the Bread District, the Moon Shadow District, the Bamboo District, and the Lili District, which were responsible for calendar education, hunting, farming, and manufacturing.]

[With the steady development of agriculture, tribes gradually developed into a more complex social form, and the "Ming'an Civilization" began to accumulate and differentiate wealth. ]

[In the 74th year of Genesis, the population has reached . The four of us decided to "divide" the land and let those who admire us rule over other areas for us.]

[In the 91st year of Genesis, with the humility of Zhu, Yueying and Lili, I was crowned king, the country was named "An", and a political structure based on private ownership of land and class differentiation was established. ]

[Please rest assured that I will not reverse history. The establishment of the dynasty is to better gather strength and prevent the covetous Su Qing from attacking me. ]

[In the 102nd year of Genesis, the population has reached 14. I unified the currency and education system, and stipulated that children under the age of , regardless of gender, must receive education. Please rest assured that our land is extremely fertile, and the prolific potato seeds and fertilizer formula you left behind can support me in realizing these ideals. ]

[In the 105th year of Genesis, Su Qing became king and named his country "Jing"... Humph, I hope he can be more obedient. I have been researching armor and gunpowder. If he attacks, he will never return! ]

[In the 116th year of Genesis, besides Su Qing and I, there was another person who claimed to be king... He was an aboriginal. He gathered dozens of soldiers, established his own army, and hid in the mountains to build a military camp. Humans are really interesting, Father God. Even in such a poor world, their ambition and greed are still the same.]

[In the year 121 of Genesis, I am sitting in the palace and writing this letter to you.]

[I guess you must have been promoted to a B-level creator, otherwise our civilization would not have developed so quickly. ]

【I miss you terribly.】

[“When the great way is practiced, the world is shared by all, the virtuous and capable are selected, trustworthiness and harmony are emphasized. Therefore, people do not only love their own relatives, nor do they only love their own children…”]

[I hope that everyone can have food to eat and clothes to wear... I hope to create such a harmonious and prosperous world.]

【Your most pious lamb · Su bread】

……

Su Mingan closed the envelope.

Su Mian did a lot of things, including unifying writing, unifying currency, promoting private ownership, establishing a dynasty, and developing iron tools and gunpowder...

She longed for a harmonious and prosperous world.

If Su Shaoqing became king, would he be like her?
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【Welcome, Creator Su Mingan. 】

[Current small world stage: low magic world (dynasty period)]

[Current Year: 121]

Current population: 6481

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【Su Bread (Heroine)】

[Appearance: Black hair and black eyes]

[Status: Tired]

[Busy with: Talent Show]

【Strength: 2000】

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【Moon Shadow (Supporting Actress)】

[Appearance: Black hair and black eyes]

[Status: Healthy]

[Busy with: sword practice]

【Strength: 2000】

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【With Bamboo (Supporting Actor)】

[Appearance: White hair and green eyes]

[Status: Weak]

[Busy: Sleeping]

【Strength: 1900】

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【Li Li (gender unknown supporting character)】

[Appearance: White hair and white eyes]

【Status: Lonely】

[Busy: Daze]

【Strength: 1200】

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When Su Mingan landed, what he saw before him was no longer the tribal tent, but a towering palace.

Red silk reached the floor, candlelight flickered, and beautiful men and women walked in the hall. A man sat on a golden chair, wearing a candle-shaped crown with a carved lighthouse on his head, holding his forehead with one hand, and everything above his nose was hidden in the shadow of the crown's gemstone.

After not seeing each other for a hundred years, at a glance, Su Ming'an could not see any trace of the little girl she used to be. Su Mianbao had become a dignified and serious monarch, with deep, indifferent and dark eyes.

She was sitting at the upper end, far away, and he was sitting at the edge of the palace gate, at least a hundred meters away from her. With so many beautiful people in between, she didn't notice his arrival.

"...Why haven't you changed your clothes yet? Come in quickly!"

At this time, a maid with a bun came over and stuffed a set of white clothes into Su Mingan's arms.

"Hurry up and change, then join the team." The maid pointed to the rows of good-looking men and women next to her and said to Su Ming'an impatiently, "Don't keep His Majesty waiting for you."

Su Ming'an looked down in surprise, saw the palace gown in his arms, and realized what was going on... He had mistakenly entered Su Mianbao's talent show, and because of his age and appearance, was mistaken for one of the showmen.

"I don't want to play any talent show tricks..." He was about to throw away his clothes, but saw a man walking out from the back hall and whispering to Su Mianbao.

——It’s Su Qing.

According to the letter, Su Qing and Su Mianbao are incompatible. Why are they whispering to each other?
Su Mingan put on the palace gown and joined the team quietly. With his strong hearing, he heard their conversation:
"...Su Qing, please remember to modify the second-to-last paragraph of today's letter..."

"...Humph, it's so tiring to act with you."

"...We each take what we need. I need the Father's attention and love, my people need struggle to accelerate development, and you need fun."

"...Su Mingan hasn't been here for a hundred years. Do you still think he cares about this place?"

"...I don't know. But, there can't be one dominant company in the world. If I lose you as a competitor, Father God will arrange a new competitor for me."

Su Mingan listened in silence.

It turned out that the incompatibility between Su Qing and Su Mianbao in the letters was just an act for him to see, but they actually had a private friendship.

He left the hall silently and walked towards a pavilion.

The plaque on the door reads [Yueran Tower]. Under the moonlight, a black-haired girl is waving a rapier with a serious expression and light steps.

"Lord God of Creation." Yueying put away his sword and nodded neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Su Ming'an felt relieved. Look at Yueyue's original character, how normal she was. How could Su Mianbao, who was based on himself, be so twisted? It was unbelievable.

He gave Yueying the mechanical skills he had brought, such as steam, sewing, and bicycles, and instructed her: "God has given you these, you must not hand them over to anyone else."

Yueying concentrated: "Including Su bread?"

"include."

Yueying bowed her head: "I understand."

She watched Su Mingan's back as he walked away, then danced with her sword again. The sword light was as white as moonlight.

Afterwards, Su Mingan came to [Tingzhuyuan] again. The fragrance of bamboo leaves wafted in the air. A white-haired young man covered with a blanket was sleeping in the yard, with a bamboo leaf on his forehead.

"With bamboo." Su Ming'an called.

Yu Zhu immediately stood up and looked at Su Mingan with a slightly scorching gaze: "Lord God of Creation."

Su Mingan handed gunpowder, paper, and printing techniques to Yu Zhu: "God has given you these, you must not hand them over to anyone else."

Without any doubt, he kneeled down.

Su Mingan didn't want to be thanked on his knees, so he ran away immediately. In the yard, Yu Zhu only had time to kneel halfway. But after a moment of silence, Yu Zhu "plopped" and bent down to complete the action.

He lightly tapped his forehead against the place where Su Mingan had been standing before, and gently pressed against it, muttering: "Good man..."

The moonlight is silent and the night is quiet.

Afterwards, Su Ming'an went to see Su Mianbao and answered some difficult questions she had encountered over the years, such as the management of public opinion and the direction of civilization... until the moon became dim.

"The work is done, I'm leaving." Su Ming'an left behind a large amount of epoch-making technologies this time, which greatly promoted the development of the small world.

"Father God...when will you come next time?" Su Mianbao pulled him earnestly.

"I will come to the next key node of civilization." Su Mingan said.

The origin of the world comes from the creativity and uniqueness of a civilization. What Su Mingan left behind is only inspiration. People need to learn and develop on their own, so that the origin of the world will gradually emerge in the small world.

"I..." Su Mianbao pursed his lips and said, "Today, I held the first talent show in history. Don't you have anything to say?"

Su Mingan shook his head and said, "You have the freedom to pursue your own happiness. I don't care."

Su Mianbao glanced at him, wanted to say something, and then sighed softly: "Then I will have to collect harem, Father God."

Su Mingan was choked, but still shook his head: "As the king, you bear everyone's eyes, and you have your own decisions. You don't need to ask me about this decision."

He turned and left.

However, before leaving, he couldn't help but sneak into Su Mianbao's harem and take a peek... Su Mianbao's words were indeed spoken in anger. She didn't want anyone in today's draft.

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【1】Small world development level: 60%
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The first task is progressing steadily, and by the time the small world enters the modern era, it should be almost done.

When Su Mingan returned to reality, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

He borrowed the space teleportation array of the Red Tower and arrived at the World Lord's Palace at eleven o'clock.

Outside the magnificent palace, under the white jade steps, stood a sculpture of the god of inspiration, Viridodo. Thousands of knights, their faces hidden in cold and hard armor, stood guard on both sides of the palace. Right in front, Qi Zhou was waiting here with a gloomy face.

Su Mingan, dressed in a dark brown soul hunting suit, came leisurely.

Seeing Su Mingan, Qi Zhou's cat-ear hat stood up, like a cat with its fur standing up: "Humph, you're the first one who dares to stand up the Lord for an entire hour."

"Then you haven't seen me chop off his head." Su Ming'an ignored Qi Zhou's shocked expression, jumped lightly, and quickly arrived at the palace. A rich and mellow aroma of wine wafted over.

The Lord of the World leaned against the sculpture, his purple hair swirling around, with tiny gems and pearls scattered in his hair. As he stood up, the gems fell to the ground one by one, making crisp sounds.

He played with the golden cup with his fingers and glanced over lazily.

How luxurious, how decadent.

Their eyes met, and the Lord of the World showed a hint of surprise and smile: "Oh, so this is your original appearance... You really are like a child."

Su Mingan said: "Your father is asleep."

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The Lord was stunned for a moment and almost wanted to curse.

The next moment, he realized the meaning of Su Mingan's words.

As if he was afraid of touching upon something heavy, he asked tentatively, "You said... Si Que died?"

Su Mingan nodded, walked around the gems and jades on the ground, and came to two meters in front of the Lord.

The Lord's fingers were on the silver mask, and his eyes repeatedly switched between realization, joy, sadness, and anger, like an overturned palette. He clenched his hands tightly, his fists against his chin, and a few strands of hair fell down in front of his forehead:
"He's dead, he's dead?"

"Ha, hahahaha... congratulations... I don't have to live in his damn shadow anymore and look up to him forever."

Su Mingan thought that the Lord would sing and dance, but after the Lord finished laughing, he fell silent, just silent.

"Where is his body?" the Lord said after a moment.

"It's gone." Su Ming'an said. Si Que finally broke apart in front of his eyes and disappeared under the blue sky and white clouds.

"The ashes were scattered." The Lord of the World turned his head and his eyes fell on the empty space. The enemy he had been obsessed with for a lifetime just disappeared like that, without any signs or sense of accomplishment, just like a feather passing by his window.

He thought it would be an epic and heroic rebellion, in which he would raise his sword against the most terrifying demon.

"Did he sing a song at the end?" asked the Lord.

"Yes." Su Mingan was a little surprised.

"That song... he sang it to me before." The Lord buried his face in his hands.

"It sounds awful."

"The lyrics are so arrogant, who do you think you are..."

"The song is actually called "Singing the Magpie Song", which is totally unpoetic and destroys the beauty..."