These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 350 The Dead City
"It's the sun!"

"It's the new sun that's rising."

Countless people shouted, and the warm sunshine shone down, so much so that one could even feel the ice and snow melting in the cold winter city of Pyeongchang.

The blacksmiths also saw this scene and couldn't help but whisper to each other.

"Why isn't it the sun and moon we thought of?"

"I do not know."

"We won't go to trial?"

"No way."

However, someone soon saw the notice posted by the government.

A new sun and moon rose, and there were nine suns and moons in total, each illuminating the nine provinces of the world.

The Tenth Continent, the Nursery, is not something that ordinary mortals can know about. If they come into contact with those high-level monks, it will do more harm than good.

"A new sun and moon have risen, but the saint has passed away."

"Perhaps, the sun and the moon have already been reshaped, and they were only released when the saint passed away, to give us enough confidence."

"No, perhaps the saint suffered from heart failure and died completely because of his efforts to raise the sun and moon again."

"Woooooo!~"

Countless people are discussing it.

Ning Zheng didn't listen to their whispers, but was still immersed in the thoughts of these passers-by.

Their luck.
Still falling!
After calculating the approximate proportion, it is estimated that the patient will die in 2 to 3 months.

"This is a local city, how could it be destroyed?" Ning Zheng pondered. After the death of the saint, the chaotic times came. It was too chaotic. How could a city next to him be suddenly destroyed?
Not for a moment.

"Sorry, sorry."

Zhang Huaping, dressed in white, also came running over.

The luck value above her head was also slowly decreasing, and she was about to die.

Unlike the young blacksmiths who had already known the inside information of the capital and were mentally prepared for emergencies.

Zhang Huaping never imagined that her short life would witness this historic day.

The saint had ruled the era for more than a hundred thousand years, and I was just a small monk who had lived for a few hundred years at most, and yet I could witness such a scene.

Moreover.

By all accounts, this is still a fairly young age.

Given the saint's unprecedented power, the common people once believed that he would rule for at least another 100,000 years.

Not to mention Zhang Huaping, even the three major families in Pingchang City are not qualified to access the inside information of the capital.

The invited team from Beijing is already the top group of people in various fields in Kyushu.

Only by taking advantage of the situation and getting in can the young blacksmith obtain all kinds of high-end secret information.

"Do you still want to visit Pyeongchang Castle?"

Zhang Huaping couldn't help but ask, after all, such a big thing happened today.

"Is it not possible?" Ning Zheng asked. He wanted to wander around Pingchang City for a while to see what crisis the city was facing. Not only to see if he could help, but also to find the source of the crisis to prevent it from affecting his own villa.

"Of course not."

Zhang Huaping shook her head. "It's just a requirement to wear white clothes. There are no other rigid requirements. Work in various industries in the city will not stop."

"Even those getting married today can go ahead, but I think most people won't go ahead with the marriage."

The young blacksmiths watched the animated performance of this scene with great excitement.

Sure enough, when we came to Pyeongchang City today, the plan was to let us see a big plot process!
The whole city was in mourning, which was a bit shocking.

"If you choose to continue, our nurses will perform their duties." More than thirty nurses in white coats were following Zhang Huaping.

There are men and women, old and young.

But without exception, they are all disabled people with withered limbs or missing arms and legs.

Life is not easy for the lower-level independent cultivators.

"Then go ahead." Ning Zheng didn't act pretentiously.

The shops on the street are still open, but people are more focused on discussing, grieving, and thinking.

Because saints are too lofty and seem somewhat illusory.

They were more concerned about the impact that the death of the mythical hero at the top of the human pyramid, whom they had heard about in textbooks and legends since childhood, would have on their subsequent lives.

Most people, while feeling uncomfortable, do not lose their appetite or sleep and continue to work.

This is reality.

"Let's split up. We have picture cards for communication." A caregiver said, "We are all from the same group, so there's no need to worry about us getting lost."

Soon, Ning Zheng asked the caregivers to take these embers around for a walk.

"Where's the vegetable market? I'm going to the vegetable market. The materials for synthesizing a baby are extremely low."

"I go to the antique market and shop for treasures."

Looking at the full pockets of these young blacksmiths, they obviously have their own plans, either going to the vegetable market or the antique market.

Ning Zheng looked at it and didn't care.

They have professional caregivers to take care of the embers, which is already a mature mechanism. No matter how crazy the little blacksmith is, he has a mental stamp and will not reveal the secrets of the villa. Ning Zheng is quite confident about this.

What's more, he also has a luck value, and his luck value will be able to sense any problem.

This is why he seems to be quite "carefree".

Ning Zheng felt a little heavy in her heart. After thinking for a while, she walked around and took a look.

"Sir, I will walk with you for a while." Beside them, Shao Chai Kun and the You Jin of the God of Food followed carefully.

The shifty look in his eyes seemed to indicate that some hidden plot was about to unfold.

Ning Zheng ignored him. He walked around and visited a few streets to get to know the prices of the shops on the ground floor and the market atmosphere outside.

Then we found a restaurant and sat down.

He ordered some side dishes and listened to the discussions around him.

A wine table next to it:
"Perhaps it is natural for a saint to pass away. No one in this world is immortal. Moreover, I heard that any emperor who founded a dynasty would not live long after ascending the throne, because they suffered too many hidden injuries while building a kingdom."

"I don't know, is it the prince who will take the throne?"

"I heard that the Crown Princess is currently in power in the capital, handling the funeral affairs."

"Who is the Crown Princess?"

"I'm not sure. It should be a secret cultivation, or a marriage between some ancient sect?"

"No, I heard that it's not the crown prince who is taking over the throne, but abdication? Are you planning to give up the throne to someone?"

"Is he one of the kings of the nine continents, the king of a different surname who founded a country? After all, no one knows who is dead and who is still alive, but there must be someone alive."

"Whether it's true or not, no one knows. It's all kept secret."

"We will know who we will give way to when the time comes."

"Yes, every generation of saints is personally promoted."

The entire restaurant was discussing the world situation.

This is a unique hobby of readers.

But based on their knowledge, it is impossible to get real news from the court.

"Publicize it to the outside world and give up your position?" Ning Zheng pondered.

Ning Zheng didn't know the specific truth about the fake death.

Xinyi Baishan didn't know.

The Sword Fairy doesn't know
Even in the whole Jiuzhou, the only people who knew the truth were the saint's confidants and the group of seeded players who were thrown into the secret realm of the imperial mausoleum [Xinjian] by the saint.

I just feel that the saint's death was too sudden.

You died just after forging the sun and the moon?
I guess it might be fake death.

All the forces, major religions, and cults in the world will probably be confused and at a loss as to what to do.

For fear that the saint might be fishing, they dared not make any big moves.

For a moment, all forces in Kyushu were at a standstill.

At their level, who doesn’t have profound wisdom?

It's an open conspiracy.

You don’t know whether I am dead or not. It’s like a sword hanging over your head, making you dare not be too presumptuous.

Even if his death was faked, the era of the saint must have passed.

It's impossible to get back to your position. It's all announced to the world. Real death or fake death means it's impossible for you to come back alive in front of the world.

of course.

No matter who succeeds to the throne, it has nothing to do with Ning Zheng.

He is just a small local force, and if the sky falls, there will be tall people to hold it up.

Therefore, all god-level professionals will remain neutral.

No matter who comes to power, no action will be taken against them, and neutral professions are popular.

Shao Chai Kun next to him was also discussing:

"We are just watching the coup in the court. We are neutral ministers. As long as we don't get involved in the vortex of power grabbing, everything is fine."

"Well, just sit back and watch." said the God of Cookery.

Ning Zheng continued to drink tea and eat.

Everyone else in the restaurant was anxious about the possible chaos, but Ning Zheng had always had good luck and could survive both chaotic and prosperous times.

"Everyone in the entire restaurant is losing their luck. They are dying soon. It seems that this city is really going to be destroyed."

He looked at the sky. It was only afternoon, so he went to the mortal vegetable market again.

I didn't go to the monk's shop because I felt it was boring.

Various vegetables and animals are displayed on stalls in the market. Occasionally, you can see a few ember babies bargaining with the vendors with spit flying.

The people here are also losing luck.

At this moment, Ning Zheng completely confirmed that the entire Pingchang City would completely become a dead city in the near future.

(End of this chapter)