I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

Li Lin answered curtly.

He really didn't know what Black Serpent's plan was. He hadn't seen the specific plot, but overall, it seemed that Black Serpent wanted to make Ursus great again.

"It is to make Ursus great again."

Li Lin said casually.

"this......"

"Ah this..."

Two different voices rang out simultaneously, one from the grizzly bear and the other from Lyudmila, the kingslayer.

The regicide thought Li Lin was probably talking nonsense, while Abraham the Grizzly believed him to be mostly right.

The main reason was that he knew the legend of the Duke of Kosiché.

Each duke was known as the immortal black serpent, serving as advisor to emperors throughout the long years, gazing upon this harsh land—three hundred years, five hundred years, a thousand years? The deeper the lineage, the clearer the stories about the Dukes of Kosiché.

Legend has it that he is the true immortal, legend has it that he is the embodiment of the will of Ursus, legend has it that he hid his soul in a place where no one could touch it, legend, legend, legend... But how many of these legends are true?

Abraham the Grizzly knew that this land was filled with Koschei's pawns, and even if the serpent hibernated, these pawns would faithfully carry out the same will, serving as the eyes of Duke Koschei.

Li Lin may just be a fraudster using Kosich's name to swindle people, but the Grizzlies themselves dare not gamble on it.

He believed it, or rather, he dared not disbelieve it.

Li Lin stared at those dead fish eyes: "Do you know how much this miner has contributed to me this quarter?"

The grizzly bear shook its head blankly.

“Richard mined a whopping 114514 Originium stones in just one quarter,” Li Lin casually remarked.

"How do you know how much Originium he mined in a quarter?" the Kingkiller asked suspiciously.

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask," Li Lin replied impatiently.

"Huh?" The grizzly bear, caught off guard by this unexpected disaster, looked completely bewildered.

"So, in conclusion, the commotion caused by your stupidity has resulted in the loss of a hardworking and conscientious employee. Such a production benchmark is hard to come by. Do you know how great my loss is?"

"But... what does this have to do with the plan..." Grizzly Bear was completely bewildered by Li Lin's barrage of shirking responsibility.

Most Ursus people are not good at reasoning; they are better at taking direct action. Therefore, when they encounter unconventional players like Li Lin, they often suffer heavy losses.

"Just give me compensation, that's all." Li Lin frowned, an impatient look appearing between his brows.

Upon hearing that Li Lin wanted to provide compensation, Grizzly actually breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that there would be no chance to make amends. As for the few miners who died, they were just expendable resources anyway, and they could be caught again if they were gone.

While Li Lin and Grizzly were arguing, the servants weren't just standing around doing nothing.

They secretly told the miners outside what had happened inside, embellishing the story.

When the miners heard that their supervisor, Li Lin, dared to defy the higher-ups for the sake of them, these lowly fellows, everyone fell into a long silence.

“Oh God.”

After a long while, the first prayer rang out from the mouth of an old miner, like a sigh.

"May you bless our master."

A sudden sound of prayer arose, as if it were a funeral parlor rather than a mine.

Inside the greenhouse, Li Lin finally finalized the compensation with Grizzly Bear. It was nothing more than the complete transfer of the rights to the twelfth mining area to Li Lin and a 30% reduction in taxes for this quarter—a trivial matter.

After the deal was settled, Grizzly Bear hurriedly ran away, and being in the same room with Li Lin was simply torture.

Li Lin stood outside the shed, gazing into the distance. Only after confirming that the group had all left did he turn around and look at the miners in front of him, almost all of whom were injured.

On the system panel in front of me, countless prompts flowed like a rainbow, with the top line of large characters resounding loudly.

[The current conditions have been met. Shall we establish a temporary religious order?]

A cold wind howled past.

Most of the miners' faces bore scars, yet their eyes seemed to burn with flames.

Li Lin suddenly remembered that in the original story, most of these people became the forerunners of the Reunion Movement.

So rather than letting them die meaninglessly, why not make them more valuable ourselves?

“I can see that each and every one of you has given your all during these three months, and everyone can see it.”

Li Lin's voice swept through their hearts like the wind, or like a heavy, moss-covered rock.

"Now, I announce the model workers of this quarter, who deserve everything I have promised them."

“Richard, Delob, Martin, Ians…”

All those who died because of this farce are on the list.

A commotion began to rise from the audience.

Li Lin ignored him and continued, "This money will be jointly issued in their names and delivered to their family members."

"Sir! There's no one left in their family!" someone shouted from below the stage. "We are all homeless bastards."

“No, you are not.” Li Lin stopped reporting and stared at the person who had spoken.

"You are human beings."

Li Lin repeated it.

"You are human beings."

The miner's face was covered in hideous scars, from which oozes crimson as his muscles trembled.

"From today onwards, the Twelfth Mining District is independent from the Chernobog Mining District, and we will establish an organization called the Mutual Aid Association. Everyone is a member of the Mutual Aid Association, and each of you is only responsible to one person."

Li Lin raised his hand, gave himself a thumbs-up, and said, "That's me."

There was silence on the field.

Andrei opened his mouth, wanting to say that this was a chaotic order, that this was an illegal secret society, but he couldn't utter a sound.

After a moment, he gave a bitter smile: From the very beginning, he had been tied to Li Lin. If it weren't for Li Lin, he would never have been able to get ahead until his death.

He raised his eyes, his gaze hardening.

Andrei saw Li Lin raise his hands, and then a tidal wave of cheers rose from all directions.

17. How about that! Was the title of the previous chapter proper or not?

On that day, the Mutual Aid Society was established at the former Chernobog Twelfth Mine, and Li Lin nominally became the newly appointed leader of the secret cult, but the system did not recognize this.

For the system to officially recognize Li Lin's Assistance Association as established, another procedure is needed: identifying the object of faith.

Just like in the world of esoteric Buddhism, when you establish a cult, you either follow the rules or worship the gods... you always need to have someone to worship.

At this moment, a countdown icon with a circle on the outside and a square on the inside appeared on Li Lin's system desktop, reminding him that he must determine a cult's object of faith before the countdown ends, otherwise even if the cult is successfully established in reality, it will still be a futile effort.

The cold wind outside the window lashed against the glass, while outside, a bustling scene unfolded, and that cold world was being ignited by pragmatic means.

The miners used what they had on hand to build fires, melt the ore, and construct walls to isolate the area from other mining areas. At the same time, they also stockpiled large quantities of food and tools. Further away, the sound of metal clanging pierced the sky.

Wherever Li Lin's gaze swept, things seemed to be covered with a thin layer of steam, a result of the power of the casting image manifesting, which the esoteric simulator calls "influence".

Regarding the influence, the Tantric system explains it as a kind of reaction, resonance, or harmony. It will soon disappear.

In Li Lin's understanding, any force that interferes with the present world will leave an effect, whether strong or weak. When this force corresponds to a certain principle, the resulting effect will also correspond to that principle.

For example, right in front of you.

[Impact: Rising heat.]

[The influence of first-order casting phase.]

[A thin mist and a faint light. Obvious to discerning apprentices, it can be immediately identified. It can be used to summon minions in certain rituals and will be left behind when some minions are destroyed.]

Li Lin opened the window, reached out and made a grabbing motion, and a Tier 1 Casting Influence Card appeared on his system desktop.

It seems that both Li Lin, the leader of the esoteric sect, and the members of the sect are inclined to cast images.

Therefore, it is now time to determine the object of the cult's faith.

Fortunately, Li Lin didn't have to explain this procedure to everyone.

Li Lin sat on the bed, his hands folded together, his right fingers tapping the back of his left hand, his eyelids drooping as if he were dozing.

He was contemplating the world of awakening, which is the world of the esoteric Buddhist master, the world of casting images and controlling the stars.

One of them is the White-Day Forging Furnace, also known as the Unburnt God. As one of the three most important deities in Esoteric Buddhism, He dominated the changes in the world and history in ancient times.

The second is the Lion Craftsman, also known as the Golden General. His domain includes casting, but he is also a member of the Blade Master, engaged in an eternal struggle with another Blade Master, "Colonel".

The third is Xin Dan, whose domain also contains the existence of Zhu, who holds the power over death and the path leading to the mortal world.

Li Lin narrowed his dark eyes slightly: So how did Xin Dan get involved with Zhu...? Could it be that he was brought out when he was born in the Bai Ri Zhu Furnace?

The last one is the Crescent Moon, also known as the Queen of Mirrors, who loves balance.

However, these four Divine Beasts are all far away in the esoteric Buddhist world, and it seems they cannot play a significant role here.

So who is the god who controls the forging of Terra?

The instant this thought arose, a shadow appeared in Li Lin's mind.