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

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After Li Lin returned to Bronze City, he was asked to pay public grain three times for acting on his own initiative.

But aside from these trivial matters, the task of retaking Hong Kong was quite simple—after all, a much larger city was right overhead, and Nian could simply cut off the sunlight at will, while the group of warriors below, who could barely glide, didn't even have the courage to resist.

All their methods were futile against the bronze city suspended high in the sky.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Are you praying?" Nian asked as she walked out of the room, drying her hair.

"No, I was just thinking about what would happen if I released my powers centered on Bronze City." Li Lin trembled slightly, afraid that Nian would pounce on him again.

"Then give it a try, you won't lose anything anyway." Nian casually tossed the towel aside and started pointing. "Look, the living spirits in Bronze City already have your authority, so Bronze City can be used as a signal base station. Under normal circumstances, Bronze City is definitely in the very center of the continent, but if there is an emergency, you can just move the city there."

Li Lin's dead fish eyes widened slightly, and the black parts began to increase.

He realized that what Nian said was absolutely right.

"Alright, I'll show you what a true genius is!"

Li Lin rubbed his hands together, reached out and flipped open the secret manual, "A Dream of Yellow Millet."

In my imagination, this should be a gentle and gradual change, just like its name suggests.

But the reality was quite the opposite—the secret manual did not leave the tabletop, but instead transformed into a dazzling flame on the dark green tabletop. Then, the previously empty tabletop instantly began to fold and deform, changing rapidly at a speed that even Li Lin could not comprehend.

When the turmoil on the dark green desktop subsided, Li Lin noticed some changes on his desktop.

The flame representing [Secret Transmission: A Dream of Yellow Millet - Terrible Metropolis] transformed into a soft, bright lamp, quietly and peacefully casting its light onto the dark green tabletop.

The void before him was no longer just a dark green tabletop; the light slightly dispelled the deathly silence, revealing what was behind Li Lin—a high-backed throne, somewhat similar to the throne in the desolate temple of Mansu.

The difference is that the blank throne in the mansion is carved with a triple crown, while the throne in front of this table has only one eye on its back.

It looks similar to the emblem of the Night's Watchman, Eye of the Door, but this eye is half-closed, with a blank eye socket and no pupil.

Li Lin felt that his consciousness was in a magical state—he could choose to sit at the table at any time, or he could choose to leave this void.

The dark green desktop had also undergone a dramatic change. It was no longer blank, but had been replaced by a map, a rough map of the continent in front of them, with an "X" shaped stamp shining brightly on it.

The map is mostly gray, with only two areas tinged with vermilion.

One is Singapore, which was the first to change course, and the other is Hong Kong, located in the Bronze City.

Centered on these two areas, the vermilion yellow color was slowly and steadily spreading outwards, slower in Singapore and faster in Hong Kong. This meant that Li Lin's makeshift organization, Datang, was radiating its influence outwards, gradually bringing the surrounding territories under its control.

This is similar to the pressure of civilization in Civilization VI. An advanced and better life puts pressure on other cities, and if they don't adjust, the city will gradually lean towards the better side, until it completely defectes and joins the enemy's camp.

A vast amount of virtual data flows like a river across the map surface, with population, territory, food, energy... everything spontaneously adjusting and adapting.

This is the "Dream of Yellow Millet - Terrible Metropolis". For the ancient Roman god Saturn, it symbolizes the sacrificial rituals that represent the changing of the seasons from winter to spring; for the Luo Hao Cult Master, it is a feng shui concept; and for Li Lin, it is like a data table for a strategic game.

Now he has actually found the game's data station.

After exiting this state, Li Lin gave Nian a confident smile.

"Why are you laughing so maniacally all of a sudden?" Nian asked suspiciously, grabbing Li Lin's wrist. "Is the matter resolved?"

Li Lin's smile gradually froze as he stared blankly at his wrist, which was being grabbed, his voice trembling: "What do you want to do?"

"Come on, come into the house with me."

......

As Bronze City flew north, wherever it went, warlords embroiled in conflict and those seeking orthodox lineages of martial arts all surrendered in its wake.

The vermilion color began to spread rapidly on the map. In less than a week, the area south of the Yangtze River turned into a pure vermilion color, while the central region north of the Yangtze River and south of the Yellow River was a slightly lighter vermilion color. Only the area outside the Great Wall and the vast Mongolian grasslands still had a small amount of pure gray.

Historically, wars have mostly been fought from north to south, with few examples of successful wars fought from south to north. However, those were wars fought within the same era.

In terms of conquest, Li Lin and Nian did not even fire a single shot; wherever they went, the land automatically became part of the Tang Dynasty's territory.

The powerful families and warlords who surrendered the city had a well-thought-out plan: no matter how powerful the Eastern Emperor and the Heavenly Craftsmen were, their actual rule still depended on their class. So as long as they were outwardly obedient, they could still enjoy the comfortable life of the White Lotus King era.

As they had expected, Li Lin and Nian did not punish them, at most making minor personnel changes.

However, what followed seemed to spiral out of their control.

Everything seemed to suddenly get on track, proceeding according to the predetermined trajectory.

This was true of all cities under the rule of the Tang Dynasty.

The people in the city only knew that a new emperor had taken over their lives, and then, for some reason, their lives suddenly changed completely.

It seemed as if something was looking down on them, manipulating them, and taking control of things that did not originally belong to them.

One after another, meticulous government orders were issued from the Bronze City, falling from the sky into the central hubs of various cities.

Politics, people's livelihood, security, municipal administration... benefiting every sector, subtly influencing all things.

These old-fashioned aristocratic families had considered feigning compliance while secretly opposing it—in fact, they had done so since the time of the White Lotus King, stirring up public opinion, pleading for the people, and finally donning this high hat to continue being their local kings.

However, the emperor who reigns atop the Bronze City has usurped power, and no matter how much he desires to reclaim his former authority, he must remain dormant for the time being.

"Let's hear what he has to say and see what he can do to us."

The powerful families thought this way, and then things changed.

First, the lifeline of their economy was gradually weakening. The orders issued directly from Bronze City did not completely confiscate their property, but rather drained their very marrow bit by bit. Although each diversion of wealth caused the noble families great pain, it was precisely placed within their tolerance threshold.

It's even worse than a traffic light than a stop-and-go zone.

In this situation, the aristocratic family was shocked to find that after a few months, they had run out of money.

Just when the aristocratic families were about to make a desperate attempt, they discovered that all the retainers and warriors who were willing to die for them had disappeared.

First, they couldn't afford to pay the offerings, and second, these retainers found a better way out.

They were placed in various jobs across all industries, which was a good opportunity. Although it was more difficult than being a retainer in a noble family, it was safer and more stable.

—If given a choice, who would want to fight and kill?

Following the economy is people's livelihood.

The soaring prices following the end of the war were curbed, and prices were kept within a stable range. A series of temporary laws concerning people's livelihoods were promulgated, revitalizing the city, which was in dire need of reconstruction. A large amount of living space was freed up to accommodate refugees displaced by the war...

The city gained new labor, and the population problem that might have been a source of instability was properly resolved.

The powerful families had only an unrealistic title. By the time they realized it, they had already been completely devoured by the laws that were so easily dismissed.

After resolving the issue of powerful families, the focus shifted to the overall development of industry.

[Industrial Integrity +10]

Li Lin was initially puzzled because even if he obtained the power, he couldn't immediately conjure up a complete industrial system.

However, the information received on the desktop often differed from expectations. The previously idle concessions were reclaimed, and the factories owned by foreigners, compradors, and warlords were confiscated. Under the industrial standards promulgated by Bronze City, they became a new industry benchmark at an unimaginable speed.

Everyone in this industry can work by receiving personal instructions directly from each individual, without even having to consciously follow rules and regulations.

It's as if a series of disparate, gear-like individuals have been assembled into a massive and terrifying state machine, running at 120% efficiency.

The unity of many is nothing more than this.

Population +10

[Industrialization system progress +20]

The political system framework is complete.

[Legal framework is under construction; the current temporary decree has 1800 days remaining in effect. Please promptly introduce legislation that aligns with the current era.]

There has never been such a peculiar empire in the world—it is clearly composed of hundreds of millions of people, the vast majority of whom are illiterate, yet they communicate with each other in a unique way and obey orders without question.

"It's just a console, how can that be called cheating?"

Chapter 375: Annihilation (Third Update)

For the spell "Yellow Millet Dream" to take effect, the caster must remain stationary and not leave their current location.

However, Li Lin released his powers on the Bronze City, where he could move freely.

More precisely, it was on his dark green desktop.

—What does the city's own road have to do with me, Li Lin!

Going a step further, it could be developed into something like the path I, Li Lin, run, and what does it have to do with the desktop I'm on?

Ultimately, it might even evolve into a question of what the roads one travels in the city have to do with a portable desktop.

While others exploited one bug, he exploited three nested bugs. In this case, the flaw of the "yellow millet dream" was actually overcome.

In this situation, Li Lin's bronze city moved away from the skies above Chang'an and arrived above the snowfield a day and a night later.

......

"Om, Vajra, Hengxiang, Om Hengluo, Svaha!"

This is the mantra of the Bodhisattva Akasagarbha.

“Om, Pramarindra, Svaha!”

Following the mantra of Akasagarbha Bodhisattva is the fundamental mantra of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

"Om Ah Lu Li Jia Svaha!"