The Eternal Beauty of the City of Wealth

The messenger said impatiently, "Hurry up, you still have two wishes to fulfill, and your funeral is about to take place. Time is running out!"

"Okay," Yang Xuan replied a bit nervously, "My sixth wish is for an artificial satellite that can receive communications, weather, and military signals. It must have all the necessary functions."

"I wish I could surf the Internet, watch TV, play games, watch TV series, and shop online in ancient times."

The messenger interrupted her again: "Online shopping is not allowed!"

Yang Xuan asked in confusion: "Why can't I shop online?"

The messenger said calmly: "Because it cannot be delivered!"

Yang Xuan touched his nose embarrassedly: "Oh, then, forget it!"

"I want the most advanced Chinese and Western medical equipment in the world."

"Also, I forgot just now, can I have the ability to teleport, the kind that allows me to go wherever I want."

"Also, I want a few universal maps from ancient and modern times, the kind that can mark various mineral deposits, preferably gold, silver, jade and stone mines."

Yang Xuan bared his teeth and glanced at the messenger with a sly smile.

The messenger rolled his eyes at her and before she could speak again he said quickly, "Well, you have spoken of all your wishes."

"I will now install the storage space in your mind, and all items will be stored in your space."

After saying that, he walked up to Zixuan, reached out and gently pressed her head, muttering something.

After about an incense stick of time, the messenger loosened his grip and let out a long sigh. "Alright, I've stored your five wishes and the items you requested in your mind."

"In ancient times, you could use it as you wish, as long as you used your mind to control it."

"The satellite has been sent to the sky above the city you are going to. You can use it freely within the scope of your fiefdom, but..."

The messenger paused and said, "I just received the order from the ancestor of heaven."

"Since some of the items you requested never appeared in ancient times, if they were seen by others, they would be too shocking. The Heavenly Dao Patriarch is worried that you would go against the will of Heaven and disrupt the order of history."

"So, he specifically issued a ban on you."

As soon as the messenger finished speaking, a piece of red paper with gold writing on it appeared in his hand and was handed to him.

Yang Xuan opened the red paper and read it carefully, only to see that it said;

1: The course of history must not be changed.

2: No hot weapons may be used outside the city limits.

3: You are not allowed to expand into the land outside the city.

4: Your position as city lord cannot be transferred to others.

If you disobey, the city will be destroyed along with you.

Remember, remember, I hope you will not forget your original intention, follow the laws of nature, and benefit the people. If your merits are immeasurable, you will meet me.

After reading the ban, Yang Xuan reluctantly put the red paper away.

She was still muttering secretly in her heart; she had thought that she could rely on the powerful space and powerful thermal weapons to easily conquer the world in ancient times and become the greatest empress of all time, but this time her boast was in vain.

On the other hand, I thought it would be nice to be a city lord. I wouldn't have to worry about managing state affairs or getting up early to attend court every day.

"Wouldn't it be nice for her to just enjoy wealth and glory peacefully instead of reviewing memorials day and night?"

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The corners of the messenger's mouth twitched again: "Don't think too much! In your fiefdom, as long as it does not violate the laws of nature and human ethics, you can do whatever you want!"

Yang Xuan asked in surprise: "Really?"

The messenger nodded and said, "Yes, really. Come on, I'll take you to fulfill your last wish."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the King of Hell, who waved his robe sleeves and pointed at the two of them. A beam of green light whizzed by and pushed the two of them away.

Yang Xuan felt like he was flying quickly in the dark night.

After a short while, faint spots of light appeared in front of us.

After a while, they stopped above a luxurious villa.

The messenger looked down and said: "Go, you have arrived at your past life's home."

"Well," Yang Xuan nodded and flew towards the villa.

The mourning hall was set up in the hall on the first floor of the villa. His predecessor was lying in a pile of flowers, wearing the funeral clothes prepared for him during his lifetime, and his face was covered with a longevity sheet.

On both sides were kneeling or lying some men and women, all of whom were their descendants who were keeping vigil for themselves.

The altar in front was filled with various offerings, incense, candles, paper money, etc.

A pile of paper money was burning in the incense burner in front of the table.

An old man was kneeling in front of the incense burner, adding stacks of paper gold ingots into the incense burner while sobbing and muttering.

His tears may have dried up, and only drool and snot mixed together and hung on his mouth, half a foot long.