Under One Person: My comprehension is unmatched.

“Master, Master, wake up, Master.”

When Ma Xianhong heard someone calling him, he groggily opened his eyes and saw Qiu Rang pushing his shoulder.

"what?"

He suddenly sat up and looked around: the tall cultivation furnace, the messy tools, and Qiu Rang, who seemed a little frightened by him.

What happened? Didn't I blow everyone up after Fu Rong left?

"Chou Rang, how are you still alive? How could I..."

Ma Xianhong stopped mid-sentence and then skillfully picked up his phone.

Six months ago! Again, six months ago!

Qiu Rang was frightened by Ma Xianhong's words and his current state, and spoke up.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Ma Xianhong came to his senses, looked at Qiu Rang's face, and found him somewhat repulsive. He spoke coldly.

"It's alright, don't worry about that lower organ, she'll come back naturally when the time comes."

"Forehead……"

How did the cult leader know what I was going to say? He's not a sorcerer. Did he get advance notice?

Qiu Rang looked at Ma Xianhong, who had answered first, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"You can leave now. Don't let anyone bother me for the next while."

"Yes, Master."

……

Things unfolded in the same way as last time: Ma Xianhong used the villagers to scare away the temporary workers, and Zhang Yan arrived as scheduled.

After the furnace was perfected, Zhang Yan did not leave as he had last time. Instead, he came to the Cultivation Tower again and asked questions while looking at the furnace.

"Ma Xianhong, have there been any other modifications made to this new furnace?"

Ma Xianhong looked into Zhang Yan's eyes and spoke.

"Yes, I didn't expect you to see it so clearly at a glance, senior."

"I just want them to agree with my ideas from the bottom of their hearts."

Ma Xianhong added a function to the Self-Cultivation Furnace: anyone who enters the furnace, whether they are the furnace holder or the main cabin, will be stamped with a "thought imprint," and will wholeheartedly agree with his idea of ​​universal harmony.

"hehe."

Zhang Yan smiled, looked at the intricately carved body-cultivating furnace, and spoke.

“I remember you saying before that you don’t want to be manipulated by others, nor do you want to manipulate others.”

Ma Xianhong raised his head and looked at Zhang Yan.

“The people living in Biyou Village all agree with my point of view, whether they agree verbally or in their hearts.”

"Am I manipulating them by doing this? You know about the last two times..."

Ma Xianhong stopped abruptly, reorganized his thoughts, and continued.

"Oh, yes."

"I used to be so arrogant and remarkable."

"Senior Zhang, I don't want to be such a remarkable person anymore."

"You have no idea what kind of bullying I've suffered during this time, what kind of bullying..."

At this point, Ma Xianhong became very emotional. His eyes reddened, and he pointed to his chest with his finger.

"Just because I thought I could exchange sincerity for sincerity,"

"I'm honest."

"How incredibly naive I was."

"What kind of hellish world is this?! What kind of hellish world is this?!"

"I will walk this path step by step, and I want a world of harmony!"

Zhang Yan watched as Ma Xianhong walked step by step up the steps of the stove to the door of the main cabin, sighed, said nothing, and left Biyou Village directly.

After Zhang Yan left Biyou Village, Ma Xianhong gathered all the villagers and explained his ideas to them again. Finally, he looked at everyone and spoke.

“I know you all have desires, but it’s impossible to fulfill all your wishes before I can realize my ideas. Even a god couldn’t do that.”

"So, those who came to Biyou Village with other motives can leave now."

This is the last time Ma Xianhong will open his heart, and it is also the last chance he will give people.

A brief silence fell over the scene, followed by a cacophony of voices.

"Master, I came here for the sake of fairness."

"Yes, everyone in Biyou Village is equal, and the world should be the same."

"I came to Biyou Village for three things: fairness! Fairness! And damn it, fairness!"

"..."

Finally, all the voices became one.

"The world is unified!"

"The world is unified!"

Looking at the enthusiastic villagers below, Ma Xianhong felt no joy, but rather a growing chill in his heart.

"Okay, since everyone has this idea, I won't be pretentious."

"Starting tomorrow, the self-cultivation furnace will operate around the clock. Anyone with superior aptitude will be required to tend to the furnace. I will make a plan for the specifics."

"Let's all disperse."

After Ma Xianhong finished speaking, the villagers below erupted in a huge cheer, even waking up the pigs that were sleeping in the village.

The villagers returned to their homes in high spirits, while the twelve with superior innate talents stayed behind. They exchanged glances, and Zhao Guizhen spoke first.

"Master, now that the Body Refinement Furnace is almost complete, your memories can be retrieved."

"With so much external pressure right now, shouldn't we get things done as quickly as possible to avoid any unforeseen complications?"

The rest of the people nodded in agreement, saying that this matter was indeed very important.

You guys can't wait? Okay, me too.

Ma Xianhong sneered inwardly and looked at those people as he spoke.

"Well, let's go to the Cultivation Pavilion. I'll need your help to carry the furnace for me."

"It should, it should."

Led by Ma Xianhong, the group entered the Cultivation Building and asked their instructors to preside over the furnace. Ma Xianhong pointed out eight of the most "trustworthy" individuals with superior aptitude.

The eight top-tier cultivators entered the furnace chamber in high spirits. Ma Xianhong glanced at everyone and then gave Liu Wukui, who had just closed the cabin door, one last look.

Last time I cured your brother's illness, but you left without a word. That's betrayal. Leaving is betrayal!

Ma Xianhong gritted his teeth and walked step by step toward the main cabin, as if walking toward his throne.

Everything went smoothly, but this time was different. The faces of his family, friends, and childhood playmates became clear in his memory.

After the hatch opened, Ma Xianhong did not come out. He sat quietly in the main cabin without saying a word.

"Master?"

The few people who came out of the holding furnace asked with genuine concern.

Ma Xianhong seemed not to hear, keeping his head down until someone wanted to go up to the main cabin to check the situation, at which point he spoke.

"I'm fine, and I've regained my memory and know their location."

Ma Xianhong raised his head, his eyes red, and said to the group.

"Let's mobilize the villagers and bring them back, but don't tell them who they're looking for."

At this point, he continued.

"Are there any villagers who know those important figures? Can they be transformed into superhumans and then spread the news?"

All the highly talented individuals were stunned for a moment before Zhang Kun spoke.

"Master, isn't this too conspicuous? The company has been keeping a close eye on us."

"Spread the word secretly for now, keep it a secret for as long as possible, and convert as many people as you can. I'll stall them at the company for now."

Ma Xianhong nodded first, then spoke in a gloomy tone.

"I'm ready for war. Go."

After everyone left, Ma Xianhong also silently left the house. Unconsciously, he walked to the stream at the entrance of the village. He silently walked into the stream and quietly watched the clear water and the reflection.

Ma Xianhong, you are now walking on thin ice. Do you think you can reach the other side?