Chapter 1030: Night of the Emperor

Resisting a hurricane was already difficult enough; adding the Emperor's Flowing Pulp, which confused people's minds, the Yangshan Archipelago wouldn't have an easy night tonight.

Wang Xingyi instructed his personal attendants to collect the Emperor's Flowing Pulp on the roof of this area, and then smiled at Fang Canran:

"He Xiao has passed the first few hurdles; let's hope he doesn't stumble on this one."

Dealing with the Bailong people and the Beijia people was a talent for battle and command;

Welcoming the Emperor's Flowing Pulp on Suoding Island, which was crowded with outside guests, tested the talent for management and coordination.

With Wang Xingyi's status, even if he was abroad, the Mou Nation would leave enough pill paste made from the Emperor's Flowing Pulp for him, so his mindset at this time was like watching a fire from the other side of the river.

He Lingchuan's disturbance in the Heavenly Palace had indeed achieved remarkable results; Fang Canran also praised him highly, evaluating him far above many young talents in Lingshan.

But Wang Xingyi wouldn't just look at a single past battle record.

Succeeding once could very likely be due to explosive luck. And a power-holder with rich experience like him knew very well that destruction was much easier than construction, and inciting events in the dark was always easier than open combat.

Today's natural and man-made disasters happened on He Lingchuan's own territory, which was a good opportunity to observe him. Wang Xingyi would naturally evaluate He Lingchuan well.

Afterward, he saw the servants of White Wave Shanzhuang running out with jars and cans, almost filling every corner of the courtyard.

Huh, so fast, were they really acting on impulse? Could they take out hundreds of jars and utensils all of a sudden on impulse? "Uncle Master, I'll go out for a walk."

Fang Canran took his leave and went to stop a cook: "Auntie, was this prepared in advance?"

"Ah, yes." The cook wanted to go hold the jars and didn't have much mind to answer him, but still maintained basic guest etiquette, "The notice came down a few days ago!"

Her speech was a bit slurred, and Fang Canran asked again: "What do you have in your mouth?"

"Heart-Clearing Pill!" As soon as the cook opened her mouth, Fang Canran saw a jade-green pill pressed under her tongue, "It was also distributed from above, saying that if you hold it in your mouth at this time, you won't feel flustered."

After speaking, she went to busy herself with her own affairs.

The Heart-Clearing Pill was a medicine to calm the mind and stabilize the spirit; it couldn't completely suppress the living beings' desire for the Emperor's Flowing Pulp, but it could keep people a bit clear-headed and reduce the probability of doing stupid things.

Fang Canran looked up at the sky and smiled.

So, He Xiao had predicted the arrival of the Emperor's Flowing Pulp in advance.

On his way down the mountain, he saw several huge boulders by the roadside, one of which seemed to have traces of knife and axe carving, and still had a bit of red paint, as if it had been accidentally stained.

But it also looked like a mark.

What was this? He touched the stone casually and felt something was wrong.

This seemed to be a magic tool, although very rough, it had indeed been refined.

Only someone like him, who had been dealing in magic tool trading for many years, could detect a trace of abnormality in the boulder.

He turned to the back of the boulder and saw what looked like a seal near the bottom, but it wasn't outlined in red. He squatted down to look closely and unexpectedly discovered that these patterns were actually an array.

"Barrier?"

Fang Canran's curiosity was piqued, and he put the boulder into his storage ring.

The next instant, a gust of wind blew in his face, which could have blown a two or three hundred jin fat man into the sky.

Fang Canran was blown so hard he couldn't even open his eyes, and he hurriedly put the boulder back in its original place.

The wind force weakened again to a level that didn't startle the face.

Hmm, wind-shielding barrier.

He tidied his hair. Maintaining this kind of barrier was not a small expense. For this piece of territory, He Xiao really hadn't spared any effort.

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"The Emperor's Flowing Pulp has arrived!"

The spiritual rain descended suddenly, bringing not nectar to the Yangshan Archipelago, but chaos.

Those moving things, those walking on the road, those staying in the house, all subconsciously ran out and looked up at the sky. The clever ones immediately returned to the house to rummage for containers.

How much could you catch by opening your mouth? You needed containers to help.

The originally orderly scene suddenly became chaotic.

He Lingchuan had experienced the Emperor's Flowing Pulp several times and knew very well what would happen later, so he immediately ordered the crowd behind him: "The Emperor's Flowing Pulp came early, start according to the plan!"

This was the reason why he had to lure the Wansai uncle and nephew and Yu Zecheng to act early no matter what.

If the rebellion and the Emperor's Flow arrived at the same time, that truly would have him overwhelmed.

Now that things could be solved one by one, it was already a great stroke of luck.

He glanced toward White Wave Shanzhuang, knowing that Wang Xingyi was observing in secret there.

His evaluation of He Lingchuan would very likely affect Lingshan's attitude toward He Lingchuan, and the latter was a very important part of He Lingchuan's long-term plan.

So far, his performance had been excellent, and he couldn't slack off next.

"Tonight's action must be decisive! Pass the order to the guard team: those who make significant contributions tonight will be promoted by one rank!"

The executives ran off in different directions, quickly executing the order.

A large bronze gong was struck in the pier and inn district, and Yang Shanren shouted urgently, one call after another: "All guests, retreat indoors! Take out the pottery jars from behind the doors and stand within the white lines in front of the doors to catch the Emperor's Flow! Anyone who ventures out will be confined tonight!"

One person stood in each area, striking a gong once to ensure that the entire supply station range could hear.

As soon as everyone heard "pottery jar," their minds cleared by three points, and they ran back to behind the doors of their residences to look, and sure enough, there were jars placed there.

Someone had noticed these jars earlier and was curious about their function, but now they finally knew.

This was for the Yangshan Archipelago to let them catch the Emperor's Flowing Pulp! A palm-wide white line was painted on the ground seven feet in front of the residence door, which not only couldn't be washed away by the heavy rain but even had a bit of fluorescent reflection under the illumination of fluorescent spores, which was quite eye-catching.

Without further ado, the guests hugged all the bottles and jars from the room, placed them on the open ground in front of the door, and caught the Emperor's Flowing Pulp with all their might. Some climbed onto the roof, using clothes or wooden chips to make diversion troughs.

As long as they stayed within the white line range, even if they dismantled the house, the guard team wouldn't care.

Heaven-sent nectar, every drop was a gift.

Based on He Lingchuan's experience, the rainfall of this Emperor's Flowing Pulp descent was only medium, and it was mixed in the heavy precipitation brought by the hurricane, which increased the difficulty of collection for ordinary people by another level.

But the attraction of the Emperor's Flowing Pulp to living beings was just like a person who had been hungry for five days and five nights seeing a large piece of braised pork knuckle; it wasn't just mouth-watering and green-eyed. It was the motivation to pounce forward without even thinking.

Two travelers saw that the water dripping under the eaves next door was faster, so they immediately took jars to grab it. How could the other party let them? Both sides went from spraying dirty words to punching and kicking, which took less than ten breaths; it was very fast.

Wang Fubao happened to be nearby and rushed over to push both sides apart, his movements quite rough.

Afterward, he roared at the guests who crossed the line: "Get back in the house!"

The two guests had their faces beaten swollen in the fight, and their blood was rushing to their heads; how could they listen? They rushed up to fight again, but were strongly stopped by Wang Fubao.

The two were blinded by greed, their eyes bloodshot; how could they care about good or bad? They swung their fists at Wang Fubao, but were grabbed by the back of their collars, thrown back into the house one by one, and then the door was locked from the outside.

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