Chapter 421

Was hard-won!

The Great Yan Army, with mortal bodies, fought against those transcendent lives.

They paid the price of hundreds of thousands of deaths to exchange for this victory!

And on the dragon chair.

Yan looked down at the ministers below the hall.

And continued: "In this conquest of a foreign world, our Great Yan soldiers suffered heavy casualties. Order the Ministry of Revenue to give generous rewards and condolences to the soldiers who died or were injured this time. Do not chill the hearts of our Great Yan soldiers."

"In addition, within the Great Yan Research Institute, any practical invention should be reported to the Ministry of Works and ordered to be promoted."

"People's livelihood is the top priority for the common people. Now our Great Yan has 400 million people, and we must not be negligent..."

"In terms of military weapons, we should ensure that 20% of the fiscal expenditure is used for their research every year. In the future, the enemies of Great Yan will be even stronger."

"..."

Subsequently.

Yan's aged voice echoed in the main hall.

The voice was not loud.

But the ministers heard it very clearly.

After issuing a series of decrees.

Yan's aged body became increasingly tired, and he gasped for breath.

Finally.

In desperation.

Yan waved his hand, signaling the end of the court session, and let the ministers leave the hall.

Usually, when the court session ended, he would leave first.

The ministers would wait respectfully before being allowed to leave the hall.

But this time...

His body was really too tired.

He didn't even have the strength to stand up.

He could only rest for a while on the dragon chair first.

After the ministers left one after another.

Yan slowly raised his head and looked at the imperial physician at his side.

He said slowly: "Black Death Medicine... is it already useless?"

The imperial physician hurriedly knelt on the ground, pressing his forehead to the floor.

He dared not answer.

But his actions explained everything.

Seeing this, Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

For some time now.

He had increasingly realized that the medicine developed by the imperial physician...

Could no longer prolong his life.

Even the Black Death Medicine in the alchemy civilization could not stop his aging and death.

His body was increasingly tired.

Death...

Was getting closer and closer to him.

If nothing unexpected happened, it would be in these two days.

"Fortunately, Xu Shi did not fail my expectations and conquered the Alchemy World."

Yan lowered his head.

Looking at the dozens of portions of Black Death Medicine presented on the table, he grinned.

He.

Had never feared death.

What he feared was...

That he had failed to lead the Great Yan Kingdom to conquer foreign worlds and move towards the stars and the sea.

Besides that.

The three propositions once left by the God...

He had only solved one, the long-distance sound transmission.

Flying through the sky and diving into the deep sea...

Had no clue yet.

"What a pity, my time is not enough..."

After a brief thought.

Yan ordered the attendants to come forward and lift him into the sedan chair.

And set off for the temple.

Approaching his death date, he still had a few knots in his heart.

This knot...

Only the God could answer for him.

Soon.

With the support of the attendants, Yan walked staggeringly into the temple.

Kneeling on the prayer mat under the statue of the God.

His demeanor was pious, just like decades ago.

"Yan, pays respects to the God."

Yan bent his waist with difficulty and kowtowed.

Above the statue.

The invisible Qin Mu was floating, gazing at Yan, who was emitting the aura of death.

This time.

Yan had truly reached the end of his life.

Ordinary life-prolonging medicine had no effect.

"Yan has been on the throne for ninety-nine years and is about to exhaust his lifespan. Today, I come mainly because I have a few knots in my heart that have not been untied."

Yan slowly raised his head and stated his purpose.

"First, Yan wants to know..."

He gasped for breath and paused for a moment.

Then continued: "Yan has been on the throne for ninety-nine years, have my achievements... surpassed those of the former Emperor Ji?"

This was the biggest knot that had troubled him for ninety-nine years.

Time passed.

Ninety-nine years had passed for the Great Yan Kingdom.

All kinds of earth-shaking changes had occurred.

He prided himself on having surpassed Emperor Ji in achievements.

But...

He still hoped immensely to receive the affirmation of the God.

And above the statue.

Qin Mu looked at the stubborn-faced Yan.

He sighed lightly.

And waved his sleeve to write a line of text in the air.

"Your achievements are unprecedented, and there may not be anyone who comes after."

This was his evaluation of Yan.

Emperor Ji unified the land and led the Ji tribe from the wilderness to the city-state era.

Ending the chaotic wars and allowing the people to live in peace.