Chapter 1209: Amnesty and Enlistment

Amnesty and Enlistment

Inside the conference room,

Sun Zhongliang, along with everyone present, stared blankly at Chen Ling and Ying Fu in front of them.

Under the manipulation of the two, the ground at the edge of the conference room visibly sank. In just a moment's time, a bottomless underground staircase passage appeared before everyone's eyes.

"This is..." Sun Zhongliang spoke in shock.

"The 7012 Underground Project has been expanded by dozens of levels by us... If nothing unexpected happens, it will be more than enough to fit all the survivors of Wushan."

Chen Ling looked at the crowd. "These shelters are all connected. Once the roots of those plants dig down, this defensive line can also step back level by level. This will be Wushan's final fortress."

The crowd listened silently to Chen Ling's description, shock gradually surfacing in their eyes.

"Is this... also the power of the Divine Path?"

"If it were me, I probably couldn't build it even in ten years."

"Who exactly are they..."

Amidst the bewildered gazes, Ying Fu spoke deeply: "Everyone, you are all top-tier Divine Path Possessors in this world, bearing great talent. If you live deep underground for a long time, wouldn't it be breaking your own wings?

Now that chaotic times are approaching and the common people are suffering, it is precisely the time for you all to establish merit and build a career!

We are going to create a new era, and we also need you to be its founding subjects... Charge out with us. You are not deserters, nor are you trash. You all are the saviors of the common people of this world!"

Ying Fu thoroughly stimulated the pride in the hearts of these Divine Path Possessors who had been extremely suppressed underground. Coupled with the blessing of the Path of the Sovereign, quite a few of the younger men and women already felt their blood boiling, wishing they could follow Ying Fu and slaughter their way outside right then and there!

Chen Ling gave Ying Fu a helpless look. He could only say that as expected of someone in this line of work, even he couldn't learn this skill of inciting speeches.

"Stop bragging there... What founding subjects? What common people? In my eyes, you just want to use us as your thugs."

Just then, a voice rang out from a corner, like a basin of cold water extinguishing the passion of some people.

The one who spoke was precisely the Eight Trigrams inheritor who had wanted to force his way out earlier.

He looked at Ying Fu with a vigilant gaze and snorted coldly:

"I've lived for most of my life. You think I can't see through this little pyramid scheme trick? We don't want to stay here because we all care about our own families. Who cares about your common people? Furthermore, you just said it yourself, the outside world is in such a mess. Relying just on us people, can we really slaughter our way out?"

With these words, everyone also calmed down, hesitation showing on their faces.

The Eight Trigrams inheritor looked at Ying Fu, then at Chen Ling:

"Moreover, the two of you don't seem to be on the same path... Who should we listen to?"

The crowd's gazes wandered back and forth between Chen Ling and Ying Fu. They hadn't looked carefully just now, but looking closely now, the attire and temperament of these two were completely two extremes. If the one wearing the black overcoat claimed to be the emperor, then who was this one wearing a full red theatrical robe? It couldn't be the empress, right?

Ying Fu glanced at Chen Ling. "We each rely on our own abilities."

"Alright."

"Whatever doubts you have, speak them freely." Ying Fu looked calmly at the Eight Trigrams inheritor. "As long as you submit to us, we will naturally sweep away your doubts for you."

The Eight Trigrams inheritor sneered:

"Fine, we care about our families. Whoever can bring our families over completely unscathed, we'll listen to them!"

"Acceptable. Where is your family?"

"In Sichuan-Chongqing."

"..."

Chen Ling and Ying Fu simultaneously fell silent.

"You can't even handle this little thing, and you're still talking about founding subjects? Emperor?" The Eight Trigrams inheritor gave a disdainful smile.

"Your Excellency is being somewhat unreasonable." Chen Ling shook his head. "Right now, all the networks and transportation from Wushan to the outside world are completely paralyzed, and signals cannot be sent out. Who could go to Sichuan-Chongqing to save your family? Besides, even if they could be saved, the outside world is probably similar to Wushan. By the time they are rescued and brought here, Wushan will likely have already fallen."

This wasn't Chen Ling being an alarmist. According to the speed at which that World-Ending Calamity reproduced and spread, as long as no one went to clear away those roots, it would at most take a week for them to fill the entire Wushan Town.

"Then wouldn't it be fine if we just go clear those roots now, or escape Wushan?"

"You can't escape. Those roots have already formed an ecological circle, completely surrounding Wushan Town... What you have to fight against is not just the monsters in these dozens of gaps currently taking root in Wushan, but rather the entire World-Ending Calamity behind them."

"As for clearing them, it's even harder. Even if you clean up all the roots in Wushan today, there might be even more gaps appearing tomorrow... This is a continuous process. Once you die suddenly midway due to various reasons or your power is exhausted, you will no longer be able to prevent the tragedy from happening."

The Eight Trigrams inheritor's expression looked somewhat ugly. "According to what you're saying, this is a dead end, and none of us can escape?"

"There is one method that might work."

Just then, Sun Zhongliang, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up.

Chen Ling and Ying Fu turned their heads to look, only to see Sun Zhongliang's expression looking incredibly solemn.

"Over these past two days, through various deductions, our Bureau 749 inferred a possibility... Although no one has verified this conjecture yet, this might be the only way to resolve the current apocalyptic crisis."

Chen Ling's eyes brightened slightly:

"What method?"

"Since you know of the 'World-Ending Calamities,' you should also know that they are almost entirely incompatible with the environment of our world, right?" Sun Zhongliang said. "To most creatures of that world, the environment on our Earth is no less than an Asura Hell... Therefore, theoretically speaking, it is simply impossible for World-Ending Calamities to survive in our world for a long time, unless..."

"Unless someone changed their living environment, which is the 'ecological circle' you mentioned." Ying Fu spoke indifferently.

"Exactly." Sun Zhongliang nodded. "But the transformation of the ecological circle definitely requires a certain core hub. This is the channel connecting the two worlds. They transform the energy and matter on Earth, ultimately allowing the aura of the Calamity territory to descend here endlessly."

"If we can find this core hub and shut it down... or destroy it, their ecological circle will become duckweed without roots. As long as we conduct a carpet-style cleanup of their territory, we can completely sever the local threat of the World-Ending Calamity within a certain period of time."

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[Author's Note: Yesterday I saw that everyone quite liked the feeling of the conference losing control, but was also worried that the plot after the conference lost control wouldn't be able to be rounded out... Everyone doesn't need to worry, the Wushan Conference plot point is very crucial. Whether it's Chen Ling's influence on this world, or Sanjiu himself filling the holes left before (such as Bai Ye's identity, the mechanism of the Gray World convergence, etc.), they are all related to here~ The plot will only get bigger and bigger!]