Chapter 1337: with translation of chapter title

NO. 241: Every month there will be a day that is very long.

Rome wasn't built in a day.

Even though nowadays there is already a one-click completed 3D-printed infrastructure technology, this old proverb still has a market of circulation, and it is also one that Aomo Lindun likes more.

So he also does not expect to establish his victory in a meeting.

Not catching a cold is normal, having hostility is normal, sharp satire is even more normal, but there will also be people who are similarly grounded in reality, wise people who know that the Boundary Gate District cannot rely solely on horse girls to move forward.

More importantly, every new plan will always have new profits to be made.

This is especially important given that Aomo Lindun has publicly declared he will not establish related enterprises.

In a blank slate, the first to join gets to slice the cake first—although even the pancake hasn't been cooked yet, investment is always the instinct of the far-sighted; Aomo does not need to engage in a debate with scholars to solicit votes at the meeting, after all he is merely allowed to participate in such an important meeting as the initiator, i. e., the district chief's self-made claim.

Everyone's willingness to attend is giving face, but this face does not mean it can be wasted for nothing.

He does not intend to fully enjoy the other's capriciousness, because that always requires taking more to repay Aomo; what he merely does is to arouse the most desire with the shortest speech.

Using the best atmosphere that Luzhasī has created at present, to give those at the meeting as many strokes as possible that, relying on imagination, can complete everything.

Imagination.

Imagination can lead humanity beyond past grasp and vision; whether it matches reality is not important, what matters is that it itself is built upon desire, and all its extensions are extensions of desire.

Not only humans, but all groups that can be called intelligent beings are always thus loyal to desire; they are likewise customers of the many devils of the Demon Realm District, likewise possessing souls that are tradable and of great value.

Those are mostly themselves.

Not weaker than humans, nor different from humans.

Precisely because of this utter lack of difference, his talent, akin to a racial innate ability, proceeds as usual, allowing him to take a seat early under the gaze of the district chief and countless astonished people, letting the meeting of year-end summary, next year's planning + current review return to its set track.

After the meeting disperses nowadays, he will instead attract many invitations from the pioneers of various fields in the Boundary Gate District, making it seem as if he has a busyness similar to that of Muhai Xingzi.

But frankly speaking, the vast majority are invitations he ought to politely decline.

And he indeed does so.

At the beginning of all this, when no one has truly placed a bet yet, all the proposals are still just smoke screens.

This mist-raising campaign should have no explanation at all to show its full effect; that is why he must refuse anything that could expose a flaw in this mystery.

All suspicions are left for the future, all facts await the present; for those who habitually think of many things, so-called sinicization is also based on this.

Being terse stimulates imagination; whetting the appetite hooks desire; Aomo doesn't care how others fashion shells from the infinite universe to trap themselves, he only knows that within boundless imagination there is always something worth using.

Being cautious, sinicizing others often teaches one how to produce others' sinicization, and one will try to ponder actively using sinicization; this is especially important in dialogue.

In a discussion where every suggestion equals a decision and every hope equals a command, beneath the seemingly courteous demands on the negotiation table lie swords and blades; the victor is often determined not by volume of voice, but by that grasp of wind and shadow based in reality.

Or more accurately put—it is the criterion of judgment.

Even if it is merely an erroneous judgment, it likewise shapes your victory; the most mature means of intimidation in the Intimidation Realm is not fabricating one terrifying legend after another, but those pallid, bitter faces beneath the shadow.

You have never seen them, never known them, yet you can always feel their existence; their constant presence is the basis of everything you believe, forcing you, whenever you find yourself in Hei'an, to be suspicious of their traces and fearful of the lingering aura of the instigator.

Thus you cannot help but suspect whether Aomo Lindun still hides something.

All that can be said is that he has reason to be seen as a murderer.

Normal people really cannot have such 'life insights' no matter what, and lack the opportunity to put them into practice; even though this guy looks like a harmless child, the snake pupils with hidden red light in the shadow, together with his long hair, shape the figure of your nightmare.

But—

Master Lindun's joyful work segment always stops at the moment of achievement.

Although it does not merely leave behind some kind of empty feeling, it will cause life's worries and pains to return and follow.

Just like now.

Although all support and sponsorship have not yet arrived, the arrangement permits for the Horse Memorial and the Dream Cup over these two days have already been obtained by Aomo.

He nonstop notifies his subordinates to prepare for work, but this notice itself takes no time.

He could never, to escape reality, adopt an extremely inefficient method of going from person to person interviewing, urging, and monitoring preparations.

That is too stupid, stupid to the point of letting down others' expectations.

The one waiting for him is not Bìcuìkèsī, who keeps glancing at him in the meeting; that Teqiju minister, under the forecast of even more malicious and dangerous attacks in the next two days, will certainly not linger even a second.

This sense of responsibility and dedication is both the reason her career proceeds smoothly and she rises step by step, and the core reason she continually misses interactions with Aomo.

But this is largely not worth despairing over, after all Aomo is indeed her kindred in this regard.

Even if she could find time amidst such busyness, the equally occupied demonfolk have no leisure to notice her efforts; increasing the memory of their cooperation is also not lacking as a strategy—her video-call friends always comfort, encourage, and attack her in similar ways……in the end, those two people, whoever understands knows, but for the present this statement is obviously not wrong.

After all, the Teqiju's big tiger always stays on the front lines of work, striking with heavy fists, but in personal feelings he is always winding and hesitant, awkward and reluctant.

Not like the drunkard of the same big boss, who no longer rushes forward a round by borrowing drunkenness to make others drunk and himself drunk.

Although after the drunkard charges forward he likewise becomes awkward and disappears, it is also like a phantom sword that explodes after the tile‑thrower puts away his blade, dealing multiple segments of damage to Aomo Lindun even during the missing‑person phase.

Although most of this damage stems from the timing being just right and the explosion effect arising from a linkage with the original work‑pressure debuff, to the vast majority of outsiders unaware of the details, this appears as a huge, omnipotent, nation‑foundation‑like alteration of damage outcomes.

So when Aomo finishes today's busy segment, steps out of the boundary of the Central Boundary Gate District, pondering whether to return early to the training ground at four p. m. —the rarely lit 【Poem Short Dream Long】 tag, currently hanging in the fourth row above his unread messages, still bearing a red '1'……Little Aomo dazed for an instant, not knowing whether his appearance should be clicked.

【Poem Short Dream Long: Are you free?】

Obviously, he still clicked it.