Long Fei took out two documents that had already been prepared and handed them to the Shu King for review.

These two documents, one is about the issue of setting up production lines for battle armor and cannons, Aurora Flame Blade in Shu State.

The other is about the establishment of the Spirit Bank in Shu State.

The Shu King’s hands trembled as he read, not expecting that Long Fei had already prepared for these two matters, causing his previous worries to be in vain.

He understood the Spirit Bank for Shu State, as there are already ticket numbers, or savings places, in Shu State City now.

But this is a matter for ordinary people; there is no such thing as a Spirit Bank in the Cultivation World.

According to Long Fei, it is about setting up a Spirit Bank to absorb all the Spirit Stones from the small and scattered cultivators in the Cultivation World.

As for setting up the weapon and equipment production lines, the Shu King felt a headache.

He was a carefree prince, and creating weapons was tantamount to rebellion.

This matter cannot proceed without the approval of the Governor, as he dared not take action otherwise.

He put down the document and said to Long Fei, "Big brother, I agree with the proposal for the Spirit Bank. But as for the weapon and equipment production line, little brother truly does not have the courage!"

Long Fei took out another document just sent by the Governor and handed it to him, saying, "Look at this, Empress Wu’s decree, agreeing to set up a militia in Shu State. Although I, as the Chief Instructor of the Militia, do not have the power to command troops, it states above that I still have authority over other logistical supports. This decree serves as our authorization to establish the weapon and equipment production line."

"This?"

The Shu King looked at Long Fei in shock, picking up the document to read it again and again.

It was written, "Hereby appointing Long Fei as the Chief Instructor of the Militia, to assist Governor Wu Youren in organizing the militia, providing training, material support, and other affairs..."

The Shu King felt bewildered, secretly noting that Long Fei had already planned everything.

He muttered to himself, feeling like he had stepped into a big pit, becoming step by step Long Fei’s marionette.

To develop real estate, he had to rely on Long Fei.

If he wanted Long Fei’s help, he had to do these things for Long Fei.

All of it stemmed from his greed, letting Long Fei firmly grasp him.

In terms of strategy, he was indeed convinced by Long Fei.

The matter at hand, whether he wanted to do it or not, had to be done.

The Shu King thought for a while and reminded Long Fei, "Big brother, aren’t you afraid of doing so much just to make a wedding dress for the Governor and others?"

He deliberately used spiritual power to communicate, worried someone might overhear.

Long Fei smiled faintly, "As long as it can save the people from dire situations, there’s no need to consider this."

The Shu King thought to himself, "You might not consider it, but I have to!"

When you leave, I’ll be the one left in trouble.

As he pondered, Long Fei reassured him, "Just go ahead and handle the matter. No one but me understands the production line. Don’t worry about being discarded when it’s no longer needed; at the right time, I will find a way to ensure your wealth."

The Shu King raised his eyebrows, eyes lit up.

With Long Fei’s words, he felt much more at ease.

Long Fei pointed out, "You can choose a site for the weapons factory at the foot of the Qingcheng Mountains. The secular and cultivation worlds have always been non-interfering. With the Qingcheng Sect as a backing, secular forces usually won’t dare to act recklessly there."

The Shu King exclaimed joyfully, "Yes, yes, that’s right. If the Qingcheng Sect is willing to help, then things will be easier."

Long Fei nodded, "I’ll communicate with the Qingcheng Sect. You just gather people and build the factory."

He handed the blueprints for the mechanical production line to the Shu King, instructing him to have the Mo Family Disciple handle it.

This production line was obtained from Aurelius; he had provided a complete set to the Great Xia Country, leaving some scraps in the Storage Ring, which couldn’t produce high-tech equipment like battle armor for now.

However, simple cannons and Aurora Flame Blades could still be manufactured.

For the time being, resources were being used to their fullest potential.

After everything was explained, the Shu King discussed some details, naming the weapon and equipment production factory "Shu State Militia Equipment Manufacture Bureau."

Additionally, one document was drafted for the Shu King to deliver to the Governor for approval and sign-off.

The Governor had no objection to this, as the equipment produced would be for the militia he commanded, so he naturally supported it gladly.

By that time, he would decide the allocation of the equipment.

He could choose to allocate it to the militia if he was pleased, or equip the Shu State Army, replacing the militia with equipment phased out by the Shu State Army.

Regarding the establishment of the Spirit Bank in Shu State, the Shu King, out of caution, also drafted a document for the Governor’s review.

Furthermore, it was agreed in the document that a ten percent dividend could be given to the Governor.

The Governor didn’t mind this matter either, as it was merely an economic activity among the people. Not only did he not have to worry, but there was also a bonus to receive.

Such a good deal was hard to come by even with a lantern.

He generously stamped his seal on both documents and immediately handed them over to the Shu King for processing.

With these two documents, the Shu King felt reassured, ready to proceed with the matter confidently.

At the same time, his admiration for Long Fei was like the Great River, even more continuous than before.

Everything was proceeding step by step, following Long Fei’s plans entirely.

The Shu King didn’t know what the consequences would be, only that he was about to become wealthy.

The three real estate projects were fully commencing, representing immense profits and grandeur.

In the future, replicating this model across other parts of Shu State and even the Great Tang Empire could make him the wealthiest man in the empire.

Outside Shu State City, in the refugee camps, Long Fei took Wang Xiaoya for a walk around.

Refugees were flooding in from all over, people filling the place to the brim.

The area outside Shu State City, spanning a hundred li, was filled with shabby tents.

Groups of refugees from various places poured in here, crowded in small huts, barely surviving on the porridge stands in the squares.

The refugee camps were filled with filthy water and swarming mosquitoes, everywhere reeked of nauseating stench from feces.

This was still summer; people could manage by setting up a simple tent.

If winter came and temperatures dropped sharply, everyone here would undoubtedly freeze to death.

In stark contrast, the wealthy in Shu State City continued their indulgent and lavish lives.

Nobody cared about the refugees outside; nobody pitied them, and nobody considered how to aid them.

Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya stopped by a hut, where they heard a weak cry from a little girl inside.

Long Fei and Wang Xiaoya lifted the tent covering, and Wang Xiaoya nearly vomited.

Inside was a thin woman lying lifeless on a haystack, her body covered with white maggots. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Beside her sat a young girl holding a bowl of soup she had just begged for, trying to feed it to her mouth.

Long Fei went in and picked up the little girl, wiped her tears, and asked, "What’s your name?"

The little girl sobbed, "My name is Zhizhi, Zhizhi like weaving. My mom is called Cainv, she can raise silkworms and weave everything. Uncle, please save my mom! She’s sick and hasn’t eaten for two days. If she gets better, she’ll pay you back."

Long Fei frowned, not knowing how to tell her.

He took out a Pill to replenish energy from his Storage Ring and gave it to Zhizhi, wanting her to take it to regulate her body.

This Pill was only First Grade; ordinary people could consume it without issue.

Zhizhi exclaimed excitedly, "Thank you, uncle. Will this pill cure my mom’s illness?"

Long Fei shook his head as he looked at her and said, "Zhizhi, you’ve grown up, and you need to learn to take care of yourself. Your mother went to another place and can’t be with you anymore."

Zhizhi broke free from him and cried out, "No, you’re lying. Dad doesn’t want Zhizhi anymore, but mom wouldn’t do that. You’re lying, you’re a bad person."

She ran back into the hut, like a frightened kitten.

Wang Xiaoya, in the Void Insight Realm, long since disillusioned with the mundane world, couldn’t help but lament, "What kind of world is this? Is there no Heavenly Dao or justice anymore?"

Long Fei patted her shoulder, softly sighing, "The Heavenly Dao is not benevolent, treating all things as straw dogs. When the empire thrives, the people suffer. When it falls, the people suffer."