Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!-Chapter 804 - 584 Emperor’s Capital Reply Letter
["Lucky Strike" charge +50.]
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["Lucky Strike" charge +50.]
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["Lucky Strike" charge +50.]
The Grand Parade!
For several days, Bai E was either en route to the Lower City of Blackwater City or heading to the wilderness to hunt for materials.
His special ability couldn't be exposed—every time he used it, he would retreat to the wilds to activate it.
Afterward, he'd directly notify the city, instructing them to send personnel to collect the goods.
As for the reason, Bai E didn't offer even half an explanation.
After all, the facts were there. How they speculated was up to them.
"Could it be that these are supplies from Grey Iron City?"
"Bullshit! Grey Iron City is almost unable to survive on their own. How could they send supplies to us?"
"Then where did all these goods come from?!"
From food to construction materials, medicine to industrial products, there wasn't anything they could imagine that Mr. Bai couldn't provide.
"I heard Mr. Bai has a private force outside the city. Could the goods be sourced from there?"
"I think that's likely. Otherwise, with batch after batch of supplies arriving continuously, they certainly didn't fall from the sky."
"The scariest part is that the delivery people leave no trace! These past few days, I've sent people wandering all over the wilderness, trying to find out who's backing Mr. Bai with such resources. But guess what?! They didn't find a single soul!"
"All I can say is that our Mr. Bai has connections beyond imagination—a man capable of wresting the city's sovereignty from the old city lord is indeed extraordinary!"
["Lucky Strike" charge +25.]
Bai E paused slightly, unsure where this 25-point increase had suddenly come from.
After days of receiving +50 after +50, this unexpected +25 seemed particularly conspicuous.
"My lord?" Kiro Lan's inquiry came from beside him. "You've worked hard these past few days. We've finally reached the last district, and this phase of our operation will be temporarily concluded. Shall we set off now?"
Blackwater City was vast, with the Lower City divided into innumerable smaller districts.
To ensure that the residents of the lower strata could personally witness Bai E in the flesh and form a genuine connection of faith, Kiro Lan had meticulously arranged these days' itinerary.
Still, no matter how detailed the schedule, it always came to an end sooner or later.
What's more, feedback from intelligence agents indicated that the Lower City's residents were starting to feel fatigued by this prolonged parade.
For some people, it was their first time seeing Bai E in person, but as information circulated rapidly and many had already heard extensive propaganda and descriptions about him, the initial excitement and novelty were wearing off.
To some, these parades increasingly resembled staged performances—"acts" put on by those at the top.
And for certain individuals, this sentiment had gradually given rise to subtle resentment.
Ironically, such "murmurs" stood out more within a crowd that was otherwise silent.
Considering the human tendency to follow the herd, if this discontent gained momentum, it might backfire, producing results contrary to the intended goal.
It was time to conclude the first phase of the "God-making Campaign."
Bai E had roughly sensed this shift as well. His ability to "absorb emotions," paired with the Spiritual Energy attribute of "Heavenly Eye," had made him adept at analyzing the moods of those around him.
Everyone... was starting to get annoyed.
This realization brought him some relief.
Gaining what he wanted through something as performative as this parade was undoubtedly necessary for progress, but it stirred a deep sense of revulsion within him.
Now that the limit had been reached, he even felt a strange sense of gratitude. "Let's make this the last one... Set off."
No matter how individuals on all sides truly felt, for the majority who hadn't yet seen the new city lord, getting a glimpse of the man who had announced and effectively carried out so many welfare policies was fulfillment enough.
Before Bai E had even arrived, residents who had caught wind of the news were already bustling along the roadside, eager to be the first to see the new lord's face in person.
Excited chatter was exchanged among them, their emotions visibly vibrant.
"Have you heard? The new city lord is inspecting every corner so he can personally understand how we common folk live, making it easier to plan better reforms going forward!"
"Exactly! When did those old noble lords ever bother to look in our direction? Even if they accidentally got a whiff of our air, they'd probably scrub their noses clean for half a day afterward!"
"You're ridiculous—believing such nonsense? It's nothing more than a show for him to flaunt himself early in office. Do you honestly think these elites care about us struggling folks?"
"Mr. Bai is no elitist! He came up from the ranks as an ordinary soldier, a man who climbed his way up from the bottom!"
"Precisely! You call these rumors false, but what about the health screenings, medical care, free education, and growth funds that have started everywhere? Aren't all these programs happening right now? Didn't you take advantage of a free medical check-up or receive free treatment yourself?"
"Hah!" The resident being confronted shrank back, still stubbornly retorting, "We'll see about that—it's just an early term posturing. Everything will go back to the way it was before, mark my words."
"Speaking of, my rascal kid joined some gang members to explore the wilderness earlier. He just got back last night and left for a health check this morning, but it's been hours now—no news yet. I'm wondering if he picked up some illness out there or not?"
