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Chapter 500 - 447: Prosperity, Civilians Suffer; Decline, Civilians Suffer

Chapter 500: Chapter 447: Prosperity, Civilians Suffer; Decline, Civilians Suffer

"Value +7940000!"

Taiji: 9480000.

After a while, Wang Zijia finally digested the pollution. Looking at the huge harvest of value, Wang Zijia’s mood finally improved a lot.

From the perspective of when the Chapter of the second Dao Foundation was formed, it required ten million worth to supplement extraordinary characteristics.

Wang Zijia didn’t possess an Infant God spiritual object, only relevant spiritual medicine leads.

Apart from all the law Chapters being at the Great Mastery stage, if possible, the spiritual root also needed to be upgraded one level to ensure that the talent would not influence the Nascent Infancy!

Dao cultivation: 600 years (40000000/40000000)

Spiritual Root: Special Earth Blood Spiritual Root (Top-grade 500000/5000000)

Mountain Chapter (minor accomplishment 1500000/3000000) top-grade.

So, before the breakthrough of Infant God, he should prepare two to three million worth, which should be enough.

"Soon, accumulate another ten million, better find another spiritual medicine lead, then Nascent Infancy can be attempted!"

In his thoughts, he organized himself for a moment, Wang Zijia then got up and left the Great Hall, standing outside the corridor, leaning against the railing, looking out.

It was already twilight, not yet the twilight, but the sun had already set, casting a dimly yellow light over the entire Imperial Capital.

The countless ordinary people, either living happily or in pain, were like countless ants, busily building their own world.

The atmosphere of smoke and fire made Wang Zijia feel slightly dazed.

His vast knowledge had made him gradually see some essence and understand the logic of this world.

This world was not very friendly to the survival of ordinary people!

For the high-levels, in order to continue the Tao, and to minimize the wilderness, they needed to vigorously develop the population.

But the scarcity of spiritual roots, and after gathering in one place, many places would live in danger, facing the destruction of demons from time to time, living in suffering.

’So, for the stability of the world, for the continuation of cultivation, for the survival of the human race, to multiply vigorously, even sacrifice the happiness of ordinary people, and let them become worker ants, is it right?’

’But if not, what is waiting for the human race?’

’Without a sufficient population, monks will gradually wither. And in this harsh world, without enough power to defend, the human race will go to destruction.’

’It can be said that without sufficient reproduction, the race will really go to extinction.’

’So, there is no right or wrong in this, for continuity, it must be so. Of course, if the system is better, the lower levels may have a little less pressure, but still need to move forward with a heavy load.’

’Because of heroism... that is, having a hero to withstand everything, the consequences are much more serious than now.’

’At least now, without anyone, the world will not be destroyed, and life will not collapse due to anyone’s will, life in danger, and the world will not fall into stagnation.’

’But, why is every world, in the end, letting the lower levels carry the mountains and move forward?’

’Ordinary worlds collect all labour forces with houses, land, drive people to move forward, and the immortal world directly collects transcendent powers!’

"..."

At this moment, Wang Zijia’s thoughts were diverging, as if he saw through the essence of the world, and as if he comprehended that all the worlds were so.

In his mind, there was some bewilderment, helplessness, and hesitation, but at the same time, it made his path more firm.

His personality, he is destined not to be able to save all beings, nor become a saviour, to make a legend of a paradise without worry and pain.

He just wanted to ensure that he would not become one of those pitiful ones, not wanting to be a person who controls others’ destinies, only wanting to freely control his own life, and to pursue freedom!

He was merely a somewhat selfish ordinary man.

If he could, he was willing to show compassion for others!

Bet everything to save?

That saintly role is better left to someone else!

...

Perhaps it was what he had seen these days, and the gourds full of blood-red elixir, which more or less caused some impact on Wang Zijia.

Having been in this world for two or three years, from the still acceptable environment of Wanyu, to the current environment where demons are dancing wildly, made him feel somewhat fluctuated.

Standing on the rooftop of the Star-picking Tower, leaning lazily against the railing, his thoughts were constantly diverging.

Sometimes thinking about the rights and wrongs of the world’s operation-

Sometimes thinking about how to make small changes-

Sometimes thinking about how some things and previous life seem to be worlds apart, yet the cores are so similar.

"Ha, in the end, aren’t I just idle? They live for thousands of years, do they need me to worry about these things?"

After a while, Wang Zijia mocked himself, stopped his messy thoughts.

No matter what the world is like, he will stick to his bottom line, pursue freedom, and do what he thinks needs to be done within his power!

As long as he sticks to this, he will always be a ’person’, not necessarily sanctified, but no one can deny the fact that he is a ’person’!

In a blink of an eye, Wang Zijia’s mind was suddenly clear.

It was like a dragon’s insight in the Dragon Field, and his mind was clear.

In his mind, the Infant God thought, originally only had three poison thoughts, actually at this moment automatically divided, in an instant, dozens of divine thoughts emerged out of nowhere.

The Way of the Heart cultivation made great progress, it was incredibly beneficial for the formation of Nascent Infancy!

’So, is this the Daoist heart?’

’Yes, this is the Daoist heart!’

"Haha!"

The hearty laughter echoed on the top of the Star-picking Tower.

"Senior, spare me!"

"You old bastard, you have the guts to kill me."

"I will kill you, I want to turn you into a pig, and cut your meat to eat every day!"