Li Huowang did not argue with that. "With so many people in Great Qi, is there no one who can make the crops in the fields grow faster?"
"There are. We generally call such people farmers."
"Fuck, that's not what I mean! I mean divine powers! Divine powers!"
After pacing back and forth through the kitchen while biting his fingernail, Li Huowang suddenly stopped. "Whether they're the remnants of the Celestial Surveillance Division or people from other sects, notify them all. Have them gather here and think of a solution for Great Qi!"
"We have to mobilize every force we can. No matter how much I transport, I can only save the people near Youdu. The rest of Great Qi is still starving to death."
"Amitabha. Benefactor need not worry too much. Heaven cherishes life. The people elsewhere in Great Qi will not all starve to death. Those who live later can eat the rotten husks of those who came before. That should sustain them for quite some time."
"That's not a fucking good thing! Forget it! I'll catch some pigs first." Li Huowang drew out the Spine Sword again and slashed fiercely at the kitchen wall.
After returning to Great Liang, Li Huowang did not spare a moment for anything else, rushing without pause toward West Market in Shang Jing City.
"Brother Li! Brother Li!" A somewhat familiar voice called out to him.
Li Huowang turned around. When he saw the wooden mask on the newcomer's face, he thought for a moment before remembering that this fellow was Liu Zongyuan of Moon Gate.
Back when he had infiltrated the Celestial Surveillance Division, he had done some jobs together with this kid.
Well-informed Liu Zongyuan had clearly learned that Li Huowang's status was no longer what it had been, and