Deal

The news that the Demon was taking in servants and providing them with food spread quickly.

The whole city was in an uproar.

People who were previously too weak to even move to watch the spectacle suddenly found themselves with energy.

He managed to crawl on his hands and feet to the main road in front of the stone house.

The people inside the stone house were panicked.

They gathered at the hole in the wall, peering out to watch the bustling scene of cooking in the distance.

A dignified-looking middle-aged man approached the hole in the wall and inquired.

Upon learning that someone outside was distributing food that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, he quickly pushed past the soldiers and peered through a hole in the wall.

After a while.

The middle-aged man stood up, his brows furrowed as if he were deep in thought, and silently left the hole in the wall.

Outside the stone house.

More and more people are able to eat.

Wang Wen patiently waited for everyone to finish eating before the nutrients were generated in her stomach.

This led to everyone boasting before meals that they could eat a whole cow, only to feel nauseous after just one bowl of porridge.

Everyone expressed their admiration, saying that it was indeed food bestowed by the Demon.

It really does keep you full!

After eating and drinking their fill, the people lazily asked the older generation of villagers who had followed them when they would rebel.

An older villager said he was also waiting.

The newlyweds enthusiastically expressed their willingness to rise up against the Demon at any time.

Wang Wen asked people why they kept talking about rebellion; weren't they afraid of dying?

People were puzzled and asked in return, "With years of disasters and everyone's homes destroyed, what else can we do but rebel?"

I'm just killing time anyway.

After a full meal, you need to find something to do.

Wang Wen was speechless.

At first glance, it actually makes some sense.

He didn't want to argue with these commoners anymore.

Continue stuffing more people with nutrients.

This is the result of numerous tests.

Consumption is very low.

There were no wasted opportunities for [Unity with Heaven and Man], and the energy within the body was more than sufficient.

About one in ten thousand can satisfy dozens of people.

The progress is gradually being caught up.

Change from negative to positive.

We are making steady progress toward full progress.

The Tower Climber are becoming increasingly enthusiastic.

Victory is just ahead; this is a rare opportunity to overcome a hurdle through teamwork.

Each team member couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment, whether high or low.

Sudden!

Wang Wen seemed to be witnessing a stock market crash.

A flood of numbers appeared in the overall level progress.

The value, which had already reached 33%, suddenly trembled, churned, and evaporated, shattering into countless pieces as if bombarded by lightning.

Burden%!

This is the number that eventually stopped.

He could hardly imagine what had happened in that short period of time, or how many people had died.

It could be hundreds of thousands or even millions.

Zhu Xingguo and the others put down what they were doing.

They gathered around Wang Wen.

His expression was solemn.

The skinny little boy asked, "Since it's beyond human reach, shouldn't we leave the tower?"

Mo Ran nodded. "Reaching 700 on this trip is a huge achievement, I'm very satisfied."

Zhu Xingguo and Cheng Queyi remained silent, watching Wang Wen brows were furrowed.

Hearing what the two said.

Wang Wen felt inexplicably irritated. "You're satisfied? I'm not! At this rate, when will we ever reach the thousandth floor!"

It seemed like the first time the group had ever seen Wang Wen so emotional.

They were all somewhat at a loss.

The spirit Fox emerged from the cross on Wang Wen's body and stood anxiously to the side.

I wanted to offer comfort, but I didn't know how to start.

Wang Wen took a deep breath to calm herself down.

He knew he was getting a little impatient because of the overwhelming number of problems he had been facing lately.

The hidden dangers of the Scepter have not yet been resolved.

What did Supreme Lord Lao see again? What did that warning mean?

How did the ancestral teachings of the Superpowered Empire know that someone like him would appear?

One strange question after another kept arising.

Even if he remains outwardly calm, his emotions will still be somewhat affected.

Wang Wen shook her head.

He gestured to the others that he was alright.

Everyone gradually relaxed.

Just then...

The door to the stone house suddenly opened.

Two rows of soldiers, fully armed and in armor, slowly stepped out.

There was a group of people in the very center.

At the center of the crowd stood a dignified-looking middle-aged man.

He simply nodded slightly.

Someone stepped forward and called out to Zhu Xingguo, who had knocked on the door earlier, "His Highness invites you in for a chat!"

Zhu Xingguo smiled and said to Wang Wen, "Master, you were right! They came out on their own!"

Wang Wen turned around.

He looked at the middle-aged man in the center of the crowd and nodded noncommittally.

He instructed the woman to keep an eye on the site, and then led Zhu Xingguo and the other three toward the stone house.

Seeing five people approaching, the person who called out, outwardly respectful but inwardly arrogant, advised, "His Highness is of noble status; for safety reasons, only two people are allowed to enter the residence at most. Please understand."

Zhu Xingguo and Mo Ran chuckled at the same time.

Even Cheng Queyi spoke with displeasure, "If we want to kill your noble prince, one person is enough!"

The speaker's expression stiffened slightly.

He turned to look at the middle-aged man, seeking his opinion.

Before the middle-aged man could express his opinion...

Wang Wen directly told him, "Every second wasted here means people are starving to death. If you don't care, I'll find someone else to cooperate with."

"Cooperation?" Zhu Xingguo asked him doubtfully, "Master, you have an idea? We're already in such a bad situation, is there any way out?"

Wang Wen nodded silently.

He remained silent, simply gazing calmly at the middle-aged man opposite him.

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment.

They eventually made way, bent slightly, and reached out to guide the doorway.

Wang Wen and her group entered the stone house.

The soldiers closed the door from behind.

The middle-aged man led the way.

A group of people walked through the halls and alleys to a quaint and antique-style reception room.

A young man dressed in a golden robe sat languidly in the main seat of the hall.

He ignored people entering the hall and continued eating fruit and drinking tea.

The middle-aged man led the five people to their seats in the hall, then stood next to the head of the table and leaned down to whisper something in the young man's ear.

The young man nodded, waved casually, and continued eating his fruit.

One after another, many pretty and graceful young women emerged from all directions, quickly serving Wang Wen and the others tea, fruit, and dried fruit.

Zhu Xingguo picked up a piece of candied fruit and examined it.

He tossed it back onto the plate dismissively.

He took five 250-layer Ginseng Fruit from the [Equal Exchange] and distributed them among himself and his five companions.

Although eating too much of this [Ginseng Fruit] has no effect.

It's not bad as a snack.

It has a taste that's second only to Gourmet Bread.

The young man in the main seat noticed that Wang Wen and her group of five were eating fresh fruit, and the way it looked was quite peculiar, as if he had never seen it before.

I couldn't help but look up at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's eye twitched.

With a softened expression, he smiled at Zhu Xingguo and said, "As expected of a master, your skills are truly extraordinary! Just now, our Prince saw the almsgiving in the city and realized that a great philanthropist has emerged. His appreciation for talent has been awakened, and he wants to help you all find good positions in the capital. What do you all think?"

Wang Wen smiled.

He got straight to the point. "Seeing that you officials still have food and drink puts my mind at ease. Just one sentence: have all officials, whether government officials or imperial relatives, open their granaries and distribute grain to the disaster victims. What are the conditions?"

The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback.

He seemed to doubt that he had heard correctly.

I carefully reviewed it once more.

A hint of disappointment crept onto his face.

He shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly, "I thought... Oh well. How easy is it to open all the granaries and distribute grain? Even if the prince personally petitions His Majesty, it's impossible unless Heaven changes its mind and sends rain again, filling all the rivers and lakes of the world with clean water."

Wang Wen thought for a moment.

He nodded and said, "Deal."

Middle-aged and youth. "???"