The Mode Between Experts

The middle-aged man smiled wryly and explained to Wang Wen and the others, "You may not know this, but our Prince has been unable to participate in court affairs for a long time. To avoid any suspicion of conflict with the Crown Prince, he has deliberately hidden himself in this remote and impoverished place, just in case he might cause His Majesty to misunderstand."

Wang Wen waited silently for the next part to be said.

Zhu Xingguo, observing his master's expression, spoke up on his behalf, "So what? What does your family's business have to do with us? If you delay my master's important matter, we'll tear your house down!"

Master?

The middle-aged man glanced at the silent Wang Wen out of the corner of his eye.

I gained a deeper understanding of their identities.

He carefully phrased his words, "Therefore, Your Highness is really not in a position to get too involved in this matter, but a formal introduction is still possible."

"All this fuss is just a waste of our time!" Zhu Xingguo said indignantly, turning to Wang Wen. "Master! Let's handle it ourselves and ignore them!"

Wang Wen thought for a moment, then asked the middle-aged man, "How long will the introduction take?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the young man, then calculated as he said, "It's several hundred miles from the capital; even at top speed, we can reach it in a day!"

"Too slow." Wang Wen shook her head repeatedly. "It's only a few hundred miles, yet it takes a whole day. Do you need a personal letter or something for the introduction? We can go to the capital ourselves."

The middle-aged man exclaimed in astonishment, "This is slow? To recommend this important disaster relief matter to His Majesty, the Prince must personally attend and speak on it; no one else can do it."

"Then let's set off together! You can lead the way." After saying that, Wang Wen gently waved her energy to lift everyone back to the main road where the villagers were.

The young and middle-aged people were terrified as they were lifted into the air.

They forced themselves to remain calm and helped each other up.

I glanced at the ground by accident and immediately felt dizzy for a long time.

The soldiers below were even more panicked than they were.

They chased after the figure in the air.

The middle-aged man said softly to the young man, "Your Highness, these people are truly astonishingly capable. I wonder if this trip to the capital will bring us fortune or misfortune."

He assumed that young people would share his anxieties.

To everyone's surprise, the young man's eyes lit up, and he stared intently at Wang Wen's back.

He exclaimed excitedly, "How could I, the king, have encountered such a divine being? Who, then, is the true chosen one?"

The middle-aged man looked at him in surprise. "Your Highness, please be careful with your words! Didn't you say before that you would stay away from the court and no longer get involved in those troublesome matters?"

"Since I've said it, I won't go back on my word." The young man left his words unfinished, a thoughtful smile playing on his lips.

Wang Wen entrusted someone to return to the main road and land.

The villagers were incredibly excited when they learned they were going to the capital.

They rubbed their hands together, whispered to each other, and winked at each other.

It seemed as if everything was within their expectations.

In the past few days, the ten groups of villagers have taken turns feeding meat porridge to the surviving disaster victims in the city.

Thousands of people consumed hundreds of kilograms of rice, eggs, meat, and vegetables.

This can be considered as consuming a corner of the tons of food that Zhu Xingguo had stored up.

He decided that next time he encountered a supermarket, he would empty the entire warehouse.

Wang Wen didn't have time to keep feeding batches of ducks to these people in the city.

Tell Zhu Xingguo to take out all the scraps of Gourmet Bread and distribute them to the disaster victims, just enough to keep them from starving for two or three days.

Zhu Xingguo's Gourmet Bread has now reached level six, and he can conjure up a giant bread the size of a playground every 24 hours.

It takes more than ten minutes just to partition and store the data.

Normally, storage is based on the maximum weight he can lift with both hands.

When it's time to eat, divide it into small portions, about the size of a book, and eat it slowly.

Most of the time, a loaf of bread is not enough to finish.

I'd eat a couple of bites occasionally and then sell them back.

Sometimes there are also pieces that cannot be cut into their proper shapes.

And the bread that sits on the ground, which is considered dirty and not eaten, but which you don't want to waste.

All these odds and ends now have a place to go.

It was all distributed to the disaster victims who had no food.

They probably wouldn't mind eating dirt, since they're willing to do that.

Besides, this is Gourmet Bread!

After the first group of villagers, who were "good at eating," taught the disaster victims how to taste this "Demon's food," a chorus of weeping erupted throughout the city.

Thousands of disaster victims, chewing bread with tears streaming down their faces, knelt and prayed along the main road in the direction of Wang Wen.

The scene was as if the emperor himself were present.

The atmosphere was even more reverent.

By this time, in addition to the original villagers, the disaster victims in the city gradually began to call themselves "Demon' followers".

They learned that "Demon" was going to the imperial city.

The disaster victims are united in their sincere prayers for the emperor's success in all endeavors and for his rebellion to succeed soon.

Wang Wen didn't want to waste any more breath on these stubborn commoners, so he carried the middle-aged man, the young man, and several soldiers who claimed they would never leave the prince's side until death, and sped off towards the imperial city.

There are many benefits to being at high altitudes.

The most crucial point is that you don't have to take a detour.

The straight-line distance brought the two sides closer together.

Secondly, after the energy body is enhanced, the arm span is longer, and it can move hundreds of meters at a time, with a speed almost faster than a car.

The distance of four or five hundred li was covered in just one hour.

Before any of the "non- Tower Climber" could even get a good seat on the sofa Zhu Xingguo had brought out, the imperial city was already in sight.

Just before landing, the young man patted the soft yet resilient fabric sofa and said to Zhu Xingguo, "Master, could you sell me a few of these chairs? I really love them, and I hope you can be so kind as to part with them."

"Xiao Wang?" Zhu Xingguo was slightly taken aback.

He quickly realized it was the other person referring to themselves, so he scoffed indifferently, "Let's get down to business first. I'll give you those old sofas later if you like; they're not worth much."

"Broken?" The young man looked at the brand-new fabric sofa, the labels of which he couldn't even understand were still intact, and exchanged a glance with the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man whispered a suggestion, "I have carefully observed it. Its workmanship and structure are not ordinary. The master must find gold and silver too vulgar, and selling them would be beneath his dignity. It would be better to give them away as a gift."

The young man certainly didn't know that the "money" Zhu Xingguo referred to was Point.

Hearing the middle-aged man's reminder.

Suddenly realizing his mistake, he was overjoyed and punched his right fist into his left palm, exclaiming, "Excellent! Excellent!"

He really enjoyed this feeling.

Ever since he moved away from the capital, he has always looked down on other people's things.

I never imagined that one day I'd be the one who likes someone else but doesn't like him back.

It was so awesome!

The young man was quite fascinated by this "interaction among experts" mode of interaction.

If one of us has a treasure that the other person cherishes, you give it to me, and I give it to you in return.

They never talked about money.

The friendship between these two gentlemen transcends the mundane and worldly realms.

Extremely elegant!

He has the demeanor of a true master!

It's far more sophisticated than both the petty, calculating common people and the scheming, backstabbing royalty!

It's a level of elegance that ordinary people can never reach or experience!

He was somewhat intoxicated.

If it weren't for the fact that, as Zhu Xingguo said, there were still important matters to attend to,...

He couldn't wait to drag the other person to his own treasure trove and let them pick out whatever they liked, then, with a nonchalant smile, say, "Then I'll give it to you."

Watching Zhu Xingguo pack up the sofas one by one and disappear.

The joy in the young man's eyes grew stronger.

Smiling, he nodded to Zhu Xingguo and said, "As Brother Zhu says, I thank you in advance."

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, I don't know.

The young people changed their address for Zhu Xingguo from "a wise man" to "Brother Zhu".

The affection was palpable in their words.

The middle-aged man watched as the young man took the initiative to chat amiably with Wang Wen and the others, and his worries deepened.