The Federation Resistance Army and Me, the Grand President

The Resistance Army's uprising swept forward with the force of bamboo splitting, quickly coalescing into a massive force.

Its influence kept expanding like a rolling snowball, catching the Da Ci Dynasty so off guard that it had already become a thorn in their side and a dagger in their heart.

Of course, even now that they had realized it, they had no way to solve the problem.

The Royal Family only knew how to issue orders telling the Resistance Army to commit suicide. As for deploying troops, arranging formations, or handling administrative affairs, they could do none of it.

The noble families and wealthy clans were equally at a loss. Letting them commit evil deeds or fawn upon others was certainly no problem; ten thousand years of change had long since solidified those traits.

As for why the people who had returned to normal knew how to do these things? Naturally, because they were normal people, and they also had the Heavenly Mandate's support.

The Da Ci Dynasty had originally maintained its stability through force and mind control. With absolute force behind it, that kind of stability truly posed no problem.

But now, Lu Xingshi's arrival had thrown that stability into disarray.

No matter how great your force was, could it surpass the world that had raised you? Previously, betrayed from within and suppressed by the Otherworld Demons, the world had effectively had its hands and feet bound.

But things were different now. Lu Xingshi had untied one of the world's hands. The Da Ci Dynasty was finished. For now, it had merely had its face slapped swollen; before long, its head would be twisted clean off.

Speaking of combat power, the Da Ci Dynasty did indeed have quite a few high-level Professionals, but none of them were particularly good