A year passed in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Ding opened his eyes, his divine sense blanketing the surroundings.
Every development within Tushan Central Court of the Northern Plains came into view. Economic indicators in every field were rapidly rising.
Jiang Ding swept his divine sense over the various files submitted by the Governance Sect, the law-enforcement surveillance jade slips of Nascent Soul True Lords and Golden Core cultivators at every level, as well as the development of the Artifact Sect, Pill Sect, Talisman Sect, and other sects. He paid especially close attention to changes in finances and personnel.
"So many."
"Even counting only Golden Core-level files and above, there are seventeen million, nine hundred and sixty thousand files that need approval and oversight. And that's only for one year. If I cultivate for several decades, the number of accumulated files... this brother doesn't dare imagine it..."
Jiang Ding made an estimate.
Yes, this was not the random spot-checking many Nascent Soul True Lords had imagined.
He intended to read every single file!
With Spirit Transformation-level computing power, making one person into an entire nation was not particularly difficult.
Jiang Ding spread out his divine sense, and invisible electromagnetic force blossomed.
Jade slips rose one after another around him, circling and dancing through the air. The information recorded within them was read, pouring into his sea of consciousness in exhaustive detail, sorted into categories and stored throughout its expanse.
From afar, amid the magnetism light, Black Demon Palace looked as though it were surrounded by tens of millions of butterflies.
"The push for paperless administration needs to accelerate. The technology already exists; it just hasn't been widely adopted."
"This is far too inconvenient."
Jiang Ding was dissatisfied. His divine soul operated at high speed as he reviewed the files