After Lin Zhou finished speaking, the entire hall fell silent as a graveyard.
Looking at Lin Zhou now, the Emperor Yongning inexplicably felt that this man might be telling the truth.
"I am not a tyrannical, lawless emperor. If none of it comes true, only you will be executed."
With matters having reached this point,
Lin Zhou nodded as well.
Sure enough, just like in his previous life, he was still reasonable and did not kill people indiscriminately.
"First, tonight at midnight, there will be a torrential downpour in the capital."
"In the north, the Ayan Tribe will invade, plunder Golden Origin City, and leave countless civilians displaced."
"Two days from now, in the afternoon, Duke Yi will die of illness."
"Three days from now, an anomaly will appear along the southern border, and a plague will break out, causing many civilians to perish from sickness."
"Fifteen days from now, an inexplicable black fog will appear in the eastern region, though it will be confined to the border."
"Twenty days from now, the black fog will spread to several cities along the border. Countless civilians will be swallowed by it and turned into monsters, neither human nor ghost."
"One month from now, all of Great Prosperity will be engulfed by the black fog as it continues to spread."
"Three months from now, the entire world will fall."
Lin Zhou's words continued to ring through the great hall, echoing in every corner.
The Emperor Yongning's expression went from disbelief at first to ever-deepening disbelief afterward.
No, did you really take me for a fool?
I am merely the emperor. Just because I cannot casually leave the palace does not mean I have never read strange tales and ghost stories.
What you are saying does not even resemble those strange tales.
"Heh."