Our Country Is Thriving

"According to the latest survey, there has been a significant increase in the number of couples who prefer their children to become Warrior or work in Warrior -related industries after they grow up."

"Sales of Warrior support potions such as Berserk Potion, Muscle Potion, and Orcs Potion are soaring, and 21 new potion shops have been added in the Imperial Capital!"

"Blacksmith shops are experiencing their busiest period in nearly five years. Forging materials are in short supply throughout the Imperial Capital. Carts delivering materials now have to queue for a whole day at the inspection office before they can enter the city!"

"Our Warrior Country is thriving!"

The Imperial Capital, the Royal Palace.

The minister, holding a thick stack of documents, was giving a passionate and enthusiastic report to King Bontou about the recent events. His report was so inspiring and uplifting that anyone who heard it would think that his country was truly amazing!

Judging from the way Bontou was trying to suppress the upward curve of his lips but couldn't quite manage, and the way he kept nodding, he must be in a very good mood right now.

The economy is one of the most direct ways to reflect the state of a country.

Even a blind person could see that the economy of the Warrior Country is booming!

That's enough, that's enough.

"My efforts in organizing the Battle Festival were worth it; the reward has finally come."

Bontou let out a long breath, leaned back comfortably on the throne, revealing a rare state of relaxation.

The rewards of causing trouble are often not immediate. At this moment, nearly two weeks have passed since the successful extermination Battle Festival, and the rewards are gradually appearing in the Warrior Country.

On Bontou's desk lay far more reports than before, covering a wide range of industries, including forging, medicine, and massage, all of which were thriving.

The Battle Festival has reignited the passion for Warrior, sparking renewed enthusiasm for this most traditional and ancient profession.

This is just the report from the Imperial Capital. It is said that in Black Rock City, where the portal to the Zane Dungeon is located, the reaction is even more enthusiastic than here.

The surrounding cities may not be as popular as these two cities with special status, but anything related to Warrior shows great vitality.

The most crucial thing is that the national economy has begun to show significant improvement because of this event, and that is the best outcome!

It's not just the economy; in terms of culture, the traditional Warrior spirit is reviving. Perhaps the country can truly return to the time when the people were simple and honest. At that time, the Warrior Country will truly be full of Wu De!

Bontou has been completely exasperated by all of this lately—utterly exasperated.

To be honest, he felt that this was the most successful decision he had made for the Warrior Country since he took office, and also the decision that had the best impact on the country.

He could now finally understand why everyone in the Arnor Kingdom was so relaxed.

"Lying on top of such a treasure Zane Dungeon, it's impossible to feel nervous even if you want to."

The current Bontou exudes a sense of Anzi III, appearing quite relaxed.

That means he didn't have any conflicts with any evil gods, otherwise, given his current mental state, he might actually have followed Anzi III's example and set off fireworks into the sky.

He can hardly remember why he was wary of the Zane Dungeon in the first place.

He estimates that if someone asks him about this again in a couple of days, he'll have to say:

Beware of the Zane Dungeon? What beware? There's never been any such thing!

The minister, who had been laughing along with Bontou, waited until he figured the other man's lung capacity was about at its limit before changing the subject:

"Your Majesty, the Magic Association has sent a report that the aura conversion technology left behind by the sinner Yuenka has wide applicability. The Association has indicated that it will take over the improvement work and will be able to produce results within three years at the earliest."

When he got to this point, Bontou slowly stopped laughing and nodded casually.

"Okay, I understand."

He is now able to view Yuenka's legacy with more equanimity after a period of deep self-reflection.

The fact that the Magic Association was willing to take over was a good outcome, and before the improved and safer Qi conversion technology was available, he had already ordered a ban on the use of the old version of the technology in the country.

However, since this is something that is almost public knowledge, it is impossible to stop people from using it. Therefore, we have to send out some propaganda personnel to various places to spread the word and advise people not to use it as much as possible.

"There are still a lot of troublesome things left to solve."

Bontou's gaze swept past the documents that brought him joy and fell upon the question beside him.

The Warrior Country is currently showing a rare vitality and upward trend due to the success of the Battle Festival, and is enjoying the benefits.

However, many unresolved issues remain, and we cannot afford to relax for a moment.

Because of Yuenka's revelation, people now know that they are not pure human, but have some Dragon Man in their blood, and this Dragon Man element has also caused the disappearance of the God of War's blessing.

The belief in the god of war was naturally impacted. Although the people's belief in the god of war was not deep, it was still related to the traditional culture that founded the country. This incident also affected some people's self-identity and created a series of complicated problems that needed to be resolved.

Besides issues such as the belief in the god of war, there is another unexpected problem waiting for Bontou.

"Why are so many refugees from Scamellon flooding into our country?" Bontou frowned deeply. "We've increased border patrols, so where did these guys come from?"

Refugees from the Ska Meron, like rats, scurried through the tight border patrols and flooded into the Warrior Country, causing considerable damage to domestic security.

Even the natives of the Warrior Country struggled to understand these religious individuals, and these refugees, far from calming down after their arrival, continued to assert their presence, engaging in behaviors including, but not limited to, the following:

They started proselytizing to the locals; that's the most common approach.

Ask passersby what their faith is. If they answer no, immediately begin proselytizing. If they answer yes, start asking them what the benefits are of converting to the passersby's faith. If there are benefits, convert on the spot.

They ran to places like the Zane Dungeon, the Holy Light Church, and the Church of War, crying and kneeling, begging God to manifest His divine power and save them.

There are many other unusual performance art pieces that people haven't been able to record.

Very abstract; this is how the Warrior Country describes the Scamellon people.

While there are certainly normal people, and some who are uninterested in religion, the proportion of normal people is actually quite large. In fact, some Scamellon are normal people when they don't talk about the church.

However, when someone starts to abstract, their influence alone is enough to overshadow all the other normal people.

This ultimately led to the formula "Scamellon = Abstract".

Bontou has already ordered a crackdown, but they can't catch them all; these guys are like insects, they could crawl out from any dark corner at any time.

"Why don't we just send troops and flatten Scamellon?"

Exhausted, Bontou said:

"That small area of the province is full of lunatics."

After the ministers waited for their King to recover from his "I'm tired, let's destroy it" state, they began to talk about the last thing that happened yesterday.

"Professor Tu Erqi and his team have already investigated the purpose of Yuenka's collection of demons for experiments."

Upon hearing this, Bontou immediately became interested and said, "Tell me in detail."

"However, Your Majesty, while we have achieved the results, some unexpected events have also occurred."

One day earlier, outside the Yuenka Mage Tower.

Tu Erqi hurried toward the Mage Tower, her eyes still gleaming with shock at having learned such unexpected knowledge.

"I never expected that the demons would use it in such a way, I never imagined it."

She walked to the front of the Mage Tower, but the door wasn't open. Malfunctions were commonplace here, so she blasted the door open with a magic cannon and shouted as she entered:

"Aide Jia, where are you? Was the message you just sent me true?"

Tu Erqi's tone was filled with excitement and surprise as she walked inside, continuing:

"If what you say is true, then you have done a great service. Regaining your freedom is not a problem. Who would have thought that the demons could use you like this?"

She muttered to herself:

"It's actually a bio-fusion adhesive!"

After being granted amnesty, Aide Jia accepted the task of helping to sort out the research materials left behind by Yuenka. A large part of these materials were encrypted information that only his apprentices could understand, and it would take others much longer to decipher them.

So the Magic Association conducted lie detector tests on Aide Jia while simultaneously obtaining more deciphered information from him.

Until recently, Aide Jia found information about demon research among the remains, and immediately abandoned other research, focusing all his energy on this.

Now that the decryption has finally yielded results, he immediately sent the news of the success to Tu Erqi, inviting her to come and read it together.

Aide Jia only mentioned the research once in the message, but it immediately attracted Tu Erqi to put down all her work and rush over here.

"Why didn't he say anything? So his magical reaction was indeed in the basement?"

The basement, as always, emitted a faint stench that could be smelled even as one walked down the stairs.

Because demons were being kept as experimental subjects in captivity below, and when they were discovered, these creatures were still alive.

Because these living demons could be valuable experimental subjects, people did not move them, leaving them in place to continue to live.

"To see research like that, even if it smells bad, it doesn't matter. Wait, what's that smell?"

Tu Erqi paused, noticing an unusual odor amidst the stench of the demons.

Is it the smell of blood?

She immediately ran downstairs, saying, "Wait, Aide Jia, don't mistreat those demons, they are—"

It's understandable. As an apprentice to a traitor, Aide Jia was under a lot of mental pressure, so it's possible that he took it out on the demons. But venting is fine, but don't cause too much of a fuss.

Reach the bottom level and turn the corner.

Tu Erqi's words came to an abrupt end.

When she saw the scene before her clearly, confusion immediately filled her mind, as if her brain had crashed.

The demon test subjects, for some reason, had escaped their confinement and were gathered together as if enjoying a picnic, chewing on chunks of meat with great relish.

But the key issue is...

The guy they were happily munching on as a picnic meal was Aide Jia.

He looks a bit dead.