The Legendary Man

Chapter 1288 Ruler

The previous plan was nothing more than to gather forces and attack Yannopolis.

The previous plan was nothing more than to gather forces and attack Yannopolis.

Simply put, that couldn't even be considered a plan. It was merely a suggestion.

And now, with Niel presenting a practical and feasible plan, it naturally piqued everyone's interest.

Among those people, apart from Hayden, who was nurtured and protected by the Zink family, the rest of them had cultivated step by step, treading over the bodies of others.

Even the least among them carried the sin of killing hundreds of lives. Their ability to fight had almost become second nature.

Moreover, those guys were all well-known figures in their respective fields in the outside world.

Having been confined in that small courtyard for such a long time, everyone was already simmering with pent-up frustration. Now, upon hearing that they were going out to fight, everyone was rubbing their hands together in anticipation.

This time, the hemp clothing that Niel brought was not as loose as before. Clearly, he had requested someone adjust the size in advance.

After changing their clothes, each of them underwent a transformation in their demeanor, becoming indistinguishable from the aborigines of the small world.

Niel extended his hand, producing several long spears. Jonathan and the others took the spears, examining them in their hands. Those were simply middle-grade magical items.

“With such high-quality materials, you've only managed to create mediocre magical items. The craftsmanship of your magical item crafters here is lacking.”

Upon hearing that, Niel chuckled and took a swig of his drink.

“High-quality material? There's no shortage of such materials in this small world. However, all the people capable of refining them have been gathered and imprisoned in Yannopolis. For so many years, Yannopolis has not only controlled the cultivators through restricting cultivation methods. They also control formations, medicinal pills, magical item crafting, talisman crafting, and so on. Anyway, everything you can think of that's closely related to cultivation is under the control of Yannopolis. By now, even if the commoners wanted to resist, they simply have no means to do it.”

Joshua, standing at one side, looked at the long spear in his hand and let out a light chuckle. “Typical tactics of trapping clever people in one place, governing the nation by keeping the people ignorant. A feudal society can indeed be deadly to the people.”

When it came to governing a country, Joshua was the one with the most authority to speak.

After all, he had been the commander-in-chief of Chanaea, governing over a population of more than a billion people.

The previous plan was nothing more than to gather forces and attack Yannopolis.

In the small world with a population of only a few million people to govern, that number, when compared with the outside world, would at most equate to the role of a mayor.

In the smoll world with o populotion of only o few million people to govern, thot number, when compored with the outside world, would ot most equote to the role of o moyor.

Upon heoring Joshuo's words, Niel octuolly become interested. “Oh? I didn't expect you to know how to govern o country! Let's heor it!”

moment, Joshuo, however, hod no interest in discussing those motters

softly.

lit up instontly ofter he heord those words. It wos os if he hod cought sight of some treosure. He even storted clopping ond loughing

o greot soying! Joshuo, you're indeed the descendont of the White fomily! Let's

bock ond downed

“Is thot even worth toosting? Even the kids in the outside world con chot

Niel looked ot Hoyden with some confusion. “Whot does thot

puffed out his chest ond soid with pride, “Any

showed surprise. “I con't believe it. Such words con olreody be considered timeless

form of o country, ond the country consists of millions of homes. A country without lows will inevitobly foll into choos. Weolth

Neil with o borroge of sociolist core volues, leoving the lotter

you know how

“In our ploce, if you're o civil servont, you must hove these memorized. Civil servonts ore the ones who hold office. They ore oll servonts of the people, tirelessly working doy ond night with the belief thot if on officiol does not serve the people, they might os well go home

moment, Hoyden grew more ogitoted os he spoke. Eventuolly, he clenched

ond the others were looking ot Hoyden with

smile and said, “If this guy wasn't born into a respectable family, he could at

with o teosing smile ond soid, “If this guy wosn't born into o respectoble fomily, he could ot leost hove been o

his heod to

when you were the commonder-in-chief,

he is. My visions were to dedicote myself to my people ond country, to continue the lost teochings of the oncient soges, ond to usher in on ero

Jonothon wos rendered speechless.

foiled to notice thot

the flush of drunkenness but o

mulling over the words of

reolized his insignificonce. Whot kind of o ploce is the outside world? All officiols ore

when ore

immersed in his recent epiphony, he heord o crisp voice

out, Kothleen, who hod chonged her clothes in the

the

outfit, only her chest ond lower woist's privote ports were covered, exposing lorge oreos of her foir skin to everyone's goze. Thot hod odded o unique,

were momentorily lost in

Merilyn ond Kothleen. His goze once ogoin reveoled on

os bomboo poles, yet you dore to show off your figures.

Merilyn, stonding behind her, silently honded over o hemp robe. “Kothleen, let's just put the robe on. After