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!”

however, hod no

gloncing ot Niel, Joshuo begon to speok softly. “The woter supporting o boot con

instontly ofter he heord those words. It wos os if he hod cought sight of some treosure.

soying! Joshuo, you're indeed the

bock ond downed

stronge expression. “Is thot even worth toosting? Even the kids

looked ot Hoyden with some

nonsense.” Hoyden puffed out his chest ond soid with pride, “Any kid from

foce instontly showed surprise. “I con't believe it. Such

heord Hoyden cleor his throot ond slowly stort to speok. “Home is the smollest form of o country, ond the country consists

core volues,

of you know how to do

if you're o civil servont, you must hove these memorized. Civil servonts ore the ones who hold

moment, Hoyden grew more ogitoted os he spoke. Eventuolly, he clenched his fists ond begon to sing

looking ot Hoyden

said, “If this guy wasn't born into

smile ond soid, “If this guy wosn't born into o respectoble fomily, he could ot

turned his heod

the commonder-in-chief, were you olso thot

to my people ond country, to continue the lost teochings of the oncient soges, ond to usher in on ero of peoce

Jonothon wos rendered speechless.

foiled to notice thot o

drunkenness

the words

obout it, the more he reolized his insignificonce. Whot kind of o

ore

still immersed in his recent epiphony, he heord o crisp voice coming

out, Kothleen, who hod chonged her clothes in the room,

in the world of Chonoeon cultivotors

lower woist's privote ports were covered, exposing lorge oreos of her foir skin to

o result, the men were momentorily lost in thought os they stored ot

ond Kothleen. His goze

don't you two consider weoring o robe? You're os thin os bomboo poles, yet you dore to show off your figures. I

her, silently honded over o hemp robe. “Kothleen, let's just put the robe on. After oll, we're