Chapter 392: Stance
Regardless of what Xiao Yan thought, Bai Mo had no intention of consulting him at all, nor did he give him time to consider. He simply slapped him, person and weapon, directly into the Nine Netherworlds.
All relevant information and permissions had already been left on the light net, with no need to repeat them.
On the other hand, millions of wandering souls, under the guidance of the Lord of the Soul Realm, surged like a tide into the realms prepared for them.
From an outsider's perspective, a massive black maw appeared in mid-air, devouring the spiritual bodies from the ground as frantically as a long whale drinking water.
"The Nine Netherworlds will become the yin aspect representing my nation; all departed souls will be guided into the Soul Realm."
"Good luck," Yu Xi, who was walking last, said before disappearing.
"Sir, are you creating hell?"
After witnessing a scene like something out of a myth, Ji Er Ke Fu could no longer muster any thoughts of resistance. There were also powerhouses in Mao'e who walked the Divine Path, but at most, they could establish a Divine Kingdom about half the size of a city, which was utterly incomparable to the boundless Nine Netherworlds.
"If you say so, then it is."
Bai Mo no longer cared about home-field advantage or not. He was more interested in transforming the Nine Netherworlds into a truly grand world capable of sustaining native life.
Because he believed it would be far more interesting this way, even if the cost was relinquishing the vast majority of control and retaining absolute control over only the core one or two layers.
"A very powerful spirit energy reaction is approaching here," Ji Mo Yi Wa, who was extraordinarily sensitive to spirit energy radiation, suddenly spoke a few minutes after the colossal passage to the Nine Netherworlds vanished.
"Finally, it's here," Bai Mo said, as if he had anticipated it.
Ji Mo Yi Wa could clearly sense that the intensity of the reaction in the distance was even significantly stronger than the monster before her. She didn't understand why Bai Mo could still remain so unconcerned, but since neither side was an opponent she could resist, she wisely chose silence.
Even at a distance of hundreds of kilometers, the three of them could see a massive battleship hovering at low altitude, its surface, except for a silver core, almost entirely covered by light.
Perhaps 'battleship' wasn't the most fitting word to describe it. It would be better to say it was a gigantic lotus flower floating in the air, with over a dozen sharp lotus petals. The lotus pod at its very center was made entirely of mithril, a core that consumed nearly two thousand tons of raw silver.
The entire lotus flower, illuminated by boundless light, appeared exceptionally sacred and possessed a powerful spiritual contagiousness, making one involuntarily believe it truly possessed the legendary world-cleansing effect.
Ultimately, it was merely a weapon. The so-called world-cleansing was more like an apocalypse that began with a sigh: 'Humanity has become defiled again.'
With an overall width approaching three thousand meters, controlled directly or indirectly by thousands of people and powered by nearly one hundred thousand Spirit Energy cultivators through remote resonance, this super-construct, equipped with all of Huaxia's most advanced existing weapons, was precisely the ultimate weapon, Jingshi Shengmie Jinlian, that Huaxia had secretly constructed with its utmost efforts over the past year or so.
Time rewound to a few hours earlier.
"Even if we, a group of people, can't win, I refuse to believe that the combined strength of countless people will still lose!" After a multitude of high-ranking officials chose to step down through compromise and publicly announced their decision, unprecedented voices of opposition erupted across the Huaxia Federation.
Some hardline members, in order to attract more supporters, even privately disclosed the Federation's secret weapon and its powerful ability to gather the strength of countless people, on the internet, which further ignited the anger of many.
"A bunch of traitors! Cowards!"
"You were the ones who profited the most on a daily basis, and now you're the first to surrender!"
"You have so many advanced weapons, and even an ultimate weapon like this, and yet you surrendered without firing a single shot?! Are you all useless?!"
"Give us an explanation!"
"This must be a systemic problem!"
After their lives, families, and properties were threatened, even subordinates who usually met them with smiles and were skilled in all manner of flattery and sycophancy, now displayed contempt towards their direct superiors.
It was just that, out of deference to them being martial arts monsters, they were unwilling to speak it aloud; to provoke them further at this critical juncture would simply be seeking death.
These were not individuals who would instantly revert to ordinary people once they lost power; instead, even after relinquishing all power granted by society, they remained a group of powerhouses capable of single-handedly slaughtering cities.
...
From enterprise owners with capital, to landlords holding several rental properties, and company middle-to-high management with substantial incomes—their reactions were all extremely vehement.
Because if Bai Mo's plan were truly implemented as he described, these people would be the group suffering the greatest loss of interests.
All enterprises would certainly be brought under system management, excess housing would be confiscated by the system for redistribution, and the former elite class would be cast down from their pedestals.
Since the Federation's upper echelons had almost completely suppressed information about what happened in Australia, and Bai Mo's actions in Tianqing after returning to the country were also military secrets, the vast majority of people had no idea what had truly transpired. They only knew that their leaders had suddenly and inexplicably abandoned resistance and surrendered to a madman.
According to Bai Mo's announcement at the time, except for one residence and one vehicle, all personal property exceeding one million Huaxia coins would be confiscated; all high-level management of companies and all government personnel apart from low-level clerks would be laid off; and the entire nation would be handed over to the Destiny System for unified allocation and management.
This radical policy, which practically uprooted the entire middle and upper class—even, one might say, sought their complete annihilation—was initially thought to be merely a madman's ravings, and they didn't take it too seriously.
After all, the Huaxia Federation was vast, and it was quite normal to have a few lunatics around, with people constantly clamoring for extreme statements like 'slaughter all aliens' or 'burn all heterosexuals,' but few people paid any mind.
But with the collective resignation of the Huaxia Federation's high-ranking officials, they truly began to panic. The new Huaxia Federation government's upper echelons, long renowned for their strong stance, had, for the first time ever, completely softened and surrendered all power, marking perhaps the dawn of yet another new era.
"I never thought we'd live to see the day when housing was allocated!"
Unlike the frantic hatred of the property owners, the mortgage slaves suddenly felt their world brighten, because it was highly probable they would no longer have to send most of their monthly wages to the bank for loan repayments...
As for those who couldn't even afford a down payment and had to rent, they watched the landlords, who looked as though they'd lost their parents, with schadenfreude, and perhaps even snickered inwardly.
However, nothing had been settled yet; there was no need to take sides too early—at least, that's how it seemed in their eyes..
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