Chapter 1085: Temple Reconstruction
Big Sister was not wrong. For the period that followed, Yang Haoran's focus indeed lay on rebuilding the Gu Mo City Underworld Office, and he did not trouble the Spirit Mediums.
Spirit Mediums were the Underworld Office's mortal enemies. Furthermore, their souls could be exchanged for enormous rewards within the Underworld Office, so Yang Haoran naturally would not leave the Spirit Mediums unchecked.
However, Big Sister was right about one thing: if Yang Haoran wanted to achieve results, he had to rebuild the Gu Mo City Underworld Office. Moreover, Luo Yao's request when he handed Gu Mo City over to Yang Haoran was merely for him to gain a firm foothold in Gu Mo City; he did not expect him to completely annihilate the Spirit Mediums of Gu Mo City.
Adding to that, Yang Haoran currently lacked manpower. For the Underworld Office's work to proceed smoothly, sufficient personnel were essential, and rebuilding the Gu Mo City Underworld Office could solve this problem. It was precisely for these reasons that he prioritized the reconstruction of the Gu Mo City Underworld Office.
As for the Spirit Mediums, once he had successfully rebuilt the Gu Mo City Underworld Office and gained a firm foothold there, that would be the time for him to deal with them.
He did not make a move against the Spirit Mediums, and they likewise did not make a move against him, which puzzled some smaller factions in Gu Mo City who had been waiting for a spectacle.
However, only a portion of the smaller factions were bewildered. The leaders of major factions had little doubt about this matter, for they all knew why this situation had arisen. It was instead the Corpse-Controlling Gate's proactive decision to become "the bird that takes the lead" that caused them some slight confusion.
The ordinary people relocated from the Corpse-Controlling Gate's territory gradually settled into a routine under Shui Ling's arrangements, with everyone given a clear division of labor.
In addition to assigning these ordinary people to necessary positions, Shui Ling, at Yang Haoran's request, selected another group of individuals. These people naturally became Yang Haoran's second batch of Night Watchers after his arrival in Gu Mo City.
The reconstruction of the Death God Temple also proceeded smoothly under Lu Wu's supervision. Since no one came to cause trouble, and with Night Watchers participating in the reconstruction, the progress was naturally swift. The only minor issue was the materials needed for the reconstruction, which required scrambling to gather them from various sources, some even needing to be mined independently. However, for Night Watchers who possessed power, these problems were not significant; troublesome as they were, a bit of time would naturally resolve them.
Ever since Yang Haoran became an Emissary of Death, he had grown accustomed to being a hands-off boss. Coming to Gu Mo City to take over this mess did not change his habit. He handed all these troublesome matters to his subordinates to handle. Unless his subordinates encountered insoluble problems, he would not intervene; he only looked at the final result.
In the blink of an eye, a month passed. The largest temple of the former Gu Mo City Underworld Office was successfully rebuilt under the team led by Lu Wu. This temple, both in terms of its footprint and its grandeur, far surpassed the previous Death God Temple, which was precisely why its construction took a full month.
For ordinary people, building such a magnificent Death God Temple in just one month would be utterly impossible. But with Night Watchers involved, "impossible" simply ceased to exist; in fact, a month might even be considered somewhat slow.
Apart from this one temple, Yang Haoran temporarily did not have Lu Wu lead his men to construct other temples. In Yang Haoran's view, there was no need to rush with temples; they could be built slowly. Building too many now would only waste manpower and resources, as there weren't many ordinary people within their territory, so there was no need to hastily construct too many temples.
With a temple established, Yang Haoran finally had a home in Gu Mo City, and those who followed him also had a place to settle down. At the very least, he no longer had to hear complaints. Although Xiang Chuan was the only one complaining, getting Xiang Chuan to stop complaining was a good thing for him too.
Within the temple, there was also a meeting room. This meeting room shared many similarities with the one at Yang Haoran's South Lake Death God Temple in Lecheng: sofas, fine wine, cigarettes, and snacks – everything imaginable. Rather than a meeting room, it was more fitting to call it a lounge bar.
The only difference from the Lecheng South Lake Death God Temple was that this meeting room was not built within a rock wall, but rather in a relatively prominent location within the temple, without any concealment.
Back when the Lecheng Death God Temple's meeting room was built within a rock wall, it was because the world had not yet descended into chaos. The existence of non-ordinary people remained a mystery to the vast majority of ordinary people, and they seldom interacted with each other. Non-ordinary people also did not wish for ordinary people to know of their existence, the biggest reason for which was naturally the restraints of the Administrative Council.
Now, times had changed. Even children knew of the existence of non-ordinary people, and the Administrative Council could no longer control them. In such circumstances, there was naturally no need to be secretive in front of ordinary people, for it would be like plugging one's ears while stealing a bell, a futile attempt at self-deception.
Some factions still built their meeting rooms in hidden locations, but they did so not out of concern for ordinary people seeing them, but merely to guard against other non-ordinary people.
Yang Haoran, on the other hand, had little concern in this regard, so he couldn't be bothered to hide anything and openly built the meeting room in a conspicuous place.
Inside the meeting room, a group of people had gathered. Yang Haoran sat in the head seat, smoking and drinking wine. Besides him, there were also Shui Ling, Lu Wu, Xiang Chuan, and Huang Sha — four individuals.
In Gu Mo City, his capable assistants were currently only these four. Among the other Night Watchers, he had not yet cultivated any new talents he could use, so when something needed to be discussed in a meeting, he would naturally only summon these four.
Within the meeting room, Shui Ling and Lu Wu successively reported to Yang Haoran on their respective recent work.
Yang Haoran listened carefully, but rarely spoke.
Huang Sha listened very carefully, but dared not speak casually.
Xiang Chuan didn't listen very carefully and couldn't be bothered to speak.
After Yang Haoran finished listening to both of their reports, he gained a detailed understanding of the recent situation within his territory. Although their work wasn't perfect, it was acceptable and certainly not bad.
He gently set down his wine glass and looked at Shui Ling with a smile. The reason he looked at Shui Ling was because her area of responsibility had encountered some trouble. Lu Wu, on the other hand, was only responsible for leading the reconstruction of the temple; any problems he had encountered had already been resolved, and with the temple's reconstruction complete, there were naturally no more troublesome matters.
However, Shui Ling was different. Due to her different responsibilities, Shui Ling faced far more problems than Lu Wu, and they were also much more complex. Some issues even exceeded the scope of her abilities, and thus she had to report them to Yang Haoran.
"Managing a few people is simple, but when the number of people to manage is too great, it's a different story. And to ensure they are fed and clothed, that task becomes even more difficult."
Yang Haoran said with a faint smile, and Shui Ling, hearing his words, showed a look of shame.
"This subordinate is incompetent and has disappointed the Emissary."
Yang Haoran gently waved his hand, took a puff from his cigarette, and then said with a smile.
"You are not a professional in this area, so it's normal to encounter some difficult problems. In my opinion, you've already done very well to reach this point. After all, many other factions in Gu Mo City haven't done as well as you. You can't be blamed for this; you've done your best. But you don't need to worry; I've long since thought of a solution for this matter."
Upon hearing this, Shui Ling's large eyes lit up. Although she didn't speak, her eyes, however, spoke volumes.
Yang Haoran did not explain immediately. He shifted his gaze to Huang Sha and then spoke.
"Huang Sha, go and bring that person here."
Huang Sha paused, then seemed to recall something, his expression turning slightly awkward. He then asked Yang Haoran in a somewhat uncertain tone.
"Boss, the person you're referring to. . . isn't still unconscious, are they?"
Yang Haoran nodded. Receiving Yang Haoran's affirmative reply, Huang Sha didn't ask further questions and immediately stood up.
"This subordinate will go and bring him."
Huang Sha spoke respectfully, then prepared to leave his seat. At this moment, Yang Haoran turned his gaze to Xiang Chuan again and continued.
"You go with him. If he's already awake, that's best. If he's not, then use some means to wake him up. Remember not to hurt him."
Xiang Chuan, hearing this, hehehed.
"Heheh, no problem. Big Brother has spoken, so this little brother will definitely handle it perfectly for you. Forget being unconscious; even if he were dying, I could still make him stand before you, lively and vigorous."
With his words falling, Xiang Chuan downed his glass of wine, then stood up and left the meeting room with Huang Sha, leaving an empty wine glass behind.
Before the four of them, a glass of wine had been placed. However, only Xiang Chuan had touched his glass and drunk it all. The other three, including the rough and unrefined Lu Wu, none of them had touched the wine in front of them.
After the two left, Yang Haoran's gaze once again fell upon Shui Ling and Lu Wu. R!AN0BE~S
"This wine is good. It would be such a waste if you don't drink it. In this world, many people can only dream of a sip of even low-quality blended alcohol. To drink fine wine like this, it's probably only possible in dreams."
Yang Haoran said with a smile, then raised his glass to the two of them. Seeing this, they hastily raised their own glasses.
Yang Haoran took a sip, his expression natural. Shui Ling took a small sip, her expression a bit forced. Lu Wu, on the other hand, gulped down the wine in his glass, his expression excited and joyful, as if he wished he could stuff the entire glass into his mouth.
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