Doomsday Sanctuary

The next day, the sun still rose, and people got up early to start today's work.

As for the changes in the sanctuary city, the people in the city did not feel any surprise as usual, as if this were normal.

But the teleportation array began to teleport. When the people from the bases came to the sanctuary city to see the changes in the city, they were shocked and dumbfounded, almost suspecting that they were in a dream or hadn't been to the sanctuary city for a year.

Otherwise, how could the city of asylum change overnight? The whole city has become larger and more luxurious, just like the city of dreams.

But when they asked everyone what was going on in this city, the answer they got was that they looked strange and contemptuous one by one: "I really haven't seen the world. What is this in the city of refuge? Have you seen it in the giant city? No way! It's a bun!"

Then he carried his hands back and left triumphantly, leaving the questioner messy in the wind.

As the news spread, the whole city, even Kyoto, was shaking. Many people rushed to the sanctuary city to see what happened. Although they were shocked and inexplicable, the results were the same, including the people at the Kyoto Sanctuary City Office. The answer is the same.

The storm caused by the changes in the Sanctuary City spread like a hurricane, but Di Ping was already practicing.

After half a month of accumulation, he finally rose to the first level again, reached the third and second level, and soon could set foot on the original level again, but now the strength is much stronger than before.

His two martial arts, the Eight Sides Zhenlong and the True Dragon Overlord, have also been improved, and now they have reached a deep level, and their combat effectiveness has more than doubled.

In the morning Di Ping recruited again for the first town lord meeting in ten days.

The meeting took place in the new deliberative hall of the City Lord's Mansion. The current deliberative hall is more luxurious than before. It can accommodate three to five hundred people for a meeting. A dozen people standing in the hall feel extremely small.

Two dozen city lord guards with silver helmets and silver armors, pressing the hilt of the sword, with a terrifying aura, everyone involuntarily got up and looked at the city lord sitting high.

There is a slight strangeness in many people's hearts. The young and young boy before is gone. At this time, sitting on the treasure seat is everyone in awe and the superpower of the city of refuge.

The meeting was very simple. Because of the terminal, Di Ping has already instructed a lot of things. Now the discussion at the meeting is mainly about the submission of outstanding proposals by the various ministries. Everyone discusses together and then makes a decision. Therefore, there are not many things and only one more. Everything will be solved in a few hours.

Di Ping sat on a high throne, overlooking the dozens of officials in charge of various departments below, and said in a low voice: "When the foreign enemy invaded last time, I said to the faces of the soldiers who died, I will build a hero cemetery, but those who died in battle for the sanctuary can enter the hero cemetery after death and enjoy the incense of the sanctuary city for generations, so that the world will always remember their contribution to the sanctuary, then now I want to honor it Promised!"

"City Lord, I went to see the Tomb of Heroes in the morning. It was really magnificent. I believe the soldiers who died in the battle should also be relieved in the Spirit of Heaven!"

Cheng Chao said in a slightly excited voice.

"This is a good thing. With the hero cemetery, the dead of the heroes will be worshipped. I believe it will definitely inspire the military's spirit and arouse people's love for the city. More people will join the army to fight for the sanctuary! "

Lu Guoliang also said with deep eyes.

Everyone agreed. People in this era understand this meaning. It is very useful, inspiring, and can build morale. It is the highest state of spiritual reward.

"Okay! The heroes' cemetery is scheduled to be officially opened in two days, the soldiers will be placed, and the whole city will pay tribute to the heroes who died for the sanctuary!"

Di Ping directly agreed.

"City Lord!" At this moment, Liu Bingyu suddenly stood up and looked at Di Ping with a hesitant expression: "Two days from now is the date of our auction. Will there be a conflict? Do you want to reschedule!"

"Oh!" Di Ping almost slapped his forehead. He really forgot to give him the stubbornness. He pondered for a moment and said:

"There is no need to reschedule, just because we can invite the heads of the bases to participate in our memorial ceremony while taking advantage of the auction. The auction will remain unchanged. It will be changed from the morning to the afternoon or evening, and some items will be added at that time. I believe these bases I will be willing!"

"This is good. It can convey the concept of our sanctuary city and the importance we attach to the soldiers, and maybe it can attract more people to join the sanctuary city!"

Han Zhongguo clapped his hands excitedly.

There was a smile on the faces of everyone present. This is a good time to promote the sanctuary.