Star Trace Gate

In Qingliang Prefecture, after five days of heavy rain, it finally stopped.

Ren Ye stood barefoot by the cool river, looked up at the sky, and saw the sun shining brightly and the sky clear. The tension he had felt in the past few days was finally relieved.

A feeling of fatigue came over him, and without caring about his image at all, he just sat down in the mud puddle to take a rest.

Objectively speaking, Ren should be the first prince in Qingliang Prefecture, and even in the entire Daqian Dynasty, to personally participate in the repair of the dam.

Such a people-friendly move made the people feel both frightened and respectful. Many people shouted "Long live King Huai" when they landed on the shore.

For this feudal era, Ren Ye's action was too shocking.

Next to him, Old Liu, who heard the people shouting "Long Live the Lord", wiped his face with his mud paws in dissatisfaction, and said with a pout: "I do the most work, I invest the most, I've been with you for so long, but I don't get any money, and I even lose money. The most important thing is, you are the long live the Lord, and I am a lackey. Damn, this life, where can I go to seek justice?"

"Tonight, Liyuan, you pick one, but the age cannot be less than 45, because you are not worthy." Ren Ye smiled and said, "Oh, by the way, the tip is up to you."

When Lao Liu heard this, he gritted his teeth and held it in for a long time before replying, "That's fine."

He was really tired and hungry.

Since I came to Qingliang Mansion, I haven't had any wine or health care. I can only work like a slave every day.

"I want one too, fifty-five is fine." Xu Bangzi was exhausted and lay down three meters away, staring at the blue sky. He said in despair, "I suspect that your ability to call the wind and rain that day was a conspiracy. I never dreamed that I would have to do civil engineering after following the Lord of the Small Secret Realm. Alas, it's better to follow Master Gao."

Old Liu advised, "You've only just started. You'll have to work and pay later. Damn it, you're just going against the grain!"

While the three of them were chatting, Huang Ge, also in dishevel, came over from not far away: "Little Bad King."

"Why do I always feel that you are taking the opportunity to scold me?" Ren Ye rolled his eyes, took the kettle handed to him by Lian'er, and took a sip.

"You think too much. I'm just a big talker." Huang Ge stopped pretending to be an official. He just sat on the ground and narrated: "Along the Qingliang River, fifteen people died in the flood and twelve people were missing. Houses, livestock, and farmland harvests were basically wiped out. You see, how should we deal with the follow-up work?"

"Is this the accurate number? There is no false reporting, right?" Ren Ye asked after a long silence.

Huang Ge said speechlessly: "I'm just making up a few stories with you! I'm the prefect, brother, how can I fool myself? What's more, if I make up a story with you, what good will it do? I'll have to pay for the aftermath myself?"

Having said this, the two of them remained silent.

Ren Ye felt a little melancholy and distressed, but more of it was helplessness.

It is normal for people to die in natural disasters and man-made disasters. No matter how powerful the government is, it cannot protect all the people.

Do everything with a clear conscience and do your best.

Ren also looked at the water, sat for a while to think, then slowly raised his arm and waved gently.

"brush!"

A burst of white light appeared, and seven or eight piles of Star Source Stones suddenly appeared on the ground.

When Huang Ge saw this scene, he immediately drooled: "Fuck me, smash me! Harder, Your Majesty!"

"What a waste of effort! I only made this much from putting my head on the Sin Star Gate once." Ren Ye looked at him and replied, "This is 250,000 Star Sources, you can take it. It will be used for the special purpose and will be used for the aftermath of the dam breach. If it's not enough, sell the remaining precious building materials. Also, you have to keep a close eye on the people below. Qingliang Mansion was full of corruption before, and the merchants were good at monopolizing. But if anyone dares to withhold the charity money and try to make money at this time, I will chop them all off, just to establish my authority."

"Don't worry. As long as the money is in place, I can do any job." Brother Huang raised his hand excitedly and collected all the star sources on the ground into his own consciousness space.

When Lao Liu saw this scene, he was a little curious: "How strange! There is no fundraising. This makes me feel uncomfortable."

"Do you want to pay some too? I think you seem quite cheap." Brother Huang asked politely.

"I……!"

"All current investments are considered as shares. I have an account book." Brother Huang reminded.

After hearing this, Lao Liu was silent for four or five seconds, then suddenly raised his arm and slapped himself in the face.

"Snapped!"

He hit hard and his face made a crisp sound.

This action shocked the newcomer Xu Bangzi. He looked at the other party in disbelief: "What kind of temper do you have?"

"Ah, it's just cheap. Why do I have to ask this? Isn't this just trapping myself?" Old Liu sighed, raised his arm and took out 100,000 Star Sources: "This is the money I got from selling my body. I'm not lying to you, I almost married a ghost at the Sin Star Gate."

"Thank you General Liu for your donation!" Brother Huang replied in surprise, and stood up and clasped his fists, saying: "Qingliang Prefecture will always remember your kindness."

"No more talking to you. It's too expensive." Old Liu waved his hand and suddenly looked at Xu Bangzi.

At the same time, Ren also gave Xu Bangzi a kind smile.

The three of them looked at each other, and Xu Bangzi's face turned pale with fright.

"...You are new here. If you want to make good friends and have good relationships here, you need to be able to read people's expressions, brother." Old Liu blinked at him.

"I'm a fucking servant! Servant, do you understand?" Xu Bangzi sat up and replied with gritted teeth.

"Servants also need social skills. What's more, I have always regarded you as a brother."

"I suspect you are not a cheapskate, you are just a donkey, acting as a shill." Xu Bangzi held it in for a long time, gritted his teeth and summoned 50,000 star sources, looked up at the blue sky and the scorching sun and said: "Thinking of Master Gao's eighth day...!"

Over the years, he had saved some money in Qijia Town, but he came from a humble background and was used to being thrifty. Apart from buying some magic weapons and props, he had never spent 50,000 star sources on himself over the years.

He really feels pain!

He almost shouted that everyone within ten steps would be killed.

In this way, Ren Ye donated money, Lao Liu led the donkey, and Xu Bangzi was placed in the position of a good man and a brother, and was forced to take 50,000 star sources.

Now that they had the money, they discussed the aftermath, and then Ren Ye took Lao Liu and Xu Bangzi back to the government office tiredly.

Huang asked them, why didn't you stay to clean up the mess? Why did you keep taking advantage of me?

The three of them answered in unison, I have already paid the money, it’s inappropriate for you to ask me to work again, right?

Huang Ge was speechless and could only start working with the clerks and officials in the government office.

……

Qingliang Prefecture, inside the government office.

Having not had a good rest for the past two days, Ren Ye went to the inner hall to rest after he came back.

The next morning, Ren got up early, washed up, had breakfast, and prepared to continue practicing the Holy Eye and Tyrant Sword Technique.

He had just started to prepare for battle in the training grounds of the government office when he heard a burst of hurried footsteps.

"Ren Ye, Ren Ye!"

The shout rang out, and when he turned around, he saw Brother Huang walking towards him quickly.

"What's wrong?" Ren Ye asked, holding the Human Emperor Sword.

"……well!"

Huang's eyes were bloodshot. After a long sigh, he said softly, "There was a problem with the aftermath."

"what is the problem?"

"It's from Yuanma Temple." Brother Huang's face was solemn. "After the rain stopped yesterday, three horsemen there started to vomit and have diarrhea. We thought they had caught a cold, but who would have thought... two of them died after midnight. Around early this morning, more than a dozen people there had the same symptoms. The clerk came to inform me, and I went to take a look this morning, and saw that some residents near Yuanma Temple also had the same symptoms."

When Ren Ye heard this, his head buzzed: "After the heavy rain, there will be a great epidemic?"

"Yeah, I think the same as you, that's why I'm worried." Huang Ge responded immediately: "When I came over, there were at least 60 or 70 people there, all of whom had symptoms of vomiting and diarrhea."

"Yuanma Temple is in the north of the city, right? It's very close to the guard post?"

"Yes, it's only a few kilometers away from the Zuo Qianhu Guard Station." Brother Huang replied.

"Notify Captain Zuo immediately and tell him to close the barracks and not let the soldiers move around freely. If any signs of vomiting or diarrhea are found, isolate them immediately." Ren Ye immediately replied, "The same goes for other captains."

"Okay." Huang Ge frowned and asked, "Do you want to go over and take a look?"

"You've seen it, haven't you? My presence won't be of much use." After a moment's thought, Ren Ye immediately ordered, "Also, send some people to cordon off the Yuanma Temple area and prevent people from entering or leaving, but keep a safe distance... You should understand the specific operation of this matter, right?"

Huang nodded and replied, "I understand it very well! No one knows more about lockdown than us. Don't worry, I know what to do."

"You go do it, I'll leave the door for a while."

"Why are you going?"

"Go to Suzaku City and ask for help." Ren Ye responded quickly and said, "We need to find a way to control this matter as soon as possible."

Huang's eyes lit up: "You really have a good brain. Come on, go quickly, and we will act separately."

……

A quarter of an hour later, Ren also appeared in the military department of Suzaku City and found a person who was familiar with Fan Ming.

The two met and exchanged a few pleasantries before Ren Ye went straight to the point: "Brother Yang, I have an urgent matter and need your help."

"what's up?"

"Give me a few light-type keepers who are good at medicine. The higher their rank, the better." Ren Ye spoke very quickly: "Ask them to go to Qingliang Prefecture with me. It seems that there is a plague after the heavy rain in our place."

The other party blinked and asked tentatively, "Is it okay to study the light system of intercourse between different races, pregnancy preservation, and obstetrics and gynecology?"

Ren Ye's face turned green when he heard this: "Brother, what are you talking about?! I have a post-disaster plague, what are you doing to protect the fetus?"

"You want a high-level light-type guardian, but there are very few now, very few." Brother Yang was also speechless: "The migration area has been opened, and the capable people have left. Aren't there only these weird and strange professional inheritance players left at home?"

"I don't care, just help me think of a solution. Brother Fan has also invested in me anyway, so we are all family." Ren Ye was playing tricks.

"Let me think about it." Brother Yang thought for a long time, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "Oh, that's right! We can borrow people from Kyoto City. They have a Light Medical Research Institute there, and there are many Light-type players."

"Hurry up, help me contact him."

"Okay, come with me."

After the two of them finished talking, they left Suzaku City together and returned to the real world.

At this moment, in the area near Yuanma Temple in Qingliang Prefecture, the number of people suffering from vomiting and diarrhea is increasing rapidly.

……

Star Gate, Daqian Dynasty, in Shangyu County near the southern border.

A large and luxuriously decorated carriage was driving along the long street.

There were five people in total sitting in the car, four of them were young men in black robes, with strong builds, restrained auras, bright eyes, and they were obviously powerful people with considerable skills.

In the center of the car, there was a middle-aged man dressed in silk and satin and wearing a melon-shaped hat.

He closed his eyes slightly, playing with a glittering Buddhist relic in his left hand, wearing a ring with green fluorescence on his right hand, and wearing a light yellow robe embroidered with exaggerated copper coin patterns. The satin was as smooth as water, and there was gold thread on the corners of his clothes.

Just the way he is dressed looks like he is extremely wealthy and powerful.

The carriage moved slowly, and the young man in black robe sitting on the left asked very respectfully: "Master, should I prepare in advance for the trip to Qingliang Mansion?"

"Don't worry." The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes: "After this matter is over, there will be time to go again."

"it is good."

"When you go to Qingliang Mansion with me, don't dress too conspicuously, and try not to carry too many star sources with you." The middle-aged man spoke in modern language: "...It will be very dangerous, and people will treat you like a fat sheep and slaughter you."

“Aren’t all those people your friends?” The young man in black robe seemed a little confused.

"Ah."

The middle-aged man sneered: "You have to be careful of your friends these days. I've been gone for a while, and I heard there's a scam going on over there. It's really dangerous."

"Ok."

The four of them were speechless.

After a while, the carriage stopped in front of a secluded courtyard.

The middle-aged man got out of the car alone and said softly, "You don't have to follow me in, just wait here."

"Yes!"

The four nodded.

After getting off the car, the middle-aged man slightly raised his left arm and placed it in front of him. While playing with the Buddhist relics, he walked into the villa.

After entering, a special person came out to greet him and confirmed the middle-aged man's identity before leading him into the inner hall.

This villa is very secluded, and there are almost no people in the front and back three courtyards.

Not long after, the middle-aged man walked into the innermost hall and met a middle-aged man over 40 years old, dressed in white.

Although the clothes he wore were ordinary, the badge hanging on his waist indicated that he was a sorcerer from the Tianjian Division of the Daqian Dynasty, and his status should be not low.

After the two sides met, the sorcerer from the Tianjian Division raised his head slightly, looked at the middle-aged man in silk and satin, frowned and asked, "Were you introduced by Xu Hu?"

"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded.

"What's the matter?" asked the sorcerer as he poured himself a glass of wine.

"I came here for the fragments of the Azure Dragon's letter." The middle-aged man replied calmly, "I brought two million star sources with me."

"What's your name?" The warlock ignored the number given by the other party and changed the subject.

The middle-aged man looked at him and blinked his eyes excitedly: "Friends, everyone likes to call me Ren Ye."