28: Chapter 28: Coordinates Released!

Looking at the screen filled with "Emperor Yun", Zhou Yun was not angry.

He moved his fingers lightly and replied one by one.

[Zhou Yun: @Wang Kai I am alive.]

[Zhou Yun: @Li Hao Not lending.]

[Zhou Yun: @Li Hao I want them.]

The messages were sent.

A series of question marks immediately appeared in the group chat.

[?]

[???]

[Are you crazy?]

[Is Emperor Yun trying to see how fast an F-Level City can die?]

[Wang Shuai: You really want refugees?]

[Wang Shuai: @Zhou Yun If you really want them, send the coordinates. I will see if it is close. If it is close, I just expelled about two or three thousand people here. Should I let them go to your place?]

[Yeah! Don't just talk big!]

[Send the coordinates and show us your strength!]

[What are you shouting about? Do you think I, Emperor Yun, don't dare? Huh?]

[Emperor Yun, send the coordinates! Let Wang Shuai see what you are made of!]

Everyone chimed in, egging Zhou Yun on, following Wang Shuai's lead.

Before Zhou Yun could reply, his phone suddenly vibrated.

A private message popped up.

It was from Chu Xinran.

[Chu Xinran: Ignore them! Do not send the coordinates!]

Although it was just two short sentences, Zhou Yun could feel Chu Xinran's concern for him.

He smiled and shook his head.

If he did not have the System, he certainly would not have sent the coordinates, let alone talk big in the group chat about wanting refugees.

But with the System, many choices were different.

He did not rush to reply to Chu Xinran, but instead switched back to the class group chat and sent a string of numbers.

[Zhou Yun: 1024, 3368]

Immediately, the scrolling of messages sped up significantly.

[What the f***?]

[For real?]

[Don't just make up some random coordinates to fool people, right?]

[Or maybe it is someone else's coordinates? That would be really messed up!]

[Now you are just hating for the sake of it! Putting other things aside, when it comes to character, who can find fault with Emperor Yun?]

[To be honest, that is true!]

[Wang Shuai: You have got guts! Emperor Yun, you are the best! (Thumbs up.jpg)]

[Chu Xinran: We are all classmates. It is fine to talk, but don't actually cause trouble!]

[Sister Xinran, that is a bit condescending! Even if he really sent the coordinates, would we really send refugees over?]

[Those who know, know. He is just an F-Level City; if we send refugees, aren't we just hurting him?]

[Don't worry, don't worry! We are all just joking!]

"Woo! Woo!"

Just after Chu Xinran finished sending the message in the group, she popped up another private message to Zhou Yun.

[Chu Xinran: Are you stupid?]

[Chu Xinran: I told you not to send it, and you still did?]

[Chu Xinran: What if someone actually sends refugees to your place? Although refugees are weak, their numbers cannot be ignored!]

Although there was a tone of reproach in the message Chu Xinran sent, the smile on Zhou Yun's lips grew wider.

[Zhou Yun: It is okay.]

[Zhou Yun: Xinran, if you also have refugees you cannot handle and it is convenient, you can have them come to my place too.]

[Chu Xinran: You!]

[Chu Xinran: I am ignoring you!]

Zhou Yun smiled and put away his phone.

He, of course, knew of Chu Xinran's good intentions.

Back in school, she had helped him out of tight spots many times.

But for him now, refugees were not trouble, but help.

It is just that some things are not convenient to say out loud.

The next day, early morning.

After a simple wash, Zhou Yun arrived at the battlements of the West City Gate.

Upon arriving here, the view instantly opened up.

The cold wind whistled across the battlements, blowing his clothes so they snapped in the wind.

But as long as one looked past the city wall to the area outside the West Gate, the scene changed abruptly.

There, the golden light was brilliant, and it was warm.

Tens of thousands of new and old city residents were mixed together, dense as industrious worker ants.

Carrying wood, laying bricks, transporting soil...

The work chants rang out to the sky, and that enthusiastic spirit soared to the heavens, easily drowning out the whistling of the wind and snow behind them.

"City Lord, you have arrived." Wan'er was standing at the side of the battlements holding a thick roster, looking as if she had been waiting here for a long time.

Seeing Zhou Yun arrive, she was about to step forward to report the situation, but the latter waved his hand, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Wan'er, don't tell me they worked for another whole night?"

Hearing this, a helpless bitter smile appeared on Wan'er's face. "Yes, City Lord."

"I went to urge them three times last night to stop and rest. Elder Tie also went to scold them several times, saying their health was important, but these people just would not listen."

Zhou Yun shook his head repeatedly. "This matter... I am still to blame for not canceling the effect of the Blazing Sun."

"How can we blame you?" Lei Lie, who had just climbed the battlements, could not help but step forward upon hearing this.

"It is precisely because of the existence of this Blazing Sun that everyone has been spared from the cold and the onslaught of the wind and snow!"

Zhou Yun placed his hands on the battlements and smiled helplessly.

"Unfortunately... I can only change the celestial phenomena, making the night like the day, but I cannot change the climate here."

"Turning day into night is easy for me. But in doing so, the temperature will also drop..."

Seeming to guess Zhou Yun's concerns, Wan'er said softly:

"City Lord, actually, regarding this point, you do not need to worry too much."

"Because after two days of dietary supplements, our Flower City currently has 12,056 people who have successfully achieved Awakening and become official Professionals!"

"Twelve thousand Professionals?" Zhou Yun raised an eyebrow.

Before it was just barely ten thousand, and now it is twelve thousand!

This rate of growth was quite surprising to him.

"Yes!" Wan'er continued: "Although the others have not yet achieved Awakening, their physical fitness has also been greatly improved because of it."

"So, if you really want to force everyone to rest, you can feel free to cancel the Blazing Sun effect."

Lei Lie, who was to the side, nodded slightly.

He also fully agreed with Wan'er's statement.

However, Zhou Yun shook his head. "No."

"If it were before, I could indeed do that."

"But now, the situation is different."

He turned around, leaning back against the battlements, and watched Wan'er and Lei Lie with a calm gaze.

"If I cancel the Blazing Sun, the temperature will plummet. Those old city residents who originally lived in the city can naturally return to their houses in the city."

"But what about the thirty thousand newly joined residents?"

"Since they are all residents of Flower City, I should treat everyone equally."

Wan'er and Lei Lie were both stunned.

Regarding this point, they really had not thought that much!

Especially Wan'er, who could not help but feel ashamed.

To think she considered herself to have the talent of a king's advisor.

As a result, she had not even considered this point!

Just as Zhou Yun said, although the old residents had houses in the city, they were only barely enough to live in and could not accommodate so many newly joined residents.

Often, it is not the scarcity that causes trouble, but the inequality.

Withdrawing the Blazing Sun rashly now would indeed easily cause problems.

Just as Wan'er was thinking about how to properly resolve this...

"Report!!"

A City Guard ran up to the battlements and knelt on one knee.

"Reporting to the City Lord!"

"Chamber of Commerce President Minister Wang Fugui, leading all members of the Chamber of Commerce, is waiting below the city gate tower to see you!"

"Hmm?" A trace of surprise flashed in Zhou Yun's eyes.

What is he coming to find him for?

Lei Lie immediately requested, "City Lord! This group of people coming here definitely means no good. I will go and drive them away right now!"

"No!" Zhou Yun raised his hand and said, "Let them come up."

Accompanied by a somewhat heavy and chaotic sound of footsteps, the members of the Chamber of Commerce, led by Minister Wang Fugui, climbed the city gate tower.

This was their second formal meeting with Zhou Yun.

However, compared to the first morning, which was full of tension and even attempts to set rules for the new City Lord, the members of the Chamber of Commerce now had no trace of their former arrogance on their faces.

Replacing it was deep confusion and a sense of helpless dejection.

Especially Minister Wang Fugui, who was walking in the very front.

This "Wang Half-City" who once wielded great power in Flower City now looked as if he had aged ten years.

Although his purple-gold silk robe was still luxurious, it looked a bit loose.

That pair of eyes, usually shrewd and calculating, were now red and swollen, with heavy dark circles under them, looking like a severe insomnia patient.

In fact, he really had not slept all night.

This was not entirely because the noise of the city construction outside the West Gate that went on all night had disturbed him.

It was even more because everything that happened yesterday was like a heavy hammer, smashing a crack that could not be repaired into the belief he had held for half his life.

All along, he firmly believed that money was everything.

Everything in the world will change; human hearts will change, feelings will fade, but only money is eternal.

Money can make even ghosts push mills.

Money can buy almost everything, and the rest can be bought with more money!

So he desperately made money, not only for enjoyment, but also for the sense of security of controlling everything.

But yesterday...

When the refugees broke in, when the threat of death was close at hand, reality slapped him hard in the face.

He sat on a huge family fortune, raising so many servants, guards, and tenant farmers.

But when it came to the critical moment of life and death, it turned out that only General Zhang Tie, an inconspicuous servant in his daily life, cried and shouted as he rushed out to get reinforcements for him!

What about the others?

Those guards he hired with heavy money, those servants he thought he treated well on a daily basis, were bought off by Zhou Yun with a mere meal!

They betrayed him!

Even, from the news brought back by General Zhang Tie, he learned that those people worked all night outside the West Gate!

No one urged them, and no one drove them; they actually worked enthusiastically and willingly!

As if working was such a happy thing!

This made him completely unable to understand.

In his cognition, if you want people below you to work, you must have a strict System.

Foremen supervise laborers, managers supervise foremen, and the head shopkeeper supervises managers...

Just maintaining this huge and complex supervision System already exhausted him.

If he did not pay attention for a moment, the people below would slack off.

But looking at Zhou Yun instead?

He just stood on the battlements, and everyone was willing to work for him!

You have to know, under his command, there are now nearly one hundred thousand people!

One hundred thousand people!

This is more than ten times the number of people in the Chamber of Commerce!

Such a huge crowd of people, actually does not need any strict management, does not need any supervisors?

They would take the initiative to find work themselves, and even could not be stopped?

It is said that they even refused when told to sleep!

This is simply incredible!

This completely violates human nature!

"Whew..." He stopped, looking at the young back standing in the wind, with clothes fluttering, not far away, the confusion in his eyes was even greater.

He did not understand.

In terms of age, he was twenty years older than Zhou Yun, and had eaten more salt than Zhou Yun had eaten rice.

In terms of experience, he had been floating in the business world for half his life and had seen countless human hearts and ghosts.

In terms of skill, he was able to fight out the title of "Wang Half-City" in this barren F-Level City, which was enough to prove his ability.

But he just lost.

If Zhou Yun had not saved him yesterday, he would not even have seen today's sun!

He considered himself to have lost completely, lost thoroughly.

But he could not even figure out where he lost.

"Minister Wang?"

Just when he was stunned and lost in thought, Zhou Yun's voice came with the wind, "Looking at Minister Wang's complexion, it seems you did not rest well last night?"

This gentle greeting made Minister Wang Fugui's originally tense nerves tremble inexplicably.

He looked at Zhou Yun's eyes, which were as clear as water, and the full stomach of rhetoric he had prepared suddenly got stuck in his throat.

In the end, thousands of words turned into a long sigh.

He did not salute, nor did he put on the smooth, smiling face of a businessman as usual, but just shook his head bitterly.

"City Lord..."

"Some things, I thought about all night, and I just cannot figure them out."

"City Lord, could you... teach me?"

Facing Minister Wang Fugui's near-pleading posture, Zhou Yun did not put on a high-and-mighty, preachy attitude.

He just turned slightly, avoiding Minister Wang Fugui's deep bow, his tone gentle and polite.

"Minister Wang, you are too serious. I dare not offer advice, but I can share a few of my own shallow opinions."

Seeing Zhou Yun's attitude was so easygoing, Minister Wang Fugui's tense nerves relaxed a little.

He straightened up, took a deep breath, and asked the question that had plagued him all night:

"City Lord, my servant General Zhang Tie told me... when the refugees entered the city yesterday and he risked his life to run out and seek your help, you were already on your way here, right?"

"Is his name General Zhang Tie?" Zhou Yun's mind conjured up the man who had kowtowed in the snow until his face was covered in blood, and a trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

"He is indeed a loyal and righteous servant. When I met him on the road, he knelt down to me, crying and shouting for me to hurry and save his master."

Having received an affirmative answer, the confusion in Minister Wang Fugui's eyes grew even deeper.

He painfully grabbed his hair, his voice hoarse, "I do not understand... I really do not understand."

"Why?" He looked directly into Zhou Yun's eyes: "I did not cooperate with you, and even united the entire Chamber of Commerce to squeeze you out and isolate you. Logically speaking, I am your thorn in the side, a thorn in the flesh. Why do you not hold any grudge against us, and instead bring people to save us?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yun instead showed a look of confusion:

"Squeeze out? I do not know where the squeezing out you mentioned is reflected?"

"This..." Minister Wang Fugui was stunned for a moment. "Of course, it is refusing to take out fields, refusing to take out houses! Not responding to your call!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yun could not help but laugh.

"Minister Wang, those fields and houses were originally your private property."

"Taking them out to help me is a favor. Not taking them out is your duty."

"Since it is your duty, how can it be considered squeezing out?"