41: Chapter 41 Shang Youjun

Zhou Yun was pleasantly surprised.

Kings Army, one skill, two effects.

The first, the person is the city.

When attacked, the damage is evenly distributed among all the citizens under his rule.

What does this mean?

It means that as long as the citizens under his rule are numerous enough, strong enough, or both numerous and strong... then the damage he receives will be negligible!

Flower City currently has one hundred and twenty to thirty thousand people.

If he were hit by a punch, the damage from that punch would be shared among them.

What each person bears is not even comparable to a mosquito bite.

And what about himself?

He would be almost completely unharmed.

If Flower City develops to hundreds of thousands or millions of people in the future... wouldn't he be able to stand there and get hit at will without ever getting hurt?

This is simply... invincible!

The second effect, summoning citizens under his rule to fight.

It lasts for one hour, with a one-hour cooldown.

This is equivalent to infinite summoning.

If the first effect is the pinnacle of defense, then this second effect is the pinnacle of offense.

Just imagine, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of troops suddenly appearing out of thin air on the battlefield... what a terrifying scene that would be?

Zhou Yun took a deep breath, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt this skill was Heaven-Defying.

But at the same time, a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

He could understand using this skill in the City Lord World.

But what if... he returned to the Blue Star?

One must know that after City Lords return to the Blue Star, they can also utilize the power and resources obtained in the Endless Continent.

The power of a Professional can be brought back.

Things in the storage space can be brought back.

Then, could this Kings Army... also be used on Earth?

Zhou Yun frowned slightly.

If it were really possible... that would be too exaggerated.

He imagined the scene—hundreds of thousands or millions of citizens suddenly appearing out of thin air in a city on the Blue Star.

What kind of chaos would that be?

And what kind of panic would it cause?

Thinking of this, a drop of cold sweat could not help but slide down his forehead.

...

At the East City Gate, after being granted the position of Minister of the Military Department, Lei Lie immediately stepped into his role.

He did not hesitate at all and immediately began to deploy defenses on the spot.

"Someone, come here!"

"Here!"

Several City Guards immediately ran over.

"From now on, establish a garrison at the East City Gate!"

Lei Lie's voice was loud, carrying an unquestionable dignity.

"Draft five hundred Professionals, divide them into three rotating shifts, and patrol day and night!"

"Once any traces of a Demonic Beast are discovered, sound the alarm immediately!"

"Yes!"

The City Guards took the order and left.

Lei Lie turned to the other side and continued to issue orders:

"Send more people to survey the terrain within a ten-mile radius outside the East City Gate and draw a detailed map!"

"Especially those places where Demonic Beasts might hide; not a single one can be missed!"

"Yes!"

Watching Lei Lie's decisive and swift manner, Zhou Yun smiled knowingly.

Sure enough, pressure brings motivation.

This Lei Lie, he previously said his abilities were insufficient, but isn't he quite capable now?

On the other side.

Minister Wang Fugui was leading the refugees towards the west of the city.

Strategist Zhu Ge sat in a wheelchair, being pushed in the middle of the group.

His expression was complicated.

Other disabled refugees had used the black jade connection paste, regrowing severed limbs and recovering as before.

He had used it too.

But his legs... had not recovered.

After the ointment was applied, there was indeed a reaction.

He felt a sour numbness coming from his legs, and his tendons seemed to be wriggling.

But in the end, that medicinal power gradually dissipated.

His legs remained completely numb, and he still could not stand.

Lowering his head and looking at his legs that were like withered wood, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

"Mr. Zhu." Just at this moment, a somewhat childish voice came from beside him.

He snapped out of his thoughts and turned to look.

It was a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy with delicate features, but his eyes were tightly closed.

His name was Shang Youjun.

He was one of the few blind people among the refugees.

But unlike the others... he refused to use the black jade connection paste.

At the time, everyone urged him to use it, but he just pursed his lips and said nothing.

When others asked him why, he wouldn't answer.

When others told him not to regret it if he didn't take this opportunity, he remained silent.

In the end, that portion of ointment was used on someone else.

Shang Youjun remained blind.

Strategist Zhu Ge had always been curious about this boy's thoughts, but he did not press for an answer.

Everyone has their own secrets, and there is no need to force someone to talk about things they don't want to.

"Youjun, is there something you need?" Strategist Zhu Ge asked gently.

"Nothing." Shang Youjun shook his head, "I just wanted to walk a little closer to Mr. Zhu."

Strategist Zhu Ge smiled slightly and didn't say much more.

Shang Youjun walked beside his wheelchair with steady steps, not at all like a blind person.

Although he couldn't see, he had long since become accustomed to using his other senses to perceive the surrounding environment along the way.

No one knew that his eyes were not scratched by a Demonic Beast.

They were blinded by his own father.

That day, his father called him over, his eyes red and his voice trembling.

"Youjun, Dad has let you down."

"But you must remember, only by blinding these eyes can you live on properly."

"Forgive Dad..."

When that sharp silver needle pierced his eye socket, Shang Youjun didn't even cry out in pain.

He just wept silently, listening to his father's heart-wrenching cries.

From then on, his world was completely plunged into darkness.

He longed for light, longed for it even in his dreams.

But he remembered his father's words even more.

Father said that only in this way could he survive.

Therefore, even if the black jade connection paste was placed right in front of him, and even if applying it would allow him to see the light again... he dared not use it.

It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he dared not.

...

The group continued to move forward.

Minister Wang Fugui, who was walking in front, kept feeling that eyes were sizing him up from time to time.

He turned his head and, sure enough, saw that the refugees were all staring at him.

To be precise, they were staring at his neck.

"What is it?" He asked suspiciously, "Is there something on my neck?"

The refugees quickly shook their heads and averted their gazes one after another. "No... nothing."

"How strange..." Minister Wang Fugui was completely confused.

Meanwhile, the doubts in the hearts of the refugees did not dissipate.

They did not understand why none of the people from Flower City had metal rings on their necks.

One must know that in the cities they had stayed in before, all citizens wore a metal collar around their necks.

Once the red light was triggered, it meant entering the execution line, and they would be expelled from the city, leaving their fate to chance.

But the people of Flower City... none of them wore one?

...

The group passed through Flower City and arrived at the West City Gate.

After exiting the city gate, all the refugees were stunned.

"This... this is..."

They widened their eyes, their faces full of disbelief.

They saw that outside the West City Gate was a huge construction site.

Countless people were busy working; some were moving stones, some were mixing mortar, and some were laying bricks to build walls.

Shouts, hammering sounds, and work chants intertwined, making for a bustling scene.

And in the center of the construction site, the embryonic form of a city was already faintly visible.

The foundation had already been laid, and the outline of the city walls was also beginning to take shape.

Although still very rough, the scale... was definitely not small!

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