Lord of all the people: Only I can summon the immortal troops

After a day of rest, Zhang Lu returned to Newland City with somersault clouds the next day. Hou Yi and the others had already returned and went out again to continue helping others obtain materials.

He had just sat down in the hall of the City Lord's Mansion when Nv Wan, who had not seen Zhang Lu all day, immediately ran out, threw herself into his arms, rubbed her head against his chest, and smelled his scent.

At this time, Wen Zhong came to the hall with a notebook. In this notebook were matters he compiled yesterday about rebuilding Chonglin City.

"Lord, the reconstruction of the Second Coming City has begun. This time we have attracted more than 50,000 refugees to camp near the Second Coming City. They are all waiting for the reconstruction of the Second Coming City."

When they released various policies to benefit the people, a large number of people who lost their homes due to war or due to famine gathered here. At least the refugees who came to Chonglin City under Zhang Luchengruo could receive a bowl of porridge every day.

A bowl of porridge a day is considered good news in troubled times. Many ordinary people trekked through mountains and rivers regardless of the dangers on the road. If it weren't for the dangers on the road and some people got into the belly of the monster, there would be even more people here.

"But with more refugees, there are more things going on. Recently, there have been a lot of fights among the refugees. These people have nothing to do all day long, living on the bowl of porridge we give out. They pick fights with each other when they are bored."

"Although we have provided them with materials to build new houses, some of them are just willing to receive food and not work."

Zhang Lu thought for a moment after hearing this, and then said: "How about providing work instead of relief?"

"Relief for work?" Wen Zhong thought for a moment. Although he had never heard of this word, it was easy to understand when broken down. He instantly understood what Zhang Lu meant.

"Canceling that bowl of porridge and instead distributing food according to the results of their labor? But we are following the common people's line. Will this leave an image of going back on our promises to the people?"

Zhang Lu couldn't help it. Some people just gave them food because they were restless. If they didn't find work for them, they just liked to cause trouble. "Does Grand Master Wen have any good suggestions for this?"

Wen Zhong touched his beard, and then thought of a way: "Reduce the ratio of rice to water, and then launch the task of rebuilding Chonglin City, and let them distribute food according to the results of their work, so that they can not only have one bowl a day." Porridge can even guarantee three meals a day for the whole family, and at the same time, women can be given textile and other jobs so that they can also participate in the work."

"But Lord, you need to go to this matter. Due to the explosion of the magic core in Chonglin City, there are cracks in the ground everywhere. Now the Yellow Turban Warriors are repairing the ground. There are constantly spies from other forces inquiring about the situation. We need you. To shock Xiaoxiao."

Zhang Lu sighed and wanted to go out as soon as he came back, but there was no way. Wen Zhong couldn't leave Newland City. Most of the affairs in the three cities are now handled by him. As soon as he leaves, these government affairs will have to be dealt with. Lu Lai handled it, and his handling efficiency was not as fast as it was.

Wen Zhong always classified all the government affairs and put suggestions and analysis on each document. Zhang Lu only had to write a final letter of agreement or disagreement. If he came by himself, he would have to search the files. Even judgment can only be made after on-site observation, which is too slow.

"Okay, then I'll go to Chonglin City again!"

He picked up the wand, this time he didn't need to be too hasty and floated it leisurely in the air.

Nv Wan held Zhang Lu in her arms. She had become a lot closer to Zhang Lu during this period, but she still felt uneasy because Zhang Lu never had too in-depth communication with her and never talked about their relationship.

This makes her feel insecure.

"Lord, tell me, what is our current relationship?"

Under their feet, the rolling clouds were like icebergs floating on the sea, and the light of the sun in the distance seemed to be soaked in the sea of ​​clouds. Under this beautiful and romantic scene, Zhang Lu and Nv Wan looked at each other, deeply in love. , their lips and teeth blended together, and it took a long time for them to separate.

"What are you thinking about!" Zhang Lu touched her little head, especially the pair of fox ears. He suddenly remembered that there should be no reproductive isolation between the two people.

Considering that there are descendants between Emperor Yu and his wife, they should be fine too.

So he said: "I don't know how far the Immortal Realm can develop in the future, but if I are the emperor, you will be the empress. You and I are like two-winged birds, inseparable from each other."

Nv Wan felt a sense of security after hearing this. In other words, the relationship between the two is that of husband and wife?

But she grasped the key point: "Then how many concubines will you have in the future?"

Zhang Lu couldn't answer this question, so he laughed aloud. Somersault Cloud's speed was a little faster. He pointed to the ruins in front and said: "Revisiting City is here!"

The former world-famous city has become a ruin. The original hundred-meter-high city wall is now a piece of rubble scattered around, and the huge cracks on the ground are like scars on the earth.

When the Yellow Turban warriors clean up the materials in the ruins, they put the usable materials to one side for reuse during reconstruction. The unusable materials are placed on the other side. Someone will use skills to forcefully crush the stones into gravel, and then add gravel, etc. After stirring, pour the ingredients into the cracks to fill them.

This greatly reduced the consumption of materials and allowed them to rebuild the original scale of Return City.

It's just that the 100-meter city wall cannot be reproduced. The current plan is to build a new 20-meter-high city wall.

As soon as they arrived at Chonglin City, someone in the camp outside the city got into a fight because they were queuing up to receive porridge. Two idle men struggled with each other, and the bowl used to serve the porridge was broken.

"Stop it!"

A yellow scarf warrior rushed over and pulled the two of them apart. Ordinary people were no match for professionals. The two big men forced themselves to calm down.

Zhang Lu shook his head, this was not possible. He slowly descended from the sky. Only then did the Yellow Turban warriors realize that their lord had been watching them from the sky.

"Lord Lord!"

Seeing Zhang Lu, all the yellow scarf warriors stopped what they were doing and saluted Zhang Lu!

The people were stunned for a while, until an old man bowed directly to Zhang Lu and shouted: "Benefactor! He is willing to save the people from fire and water. He is simply a saint in this world!"

They were originally the kind of farmers who had no means of survival without fields. They lost their land due to the war and were so hungry that they couldn't even afford food. Until they received news about Zhang Lu's territory, they came all the way to seek refuge and received a bowl of porridge every day. Although it's not much, it's much better than the previous life of looking for bark and wild vegetables and encountering monsters from time to time.

Many of their companions died on the road, and some of them died from eating indigestible white soil. Even they themselves thought of committing suicide.

For some people, Zhang Lu gave them hope of living when they were desperate. In troubled times, the people's requirements were not high, as long as they had a stutter.

With someone taking the lead, 50,000 people worshiped Zhang Lu one after another, as if the flying lord was their god!

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