I can find treasures in my dreams.

A beautiful, picturesque lady, with a slightly plump figure, as if she had stepped out of a classical summer painting, took the initiative to greet Yang Wanyu.

She clasped her hands together at her chest and abdomen, bent her right leg back, and bowed slightly, saying, "May you be blessed, Miss."

This is a very standard and classic Chinese greeting.

Yang Wanyu felt both excited and a little flustered, so she could only awkwardly say, "Hello!"

The lady introduced herself: "My name is Jin Yao, and I will be your assistant in the Mingtang from now on."

Jin Yao was very understanding and immediately asked, "Does Miss want to use the Myriad Luo Heavenly Array to teleport to the Peacock District?"

Yang Wanyu nodded and said, "Yes."

Jin Yao smiled and gestured, "Please follow me, Miss."

She walked gracefully ahead, passing through a circular archway in a Xia-style garden.

Yang Wanyu followed and passed through, and the scenery before her eyes suddenly changed into a long ink painting scroll.

The green tiles and white walls were faintly visible in the thin mist, and the dark green leaves created varying shades of color.

Underfoot is a narrow path paved with bluestone slabs, the gaps between which are inlaid with moss and morning dew, like pale blue drops falling on ink-black rice paper.

The pond not far away is shrouded in mist, and the lotus leaves are outlined with ink strokes of varying shades.

In the distance, pavilions are half-hidden in the mist, their upturned eaves shrouded in the morning fog, creating a hazy yet elegant scene.

Every scene exudes the freehand and ethereal beauty of traditional Chinese ink painting, as if one were wandering in a painting.

Yang Wanyu paused for a moment, a deep sense of amazement flashing in her eyes.

She admired it for a while, then couldn't help but ask, "Who came up with this design?"

Jin Yao smiled and said, "Of course it's the City Lord."

Yang Wanyu understood; it was her father who did it.

She exclaimed, "My mom once told me that my dad's aesthetic sense was sometimes very strange, but now it seems that my dad's aesthetic sense is the most top-notch."

The phrase "sometimes it's weird" is a euphemism; it means "sometimes I just have a brain fart and come up with some strange designs."

However, since Dad was one of the three heroes of the Great Xia Dynasty, everyone else would just sing "Good, good, that's good," but only Mom dared to say that.

Jin Yao chimed in, "All the residents of Dreamy Capital think that the City Lord has excellent taste."

The two continued on their way until they arrived at a dock.

A small boat was already waiting there. As soon as the two boarded, the boatman immediately started rowing, and the boat traveled through the crisscrossing waterways.

A gentle breeze carrying moisture blew towards Yang Wanyu, giving her a profound understanding of what the misty, rainy Jiangnan region truly meant.

She even felt an urge to compose a poem.

It's a pity she didn't receive any education in this area when she was young, so she can't come up with any poems now even if she wanted to.

soon.

The small boat was moored in front of a manor.

Yang Wanyu followed Jin Yao onto the dock, and when she passed through another arched gate, the scene before her changed once again.

Bright beams of light entered her field of vision.

She naturally understood that this was the dream bridge her father had built.

Jin Yao led her forward to a rather thick pillar of light and introduced it, "This is the Dream Bridge leading to the Peacock District."

Yang Wanyu took a deep breath and stepped inside.

The moment she came into contact with the beam of light, her body became blurry and then disappeared.

Without hesitation, Jin Yao followed behind and entered the pillar of light.

*
Five days passed in a flash.

Peacock District.

A commercial airliner manufactured by Daxia landed smoothly at the airport in Dexin, the capital of this administrative region.

This passenger plane, manufactured in the Great Xia region, not only has extremely low fuel consumption but also remarkably quiet operation. You can't hear the engine roar at all while sitting in the cabin, which is why it unified the global civil aviation market very early on.

The two former giants of civil aviation aircraft manufacturing are now nowhere to be found, not even their graves.

Once the passenger plane arrived at its berth, Laba lined up and walked to the cabin door.

A while ago, he was traveling in Daxia, trying to hook up with a woman who had Daxia residency. Before setting off, he was full of confidence, believing that with his looks, he could easily win her over, and that there might even be several Daxia girls vying for his attention.

however.

Ideal is full, the reality is very skinny.

Laba attempted to flirt with two beautiful Daxia girls in the Beihai Tourist Area of ​​Daxia District.

With his discerning eye, he could tell at a glance that one of the girls must come from a very wealthy family.

He couldn't resist and went up to chat with her, but she immediately summoned a robot police officer, leaving him humiliated.

Worst of all, the damn robot police identified him as having harassing intentions and marked him as a harasser.

In the following days, whenever Laba approached a woman from Daxia and showed any intention of striking up a conversation, she would receive a message from the police station and look at him with suspicion.

Laba was furious about this and cursed Great Xia in private more than once, but this was just impotent rage.

On the other hand, the actions of the Daxia people really frightened him, and he no longer dared to easily approach Daxia women.

He couldn't stay in the Great Xia District any longer, so he had no choice but to slink back home.

As soon as he entered the airport, Laba saw a large crowd gathered in front of a big screen, all looking up at it.

He glanced at it and immediately realized that it was a scene of a large-scale protest by the Peacock People.

Starting three days ago, lower-class people in several major cities in this administrative region gathered to march and protest.

The demands they expressed made Laba feel that it was tantamount to rebellion.

Because the lower classes actually demanded that they separate from the Peacock District and establish their own administrative district.

From now on, you go your way, and I'll go mine.

Only in this way can the problem of discrimination that has persisted in this land for thousands of years be completely resolved.

The higher classes naturally wouldn't agree.

After all, if the lower classes are gone, who will the upper classes exploit?

Therefore, the Peacock government sternly rejected this request and considered how to carry out a complete crackdown.

Subsequently.

Things started to get out of control.

The protests spread at an alarming rate to the entire city of the administrative district.

This wave of protests was so massive that as many as 200 million people from the lower classes took to the streets, making it the world's top news story in just a few days.

The People's Federation publicly stated that it was highly concerned about what happened in the Peacock District and urged the district to properly resolve the issue.

Things have come to this.

Even if the higher-ups wanted to use violence to suppress them, it would be impossible, because the authorities simply do not have the capacity to suppress hundreds of millions of people.

And just yesterday.

The official Peacock team has finally released a statement.

The head of the administrative region stated that the protests in various locations were an organized and premeditated illegal action, with someone maliciously inciting the crowds to achieve the sinister goal of subverting the administrative region.

The leader also appealed to the SUPP, demanding that the SUPP send troops to suppress the unrest.

The People's Federation naturally and firmly rejected the offer.

The Peacock District responded quickly, with its leaders publicly accusing the SUPP of sabotage behind the scenes and demanding that the SUPP immediately cease its sabotage and pay 100 trillion yen in compensation.

Otherwise, the Peacock District will permanently withdraw from the People's Federation in three days.

These bizarre remarks stunned the world.

The People's Alliance leaving the Peacock District is like having one less problem, but how many more natural disasters can the Peacock District survive without the People's Alliance?

What kind of brain-dead behavior is this?!

At this moment.

Laba stood below the screen and sighed with worry.

He had a very strong premonition that the authorities in this administrative region would definitely take a hard line, and the situation would likely deteriorate very quickly. (End of Chapter)