After lunch, Yang Wanyu rested for an hour before entering the laboratory on time.

The moment she stepped inside, she immediately heard a lively discussion.

The topic of discussion naturally relates to the Peacock District.

"Another big news has just broken! The Goddess of Dreams has proposed a division plan through dreams, which divides the Peacock District into 46 independent administrative districts, with the lower class occupying 28 of them."

"I think this plan is fairly fair. The lower class accounts for 62% of the total population, so receiving 28 administrative districts is not too much. The allocation of other mineral resources is also reasonable."

"This plan is indeed good. It takes into account many factors, and the vast majority of civilians can be resettled nearby without the need for large-scale immigration."

"It seems that the Goddess of Dreams doesn't want to play with the Peacock official anymore. According to the official plan, a referendum will be held in a month, and then a division plan will be drafted. It would probably take four or five years. The Goddess of Dreams probably doesn't want to wait any longer."

"If I were the Goddess of Dreams, possessing the strength of a knight, I certainly wouldn't want to wait either. I would just kill anyone who dares to challenge me."

"Given the character of the high-ranking Peacock people, they will definitely not be happy. This will be another source of amusement, and the civil war in the Peacock District will only get more and more intense."

Yang Wanyu's lips curved slightly as she listened to the voice.

The plan the students were discussing was the one she had released during her lunch break when she entered the Dream City as the Goddess of Dreams.

She was not the one who drafted the plan, and given her level of expertise, she would not have been able to formulate a plan that involved hundreds of millions of people.

This is the partitioning scheme devised by the father using superintelligence.

In the earlier Mauryan Kingdom era, the country's administrative region was divided into 32 states. The super-intelligent first divided each state into two parts, serving as the territory for the high-class and low-class groups respectively, and then merged some smaller, adjacent administrative regions, ultimately arriving at this scheme.

On the surface, this is the solution with the lowest implementation cost, making it more likely to be accepted by most people.

But there's a huge pit inside.

Because the higher-level administrative districts and the lower-level administrative districts are intertwined and mixed together.

With so much bloodshed erupting between the upper and lower classes, the hatred between the two sides is growing stronger, and there will definitely be more conflicts in the border areas in the future.

Once this plan is officially implemented, the Peacock People will inevitably be mired in endless internal strife and will never be able to reunite as one.

Yang Wanyu did not participate in the discussion.

Wearing smart glasses, she intently read the newly released Primal Plant Information Bulletin.

The so-called "broadcast" is a summary of yesterday's papers related to primitive plants.

A quick scan will reveal the research findings that emerged in the industry yesterday and provide insights into research trends in the field of primitive plants.

For researchers, reading briefings is an essential daily task.

Yang Wanyu had only glanced through the catalog when a commotion suddenly broke out in the laboratory.

"There's news again from the Peacock District."

"The Peacock official statement has been made, rejecting the Dream Goddess proposal and saying that it is too early to talk about dividing administrative regions, and everything needs to wait until after the referendum."

"There is another piece of news: the lower class announced the establishment of an autonomous committee in accordance with the Dream Goddess's plan, to fully promote the partition plan and establish an administrative district belonging to the lower class."

"Tsk tsk, it feels like the officials in the Peacock District are being rubbed on the floor repeatedly, and nobody listens to them at all."

"I feel that there will be more fighting between the two sides, and the Peacock District will definitely be even more lively than it is now."

The lab does not prohibit students from chatting during work hours, as long as they complete the tasks assigned by their supervisors on time.

Yang Wanyu's lips curved into a smile again.

All of this was part of the father's plan, both to hasten the disintegration of the Peacock District and to plant an even bigger time bomb for the Peacock people.

The administrative boundaries proposed by the Goddess of Dreams are something that the upper classes are naturally unwilling to accept, which will inevitably lead to many conflicts in the future.

The next step is to make every effort to ensure that the partitioning plan becomes a fait accompli.

Starting from the afternoon.

Bloody clashes began to break out again in various parts of the Peacock District.

The reason was that the lower-level self-governing committees began to "enclose land" according to the plan and allocated land to lower-level commoners for free.

This is a powerful weapon.

The enthusiasm of the common people was immediately mobilized.

However, the land is mostly owned, and almost all of it belongs to upper-class groups. This is almost a dead end.

While conducting experiments, Yang Wanyu also kept an eye on the scales of judgment in the Mingtang of her dream world.

Every second, dozens of points of primordial willpower are born and then merge into the scales.

This weapon of willpower began to grow at an astonishing rate.

Yang Wanyu witnessed this scene and realized that her father had arranged a perfect growth rhythm for the scales of justice.

First, by acting as a dream mentor, he instigated internal strife within the Peacock District, successfully bringing forth the scales of judgment.

Then, the scales of judgment are used to demonstrate the powerful strength of the dream mentor, who becomes a dream goddess praised by everyone, thereby promoting greater changes and igniting more bloody conflicts.

In this way, the scales of judgment can collect more of the source of willpower.

"What an amazing dad!"

She sighed inwardly.

At night.

While Yang Wanyu and her friend Ha Xiaolin were eating in the cafeteria, they suddenly had a sudden realization.

She spun a wisp of her consciousness into the main hall and took a peek, and was immediately taken aback.

After the initial surprise came a wave of delight.

The scales of judgment gleamed faintly and automatically flew up, hovering in mid-air.

At the very center of the scale, the fulcrum, a ball of light emanates, and one of the objects can be vaguely seen taking shape.

Yang Wanyu immediately understood that this was the first advancement of the Willpower Weapon.

She also knew that this weapon would need to be upgraded five times to reach its perfect state, and she never expected the first upgrade to come so quickly.

She felt a mix of excitement and emotion.

So many people have died, and the scales of justice have only advanced once. How many more people will die if they advance five times?

Yang Wanyu finally understood why her father had specifically instructed her when assigning her the task: "When it's time to be ruthless, you must be ruthless."

Is this growth?

She felt a little disappointed.

A few seconds later.

The light vanished completely.

An exquisitely crafted short sword appeared above the fulcrum.

Advanced level complete!
Yang Wanyu glanced at it and understood the name of the sword—the Sword of Judgment.

The name is tacky, but the power is even more tacky.

"Judgement!"

"Judgement!"

The illusory shouts were as loud as thunder.

Yang Wanyu was eager to try it out and test the power of the sword.

Now was not the time to test her sword skills, so she had to suppress her impulse.

"Wanyu, you seem very happy?"

Ha Xiaolin sat across the table and asked a question.

Yang Wanyu casually made up an excuse: "I was thinking of some happy things."

Ha Xiaolin didn't press further, but simply said, "Ever since our trip to Beihai, I've felt that you've become very strange."

Yang Wanyu hesitated for a moment, but this time she didn't make excuses: "I'll tell you the reason later." (End of Chapter)

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