Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 148 Why Does His Majesty Plan a Rebellion?
The rooftop garden of a skyscraper.

"Is this what they call the beacon of civilization?"

The great immortal, sitting cross-legged on a beach chair, held a wine glass and said with a disdainful look.

Behind him, the men and women who had taken refuge all stood trembling with their hands at their sides, like a group of servants attending to their master.

The cities below them already look very much like those depicted in post-apocalyptic novels.

The streets between the skyscrapers were filled with robbers, each carrying large and small bags of their loot, their faces beaming with the joy of getting something for nothing.

Tanks and armored vehicles kept passing through these crowds.

However, they were not there to maintain order, but rather to be the main force behind the looting.

They even ran over cars blocking the road, and occasionally crushed through crowds unable to dodge. Soldiers gripping machine gun handles fired indiscriminately at the skyscrapers on either side, the tracer bullets shattering the glass curtain walls as if eaten away, turning the once magnificent structures into ravaged ruins. Explosions continued, but not at the enemy; they were blowing up bank vaults. Thick smoke and even flames poured from the blasted windows of the skyscrapers, and people were constantly being thrown out, screaming as they plummeted to the ground. Because of the sheer height, they could scream for a while before dying.

The entire city was filled with thick smoke and flames, resembling those cities that were being relentlessly bombed by the country.

Helicopters carrying those financial tycoons kept taking off from the rooftops, fleeing the city that they had once controlled.

On the same rooftops, well-dressed men and women watched with trepidation as the apocalyptic chaos unfolded below.

This has absolutely nothing to do with Yang Feng.

He stopped interfering a long time ago.

But he never expected that the tens of thousands of soldiers who were originally ordered to protect the city and resist his invasion would actually become the Qing army that entered Yangzhou!
Initially, it was indeed partly due to personal reasons that they chose to defect and follow him across the bridge. However, things completely spiraled out of control when they brought boxes of banknotes, their bodies stuffed with jewelry, and gold bricks to show off to their companions who came to suppress them. Even for Yang Feng, things could be considered out of control.

He really didn't expect this!

Those soldiers, accustomed to burning, killing, and looting abroad, were blinded by the enormous wealth. They knew perfectly well what this area represented: a hub of global wealth, with vaults beneath the banks filled with gold and jewels, and theoretically, a single bank might contain thousands of tons of gold.

Although it's only in theory, no one dares to investigate the exact number anymore.

Countless billionaires gather in this district, and enormous amounts of wealth flow through those skyscrapers every day.

It really is like Yangzhou at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

Can't control it.

I just can't control myself!

Once you start something like this, you can't stop.

No one considered the consequences at all. Soldiers are human too, and they couldn't resist the temptation of gold.

Similarly, the city's millions of ordinary people couldn't withstand the pressure either. Furthermore, the saying goes, "There's no punishment for the masses." When millions of people are scrambling together, no government dares to hold them accountable afterward.

At most, they would just pick a few ringleaders, secretly kill them, and pour cement on them.

So soldiers robbed banks and jewelry stores, and troublemakers robbed financial companies, luxury stores, and even ordinary shopping malls. They even stormed into presidential suites of big hotels and luxury apartments that cost tens of thousands of dollars per square meter. After all, $20,000 per square meter is considered cheap here. The vast majority of people living here are either rich or noble, including many children of wealthy foreigners.

Fat sheep!
"Bandits, they're nothing but bandits."

Yang Feng then said indignantly.

It was as if he wasn't the culprit behind all of this.

Of course, he also had his explanation: he brought those from the lower classes to protest, and he led them to express their demands peacefully.

He never expected it to turn out like this!
"This is truly heartbreaking. It's clear we overestimated the moral standards of their army. We have indeed heard of the atrocities committed by their soldiers in the occupied countries, but because they control the vast majority of the world's media, we know very little and are not certain about it. So we thought that at most only a few soldiers were like this, and that as an army, they were still trustworthy and had a moral bottom line."

But we were wrong.

they do not.

They really will burn, kill, and loot.

If they can do this in their own cities, it goes without saying how they would do it in other countries.

The great immortal felt guilty about this. He had overestimated the moral character of the army and could only watch helplessly as the city was plunged into a catastrophe. He apologized to the people of the country, but he was also puzzled as to why a country that claimed to be civilized would have such an army.
What turned them, who once fought for justice, into this group of thugs?
Shouldn't the government of this country reflect on this?

The divine servant is still broadcasting live there.

So how did it come to be that Master Yang led the unruly people in causing trouble, ultimately triggering this carnival of looting and killing? Master Yang came for fairness and justice, but he overestimated the moral standards of this country, especially the army. As a result, the soldiers' instigation of arson, murder, and looting led to the entire city being ravaged by arson, murder, and looting. This wasn't his fault; his direction was correct. It's just that this country betrayed his trust, turning his high hopes into a criminal frenzy.

This is a moral issue.

Of course, at this point, whatever he says goes.

In fact, some of the people watching this celebration are indeed shocked by the fact that, although the country's army does not have a good reputation, it is still astonishing that it has deteriorated to this extent.

Moreover, there's no way to whitewash this. No matter how hard those remotely bred dogs try, they can't find an excuse for such large-scale burning, killing, and looting. Besides, those who raise them might still be among those thrown out of the window. After all, those financial capitalists are also the main force behind remote breeding. If they dare to whitewash this, it would be tantamount to betraying their masters.

"Your Excellency, this is a call from His Excellency the President."

A man who looked like a capitalist walked up to Yang Feng, held his phone in both hands, and spoke respectfully.

"You still have his phone number?"

Yang Feng said in surprise.

"Your Excellency, my company has some business dealings with the President's son-in-law."

The capitalist quickly spoke up.

Yang Feng nodded, then picked up the phone.

"Donald, I'm very sorry about this."

He said it very directly.

"Your Excellency, this is not your responsibility. Although I did order your interception, it was merely my duty as president. My family and I have genuine respect for you personally. Furthermore, if the intelligence you received is true, it is clear that some people within our ranks are doing things detrimental to the country, and we will investigate that as well."

But as president, I must fulfill my duties.

Your arrival was quite sudden, and our government must take certain measures.

Of course, I am not your enemy; please believe me on this point.

The internet celebrity president's signature voice came through the phone.

He is a businessman.

If you can't work yourself to the bone, how will you make money?

He certainly couldn't be Yang Feng's enemy, otherwise Yang Feng would have a reason to kill him. He was well aware of this. In fact, the internet celebrity president had always been clear-headed; he was just powerless to do so.

“Donald, but I must capture those who are already my enemies, and the treasures looted during your country’s colonial era must also be dealt with according to my standards.”

Yang Feng said.

"Sir, may I ask your nationality?"

"That's what the internet celebrity president said." Yang Feng readily stated his nationality.

Are you a government official of your country?

The internet celebrity president said.

"No, I'm just an ordinary citizen."

Yang Feng said.

"Your Excellency, we are friendly nations with your country, so your country is not our enemy, and you, as a citizen of a friendly nation, are naturally not our enemy either. Although your actions have violated our laws, according to our agreement with your country, it is only a criminal case. Since it is a criminal case, it is not the responsibility of the military, and our military will no longer attack you. I will also order the National Guard to cease its attacks on you."

However, the National Guard is under dual command, and I cannot guarantee how the state governors will choose to lead it.

I hope you understand this.

The internet celebrity president said.

“I can understand, after all, similar things have happened before.”

Yang Feng said very seriously.

The internet celebrity president fell silent for a moment, clearly thinking of something painful.

"Then, as President, I hope that Your Excellency will stop your private revenge and the looting of museums and private collectors. This is against our laws, and you will be prosecuted for it. I hope that you will immediately surrender to the police and wait for the law to give you a fair judgment. In addition, we will also protest to your government and ask your government to stop you."

He then spoke very seriously.

So in the end, he learned from that island nation's prime minister.

"I will seriously consider it."

Yang Feng said.

I'm just considering it, not actually doing it.

"So, bye!"

The internet celebrity president hung up the phone after speaking.

Yang Feng couldn't help but laugh as he held the phone, then turned and handed it to the capitalist.

"Your Excellency, I believe it should remain in your possession for the time being."

The latter quickly replied in a fawning manner.

"Thank you then."

Yang Feng handed it to the attendant and then continued to watch the chaos in the city.

The chaos continues.

And there is absolutely no sign of it stopping.

In reality, more and more people are involved in burning, killing, and looting. It's no longer just soldiers and troublemakers; even armed groups have emerged. In particular, some militarized ethnic groups, led by their elders, have begun to militarize their tribes by burning, killing, and looting.

This is also the inevitable result.

The country is in trouble!

The local National Guard initially tried to stop the burning, killing, and looting, but soon even the National Guard joined in. After all, the National Guard is only from this state, not necessarily this city, and even if it is from this city, it may not be from this particular district. In fact, those who can join the National Guard are definitely not wealthy people here. For them, it's better to strike first than to let soldiers from other states loot.

This good stuff didn't end up benefiting outsiders!
Even in this complete breakdown of order, local police were actually involved in looting.

The same goes for the police!

Who doesn't love gold?
afterwards?

The city's network has been down for a long time.

The first thing everyone did when they went in and looted was to smash the security cameras.

Who doesn't smash the security camera first when robbing someone?
In fact, the power supply system has also been paralyzed.

The soldiers who drove tanks to loot the buildings would fire at transformers and electrical boxes first. Although these buildings had their own backup power systems, the soldiers and civilians who rushed in were not unaware of such things.

In reality, the first thing the savvy capitalists in these buildings do is pull the plug themselves.

You can run to a higher floor!

Even if those unruly people were to plunder, I doubt many would enjoy climbing twenty or thirty flights of stairs to do so!
This is why they all sought refuge on rooftops.

The higher the height, the safer...

Of course, this is all on the premise that the chaos won't last too long.

Otherwise, these high-rise buildings and even rooftops would truly become isolated islands in the apocalypse.

"Master, their president is going to give a speech at the presidential palace."

"That's what the attendant said."

They now consider themselves disciples.

This is what they learned online; following this kind of immortal means considering oneself a disciple.

A female disciple!

And it's not just the first two; all the flight attendants now consider themselves disciples, and have even formed their own senior and junior groups. They're probably already dreaming of further cultivation.

Yang Feng looked at her notebook, which featured the internet-famous president standing on the lawn, addressing numerous reporters and delivering his impassioned speech. The content made no mention of Yang Feng, but instead explicitly defined the events unfolding as a rebellion. He claimed to have ordered the mobilization of National Guard troops from across the country to quell the uprising, even ignoring the Senate's objections, and once again calling on patriots nationwide to voluntarily take up arms and join the National Guard. They would be granted temporary status as National Guard members to participate in the suppression of the rebellion.

"Master, the governor of Lone Star State has announced that a regiment of the Lone Star State National Guard has begun boarding planes and will soon be airlifted here."

One of the female disciples said.

Yang Feng turned to her notebook.

On the screen is the governor of Lone Star State, the guy who previously mobilized the National Guard to fight against the federal government, standing smugly at the airport. Behind him are state soldiers who have already assembled. The door of a C-17 transport plane opens, and the state soldiers, carrying large bags and rifles, line up to board the transport plane.

"As patriots, the Lone Star National Guard lads will obey His Excellency the President's orders to give those insurgents a good kick in the ass."

"It was those androgynous freaks of the previous administration who ruined our military. Those politically correct individuals crammed too many scoundrels with no loyalty to the country and no sense of honor into our army. They turned what was once an army respected by the world into a bunch of scum. Now it's time for true patriots to end this. Long live the President!"

He shouted with a smug smile.

Yang Feng took a deep breath...

"Why is Your Majesty plotting a rebellion?!"

He said.

(End of this chapter)