In the name of supernatural powers

Chapter 97 Re-entering the Primordial Chaos
This is just a change brought about by a little power, yet it is enough to cause earth-shattering changes.

If one were to wield a divine weapon in the future, what immense power would one possess?
His heart was beating slightly faster, he felt a surge of excitement, and every pore on his body seemed to be opening up.

Lu Zhao had always thought his will was as firm as iron, believing he could resist all temptations. But the fact that he now held real power had an impact like a tsunami, sweeping everything away.

Once a person sits on the throne with absolute power, they will truly feel that they are an omnipotent god.

Power is a poison that can make everyone feel like they're drinking nectar.

The next moment, Lu Zhao suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, visualized his five senses clearing away delusions, and his breathing suddenly became calm.

What is true and what is false is easily discernible in the 'vision' of the mind.

The so-called Dao mind is meant to distinguish between 'self' and the world.

Looking at the crowd again, Lu Zhao only saw fear.

They fear me more than Lü Jinshan, who breaks the law and violates discipline. They fear that I will settle scores with them, that I will arrest them for their illegal and unethical behavior.

The rain kept falling, it never stopped.

"Gentlemen, this is not the place to talk."

Lu Zhao opened his umbrella and walked forward slightly faster than the others.

If justice needs to be feared, then let them be feared.

Fear belongs to them, not to me.

Upon entering the meeting room, Chen Hongtao offered him the head seat, but Lu Zhao did not sit down.

He remained a training staff officer, not the administrative head of the border station. If he were to openly assume the position, it would only give others ammunition against him.

Power does not come from position. Even if Lu Zhao did not take the position, Chen Hongtao would not be able to contend with him.

Lu Zhao gestured with his right hand and said, "Station Chief Chen, please sit down. We need to get to the meeting quickly, and we have a lot of work to do."

His tone was calm yet carried an unquestionable command, like he was instructing a new recruit.

Although Chen Hongtao had come to terms with the current situation, his expression was still somewhat stiff.

"You sit down too."

Lu Zhao said succinctly, "First, report the water level, then the logistical preparations, and then the disaster relief plan."

Zhang Like, who was sitting to the side, felt helpless.

Old Lu is still the same Old Lu. Although his methods have become much more sophisticated, his domineering nature remains unchanged.

Like in previous performance evaluations and voting, the opening line was always "I want it this year."

Within his sphere of authority, Lu Zhao could not tolerate any questioning, a sentiment that had already begun when he was in the reinforced platoon.

What would it be like if I could hold great power in the future?
The situation was under Lu Zhao's control, and everyone began to devote themselves to flood prevention work.

At first, I was a little unfamiliar with the process, but later I started to report in an organized manner.

"This year's flood season started a month earlier than usual, and a lot of work has not yet been completed."

"Staff Officer Lu, we're short-handed. We might need the two companies you just brought back."

"They have just completed a mission and are not suitable for high-intensity tasks, so we have requested the city to send more police officers."

"Staff Officer Lu, we are short of airships; the ones we purchased last year are already broken."

"We should contact the city fire department for assistance. If that's still not enough, we can ask nearby village officials to organize villagers to make some bamboo rafts."

The orders were issued in an orderly manner, which quickly brought order to the somewhat chaotic border post.

Lu Zhao personally drove around to inspect the river and found that the water level was half a meter higher than in previous years. He called the weather station, but they didn't know the situation either, only saying they would report it to their superiors.

That night, Lu Zhao sat cross-legged on the ground, using spiritual cultivation instead of sleep, as always.

The buzzing of mosquitoes filled his ears. He opened his eyes, his gaze sharpening, and the seven or eight mosquitoes that had been roaming the room immediately fell to the ground.

After two months of relentless effort, his mental attacks have reached the point where they can kill mosquitoes within a controlled area.

"The refinement of spirit has reached its absolute limit."

Lu Zhao remained certain of this, and organized his recent findings, preparing to go to Hunyuan to see his teacher later.

First of all, the vitality has reached 42.3, which is 35% higher than two months ago.

His supernatural telekinetic abilities increased from 1,000 meters to 1,300 meters, and the weight he could move increased from 41.5 grams to 43 grams. The farther the distance, the greater the weight, allowing Lu Zhao to find a safer position in each battle.

If the range is 3,000 meters, it already falls under the category of beyond-visual-range attack in individual combat. If it's 100 grams, Lu Zhao can simultaneously control ten warheads, or use a howitzer.

Even when using mortars for attacks, modern combat among superhumans has always been characterized by asymmetric firepower output.

In particular, the Federation's superhumans have never been known for their martial ethics. Some supernatural abilities that are not inherently lethal can become surprisingly effective when combined with modern weapons.

For example, I heard from a mentor in the capital that there was a fourth-order transcendent with mental probing abilities who, with the help of the Rocket Force, could rival the Marquis of Wu.

Secondly, Lu Zhao has mastered the immobilization technique taught by his teacher. He has already reached the entry level, and the problem of his soul leaving his body has disappeared. He can also immobilize people with lower life force than himself through physical contact.

At the same time, the cultivation of the spirit reached its limit, and every time he practiced the cultivation of the spirit, his brain would feel a throbbing pain.

"I should go ask the teacher."
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Hunyuan, the Taoist temple stands amidst chaos.

Lu Zhao entered the Taoist temple. This time, the old Taoist priest did not sit quietly as usual, but held a wooden pestle in his hand.

It was about a foot long, with its head wrapped in yellow cloth, and seemed to be used for striking.

"teacher."

Lu Zhao bowed and clasped his hands in greeting. The old Taoist waved his hand, continued to stroke the wooden pestle, and asked, "Are there still Japanese pirates in the land of China today?"

Lu Zhao replied, "There are no more Japanese pirates in China now, but there are Japanese people who serve as servants."

The old Taoist priest said, "Tell me about it."

"Yes."

Lu Zhao recounted what he knew.

Just recently, after Zhao De repeatedly emphasized it, he took the initiative to learn about the Japanese.

If the people of the nation were to be divided into different classes, then this class would be based on their proximity to the Confucian cultural sphere. The closer they were to the Confucian cultural sphere, the more they could integrate into the federation and thus gain the appreciation of the Chinese elite.

For example, the Japanese, Koreans, people from Nam'an, and the descendants of Luzon.

These are ethnic groups with relatively high status in the state, among which the Japanese are the most valued because they are obedient.

Unlike other ethnic groups that might harbor resentment, the Japanese are genuinely proud of the Federation, sing praises to the Chinese, and regard some rulers as deities.

The ordinary people of the Fusang tribe are also much more docile than those of other tribes.

Lu Zhao commented: "The Japanese are docile, and their general population is relatively kind, but they are responsible for half of the serious incidents each year. Their unique culture of shame has a behavioral logic that if they are not discovered, they are innocent."

Heinous incidents are not simply murders, but extremely heinous crimes that violate human ethics.

Crimes that would be unacceptable even in today's turbulent times are repeatedly pushed the boundaries of social morality by the Japanese.

One phrase that often appears in testimonies is: "If I don't do this, I will be ostracized."

(End of this chapter)