Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

"Waaaah... Immortal Lin, please rest! We are not worthy!"

"Yes! My lord, you absolutely mustn't be harmed!"

Listening to the increasingly outrageous speculations around him, Lin Mo covered his forehead, speechless.

This group of believers is so difficult to manage!

If they keep bowing, I'm afraid I'll be instantly exorcised by their mental power.

No, we need to find a way to resolve this.

Otherwise, how will we be able to travel incognito and sneak around to cause trouble in the future?

Thinking of this, Lin Mo stood up.

He raised his other hand, which wasn't stained with blood, and pressed it down forcefully.

"Get up, all of you! Why are you kneeling?"

That shout, full of energy, instantly silenced all the crying.

The crowd looked at each other, but remained kneeling there without moving.

Lin Mo wiped away the last bit of blood from under his nose and surveyed the vast crowd with a serious expression.

"I'll say it again, I'm not some kind of deity!"

"Instead of kowtowing to me here, you'd be better off going home and kowtowing to your parents a couple more times!"

These words had an outstanding effect.

Many people wore expressions of shame.

Seeing that there was a chance, Lin Mo pointed directly to a vendor selling steamed buns.

"Instead of wasting your time here, you should go back and make a couple more steamed buns!"

He then pointed to a burly blacksmith.

"And you! Instead of kneeling here and wearing your knees out, you should go to the blacksmith and have a few more hoes made!"

"Blackwind City is currently undergoing massive construction, and there's a shortage of manpower everywhere. There's plenty of work to do and plenty of food to eat!"

"If you want to eat your fill, go find work! Do you think you can expect something for nothing forever?"

Lin Mo's words were forceful and uncompromising, showing no mercy whatsoever.

Everyone stared at him dumbfounded, unable to process what he was seeing for a moment.

immortal……

Aren't they all kind-hearted and compassionate, dedicated to saving all living beings?

Why is Immortal Lin acting like a debt collector, so fierce?

This doesn't feel right!

Just then, the old man who had been so heartbroken earlier was the first to stand up, his face flushed red.

"My lord... no, the city lord is right! We have to rely on ourselves!"

"Let's go! I'm going to forge iron! Watch me forge a mountain of gold and silver!"

A man also got up, patted the dirt off his knees, and looked excited.

Then, whoosh,

Everyone stood up.

"Yes, yes, yes! Let's get to work!"

"I need to hurry and set up my tofu stall; business is sure to be good today!"

"Let's go, let's go home and hug my wife!"

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the street, which had been packed with people, was completely cleared away.

Everyone was as energetic as if they'd been injected with adrenaline, their faces beaming with anticipation for the future, hurrying off to their own lives.

Lin Mo let out a long sigh, feeling completely drained.

Being a god is more tiring than being a construction foreman.

He swayed back to his carriage, plopped down, and was about to rest when the [Map of Mountains and Rivers] in his mind suddenly flashed a few times.

Ok?

Is there something wrong?

Lin Mo focused his mind and immediately immersed his consciousness in the map.

The camera zoomed in instantly, focusing on the vicinity of the west gate of Blackwind City.

Several ragged, emaciated refugees stood timidly in front of a steamed bun stall.

One of the men, his hands trembling, handed over a few dark copper coins, looking at the stall owner pleadingly.

"Boss, please have mercy! We haven't eaten for days... We're just one copper coin short, could you...?"

The stall owner was a burly man who looked at the outsiders warily and waved his hand impatiently.

"Get out of here! Not a single copper coin short! My rules can't be broken!"

"Now that life's better in the city, all sorts of Tom, Dick, and Harry want to take advantage. If you don't have money, get lost!"

Seeing his child crying from hunger, the refugee panicked and reached out to grab the steamed buns from the steamer.

"You dare to rob me?!"

The stall owner flew into a rage, shoved him aside, and the two immediately began to fight.

The surrounding people immediately gathered around, standing aside and pointing and whispering.

A small-scale brawl was about to break out.

"Swish! Swish!"

Two black figures darted out from the alleyway next door and instantly appeared in the center of the conflict.

It was the patrolling imperial guards.

One of the male guards reached out and easily blocked the stall owner's punch, his voice icy.

"Fighting is prohibited within the city; violators will be sent to the Zhenfu Division."

Those few simple words made the stall owner shudder and turn pale.

Another female guard walked up to the family of refugees.

She was tall and slender, her black outfit highlighting her curvaceous figure, and her pretty face was as cold as ice.

She merely gave him a cold glance, and the refugee man was so frightened that he dared not move.

"New here?"

The female guard spoke, her voice clear and crisp.

"Yes...yes..."

"Go to the East Square to register, receive your identity card and three days' rations, and the government will arrange your accommodation."

After the female guard finished speaking, she pointed to the east and said no more.

The refugee family was stunned at first, then their faces broke into unbelievable ecstasy, and they kowtowed repeatedly to the two imperial guards.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

The minor incident was quickly quelled after the arrival of the Imperial Guards.

Lin Mo watched all of this in his mind and nodded in satisfaction.

Indeed, this investment in the hegemony was well worth it.

The Zhenfu Division's aloof thugs are incredibly efficient.

However, this minor conflict also served as a reminder to him.

Lin Mo immediately brought up the territory panel of Black Wind City.

[Territory: Blackwind City]

Population: 16258 (+437)

[Popular Support]: 93 (The people's hearts are with you)

[Security]: 91 (Doors are left unlocked at night)

【resource】:……

Lin Mo's eyes lit up instantly when he saw "+437" next to the population column.

Good guy.

In less than a day, the city had more than 400 new residents.

It seems the news of Blackwind City's dramatic transformation overnight has already spread.

In other places, seeing so many refugees suddenly pouring in would probably cause them a lot of headaches.

But in Lin Mo's eyes... these were hardly refugees.

These are clearly the lively and energetic Ba Ye points rushing towards him!

Each new person brings an additional source of faith.

Get 100,000 of them, and you can earn 10,000 Hegemony Points in a single day!

What about the [Heavenly Crafting Furnace]? Are those mysterious medicinal herbs worth millions of Hegemony Points far away?

"We've struck it rich!"

Lin Mo was so excited that he slapped his thigh and almost jumped up from the stone bench.

However, despite the excitement, the minor conflict at the city gate earlier also exposed some problems.

With more people, management must keep up.

Otherwise, relying solely on the Imperial Guards to arrest people everywhere is only a temporary solution and not a fundamental one.

We must make clear and specific arrangements for these newly arrived refugees.

Housing, employment, and ideological education—none of them can be neglected!

Housing is easy to find; with a wave of the hegemony points, you can have as many as you want.

Finding a job is easy; the city is undergoing massive construction, and there's a shortage of labor.

But this management...

We need someone who understands people's hearts, is ruthless, and can keep the situation under control.

In Lin Mo's mind, the image of that alluring figure in a black uniform flashed before his eyes.

Feng Niang.