The spell's range covers the entire territory of China? Hand it over to the state.

Resettlement site at a western border crossing.

Zhang Wei was grabbing Lao Zhou by the collar, his fist about to strike. The surrounding crowd was also holding bricks, ready to rush forward and teach this ungrateful returnee a lesson.

Just then.

"when--"

A clear and melodious bell rang out suddenly from the depths of everyone's mind.

The sound was neither loud nor deafening, but like a gentle spring rain, it silently extinguished the burning, unsettling fire in people's hearts.

But that wasn't all.

Accompanying the tolling of bells are the clear, resonant sounds of the guqin, the desolate tones of the xun, and the crisp, clear notes of the flute.

The sound was clear and melodious, like a mountain stream gurgling or the wind rustling through the pines.

Graceful and elegant, like wild geese returning from beyond the clouds, like the moon setting over the river.

Sobbing and wailing, like smoke rising straight from the desert, like dust flying along an ancient road.

……

The sounds of countless instruments intertwine to create a magnificent and celestial melody that resonates in people's hearts.

In an instant, Zhang Wei's fist froze in mid-air.

He was stunned.

What kind of feeling is that?

It's like you've been running wildly through a frigid wilderness for three days and three nights, cold and hungry, with a pack of wolves chasing you. Just when you're about to break down, a door suddenly opens.

The warmth wafted in from inside the door, the fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, and steaming dumplings were laid out on the table. Mom was sitting on the sofa, smiling and calling you to wash your hands and eat.

All the grievances, all the fears, all the scheming, in an instant, all transformed into the purest form of peace of mind.

In a daze, Zhang Wei seemed to see a painting.

He saw the Tang Dynasty capital of Chang'an a thousand years ago, where people from all nations paid homage to the emperor, a testament to the magnanimity of embracing the world; he saw the figure of Yu the Great passing by his home three times without entering during a devastating flood; he saw countless ancestors dancing around bonfires on this land, holding handfuls of harvested rice in their hands.

That is inheritance.

That's a root.

"What...what am I doing?"

The bloodshot in Zhang Wei's eyes faded visibly, and the murderous aura that had threatened to tear everyone apart vanished. He looked at Old Zhou, his hair white and clothes disheveled, and saw only tolerance in the other man's eyes, devoid of anger.

pat.

Zhang Wei let go.

He took two steps back, looked at his hands that had just been about to hit someone, and suddenly felt a burning pain on his face.

Is this really the same person who orchestrates everything on Wall Street? For a single room, for a bite to eat, he actually attacks his own compatriots? He attacks those who are still desperately protecting them?

So embarrassing.

That's so embarrassing.

"I'm...I'm sorry."

Zhang Wei's voice trembled, but for the first time, he straightened his back, no longer like a frightened quail. He bowed deeply to Lao Zhou, so deeply that his forehead almost hit his knee.

"I...I was out of my mind just now." Zhang Wei looked up, his eyes red-rimmed. "I shouldn't have made those demands. We're all the same, we're all going home, I shouldn't have made an exception for myself."

The crowd around, holding bricks, were also stunned.

My earlier urge to "fight" vanished inexplicably, and instead, I felt that although the man in the suit was quite annoying earlier, he now seemed... rather pitiful. After all, who wouldn't want to vent after being wronged outside?

"It's alright, it's alright." One of the men threw down a brick, brushing the dust off his hands. "It's good that you're back. Once you're home, what obstacle can't you overcome?"

"Exactly, I was too impulsive just now, I shouldn't have scolded you."

"I have two bags of compressed biscuits. Would you mind having a bite?"

Atmosphere is a wonderful thing.

What was just a tense, powder keg has transformed into a large-scale family reunion in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Wei wiped away his tears, then suddenly seemed to remember something and looked at Lao Zhou, saying:

"Comrade, no need to arrange a single room for me, I'll sleep on the floor! Also... I work with data, I'm a top actuary! I just saw that your supplies registration form is too messy and inefficient! Could you give me a computer? I can help optimize the process! I guarantee I can create a supplies distribution model for this resettlement site within half an hour!"

Old Zhou was stunned for a moment, then a chrysanthemum-like smile bloomed on his bitter and resentful face.

Without any hesitation, he grabbed Zhang Wei's hand: "You can do it? That's absolutely amazing! What we need right now is someone who knows what they're doing! Come on, the computer's over here!"

……

In the supermarket.

The man in the suit who had been bending over to protect the salt box was now slowly standing up straight.

He looked at the box of salt, then at the old lady next to him who had been squeezed so much that she almost fell over, and suddenly felt incredibly ridiculous.

"Auntie, this box of salt...you can take two bags."

The man in the suit pushed the suitcase forward a little embarrassedly. "I was just being silly. I can't actually eat that much."

The woman was taken aback, then waved her hand dismissively: "Oh, what would I need so much for? My husband has high blood pressure, and it's not good for him to eat too much salt. Since the government says there's enough, there definitely is. When has our government ever lied to anyone?"

"Yes, yes."

The man in the suit chuckled as he put most of a box of salt back on the shelf, only taking two bags to put in his shopping cart. "As long as we're alive and the country is standing, will we ever lack food?"

In the aisle, the crowd that was originally jostling and pushing gradually became orderly.

"Excuse me, let the people with children over there pass first."

"Young man, don't try to grab that bag of rice. I see they're restocking the warehouse; there's plenty more."

In an instant, the agitated smell that had been lingering in the air dissipated.

Instead, there is a reassuring calmness.

Some people even started humming a song.

"The five-star red flag flutters in the wind..."

The singing started softly, but then, as if it were contagious, it spread from one aisle to another, until everyone in the supermarket was humming along.

This is a melody etched into our very bones, the best footnote to a glorious era.

……

Conference Room 1.

All the indicators on the screen are now a bright green.

Security Index: 98 (Extremely safe).

Public cohesion: 99 (Unity of all people).

Production efficiency: 100% (full power).

"Amazing... truly amazing."

The Minister of Civil Affairs looked at the latest report in his hand, his lips trembling with excitement.

"Just now, reports came in from below that the number of emergency calls to police stations across the country has dropped by 99%! Those troublemakers who were previously causing chaos are now vying to volunteer, to repair the city wall, to carry bricks! We can't stop them!"

"The public's level of awareness is now at the level of a political commissar!"

"This is what is meant by 'When rites and music collapse, people's hearts are scattered; when the world is prosperous and glorious, all people are at peace.'"

Long Yi picked up the large tea mug and drank, looking extremely comfortable.

The more capable Su Yun is, the happier he becomes, like an old father watching his son finally grow into a strong and upright man.

However, at this moment, the Minister of Civil Affairs suddenly changed the subject.

"Um... Commander, Comrade Su Yun."

The minister rubbed his hands together, pointing to the holographic map in front of him. "Now there's a new situation. These ordinary people are getting too ambitious, and they have nowhere to channel their energy. Especially some of the young people who have just become professionals, plus the 'intelligence buff' and 'prosperous era buff' that Comrade Su Yun just gave them, they're all clamoring to contribute to the country."

"All the work in China has been done, the production lines are smoking, and the production capacity... seems to be a bit excessive."

Long Yi raised an eyebrow: "That's a good thing."

The minister coughed twice, pulled out a map, and pointed to the small countries surrounding Longxia that had completely fallen because they lacked strong protectors.

By this time, these places had become a monster paradise, and countless refugees were gathering on the border, hoping to receive protection from Longxia.

"Sir, since Comrade Su Yun's skills are effective according to 'territorial boundaries'... does that mean that as long as it's our territory, this favorable weather, this intelligence, and this peaceful era can all be covered?"

Long Yi paused, his hand holding the teacup still. "What are you trying to say?"

"I mean..." Minister Zhang straightened his back, his eyes gleaming, "We're not doing this to invade, we're doing this to save lives! Look how pitiful the people of those small countries are! As a responsible major power, shouldn't Longxia also bring them under its 'protective umbrella'?"

"If we just move the boundary marker... a little bit outwards."

Minister Zhang made a "very little bit" gesture:

"Wouldn't that expand Comrade Su Yun's skill range? Wouldn't that give us a place to vent our excess production capacity? Like building a road next door, planting crops across the street, and helping them fight monsters while we're at it..."

"What do you call this? This is called 'technology-based poverty alleviation'! This is called 'humanitarian expansion'!"

There was a two-second silence in the conference room.

Then, all the ministers' eyes lit up.

Especially Agriculture Minister Liu Nong, who slapped his thigh:

"Old Zhang is right! I've been eyeing the plains next door for a long time. The land is fertile, but those people don't know how to cultivate it! If we plant our totem, the crops that grow there will be..."

The Minister of Science and Technology adjusted his glasses: "There seems to be a rare metal mine over there, which happens to be a source of materials we're short of..."

Looking at his old comrades who had just been frowning but were now eager to lead their troops into battle, Long Yi couldn't help but chuckle.

This skill effect is truly powerful.

This not only appeased public sentiment but also inadvertently activated the hidden "ambition" of these old guys.

"Comrade Su Yun," Long Yi turned to look at Su Yun, a smile in his eyes, "What do you think?"

Su Yun naturally agreed wholeheartedly.

He said in a deep voice:

"I think Minister Zhang makes a good point."

"Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures."

"A transformation unseen in a century, a long-cherished dream of the millennia-old Dragon Dynasty—perhaps it will unfold today, at this very moment!"