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

However, not everyone was grateful for Longxia's shelter.

People's hearts are unpredictable, especially in this apocalyptic world where we are on our last legs; malice often lurks deeper than any virus.

A corner of the refugee resettlement area.

A man with disheveled hair and a face smeared with thick black ash was huddled up, desperately gnawing on a white steamed bun. He looked no different from the other terrified refugees around him, perhaps even more wretched. Only his eyes, hidden beneath his dirty hair, darted around, revealing a cold, shrewd intelligence that contradicted his appearance.

"This is the defense line that Longxia is so proud of? It's nothing special."

The man let out a cold laugh in his heart.

He was an observer sent by the "Ark," codenamed "Mole."

Originally, his duty was simply to observe Long Xia's movements from the outside and see if there were any flaws in the Golden Great Wall.

However, he has now changed his mind and decided to cause trouble for Long Xia.

In his view, this so-called great Eastern power was utterly hopeless.

At a time like this, how dare they accept a large number of refugees?

Not to mention the food consumption, the plague and the depletion of supplies alone could wear down this army. Not to mention "spies" like him who have infiltrated the area; given the right opportunity, they could poison the water source or create panic among the crowd, and this place would instantly become a powder keg ready to explode.

"Eat up, have some more." The mole swallowed the last bite of its steamed bun, thinking maliciously, "Now that I'm full, it'll be time to get going."

……

Kunlun Palace, Conference Room No. 1.

A massive holographic sand table hovered in mid-air, representing the completed security line that had steadily advanced thirty kilometers outward. This was not merely a small step on the map, but rather signified that Longxia's territorial expansion plan had achieved initial strategic depth.

However, it's not all good news.

"My head hurts."

The Minister of Civil Affairs sighed as he looked at the report in his hand.

"Commander, Comrade Su Yun, we've brought him in, but this mess... is difficult to handle."

"How exactly?" Long Yi asked calmly. With the foundation of Longxia's enterprise newly established, he viewed the current difficulties as growing pains before taking off.

"These people are truly in a terrible state." The Minister of Civil Affairs counted on his fingers, "First of all, their health has collapsed. Severe malnutrition is the norm, along with skin ulcers caused by radiation, highly contagious mutant influenza, and some even have stomachs full of unknown parasites. The medical team we brought over worked non-stop for several hours, and several doctors almost collapsed from exhaustion. There simply wasn't enough medicine to go around."

"Secondly, there are psychological issues. Most people are terrified by the monsters they encounter along the way, and their PTSD, or post-traumatic stress disorder, becomes very severe. They scream at the slightest disturbance."

"The most troublesome thing is..."

The minister paused.

"They're not of our kind, and their thoughts are too complicated. Not only is there a language barrier, but there are also quite a few mystical individuals secretly forming some kind of doomsday cult, spreading the message that we're keeping them captive as bait for demons. If this panic spreads and tens of thousands riot, we can't exactly open fire on unarmed refugees, can we?"

The meeting room fell silent.

This is indeed a thorny issue. Saving people is easy, but supporting them is difficult, let alone a group of refugees who are physically and mentally disabled. If not handled properly, this group will not only be a burden, but will also drag Longxia into a quagmire.

"Now that you've entered our door, you must abide by our rules and reciprocate our loyalty."

Long Yi tapped his fingers lightly on the table, having anticipated this: "A combination of carrot and stick, we can't lose the wisdom of our ancestors. To make them obey, we must first instill awe in them, and then gratitude in them."

He looked at Su Yun: "Comrade Su Yun, I'm entrusting the second phase, 'Returning to the Heart,' to you."

Su Yun was leaning back in her chair with her eyes closed, resting, when she heard this and opened them.

He nodded and slowly stood up.

The second stage is actually quite simple: he relies on his skills to perform miracles in order to conquer the minds and bodies of the refugees.

This step was naturally not difficult for him.

Su Yun raised his right hand and gently tapped the air with his slender fingers.

……

Meanwhile, in the resettlement area.

The noisy world seemed to have been muted.

The surrounding suddenly quieted down.

The noise, cries, and curses that had been filling the air suddenly seemed to be cut off by an invisible hand.

The mole raised its head alertly.

next second.

He saw the light.

At first, it was a very pale purple hue rising from the eastern horizon. It didn't look like the rising sun, but rather like someone had splashed a bottle of purple ink into the clouds, instantly staining the entire sky.

Purple clouds rise from the east, stretching for 30,000 miles.

The light wasn't dazzling; instead, it had a strange sense of clarity that penetrated straight to the heart.

The mole froze the moment the purple light shone down.

He saw that the refugees, who had been in a daze, had all stopped moving. They stared blankly at the sky, their cloudy eyes gradually clearing.

That frenzied, beast-like drive to survive was forcefully suppressed by this purple aura.

Reason has regained the upper hand.

Everyone began to realize: What was I doing? Why did I steal that child's biscuit? Why did I urinate and defecate on the ground in the territory of my savior? Why did I curse the soldier who gave me the clothes?

Shame.

The purple aura awakened higher emotions called "shame" and "reason," bringing people back to the realm of "humanity."

"This is... group mind control?" The mole was horrified. How could this be? While psychic abilities are rare, they couldn't possibly cover such a large area! How much mental energy would that require? Even the brain developers of the Ark Alliance couldn't do it!

Before he could even comprehend the horror involved...

The celestial phenomena changed again.

The purple aura has not yet dissipated, but the greenery has already arrived.

The previously dry air suddenly became moist, and countless emerald green drizzles fell like silk.

The raindrops, glistening with crystalline luster, each drop brimming with boundless vitality.

【Azure Sea Tides Rise, Sweet Rain Falls】.

Rainwater fell on the back of the mole's hand, making a soft "sizzle" sound and rising a wisp of blue smoke.

The mole was horrified to discover that the green rainwater, when it fell on him, was corroding his skin like a strong acid!

"A biological weapon? Long Xia is going to kill everyone?!"