Time-traveling island

On the earthen slope, Lin An watched the group of ragged, emaciated ancient people leave.

The job fair presentation went fairly well, so he made a special trip back to the drilling platform to get a megaphone. However, he didn't use a landing ship to make a scene; he only used a small auxiliary robot to prevent anyone from launching a sneak attack.

After everyone left, Lin An was about to return with Wang Wanxiu when he heard someone shout loudly from ahead, "Immortal Lin, please wait a moment!"

Lin An had noticed them before, knowing they were from the city, wearing silk robes that were completely different from those of the disaster victims, and there were dozens of people with long knives at their waists separating the disaster victims.

He stopped, and the group of people hurried forward. Before they even got close, they bowed and greeted him. When they reached him, they looked at him with excited eyes and bowed again, calling him Immortal Lin.

"Just call me Lin An, I'm not some kind of deity."

Lin An smiled slightly.

He had no intention of pretending to be a deity in front of the ancients. Even if he could pretend to be a deity now, they would gradually learn about his origins once the two worlds began to communicate.

Wang Zhixing hurriedly introduced the two sides, mainly introducing Lin An to several officials in the city, such as the prefect, the commandant, the registrar, and the chief clerk.

"Everyone, please. Let's sit down and talk."

Lin An remained calm and composed. He had recently discussed business with his superiors and hosted many elves for a visit to the island. Now, upon seeing a prefect from an ancient dynasty, he was able to remain unfazed.

"Mr. Lin, please!"

Prefect Li Boyi dared not be presumptuous. He had received news from Magistrate Wang early this morning and had come to await the arrival of the immortal.

After Lin An appeared, he looked at it from afar and carefully examined the silver-white box floating in front of Lin An. He couldn't tell what it was, and could only guess that it was probably a treasure used by the gods in heaven.

A moment later, Lin An sat cross-legged on the haystack, with the well-behaved Miss Wang Wanxiu sitting behind him with her knees bent. Li Boyi and the others sat opposite him, while Wang Zhixing and the others stood to his side.

A servant brought tea.

However, Lin An didn't drink it; he took it and put it on the ground.

Li Boyi was the first to ask, "May I ask, Mr. Lin, from which sacred land have you come to our country?"

He could tell that Lin An was not from Shun.

Lin An said, "My origins are too complicated to explain in a few words. If you have time to visit my island someday, you will see it for yourself and then you will know how vast the universe is. Right now, your vision is limited to Shun Kingdom, so you won't understand even if I say more. If you really want to understand, or if you need to write a memorial, just think of me as someone who came from an overseas fairy island."

He spoke rather rudely, belittling everyone's perspective.

However, Li Boyi and the others dared not show their anger. Instead, they became even more respectful and asked, "Mr. Lin has come to our country, bringing blessings and distributing porridge to the people. Besides helping important people with their work, is there anything else of great importance to you? If there is anything we can do to help, Mr. Lin, please just tell us!"

Lin An thought for a moment and said, "According to our laws, hiring people to work abroad requires visas. But as things stand, I heard from Miss Wang that there is constant warfare in various parts of Shun Kingdom, the government is corrupt, and it is difficult to take care of the people suffering from the war."

Therefore, I believe we should help the people first, and then discuss the issue of people going abroad to work with your Shun Kingdom later.

Li Boyi didn't quite understand some of what was said, but he could understand the general meaning. He nodded and said, "According to the law, ordinary people are not allowed to leave the pass to trade with people from other countries. But we can't worry about that now. Mr. Lin, please take your people to the island first. I will write to the court later and ask His Majesty to make a decision."

Lin An laughed and said, "Didn't Miss Wang say that your emperor is only a few years old?"

One sentence made everyone's expression change. Wang Wanxiu originally didn't dare to discuss the emperor in public, but when she thought that Young Master Lin had a landing ship with supernatural power, she felt relieved.

Li Boyi quickly smiled and said, "Although His Majesty is young, he has ministers such as the Grand Tutor and the Grand Marshal, and there are also close ministers in the palace who assist His Majesty in making decisions. Mr. Lin, rest assured, the decree will be issued to Anxing County."

"How long will it take to get there?" Lin An asked specifically.

Commandant Song, standing next to Li Boyi, quickly answered, "Anxing County is more than two thousand li from the capital. It will take at least half a month, and at most a month, for the imperial decree to be issued!"

Lin An nodded: "In that case, I'll take my men and leave first, and come back in twenty days."

He had to take 100,000 people with him no matter what; he couldn't just wait for the imperial decree to come down.

He estimated that it would take at least six months to a year for the island to develop to the point where it needed to engage in time-space trade.

Seeing that Mr. Lin was about to leave, Li Boyi quickly said, "There is something I would like to ask Mr. Lin to consider."

"Oh?"

"Half a month ago, news came that the rebel Huang Cheng was leading his army south from Donghai County, bypassing the general's forces heading north to suppress the rebellion, and heading straight for Jiangnan, aiming directly for my Anxing County!"

Li Boyi expressed his concerns, "I have already written to several prefectures in Jiangnan requesting troops to come to our aid, but this bandit is cunning and has repeatedly escaped the imperial court's encirclement and suppression. Now, the military forces in Jiangnan are depleted, so I dare to ask Mr. Lin to take charge of Anxing Prefecture. If we can scare this bandit away, the imperial court..."

"No!"

Lin An interrupted him, saying solemnly, "I alone can withstand a million soldiers from your Shun Kingdom. Changing dynasties is a piece of cake for me!"

These words were far more shocking than asking the emperor how old he was.

Li Boyi and the others looked shocked, and Wang Zhixing and the others dared not say anything more.

Lin An continued, "But I won't easily interfere in your country's affairs, however..."

He hesitated again.

Historical records show that sieges in ancient times often meant the death of many people. For example, the piles of bones outside Yu Bi City can still be seen more than a thousand years later.

But if we intervene, should we force both sides to withdraw their troops, or force the rebellious Huang Cheng to surrender? Or should we support a change of dynasty and abolish the corrupt Shun dynasty?

and many more.

There are many things to consider.

"I will consider this matter before making a decision!"

Lin An did not make a hasty decision about the future of an ancient dynasty. He focused on doing his own job first and waited until he had more information before making a decision.

"Yes, yes."

Li Boyi dared not offer any more advice. He could see that Mr. Lin was domineering and did not care about the Shun Kingdom's court at all. He, a mere prefect, was even less of a concern.

Even high-ranking positions and generous salaries couldn't sway him.

But someone spoke up at this moment: "Even so, we urge Mr. Lin, for the sake of the people, to repel the bandit Huang Cheng!"

Lin An glanced at him, laughed, and pointed to the surrounding camp: "Why didn't you consider the 100,000 refugees outside the city before?"

The man's face flushed red, and he kowtowed, not daring to utter a sound.