You became an emperor by letting me AFK.

Chaos.

Feng Tianyin watched helplessly as the fanatical believers caused panic.

They wouldn't directly engage in vandalism, looting, arson, murder, or plunder, but some would take advantage of the chaos. Some with malicious intent would seize the opportunity to steal, rob, or even commit arson, visibly destabilizing the city.

"Fire! Where's the water? Help!"

"Take whatever you can and run. I think this place is finished. Let's get out of here."

"I'm not going to mess around with you guys anymore. I've already bought my ticket to Daqian."

"Tch, what kind of good place is a country that can spread such madness? I'm going back to the countryside, no, I'm going to live in seclusion forever."

“Yes, I hate the noise of those machines. I want to go somewhere quiet.”

Each held their own opinion.

The movement directly impacted the area, causing calm individuals to evacuate, while the fanatics, though largely uninvolved, were simply causing chaos. Because these areas were not long-established parishes, the presence of many heretics amplified the conflict.

Feng Tianyin witnessed many violent fights.

Moreover, the dramatic social changes have inspired many escapists to hide away. For most conservatives, the major technological updates every few years are too shocking and cause a sense of anxiety.

Why is the world changing so fast?

They instinctively rejected it, feeling it was wrong; they opposed both technology and the natural order, but their fists were no match for the empire's.

So those with family wealth simply ran away and stayed home.

So be it.

After withdrawing her gaze, Feng Tianyin described the situation to her colleagues and asked:

"Those regions that were once predominantly infidels are now undergoing a violent conversion of fanatics, disrupting the established order. Although they have culturally aligned themselves with the Great Qian Dynasty, I don't think we should annex them for the time being. What do you think?"

Jiang Bai replied, "Political domination and covert infiltration are two different things. If we choose the former, the cost we need to pay will be too high."

She shook her head, unwilling to pay attention to such a small country.

The current chief's style has consistently focused on building the economy and investing in technology, with little interest in expansion.

According to Jiang Bai's view, even if it expands, it will be within the sphere of influence, which is different from the homeland.

Zhuang Qing is on her way to Borneo.

Gegentana said leisurely, "I suggest taking this opportunity to let the Heavenly Dao Sect get involved completely and try to get them to convert. Don't force them, and don't spend too many resources. Let's just go with the flow and give it a try."

"Proceed according to your plan. Our immediate priority is to prepare for long-distance ocean exploration, once Jiang Chaosheng's fleet is ready."

Feng Tianyin continued studying the new map.

She probably inherited her love for map coloring from Xia He, the creator of the map. Ever since she created the world map, she has been obsessed with it and has probably come up with several plans.

End of the meeting.

It wasn't even a meeting; the imperial central government made a decision in just a few words.

Meanwhile, the changes in the peripheral areas gradually caught the attention of the newspapers:

"The Frenzy Following the Heavenly Ritual: A Closer Look at the Fanatic Phenomenon"

A large number of believers converted to the Tiandao Sect.

How should we deal with this phenomenon? Looking for answers in the historical events of Lvgukou, learning from history.

The legitimacy of empires is always repeatedly validated by secular beliefs.

They had already missed their chance to join the empire.

The various newspapers of the Great Qian Dynasty, whether with straightforward reporting, sarcastic remarks, or mere spectatorship, all carried a detached, condescending air. What business was it of theirs with this tiny, remote place?

It's just something to talk about.

In many people's eyes, they are nothing more than possessing some of the culture of the Great Qian Dynasty, but they have not yet converted to it and are not protected by the Heavenly Way, so they deserve it.

They've caused large-scale pollution incidents before.

In fact, things haven't calmed down over the years; barbarian tribes or clans often reappear in the peripheral areas.

Admittedly, weaker civilizations, lacking sufficient control over their surroundings, are prone to creating fog zones, which can easily breed chaotic units—this is something the world is trying to achieve. But ultimately, isn't it still because you are weak? You even need the Great Qian to clean up your mess.

What a terrible teammate.

They looked down on these changes in the remote border region and paid them no heed.

However, the temple could not simply stand idly by.

In fact, Feng Tianyin didn't even need to ask anything; telegrams had already been delivered from the chaotic region:

"We request Daqian to maintain order, as we are concerned about potential pollution and hope for collaborative management."

Just right.

The temple values ​​having a legitimate reason for its actions and always considers the limits of its power. Acting in the name of protection is certainly better than direct violent intervention, allowing both sides to get what they need and progress together.

Feng Tianyin seized the opportunity and immediately dispatched troops.

After she signed the order, she handed over the specific personnel arrangements to Gergentana, while the Great Prophet had already been chosen:

"Dai Qingshuang, go and take over this new parish. We need to expand our manpower."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Today, this immortal psychic has risen to the highest level of the court council, standing out from the crowd and being the unanimously recognized and reliable candidate. She is the only one who can be chosen.

New work is coming.

Dai Qingshuang set off quickly with her mission, and happened to meet Song Jingyun, who was in charge of the branch venue.

They were all stopping at the port of Northern Medan, the capital of Borneo, for supplies.

Amidst the vast expanse of sky and sea, Dai Qingshuang waved to the figure on the deck from afar, "Senior, the festival is over. Would you like to go for a stroll outside together? Let's do it together."

"Okay, let's take a break."

With a light leap, Song Jingyun crossed the distance between the two ships and stood steadily on the mast, responding with a smile.

Among the apprentices that Gegentana has taken on, she is currently the youngest and the most talented.

As the person directly responsible for missionary promotion, the Great Prophet's every move was significant, and he was always strict in accepting disciples. His high regard for this young man must indicate exceptional talent, and he had indeed already distinguished himself in battle on several occasions.

It's her era now.

Since the two superiors have made the decision, there's no problem with the fleet.

The accompanying naval officer ordered them to speed up and depart.

Ugh!

The steam whistle roared, and the enormous steam turbines vibrated the entire hull, making your arms go numb even when gripping the railings.

An entire fleet set off swiftly; this is the current efficiency of the Great Qian Navy.

Since Feng Tianyin strongly encouraged the construction of steamships, they have been deployed to the military on a large scale, forming a steel fleet, which has now completed its steam conversion.

The immense power made armor possible.

The metallic feel emanating from Dai Qingshuang's feet signified its sturdiness, rendering ordinary naval cannons meaningless.

They're practically walking VIPs.

The outdated cannons of those mere pirates couldn't penetrate their defenses at all.

On the contrary, its speed is not bad, and the impact force brought by its huge mass alone can easily tear apart the mermaid monsters that were once considered troublesome. Those guys' flesh and blood bodies are no match for steel.

Such a massive fleet is the source of their confidence.

Years of naval development have led to a transformation in their combat capabilities, efficiency, and organization.

Even from a purely tourism perspective, the bright sunshine and gentle sea breeze made the two high priests feel refreshed and relaxed, breathing in the industrial coal dust that was different from the city, and embracing nature after a long time.

"A good omen."

Dai Qingshuang stretched and handed her senior a glass of juice.

Similar supplies are plentiful on board, and a fleet often needs to be equipped with a large amount of logistics, which is part of ensuring combat effectiveness.

Not to mention juice, they also have ice cream, snacks and all sorts of other treats.

"You've just been dispatched from the temple, you should know what's next, right?" Song Jingyun cut to the chase: "Is His Majesty planning to begin exploring the New World? And starting with missionary work?"

"Yes, but the ocean is the first challenge."

"We have thoroughly explored the inland seas, but we still lack understanding of the more distant oceans."

"Indeed, we can directly mobilize the fleet to our destination because there are plenty of supply lines around, but it's different when we go to the New World."

"I'm getting old, and I can't travel around like I used to."

"You're still young, senior."

This wasn't flattery, but the truth. Song Jingyun was over half a century old, yet she remained youthful and beautiful. Back then, she was a genius from Nanyuan City, possessing exceptional spiritual energy. Her body, constantly immersed in this power, naturally retained its youthful appearance.

Moreover, the Inner Sanctuary has conducted in-depth research on the life force of the subspace over the years.

In addition, the spiritual institute invented related techniques.

It's not difficult for psionicists in the Empire to extend their lifespan; living several decades longer than their expected lifespan of 80 is now a breeze.

The longer you persevere, the more technological breakthroughs will emerge.

Back then, Feng Tianyin complained that the useful helpers in the temple had too short lifespans, but she didn't expect that the third leadership team would have greatly alleviated this problem. With their level of spiritual energy, they would be on standby for a long time.

"Haha, you're right."

Song Jingyun smiled gently. In fact, she was considered young for her age in the political arena, with plenty of time to make achievements. The future held many more magnificent days, and even more accomplishments awaited her.

Dai Qingshuang continued, "I think the most difficult thing before exploring the New World was opening up reliable sea routes."

"That must be a massive military operation."

"Well, we're just playing around with small-scale operations right now."

The fleet the two were in soon arrived at its destination, where, as expected, pirates took advantage of the situation to cause trouble.

"The Great Qian Navy!"

They were as frightened as mice before a cat, and hastily set sail. But faced with the overwhelming firepower of the Great Qian Navy, they were targeted and blown up one by one, becoming floating debris at sea, no longer able to harm anyone else.