Terraria: The Digitalized Me Is Causing Chaos

Carrying Qian He, he returned to the world of "Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber."

Qian He curiously sized up the room, a glint of light occasionally flashing in his eyes.

"Martial Nephew, what place is this?"

He had merely placed his hand on that green crystal, and a map magically appeared before his eyes.

Following Yang Tao's instructions, he found the same symbol as the crystal on the map, and the next moment he appeared in this unfamiliar room.

The room was not dim; it could even be described as exceptionally bright, with sunlight streaming into the room through a huge glass window.

Hearing Qian He's question, a smile appeared on Yang Tao's face as he said, "This place isn't far from Mount Hua."

As he spoke, he led Qian He out of the room, and immediately, they saw a bustling city, with pedestrians on the road in the distance, a lively scene.

"Another slime! Hurry, someone come!"

"Wuhu! Finally saved up enough for a gold coin!"

"You TM are stealing my monster! Do you know who I am?"

"Who gives a TM who you are? Except for Lord Yang's people, even if you're the King of Heaven, I'm still stealing this monster."

As soon as they stepped out, they heard a burst of noisy sounds.

Black lines immediately appeared on Yang Tao's forehead. Qian He looked at everything around him in astonishment. This scene was simply a shock to his worldview.

It was no less than when he first learned about the existence of ghosts in the world as a child.

Yang Tao's appearance immediately attracted the attention of all the common people. Many of them ignored the monsters with low health and knelt on the ground.

"Greetings, Lord!"

"Lord!"

The voices rose in waves, and the fanatical gazes, coupled with the hoarse shouts, reminded Qian He of the cultists he had encountered in the past.

Seeing that the slimes were all smashing into people, Yang Tao quickly shouted, "Stop TM bowing! Clear the monsters first!"

Hearing his angry shout, everyone stood up with even more fanatical expressions and rushed towards the nearest monsters.

Yang Tao shook his head helplessly.

"Alas, we still need to enlighten the people. This won't do."

Reading is very useful. Even reading novels can teach you a lot of miscellaneous knowledge.

"Martial Uncle Qian He, come with me."

The voice interrupted Qian He's inner thoughts. He looked at Yang Tao with the eyes of someone looking at a cult leader, but he was also curious about where Yang Tao had gotten so many people.

And these strange creatures.

Blue, green, and round like balls, they didn't seem very strong, but was this number a bit too much?

Filled with questions, Qian He didn't move rashly and followed behind Yang Tao towards the bustling city.

Soon, a man dressed in a scholar's robe appeared before Yang Tao and bowed his head without saying a word.

"Lord, you're back!"

Yang Tao waved his hand helplessly and said, "Alright, stop bowing and stand up."

"Little Li, where's your father?"

Kneeling on the ground was none other than Little Li, whom he had seen in the administrative hall last time. His father was the logistics manager of Xuan Ying City.

Hearing Yang Tao's words, Little Li immediately climbed up from the ground, stood respectfully to the side, and said, "Lord, my father and the others have gone on an expedition with the army."

"Xuan Ying City is now under my management."

A surprised expression appeared on Yang Tao's face. "Your father went on an expedition with the army? What's a logistics manager doing there?"

Little Li said with a sheepish smile, "Lord, our Xuan Ying City can be said to be militarily strong, and we are invincible in battle."

This was pure nonsense. Using weapons from after World War II to fight Yuan Dynasty soldiers, if they weren't invincible, they could just find a crooked-neck tree and hang themselves.

"Get to the point."

"Oh, my father went to take stock of the spoils of war."

Yang Tao then nodded and casually asked, "Where has Er Shi Qi (Twenty-Seven) advanced to now?"

"They just captured Chang'an the day before yesterday and are now busy reorganizing the troops."

"Pfft… cough cough."

Yang Tao was caught off guard by this explosive news, staring at Little Li and asking, "Where? Chang'an?"

"The army is only two thousand strong at most. You went to attack Chang'an? If you had twenty thousand, wouldn't you go attack the capital?"

Although Chang'an was not the Yuan Dynasty's capital, it was also the capital of the Tang Dynasty. The Yuan court must have arranged a large number of troops in Chang'an.

Little Li said with a sheepish smile, "Lord, the two thousand men you mentioned was two months ago."

"Now our army has at least two hundred thousand. Several large cities and dozens of towns around are now within your sphere of influence, Lord."

Yang Tao: "…"

"I've only been gone for a little over a month. How does it feel like I've been gone for several years? Now, tell me about the situation here."

While walking towards his house, he listened to Little Li's report.

"What? You said we now have four million people? Where did these people come from?"

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, only 65 million people were left. Shaanxi is indeed populous, but it's impossible to have 4 million people in just two months.

Hearing Yang Tao's question, a deep-seated hatred flashed in Little Li's eyes.

"Lord, the Yuan dogs treat the Han people like pigs and dogs. Since we started our uprising and resisted the Yuan army's attacks head-on, the news has spread throughout the world."

"And now, every day, a large number of displaced people are traveling from various provinces to our sphere of influence, all for the sake of getting a full meal."

"Moreover, according to the policies you conveyed earlier, Lord, the lives of the people have improved a lot. Some displaced people come, stay for half a month, and then return to their original locations, leading more displaced people to come."

Yang Tao remembered the brutal records of the Yuan army in history books and understood that his appearance had given the people of the world a glimmer of hope to stand up.

After Yaya Mountain, there were no more Han people.

Yang Tao is now going to let the Han people stand up again.

Returning to his room, Yang Tao sat on the chair, listening to Little Li's report, answering Yang Tao's various questions as he spoke.

After a while, many literati dealing with government affairs walked in from outside, holding various reports in their hands.

"Lord, how should we deal with the aristocratic families?"

Hearing this, Yang Tao frowned slightly, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes. He said in a cold voice, "All aristocratic families who have defected to the Yuan court will be completely eliminated, and as for those spineless literati, kill them too."

Yang Tao didn't care about those with money and ability, but if you want to be a dog, then I'll give you the treatment a dog deserves.

"But… governing the world…"

Little Li hesitated. Although the aristocratic families of today are not as powerful as they were during the Tang Dynasty, possessing the strength to contend with the emperor, they still possess considerable power.

Hearing this, Yang Tao's expression turned serious, and he slammed his hand heavily on the table, making a bang, and shouted:

"What does governing the world have to do with them? We must cultivate our own scholars. The era of pedantry is over!"

"I want to govern the world with the people."

In just a few words, the fate of the aristocratic families in this world was decided.

Constitutional monarchy must be put on the agenda, or else, like Zhu Yuanzhang, who did everything himself, he was afraid he would be annoyed to death.

Hearing Yang Tao say this, the civil officials in the room immediately knelt on the ground and shouted, "Yes, Lord."

None of them raised any objections. Their admiration for Yang Tao was even greater than that of the common people because they knew more of Yang Tao's god-like deeds.

Whether it was those magical pumpkins or the weapons used by the gods.

Just the various crops that Yang Tao brought back from the Republic of China era were enough to make the people of the world sell their lives for him.