After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Su Xiaowan, who was perched on Zhou Yan's shoulder, whispered in his ear.

"It seems like God wants us to go to Dawu Mountain."

With the lucky buff from the four auspicious beasts on Zhou Yan's side, everything he does goes in the best direction. Before, in other regions, as long as there were any rewards to farm, Zhou Yan would encounter them after walking a few steps.

Even if there are no more rewards to farm, there will still be cannon fodder running to Zhou Yan's side to commit suicide and give Zhou Yan a reward.

And the discussion about Mount Dawu that I just overheard by the Awakened group by the river, if nothing unexpected happens, is also due to the effect of the "lucky one's halo".

Heaven is reminding Zhou Yan that Mount Dawu is safe and that he should go there.

Zhou Yan also experienced the Great Wu Mountain and indeed felt no great sense of crisis.

But that place is the sacred site of the Antarctic Emperor of Immortality...

"Row……"

Zhou Yan pushed the Nine-Colored Deer's head away from his clothes.

"It's getting late, let's get some rest today and go to Dawu Mountain early tomorrow morning."

The nine-colored deer's eyes lit up, and it immediately looked up and prayed.

"Heavens above, please let it get light soon, Qingcai begs you."

Zhou Yan laughed out loud. Back when he was still a primary school student, he would lie in bed looking at the night sky and wondering why it wasn't dawn yet when he thought about going on a field trip the next day.

Kiyosaki, that guy, is just like me back in the day...

Suddenly, a beam of light streaked across the sky, followed by boundless light that pushed aside the darkness, covering half of Penglai Island with the sun's rays.

Its daybreak.

At least in the area where Zhou Yan was located, it was already daylight, but the sun hadn't risen yet.

Qingcai gently nibbled at Zhou Yan's sleeve, full of anticipation.

"Brother, it's dawn. Shall we go to Mount Dawu?"

Zhou Yan: "..."

Is the difference between people, or rather, between auspicious beasts, really that great?

After half an hour.

Zhou Yan, along with the Nine-Colored Deer, Su Xiaowan, and the Chongming Bird, arrived at a mountain peak opposite Mount Dawu.

The nine-colored deer beside Zhou Yan shouted excitedly as soon as it saw Mount Dawu.

"Brother, brother, that's Mount Dawu. There are so many of Qingcai's friends there, and also some clever ones..."

When this little rascal saw his old home, his four little feet couldn't help but jump on the ground, clearly waiting for Zhou Yan's order to run towards Dawu Mountain.

Zhou Yan hugged the excited kid who was starting to act like a husky, stopping him from running off towards Dawu Mountain.

With his other hand, he took out a ball the size of a thumb from his pocket and threw it on the ground. The ball took root, twisted and expanded, and soon grew into the shape of Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan had made preparations before coming to Penglai Island. Given the danger of Penglai Island and the reputation of the Antarctic Longevity Emperor's Daoist Temple, even if Zhou Yan didn't sense any problems with his danger perception, he would never risk going alone and probing the bushes.

Therefore, it would be more appropriate to find a few disposable clone artifacts.

The clone that looked exactly like Zhou Yan nodded to him. Zhou Yan pointed to Mount Dawu, and the clone clenched its fist in its chest, patted its chest, and then ran off to Mount Dawu, as if to say, "I'll take care of this."

Zhou Yan closed his eyes and connected with the vision of his clone.

Chapter Nineteen: They're all dead.

Even clones have different levels.

The worst clone is just an illusion, the kind that can be teleported by throwing stones. A slightly better clone is one that has a bit of substance and can manipulate objects.

An even better one is the clone that Zhou Yan currently controls, which can share vision with the main body and also has a certain amount of physical strength.

This clone arrived at the foot of Mount Dawu under the great sunlight summoned by the Nine-Colored Deer.

After Zhou Yan reassured him that Mount Dawu was indeed safe, his clone began to ascend the steps at the foot of the mountain.

This Mount Dawu is the sacred site of the Antarctic Longevity Emperor. It has been renovated inside and out. The steps leading up the mountain were even carved directly out of the mountain without any trace of splicing.

Walking up the steps for about 100 meters, you can see several palaces on the mountainside that are either collapsed or covered with various vines and molds.

The clone went to a palace.

The mountain peak opposite.

Zhou Yan, who was holding the nine-colored deer to prevent the silly boy from running around, suddenly opened one eye.

Zhou Yan and his clone share a field of vision. His clone is currently inside a palace, but from Zhou Yan's perspective, his clone is just walking around on a flat area with nothing around him.

Zhou Yan: "..."

Illusion?

Because his clone was created from a less-than-ideal magical artifact, he could only provide a very ordinary clone. This clone could share Zhou Yan's vision, but Zhou Yan's own special abilities could not be passed on to this clone.

Therefore, this clone could only be trapped outside Mount Dawu by some illusion or something else, and kept doing useless work outside.

This is a bit troublesome.

The mine detector I brought with me could only wander around outside, and I was afraid of the danger if I went in myself.

Zhou Yan sensed the Great Wu Mountain again, and Bai Ze's sense of danger accurately told him that there was no danger in this place. Moreover, the awakened ones he had encountered before seemed to have mentioned many times that there was no danger in the Great Wu Mountain.

This attitude and statement clearly indicate that Heaven wants me to come and see for myself in this Great Wu Mountain.

Zhou Yan touched his pocket, inside which was the immortal bone given to him by Mother Qing.

"Brother, brother..."

The nine-colored deer, being held by Zhou Yan, began to grow impatient.

"Brother, Qingcai is going to Mount Dawu..."

"Qingcai is going to see Elder Lu and Elder He..."

Zhou Yan remained silent.

……

Lizhou, Dongya City.

Dongya City is a tourist city, and it relies on a few national holidays to make a living each year.

Therefore, two months before the Chinese New Year, the city held intensive meetings with its city councilors every day.

Inside the city hall's meeting room, the mayor stood at the head of the table and addressed the city councilors and heads of various departments in a loud voice.

"We must intensively publish various advertorials on the internet and various social media platforms in the coming months, Wang Tong!"

The propaganda minister stood up and said.

"Mayor, I have contacted several portal websites to make videos for us. The federal government says that there is a recent flu outbreak and hopes that citizens will stay at home and not go out unnecessarily for the next period of time."

The mayor slammed his fist on the table, annoyed.

"If we don't make any noise, we'll starve!"

The other city councilors wholeheartedly agreed.

The federal government's control over other state governments has long since declined, and given that Winterbud relies on only a few holidays each year, why would it respond to the flu call at a time like this?

Who feeds them?

So the mayor didn't care how many people would get sick or die. Anyway, the flu never stopped every year, and those who died from the flu were considered the weak who were eliminated by social Darwinism.

It's not a pity to die!

"We should ignore the federal government."

The mayor waved his hands outwards, making a gesture of rejection.

"Our salaries are paid by the citizens. Our main task is to ensure that our voters can make a fortune during the holidays in the coming months."

The propaganda minister shrugged.

“Okay, I will contact the most famous self-media people and university professors in the country and ask them to promote our city.”

The finance bureau chief nodded.

"I will approve the advertising expenses."

The police chief nodded in agreement.

"I will strengthen security management during this period to make our tourists feel that our city is safe and secure."

The mayor finally looked at the Minister of Health, who looked troubled.

The director of the health bureau hesitated.

"This...this doesn't seem right!"

The mayor said sternly.

"Okay, later you stand in front of the city TV camera and tell all the residents of the city that our city's publicity campaign this year should be canceled because of the flu."

The people in the city will tear me apart.

"Alright alright."

The health bureau chief shrugged.

"I will find some professionals to write articles on the theory that the flu is harmless."

The mayor nodded in satisfaction.

What a load of rubbish, what a terrible disease! Anyone who dares to stop the government from making money, even if they're a god, the mayor will have to...

The mayor's expression suddenly changed. He clutched his chest, trembled, and collapsed to the ground. The others present rushed over, but before anyone could call an ambulance, the mayor died suddenly from cardiac arrest.

……

Zhongzhou City, Municipal Government Square.

A march of thousands of people held signs and banners and chanted slogans.

"Oppose detention!"

"Oppose restrictions on freedom!"

Before Xuanwu summoned all those awakened by disease, the Ministry of Health had already announced measures such as city lockdowns and staying home to limit the spread of the virus.

This move sparked a backlash from the public. Some street politicians who were just waiting for the government to make a mistake so they could build their own image immediately mobilized their resources and pulled countless people into the streets to protest in front of the government.

People in democratic countries protest when wages are low, when working long hours, when oil prices rise, and they protest when they don't like the politician.

Protests are a simple and everyday activity, and the leaders of protest marches are just as ordinary as they are. During a protest march, one of them walks up to a reporter and speaks to the camera.

"We encounter the flu every year..."

"The flu is just like a common cold..."

"Look at me, I'm running around on the streets every day. I even kissed a pretty girl who was diagnosed with the flu yesterday. Oh, her enthusiasm has made my legs a little sore now."

A burst of laughter erupted.

The leader opened his arms.

"Look, I'm not..."

The leader's expression changed, and the man clutched his chest, collapsing to the ground in pain.

The convulsions continued.

……

Dashan Prefecture, Dayan City.

Xu Ruheng returned from the Dayan City Court looking exhausted.

More than two months have passed since we returned from the Ten Thousand Miao Mountains. During these two months, the federal government, together with the local state government, began a thorough investigation into the illegal activities of the entire Xu Group.

This was a perfectly normal thing to do, but what was really unusual was that the federal government's special envoy actually found a lot of evidence of Xu Ruheng's illegal activities.

Many of Xu Ruheng's capable deputies were arrested and prosecuted, and a large amount of assets were frozen. In just over two months, Xu Ruheng's group began to show signs of decline.

The vehicle soon arrived at one of Xu Ruheng's villas.