Chapter 122: Your Majesty! Wonders Build the Nation!

"What on earth was that creature..."

Nightfall crept through the window. Mo Fangyuan leaned back in his chair, unable to shake the memory. He still could not fathom what that "door" with a boss health bar actually was.

It didn't feel like a monster; from the very beginning, it hadn't truly launched an attack against him, and its attitude toward Mo Fangyuan seemed, if anything, neutral. If that "door" had truly been hostile, Mo Fangyuan would have been dead long ago. But it didn't feel like a living creature either; he had never heard of a "stone door" being a biological entity.

"So, what exactly is it?"

A mobile portal? Or perhaps some invisible creature carrying a portal, tricking him into thinking the portal itself was the entity? Who knew!

Better to avoid unnecessary trouble. Since the entity held a neutral stance toward the Block People and didn't slaughter them like monsters did, there was no need for Mo Fangyuan to worry about it for now. As long as it didn't threaten the Block Kingdom, it could do whatever it pleased—preferably, it could go cause trouble for the monster factions instead.

"Let's hope so..."

Even if the boss was neutral, if the Block Kingdom ever possessed the strength, Mo Fangyuan would still want to neutralize such an unstable variable. No faction likes having an independent, high-combat-power unit wandering near their borders. Even if the entity was friendly, anything that didn't belong to their faction was an unstable danger.

"Gawk, gawk, gawk!"

Deep into the night, the chickens and ducks in the poultry farm let out loud cries, announcing the arrival of darkness to the Block Kingdom.

"My body is falling apart!"
"You're only falling apart? I feel like I'm about to turn into an experience orb!"

The young officials from the Department of Civil Affairs walked side by side toward the central castle, their bodies weary but their spirits incredibly high. They had spent half the day coordinating with their colleagues from the Department of Industrial Affairs, successfully arranging personal information and living arrangements for fifty-three new immigrants. Every new arrival now had a job and a home in the residential district. With their work and lives settled, they would integrate into the kingdom's society as soon as they adapted. These officials felt like glorious contributors to the kingdom's growth.

[Knowingly breaking the law, the crime is compounded.]
[Disregarding the law, the punishment is increased.]

A lantern hung from the ceiling of the office, casting a soft, gentle glow. The quill in Mo Fangyuan's hand moved rhythmically across the pristine paper. The lantern was a product of a blacksmith’s epiphany after leveling up—crafted from a torch surrounded by eight iron nuggets. Compared to a regular torch, a lantern was harder for monsters to destroy, could hang in mid-air, and lasted twice as long, burning for six hours. Since its durability alone outperformed torches, Mo Fangyuan naturally wouldn't let such an upgrade pass him by. He had already ordered the Material Management Bureau to allocate resources, the Industrial Department to guide production, the Interior Ministry to supervise quality, and the Construction Department to execute the installation, aiming to replace all torches in the Block Kingdom with lanterns as soon as possible.

[They are telling the truth! His Majesty the King is a great sage!]
[We have a new life! It is all thanks to His Majesty!]
[This truly is paradise!]
[Current number of believers and supporters: 992]
[Blade of the Empire constant attack power +1]

In a daze, Mo Fangyuan entered that blue space once more, hearing the voices of his people.

"This is...?"

Coming to, Mo Fangyuan pulled out the Blade of the Empire. The attributes had indeed changed.

[Constant Attack Power: 30]

The damage had risen from 29 to 30.

"So that's what it means by 'growing stronger alongside the wielder'..." Mo Fangyuan realized. The strength of the sword was tied to the strength of the support and recognition it received. The more Block People who identified with him or his philosophy, the stronger the Blade of the Empire became. The crimson glow of the blade seemed even more vibrant in the dim air.

"Don't get cocky! Play it safe, don't overreach!" Recalling the beating he received from that "door," his ego, which had begun to soar, sank back down to the seabed. "Always walking by the river, bound to get your shoes wet..." He used the wisdom of his ancestors to remind himself to prioritize the big picture.

"Daddy, is this our new home? It's so beautiful!"
A frail little girl walked cautiously into the three-bedroom, one-kitchen apartment. Her movements were timid, but her eyes shone with intense longing.

"Thank you, thank you so much! I am so grateful..." The girl's father, wearing a patched gray robe, bowed repeatedly to the resettlement staff outside the door.

You ask about her mother? She died during a monster invasion.

"No, no, please! All Block People are born equal; you're making me uncomfortable... If you want to thank someone, thank His Majesty the King. This policy was issued by him; I am merely the executor..." The young official’s face was flushed with joy.

"Thank the King! Thank the King!" The girl's father clasped his hands together, struggling to express his gratitude with a raspy voice. His vocal cords had been taken by monsters along with his wife when their village was raided.

The little girl didn't understand all that. In her innocence, she only knew that she and her father had a new home. "The King is a good person!" the child naively believed that "King" was a person's name.

"That's for sure! His Majesty the King is a wonderful person!" The young official patted the girl's dry, sallow hair, secretly slipped her a piece of basic candy, and turned to leave.

[994]

Scenes like this were playing out constantly across the Block Kingdom.

[995]
[996]

Mo Fangyuan, already asleep, had no idea what surprises the next day would bring.

[997]
[998]

"Mmm... slept until broad daylight!" Mo Fangyuan had openly violated the "No Sleeping" treaty for night watchmen.

[999]
[1000]

"Eek!!!"

Mo Fangyuan was engulfed by a pillar of light, completely bewildered. He had become the light. The pillar pierced through the sky, visible to everyone in the Block Kingdom. Many of Mo Fangyuan's fanatic followers immediately recognized that the origin of the light was the King's bedchamber.

"His Majesty is indeed the Son of God! Protected by the sun!" many said.

At noon, in the kingdom's conference room.

"What do you all think?" Mo Fangyuan asked, expressionless, his hair standing up in a frizzy explosion. He was in a foul mood; not only had his sleep been interrupted, but his hairstyle had also been ruined.

"Your Majesty, this is a chance! A heaven-sent opportunity!" Old Fu spoke up first. "Building the Great Clock Tower can increase the Block Kingdom's crop production by 20%. It is crucial for our agricultural development—eight harvests a week is no longer a dream!"

"...Your Majesty! Wonders build nations!"