Spare Me, Great Lord!

At the current moment, there were at least eighty-thousand Practitioners and Metahumans gathered at the Pattaya coastline, as they lined up for ferries as if rushing for a temple fair.

It was only just now that the local tourist industry learned about the Spirit Qi dispersion from the much-anticipated remains. Thus, all available boats were immediately released to the site, but the number was still clearly not enough.

Meanwhile, Lu Shu attempted to carry people in the water for the first time in his life. After being transported underground to the seashore with Anthony’s help, Lu Shu took over and tried to lead Lu Xiaoyu across the sea.

Actually, it was not an easy feat for a Class C. But as early as the train incident the other day, Lu Shu had managed to convert his celestial powers into elemental forces for use, making him much more powerful in water.

He created a giant bubble in the sea, lined with reinforced seawater barriers, which allowed Lu Xiaoyu to breathe freely inside.

The water was relatively cloudy closer to the coast, and gradually turned clear only after twenty minutes. Lu Shu shot a glance at Lu Xiaoyu, who appeared ecstatic as if she had just entered an aquarium.

Suddenly, a thought crossed Lu Shu’s mind. Slowing down, he said, “Fish. Maybe they eat snacks.”

Lu Xiaoyu’s face lit up at the idea, and quickly took out a pack of chips from her ring. Holding a handful of ground chips in her palm, she reached out her hand beyond the bubble, attracting schools of fish around her hands.

In fact, Pattaya’s seashore was not a place for pretty fish and corrals. But Lu Xiaoyu was deeply intrigued by the novelty of the fresh experience.

Watching her silently, Lu Shu realized the world owed Lu Xiaoyu a colorful childhood.

After another twenty minutes, Lu Xiaoyu suddenly asked, “Are we lost, Lu Shu?”

“Impossible!” Lu Shu denied without hesitation.

“I’m sure we are. It’s supposed to be a thirty minutes’ distance and you are not slower than those ferries!”

“From Lu Xiaoyu’s distress, +199!”

“It’s because I wanted to show you the scenery here!” Lu Shu insisted.

“Good try.”

Indeed, Lu Shu lost his way…

He had never been to Koh Chang. Thus, with only a rough glimpse over the map beforehand and an inaccurate sense of direction underwater, he did not even realize that they were sixty degrees off the correct direction…

When they finally arrived at Koh Chang, many tents had already been erected on the island. Currently, the local population of Practitioners was akin to a pyramid, in which there was a drastic decrease in the number beyond Class D.

At the same time, due to the huge number of Practitioners in total, a more intimate connection was observed between Practitioners and commoners, resulting in an industry particularly working for the former.

Inevitably, scams appeared too. There was once a joke that went, “Hello, I am Monkey King and I can exempt you from death so long as you pay me ten yuan. Hello, I am the judge in hell and I can do the same thing for five yuan. Why is my service cheaper? It’s because there is no middle man.”

It was only meant to be a laughing matter. But now, a slight number of elderly would really fall for such tricks…

No one could stop the world from changing.

“After you are in, don’t rush to the core region because the materialization expert Johnson is still unable to show up. Our best choice is to split up and search for resources in the peripheral area. We know there’s bound to be a large-scale contest in the core region, and we may not have any advantage there in our current form. Hence, don’t waste your time away. Go and get whatever that is available,” Lu Shu reminded Lu Xiaoyu before they were separated in the remains. After all, he was worried about Lu Xiaoyu’s safety when he was not around.

Lu Xiaoyu gave a nod of assurance, looking like a cute doll, “Of course!”

Only then did Lu Shu glance around, but he was surprised by the sight on the island, some unaffiliated Practitioners were forming unions with one another.

The world was never short of ambitious speech makers and the cultivation realm was no different.

A Class D Practitioner was standing tall on a reef, delivering his passionate speech in English, “At present times, we, the individual Practitioners, must unite together in order to survive. We are a team, supporting and caring for one another, to fight back our enemies in the remains, be it evil souls or hardships! And I have a dream, that one day, all Practitioners no longer have to worry about their cultivation resources. I have a dream…”

Lu Xiaoyu found a place to eat her snacks, while Lu Shu put on his cap and mask and leaned in for the speech under the reef. It was common at Koh Chang, where such Practitioners came together for their last chance. However, what they did not realize was that no matter how united they were, a bunch of Class D’s, E’s, and F’s were still small fries…

Actually, though, many were motivated by the speech. As a matter of fact, sometimes you may not be able to see through things unless you are an outsider.

Lu Shu used to think that no one would believe the gimmicks of advertising. He believed people of sound mind would never get brainwashed by a few deceptive phrases.

But the truth was, some people were willing to be brainwashed, and they enjoyed it.

Lu Shu had difficulty understanding such a phenomenon, although it truly existed.

Meanwhile, the audience under the reef were almost convinced in forming an organization on site and pledged their loyalty to their leader on the reef. Lu Shu was amused by their widespread enthusiasm.

In fact, many Practitioners and Metahumans were not from the top tiers of society. Before the regeneration of Spirit Qi, some of them might have been an ordinary technician, or an underperforming student, whose fate was changed by their cultivation aptitudes.

Seeing that many were yet to be persuaded by him, the speaker took out his props from his pocket, “Quiet, please. Some people still do not believe the strength of unity. But please take a look at this piece of steel cable, which is easily broken if there is only one strand!”

Following his words, he snapped the cable apart at once.

Lu Shu was shocked by the cliche example. It seemed like the person had changed chopsticks to steel cables just because a Practitioner could easily break a bundle of chopsticks…

Lu Shu carefully studied the material and thickness of the cables, he estimated that one strand could bear the weight of up to five hundred kilograms. If there were multiple strands and no one could break them, it would bring out a much better effect than snapping ten chopsticks effortlessly, which ran counter to his initial purpose…

However, the speaker took out another steel cable consisting of eight strands and handed it over to Lu Shu, “Give it a try, young man. We can break one strand, but how about eight?!”