Mighty Colonel

Chapter 913 - 48: Calling in Favors Everywhere, One Year Later, Attaining a Top-level Dharma Body!

Chapter 913: Chapter 48: Calling in Favors Everywhere, One Year Later, Attaining a Top-level Dharma Body!


"Stop the nonsense, let’s hurry up and leave." Zhao Xing directly summoned the wind, sweeping up Lin Yichen.


"Sir, you seem quite familiar with me, knowing I like to ramble." Lin Yichen, being carried, continued to chatter, "There’s no reason for it though, I come from Tianyong State and have no acquaintances here."


"Since traveling here a year ago and running out of funds, I joined the Music Bureau here. If I had acquaintances, would I be in such a destitute state?"


"Ahem, could you adjust the direction of the Gang Wind? I’ve knocked against the beams a few times now."


Zhao Xing: "..."


Damn, I shouldn’t have saved this guy!


Speaking of which, in their past life, he was indeed quite familiar with Lin Yichen; during a mission, they traveled together through many counties.


Back then, he thought he could receive a mission from this person.


After hanging around for a while, he found there were no tasks to do.


No tasks, no problem, might as well build goodwill, as he always felt this Traveling Dancer had something going on.


In the end, he didn’t gain any benefits, only followed him into hunger, wasting quite a bit of Mr. Zhao’s money to support him.


"My name is Zhao Xing, I’m on the Five Prefectures Inspection, passing through this place and decided to rescue you."


"Oh? Five Prefectures Inspection? I wonder if Mr. Zhao could..."


"No way!"


"Sir, I haven’t even said anything yet."


"Shut your mouth!"


Zhao Xing recalled the past life’s experiences, nearly losing his temper to this chatterbox.


He decisively used the Sleeping Bug Skill to put him to sleep.


"You can flee southward, there are stationed court troops, follow this route for unobstructed passage."


"Yes, thank you, Mr. Zhao."


...


"Jiang Li discarded in a narrow alley, tribulus vines overgrow the eastern room."


"Prince Liang’s reverse actions will lead to an inevitable downfall!"


In the heavy prison of Ruo County, a young Ritual Repairer cursed angrily.


"Jiang Li, can you calm down? You’ve been cursing for seven days already!" From the next cell, a Martial Artist scratched his ear.


"No one outside can hear you, but we are quite bothered.


"I just want to die peacefully, okay?"


Jiang Li suddenly pressed his head against the bars: "Zhao He, don’t lose your fighting spirit, evil cannot overcome justice, we will break free eventually!"


"Alright, alright, Mr. Jiang, you are right." Zhao He mocked, "I’d like to rest for a while, can I?"


Not hearing any more sound from that side.


Zhao He lay down on the straw bed, preparing to sleep.


But not long after, another bout of recitation came from that side.


"Absorb the essence and exhale the turbid air, defy the wicked world without seeking acceptance."


"Wield a long sword and bow the king’s bow, separate head and body, heart undaunted."


"Sigh..." Zhao He couldn’t help but cover his ears.


However, just then, the sound of a lock breaking was heard.


The door suddenly opened.


"Huh?" Zhao He suddenly sat up.


But he was cautious, not acting immediately, listening intently instead.


After a while, Jiang Li abruptly opened the door.


"Zhao He, I told you someone would come rescue us!"


"Come on, follow me to fight our way out of this prison and restore the bright sky of Ruo County!"


...


As time passed, Zhao Xing’s clone was active in various parts of Pinghai State.


His clone, with top-level skills, equivalent in strength to a third-rank, seemed overqualified to rescue some low and mid-rank people.


If the court wasted manpower like this, the Prince Liang’s camp would laugh in their sleep.


How numerous are low and mid-rank officials?


Even if noticed, they wouldn’t care, rather amused the court would act so.


Of course, Zhao Xing’s actions were unremarkable, no one connected these incidents together.


After all, Pinghai State is vast, just one of its prefectures is as large as Earth’s area.


Saving a few low and mid-rank people would hardly draw attention.


Even without wars, many die and are born every day.


Fewer or more, like drops missing from the ocean, making no impact.


But Zhao Xing’s rescue operations starting from Linhai County drew attention from both enemy and ally camps.


Because Zhao Xing, Xia Jing, and the Ten Suns Cave Heaven crew, began expanding their scale using their connections.


"Brother Wu, I heard your family’s commerce group has a large stockpile of Huang’s Grass, could you sponsor some for me?"


"No problem, how much do you need?"


"Two billion dan."


"Sure."


...


[Brother Liu, after our last farewell at the Grotto Heaven, I didn’t expect you’d now be the Doctor of Governance at the Hundred Weapons Daoist School.]


[I now need a batch of Forging Masters skilled in ’Qu Mountain Gang Manufacturing Method’, could you recommend some talented ones?]


...


"I’m Tian Shan, immediately send all accessible family finances to Shangdang, Zhen Xun, Wushan, Tianxing, Jiujiang, Tianxiong, and Bai Guo, seven major counties."


"Also, have all the Tower Ship Department commercial ships take off and head to these seven major counties."


"Contact 136 Marquis, nine Princes, three Dukes, tell them Tian Shan is calling in a favor, no need for life-risking efforts, just fund or provide resources!"


...


"Marquis Yuan Rang, currently Shangluo Academy has 14,357 lower third-rank Ministers of Agriculture, over 11,000 sixth-rank and fifth-rank Ministers of Agriculture, ready for your command."


...


"Chen An, are 20,000 Earth Traveling Boats enough? If not, more can be deployed from Yue Ya branch, though it would take half a month, no, seven days."


"You plan to dig underground shelters? What level?"


"Only level five? Then I, the branch dean, can decide."


...


As time reached August in the Jingxin Calendar, the scale of operations had already become significant.


However, just as Zhao Xing anticipated, as long as the targets were not strategic locations, and those rescued didn’t impact the larger situation, resistance would be greatly reduced.


People in rural areas are like grass, sprouting and withering every fourteen or fifteen years, of what use are they?