《Death… And Me》Death... And Me
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Rean then looked at Qia, who understood what he wanted. "Just go to the city. I'm still working on the final adjustments for the Router Formation, but I don't need your help with those. Also, I'm taking the opportunity to teach the disciples here at the same time. If I need something, I'll call you back."
Rean nodded and gave Qia a kiss before leaving for Freedom City. The Air Spiritual Signal Transmission Formation would be as difficult to make as the brooches. Rean needed a lot more time to think about the design, and it would be better if Qia helped during that time as well. Besides, he wanted to check on the cultivators of Freedom City to see if any of them had experience with formations.
Since Freedom City was being built on the island, Rean didn't take long to arrive. However, he quickly noticed that the place looked anything but a city. In the end, the cultivators of the Demon Beast Continent had never lived in cities before, so they had no idea how to build them. At most, they lived in small tribes there.
However, it wasn't as if everything was lost. Rean quickly noticed that Malo and Falas were there as well, talking with the cultivators. Last but not least, Rean could feel Fizer's Spiritual Sense with his bending skill, which showed that Malo wouldn't be in any danger even if the Nascent Soul Realm cultivators tried something.
"Malo, what are you doing?" Rean asked as he descended beside Malo and Falas
"Oh, Rean. I'm just discussing with the people here about how to share the land. After we left, there had been quite a few conflicts about who would take the best places. Unfortunately, no one knows how the shape of the city will be, so all the fighting was quite meaningless," Malo answered.
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Falas continued from there. "That's why Malo and I came here. The infighting was starting to damage the land where the city is supposed to be built, so we had to put a stop to it."
Rean understood the problem and looked at the cultivators present. All of them were at least in the Core and Soul Fusion Realm, so it was quite a strong group. "I understand why all of you are so desperate. After all, this city is bound to be a huge hub for everyone in the future. The best locations will definitely generate the best profits. However, there'll be no point in this if there's no more land to be used in the end."
One of the cultivators immediately complained, "I didn't want to fight, so I moved quickly to mark out where I would build my things. However, these idiots didn't like it and brought the battle to my doorsteps. How could I stay still while they robbed what was mine?"
"Yours?!" Another cultivator laughed. "There's no such thing as an owner of the land. If there is, it's the Freedom Sect, not you. Since they left this area for us to build the future city, the stronger ones will get it. It's your fault for being alone while wanting to take all that land for yourself."
Many other cultivators immediately began to argue about similar things right and left. Sure enough, these cultivators lived on the edge their entire lives. All of them wanted as big of a slice of the pie as possible now that they saw how tasty it is. "Alright, that's enough. Don't forget that our Freedom Sect claimed the island, so the land is ours. Anyone who doesn't like it can go to our sect and complain at Senior Fizer."
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As soon as Rean brought Fizer's name up, all the cultivators went quiet before someone finally decided to ask, "Then, how do you intend to share the land with everyone here? You guys did say you wanted us to stay, after all."
Malo then stepped forward. "That's what I wanted to talk about, but none of you stayed quiet." Malo then pointed at the ground and continued. "This infighting of yours is quite useless. Haven't you noticed yet? The concentration of Spiritual Energy on the island increases every day. At the moment, it's already equivalent to Rank Two Spirit Stones. Since everyone here has the same concentration, there isn't much of a point in selecting a specific plot of land. They will all have the same concentration."
Another cultivator shook his head. "The Spiritual Energy is fine. However, we're talking about what would be the center of the City."
Falas shrugged her shoulders before asking, "Then, tell me. Where will the center of the city be?"
Suddenly, the cultivators pointed in several different directions, much to everyone's surprise.
"What the hell are you doing? The center of the city obviously has to be close to the main river. What were you even thinking?"
"That's my question to you! River your ass! The open patch of grass over there is many times better. We are cultivators, so why should we need a river if we can control Water Element?"
"Both of you are wrong. There are two hills in that direction. If you pay close attention, you will see that the Spiritual Energy converges a little bit more there. It doesn't make much of a difference. However, over time, it will definitely be of great help for the City's development."
"What a joke! The best place is obviously near the ocean. That's where the ports will be built in the future. Don't forget that not everyone can fly like we can. Normal ships will be one of the main forms of resource transportation for sure."
Rean massaged the space between his eyebrows. They were fighting for land, but it wasn't like they wanted to build things in the same place. Wasn't all this fight even more meaningless now? "Since all of you want to build things in different regions, then stop fighting for land, for fuck's sake. It doesn't matter how I see it. There's much more land than people are wanting them."
Malo agreed with Rean. "Exactly. However, it won't do if a single person decides to take several kilometers of land for themselves either. This island is just so big, after all." Malo then took out many jade slips from his bag and threw them at the cultivators, including the weaker ones on the ground. "Listen up, check the rules inside the jade slip. If you want to claim land, you will have to follow these steps. Anyone who tries to break the rules will be banished from the island."
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