Chapter 447

Wei Youliang’s ears were buzzing.

He felt as though he was going completely mad!

Was anyone even still thinking about Kong Mo and his distant manner of governance? Did anyone still remember what Qufu was? Wei Youliang glanced about at the Yin spirits around them. The older they were, the more their breaths were ragged and their eyes flickered. He could even see how much their hands were trembling at the news.

The younger Yin spirits appeared to be in a better condition, and yet their breaths were still equally heavy and intense. There were even several Yin spirits who immediately buried their faces in their hands and began to bawl at the top of their voices.

Granted, Yin spirits didn’t have tears, but the intense flames that were peeking through the gaps in their fingers still spoke volumes about the pain and anguish in their hearts right now.

Everyone had clearly fallen, hook, line and sinker. The bait set by Qin Ye had ostensibly latched onto the deepest and softest parts of their hearts!

“My daughter…” Wei Youliang’s eyes blurred somewhat, and his entire body began to feel drifty, “Do I… actually have a chance of seeing her again?”

He fiercely turned to another Yin spirit beside him and grabbed his arm, “I-I haven’t heard wrongly, have I?”

“No! Not at all!!” The middle-aged man choked as he screamed back at Wei Youliang emotionally, “Your ears aren’t playing tricks on you!! You’ve heard exactly the same thing we have!!”

The Yin spirits below soon gathered together in small groups of threes to fives, regardless of whether they knew each other or not, and they shouted with unbridled excitement, “That’s right! I don’t care how many work credits it takes! My grandmother has been paralyzed all this while. I… I’m going to return to see her! We’re going to get a chance to return to the mortal realm… the mortal realm!! Lord Kong… No--! Kong Mo has never mentioned something like that before!” “This has to be the authentic Hell! This is the true royal lineage that is approved by the gods! I-I’m suddenly thankful that they’ve come to take down and seize control of Quf--... Ashmound City!”

Wei Youliang was on cloud nine. His memories of the mortal realm suddenly flashed past his eyes - his gentle wife, his obedient daughter… Wait for me… You must wait for me!

Dad… will be right back to visit you shortly!

Turmoil.

The hearts of the Yin spirits in the entire city were all in turmoil, and Qin Ye simply allowed them to get carried away in their own thoughts. Then, after some time, someone yelled out at the top of their voices, “Long live Hell!!”

Following that, a second voice echoed the same message, and then another… then there were five… ten… hundreds… thousands… ten thousands!

Within the span of a minute, what started out as soft, sparse cries soon spread like a contagion throughout the entire city, until everyone was chanting in unison, “Long live Hell!! Long live Hell!!”

Qin Ye nodded with a smile and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, before chuckling softly, “I can sense your readiness and enthusiasm. Very well. Effective immediately, we will be setting up a registration desk in the inner city, where the altar of the Mythic Palace of Reflections once was. The registration desk shall be open 24/7, and we are accepting applications for all positions on the Frontier Brigades, including leaders, technicians, professionals, and regular citizens. Registrations shall be concluded in one month’s time.”

“I will definitely go!!” Wei Youliang shouted at the top of his voice, almost as though that would increase his chances of being selected. It was a naive approach, yet the irony was that there were a multitude of other Yin spirits who were just as naive as well.

With that, Qin Ye’s projected figure slowly began to fade away from the sky, “The first general assembly of the citizens is hereby concluded. Dismissed.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a row of lanterns within the inner city suddenly lit up with flickering netherflames.

Scarlet flames.

They were all located on a massive plaza spanning 10,000 meters from end to end. As far as the eyes could see, there were dozens of rows of neatly-arranged desks and chairs, with 3,000 Yin soldiers seated across the entire plaza. Apart from that, there were tens of thousands of Yin heavily armed Yin soldiers standing guard around these desks and at every corner of the plaza.

It was a simple design.

The desks and chairs appeared plain and simple, and were lacquered with a layer of glossy-black paint. However, the sprawling sight of the same desks, chairs and Yin soldiers across the entire plaza was incredibly imposing, to say the least.

Yet, whether plain or imposing, nothing seemed to matter, because in the next second, at least 60% of the entire city instantly began to rush towards the registration desks!

“Stop pushing! Do you think you’ll be able to register more quickly by jostling?!” “Please give way! My wife and son are still waiting for me back in the mortal realm!” “What do you mean give way?! My husband is still waiting for me back home!” “Stop pushing! Stop squeezing! Who the hell is touching me?!”

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The sprawling plaza was located right in front of the six-storey building that was originally already located within the inner city. Qin Ye stood at the terrace of the fifth floor, sighing softly as he saw the ugly sight of jostling Yin spirits below. But it wasn’t long after that a disdainful voice remarked from behind, “Tsk, tsk, tsk… How dirty… how unbelievably dirty!”

It was classmate Wang One Tail.

“Don’t you think it’s a rather spectacular sight?” Qin Ye didn’t even look back. Instead, he simply enjoyed the breeze and allowed the wind to gently tousle his hair.

It was a magnificent sight.

There was a berth of 1,000 meters between Qin Ye and the start of the registration desks, and yet he could already see millions of ghastly netherflames converging all around the desks - no different from that day when Qufu was still consolidating its forces!

Wang One Tail walked up to his side and leaned on the railing with a cold chuckle, “I know for a fact that they will have to work incredibly hard under the current system of work credits. And even then, after all pioneering works in Ashmound City are fully completed, they will only get exactly one opportunity to inquire of the Book of LIfe and Death, one chance at relaying a dream, and one chance to return to the mortal realm. Lord Qin, you’re truly unparalleled when it comes to making the best of the situation…”

“Nonsense! Do you know what kind of privilege returning to the mortal realm is?!” Qin Ye rolled his eyes at Wang Chenghao, “If not for the fact that these new buildings have appeared in the inner city, not even I would dare make such promises to them!”

I mean… if you ask me honestly… I think you’re absolutely capable of making such empty promises to them… Really…

Wang One Tail pursed his lips tightly and remained silent for the next few minutes, before finally quipping back softly, “What comes next?”

Qin Ye sighed and turned around. Then, he threw his head back, leaned on the railings and stared blankly at the ceiling above with a bitter smile, “What comes next? To hell with you!!”

“Seriously, do you even have to ask something as obvious as that? Are you even aware of how large Qufu is? I’ve not even had the chance to take a quick look around. Qufu--... Ah, I mean, Ashmound’s industries and specialties are still mysteries to me. We’ve been so busy with the census and registration of the twenty million or so people over the last month that I haven’t even had the chance to see the treasury of Ashmound that we’ve brought back with us! I haven’t even seen the Mythic Palace of Reflections after the Harken brought it back together with all of us!”

“Furthermore, Ashmound was a city that was already running on a system of currency under Kong Mo’s reign. This means that we’ll have to push on with the launch of Hell’s system of currency as soon as possible! Apart from that, we’ve still got to properly set up the security forces