Your Lord Has A Screw Loose?-Chapter 487 - 489 The Unexpected News and the Terrifying

Chapter 487: Chapter 489: The Unexpected News and the Terrifying Demon

Chapter 487 -489: The Unexpected News and the Terrifying Demon

The situation in Baijing State spread exceedingly fast, so fast that it caught the Court, the noble families, and the Sects off guard. Normally, in a feudal Transcendent world with undeveloped transportation and communication, the speed of spreading news is very slow, unless relayed through some professional intelligence agencies. Otherwise, it’s basically the same as an average feudal society, if not even more tightly controlled.

Because there’s a significant gap between Transcendents and ordinary people, a Spirit Summoner is unlikely to share too much with a commoner.

Under normal circumstances, for intelligence like this to reach Nanliang State, it would take at least a couple of months, and then another three to five cycles to spread through different towns and villages.

Only in cases similar to a wave of refugees following a rebel army’s attack on cities, could information spread so rapidly. For instance, Spirit Summoners, whether they be geniuses or those out for training, often don’t stray too far from their home territory.

Just like ordinary people, they may never have the chance to leave their hometown in their lifetime, venturing perhaps only as far as the neighboring county at most.

Hence, the dissemination of news is actually very limited.

This time, however, the news spread so swiftly because the Court was aware that someone was adding fuel to the fire. Otherwise, according to the Court’s practice, the first action would be to suppress the news, never allowing it to reach the general public.

It wouldn’t matter if the noble families or Sects found out because they belong to the Transcendent world. As long as the lowest rungs of society didn’t fall into chaos, everything else was negotiable.

Alas, the turn of events took the Court entirely by surprise. Once the news was out, the wave of panic skyrocketed. Though large-scale disorder hadn’t erupted, prices in the market soared, prompting the noble families to begin further reaping.

As for Baijing State? They hadn’t seen it for themselves; what Spirit Tribulation, what Spirit Clan was to them was too far-fetched. They were more concerned with seizing the immediate benefits. If they didn’t indulge, they feared being devoured by other noble families.

Luckily, Qingsong Village, where Qin Muye resided, didn’t have any noble families or Sects, for it was too small a place.

“Lord Wang, have you heard?” a Government Official said with an air of mystery.

Qin Muye, who was idling away his days, was slightly puzzled. What gossip was this lad gearing up to reveal?

“Heard what?” Qin Muye countered with a question.

“About the incident in Baijing State, they say a Demon appeared and swallowed all the people of Baijing State in one gulp. Then it set everything ablaze until nothing was left.”

“That Demon had a verdant face and fierce fangs, three heads and six arms, they say it was thirty-three thousand three hundred and thirty feet tall, with a waist circumference of thirty-three thousand three hundred and thirty feet. It doesn’t spit out bones when eating people, but chews them alive, and they say the victims were still alive while being crunched.”

Qin Muye rolled his eyes, frustrated with such absurd descriptions. How did it even come to involve cannibalism?

“It’s fine, even if the sky falls, there are Spirit Summoners to hold it up – let us just quietly live our little lives,” Qin Muye expressed his non-involvement since, as a weakling, he wouldn’t even be conscripted to eat without paying. One must at least be First Grade, and with his lack of rank, he would most definitely be left to work in the rear.

“Does that mean a Demon really attacked Baijing State?” the Government Official exclaimed, shocked by the confirmation he thought he received. He had originally believed it was just a rumor.

“How should I know? Didn’t you tell me? I sit in the Government Office every day; where would I hear such news? Your information seems even more well-informed than mine,” Qin Muye said with a roll of his eyes. Was this his way of giving confirmation? He meant for the man to go mind his own business.

Hearing Qin Muye’s words, the Official chuckled resignedly. In their eyes, this Lord Wang was approachable, not like those officials of the past who wouldn’t even give them a second glance.

“Then you sit tight; I’ll go and dig up more news, see if there’s anything else about this Demon,” the Government Official said before scurrying off.

Qin Muye shook his head: “What nonsense is this? The story’s become completely twisted by the time it reached here.”

But this was rather normal. Perhaps the initial account was accurate, but as it spread, people undoubtedly embellished it, and there was no guaranteeing what shape it would take after such “artistic processing.”

The more it was retold, the more outlandish it became.

“The battle hasn’t even started yet, and they’re already scrambling to profit. It truly is the case of ‘the frontlines grow tense while those at the rear are ready to feast.'”

Looking at the price reports gathered by various Spies, it hadn’t been long since the news spread, yet the overall market prices had already increased by about ten percent – it was genuinely exaggerated.

Moreover, there was no sign of the increases stopping. The Court intended to control it, but the efforts were fruitless, or rather, the Officials in the Court deliberately dragged their feet, letting things slide, after all, those profiting from this situation included more than just the noble families and Sects.

Where there are benefits, there naturally arises strife.

Although the incident in Baijing State was shocking, one could not feel too much psychological impact from something only heard about and never witnessed.

It’s like hearing about someone dying in a certain place, it’s just a line of text in the newspaper; but if it actually happens around you, that’s when you truly know fear.

Fortunately, there were measures being implemented to deal with it; at least the Spirit Tribulation had been acknowledged, so there were plans to conscript the summoners from noble families and sects to serve as a combat force.

This was bound to lead to some disputes, as, naturally, they would be reluctant to be drawn onto the battlefield.

Sects were a different story; they were essentially uncivilized and compared to the Court, were much like hooligans. If they refused to be conscripted, making an example of one or two would suffice.

But it was not so simple with the noble families. Those that qualified as such had millennia of history, and their depth was not to be underestimated.

Moreover, these families were intermarried, controlling various economic lifelines of the territory. It was feasible to obliterate a noble family within a city, but to kill them all would likely paralyze the entire city.

Such immense influence was intertwined, and even within the Court, many officials came from noble families. Although the Court was at its zenith, it was not easy to go against these families.

Thus, to get them onto the battlefield, compromises over interests would be needed, which would be the process of negotiation, and this time it was not with one or two states, but with noble families from all over the world.

Of course, not all would be compromises. In smaller places like southern Liang State, they could simply be conscripted by force, and if they refused, they could be wiped out and their assets used to fund the military. Only the powerful states earned the right to negotiate, as in a world where might makes right, many issues could be resolved by force.

In any case, this matter had caused the entire world to experience severe turmoil, with some lining their pockets and others fleeing.

Only the more remote and impoverished regions experienced somewhat more peace, but that was about it.

Even in Qingsong Village where Qin Muye lived, prices had risen significantly, and a sense of panic had emerged, with fears that demons might come and devour everyone.

Why not use the term ‘Spirit Clan’ as before? Because demonizing the enemy is crucial. Just like the Demon Sect, who always proclaimed themselves as the Holy Sect; only the righteous would call them the Demon Sect. If the Demon Sect were to stigmatize themselves, they’d be fools.

Therefore, when the news reached Qingsong Village, the Spirit Clan became demons, and in doing so, they claimed the moral high ground, since exorcising demons was the duty of the righteous.

“The plan is progressing smoothly, but it seems that Xiao Fan has run into some trouble again.”

Under normal circumstances, after Xiao Fan finished the academy competition, he would need to deal with the Huang Family. But the ‘Spirit Tribulation’ disrupted all plans, leaving the Huang Family in chaos with no time to address Xiao Fan, and even stalling Xiao Fan’s next move to ‘change maps.’

He could switch maps only if the world was at peace. Now that leading the team in the competition was suspended, he naturally couldn’t switch maps.

So, normal leveling might need to be adjusted.

It was probably shifting to a battlefield mission mode.

This was something Qin Muye really wanted to criticize; sending a bunch of young people who had only learned a little kung fu onto the battlefield was absurd. Instead, those with real power became logistics officers like military supply and transport officials, which made no sense at all.

It was touted as training, but who really takes their kin into actual battle for training?

In this world, that really was the state of affairs, with no fear of the young generation dying out in large numbers and causing a generational gap?

As for career positions in this world, most were based on martial prowess, and politics was quite rudimentary. After all, in the Extraordinary World, people would resort to fists rather than words.

Xiao Fan was a prime example; since he won first place in the academy competition, no one dared to ridicule him anymore. Instead, they flocked to him like amnesiacs, turning the environment into one of brotherly respect and camaraderie seemingly overnight.

Qin Muye found this culture quite unbelievable, but now Xiao Fan had become the top student of the academy, reveling in unparalleled glory.