Chapter 877 Video and National Cultivation

Departing from the base city of Baoqing, we followed the satellite positioning route and flew for several hours.

Among the Hawaiian Islands, the long and beautiful coastline of the main island of Honolulu, where Mr. Niu's new palace is located, appeared in front of this guy.

Suddenly, Mr. Niu felt more at home.

It just took this little time, and that was the reason why the now awesome Niu Zhenren used a spare flying sword that was not so convenient to fly all the way here.

If it had been replaced by the original Cucumber, the time spent would have been shortened by at least half.

I glanced at the watch on my hand, and saw that it was still just past eleven o'clock in the morning; this time was also the peak time for locals to go out and be busy.

Because I wanted to have a more realistic observation, my locals were in the Hawaiian Islands, a paradise-like place with a beautiful environment.

More specific circumstances of production and life, so Mr. Niu deliberately slowed down his flight speed:

Under the bright sunshine, hundreds of security teams carrying bows, arrows and spears were patrolling along the outermost edge of the archipelago.

They all have the ability to fly and have deployed a tight blockade around the perimeter.

It is said that in the first one or two years, there were still mysterious natives from the modern plane who tried to sneak into the island using various methods.

However, after being killed hundreds of times in a row, this situation never happened again.

In comparison, it is slightly closer to the islands.

He is a deep-sea hunter who suddenly rises from the sea, carrying a variety of seafood that is more than ten times his own weight, and returns with a full load.

With the supplement of various seafood products, the dense population on the islands does not worry about food at all.

The last thing Mr. Niu saw was a lot of local people who were probably taking a break from their shift; they were either lying on the white beach, lazily basking in the sun.

Or maybe it's a beach balloon that has the characteristics of the original plane.

All in all, it's a pretty harmonious scene.

What Mr. Niu hopes most at this time is that these people can still maintain their current positive and optimistic attitude after watching the videos he shot...

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One day later, in Master Niu’s new palace.

Following Master Niu's summons order through the radio, his senior executives gathered again.

Not only that, but the elders and sub-hall masters of the Witch Palace, as well as the leaders of the eight major tribes in the Central Plains region, were also summoned.

Thousands of people gathered together, making the spacious multi-functional conference room in the palace packed to the brim.

After a few words as an opening, the projector in the conference room played the videos Mr. Niu had deliberately shot in the Luo Lei Mountains.

As the video played, the originally chatty conference room quickly became quiet.

Only the woman's sobs could be heard faintly, but more could be heard from a group of rough old men, with red and bloodshot eyes, staring at the familiar yet unfamiliar home in the video in front of them...

What is familiar are the plants and trees that accompany them day and night in the rapidly changing scene.

What is strange is the invisible ruins in this environment; originally, it should be the home they built brick by brick with their own hands.

Such a strong sense of disparity filled their hearts with anger and deep despair.

Unfortunately, such anger means nothing.

Even they know very well that in front of the Imperial Guards who can easily cause all this; if they go back now, they can do nothing but die.

Even they are considered to be among the more than 7 million indigenous refugees in the early days, there are countless high-ranking officials and top experts.

The video that Mr. Niu shot intermittently lasted for two hours; it basically covered the surrounding areas of Black Rock City and the main villages in the Luo Lei Mountain Range.

This made everyone present, even the last bit of fantasy in their hearts shattered!

Even sheltered places like the Luo Lei Mountain Range have been destroyed in this way; and the Central Plains region and the Witch Palace, which have bigger targets, are naturally not spared.

Suddenly, a feeling of extreme depression and despair spread throughout the entire conference room.

After carefully taking a look at the expressions of the locals in the field, Mr. Niu knew that he had to say something...

Facing the crowd, Mr. Niu slowly spoke.

The tone was far calmer and surprisingly rational than he imagined: "Stop crying! What do you look like crying? Could it be that if you cry one more time, our home will not be restored." "

To be honest, Mr. Niu has not cursed for a long time.

Unexpectedly, just by yelling and swearing in front of a bunch of local idiots, the whole scene seemed to have changed a little; at least, the atmosphere in the entire conference room suddenly became much more normal.

After Master Niu paused for a moment, he threw out a bowl of chicken soup:

"I never told you cowards because I was afraid that you idiots would pretend to be dead and lazy in your cultivation. Now it seems that I have to give you some confidence."

"We stay here for a day, and in our world, only an hour has passed; so we have enough time to make ourselves stronger, and then we can fight back!"

As Mr. Niu's voice fell, the atmosphere in the venue became heated.

Everyone opened their eyes in excitement, ignoring the small curses in Mr. Niu's mouth, and quickly grasped the key points.

Because during this period, their personal strength continued to increase.

Especially after cultivating, I feel that my life span has increased significantly; not to mention that it has increased too much, there is no problem in living for two or three hundred more years.

And according to what Mr. Niu said, if they practice hard.

Isn't there really a chance to catch up with or even surpass those gods in one's lifetime?

Of course, there is an important premise, which is that Mr. Niu’s magical tea with magical effects must be continuously provided.

And on this point, with the establishment of the tea workshop, everyone put down their worries...

In order not to let such an astonishing output of divine tea stimulate the sensitive little hearts of countries in the modern plane.

Mr. Niu built this tea-making workshop in the basement of the palace to avoid the many surveillance satellites overhead that would watch them all the time for twenty-four hours.

The Shura maids in the palace, who had nothing to do during the day, happily took over the tea-making job.

Mr. Niu only trained them for a few days and took them to fry two batches of tea with their own hands.

These Shura maids have mastered all the techniques of making tea; the main reason is that everyone only cares about the specific effects of the divine tea.

As for the taste, I really don't care much.

Even the second-hand swordsmen like Mr. Niu taught even more unreliable apprentices, and they were able to make tea.

Although in terms of appearance, it is a little bit different; in terms of actual effect, there is not much difference from the products processed by the so-called masters.

Later, the video shot by Mr. Niu was played in front of all the indigenous refugees.

Throughout the Hawaiian Islands, the atmosphere of hard work has become stronger and stronger; in addition, the power of faith has surged again, which can be regarded as an unexpected blessing for Master Niu.