Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest-Chapter 837 - Chang’an, Chang’an! (Part 2)

Chapter 837 -837 Chang’an, Chang’an! (Part 2)

The journey that followed was, for Zhong Lei, his wife and children, and their fellow travelers, like something out of a dream.

Firstly, the youths of the “Chang’an Patrol Camp,” who had proclaimed themselves exterminators of bandits and robbers, reorganized Zhong Lei’s group and even rooted out several spy infiltrators among them.

Beheaded on the spot!

Then, under their lead and escort, the group abandoned cumbersome supplies and baggage, and lightened their load to quicken their pace.

By the next afternoon, they had emerged from Holy Ancestor’s Way and arrived on the surface.

The young samurai of the Chang’an Patrol Camp completed their escort mission, leaving behind only a small team of five to continue leading the way, while the rest returned to Holy Ancestor’s Way to clear out the bandits.

“Look, that is Taiwu City,”

the leader of the young samurai pointed to a majestic city in the distance and said, “Those of you who want to go there can start heading that way now.”

Taiwu City!

Many people let out cheers in unison.

The young samurai then pointed in another direction: “And this,” he announced, “is our Chang’an City!”

Chang’an City!

Everyone’s gaze instinctively followed the direction he was pointing.

There it stood, another equally majestic city on the vast plains not far away!

Chang’an?

Many were baffled.

They had all heard of Taiwu City, but did not know that there was another Chang’an City situated near it.

There were those who had been to Taiwu City before; they were now extremely surprised and could hardly believe their own eyes—how had a large city suddenly sprung up in just a few years?

Only a very few wore smiles of joy.

The young samurai proudly stated, “Chang’an City was established by the Lord of Chang’an, Holy Master Wang Chen. If you want to go, just follow me.”

Someone couldn’t help asking, “Sir, what is the difference between Chang’an City and Taiwu City?”

Others echoed the question, “Yes, that’s what we want to know.”

Among Zhong Lei’s group were many refugees, some who could not sustain their lives in their old cities and were hoping to try their luck in Taiwu City for a living.

Others were like Zhong Lei, seeking to avoid calamity.

It was well understood that Taiwu City was not easy to enter.

With the addition of Chang’an City, it undoubtedly presented them with another option!

The young samurai laughed and said, “You’ve asked the right person.”

Seven years prior, Immortal Master Wang Chen established the White Deer Academy and Mercy World Medicine Manor outside of Taiwu City. On one hand, he admitted the children of ordinary citizens for free, and on the other, he treated the poor and the sick.

Moreover, Wang Chen, using White Deer Academy as a foundation, kept expanding into the Misty Area.

It took seven years of territory expansion and development to create what is now Chang’an City.

The history of Chang’an City is short, strictly speaking only five years, but this new city already surpassed Taiwu City in size and is still growing.

Unlike the thousand-year-old Taiwu City, although Chang’an City had the management of Taiji Palace and Chang’an Prefecture Yamen, it did not have the existence of Noble Clans, Rich Families or Martial World gangs.

As long as one followed the law, anyone could settle down and live peacefully.

Most importantly, Chang’an City welcomed newcomers!

Families who migrated to Chang’an City from other places could, once they registered and obtained household registration, be allotted between five and fifty mu of land for farming.

By paying thirty percent of the yield each year and continuing for ten years, that land would permanently belong to the tiller.

Not interested in farming? No worries, the city is filled with countless workshops and shops of all sizes.

Besides, strong martial artists can join hunting teams to venture into the Misty Area for gathering and hunting, establishing themselves in the city with their merits.

They could even become a part of the prefectural office!

In short, as long as one is willing to work hard, there are countless opportunities inside and outside Chang’an city, and at least securing food and clothing won’t be any problem…

The young samurai went on and on, and Zhong Lei and his wife listened with longing!

Upon hearing that they could be allotted farmland, the couple exchanged glances, very tempted.

Then, hearing that their children could enter the affiliated primary and secondary schools of White Deer Academy to learn literature and martial arts, Zhong Lei and his wife were even more eager to immediately register and obtain their household registration.

Zhong Lei thought even further.

He was eligible to join a hunting team to earn merits, to carve a brighter future for himself and his family.

“All of this, all brought to us by the Holy Master Wang Chen!”

In the end, the young samurai said with a tone of pride and reverence, “Under his protection and guidance, our human race will eventually become the masters of the world!”

Hearing these words, many people were taken aback.

What kind of virtues and abilities did Wang Chen have, to let someone utter such earth-shattering words!

But Zhong Lei didn’t think too much about it, wishing he had wings to fly with his wife and children directly into Chang’an city.

The team soon split into two.

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Some were originally headed for Taiwu City for important matters, or they didn’t believe the young samurai’s words, so they stuck to their own decision.

But the majority decided to follow the young samurai to Chang’an city.

Including Zhong Lei, people began their new lives with a mixture of excitement, eagerness, and nervousness.

The process of registering was incredibly smooth, almost unbelievably so.

Right at the gates of Chang’an city, Zhong Lei, his wife, and their two children became members of the city.

Without any difficulties or complicated procedures, nor the need to pay a single Bone Coin, the family received their identity plaques and household registration simply by answering some questions.

As well as eight mu of land!

It’s just that the farmland allotted to Zhong Lei’s family was relatively far from the city, and they would have to handle the related procedures the next day.

That night, Zhong Lei’s family of four spent their first night in Chang’an city.

To save money, they didn’t stay at an inn, originally planning to rough it on a street corner for the night. They discovered, however, that the city was far too crowded, and its streets were buzzing and illuminated all night long.

Zhong Lei and his family experienced an unforgettable night.

The prosperity and splendor of Chang’an city struck them profoundly, they stayed awake as if in a dream, and by dawn, they still felt dazed!

The name Zhong Lei heard the most that night was that of the Holy Master Wang Chen.

In Chang’an city, the term “Holy Master” was imbued with a special significance and solely represented the Lord of Chang’an, Wang Chen, with no one else fit to touch it.

Throughout the night, Zhong Lei also heard many legends about Wang Chen.

Some sounded incredible, yet the conviction in the storytellers’ voices made it impossible not to believe.

Thus, unconsciously, the name Wang Chen left a deep impression in the hearts of Zhong Lei and his family.

This impression, after they received their own farmland and a modest house to shelter them, could never be erased!

Zhong Lei’s family was just an inconsequential part of the massive migration, but the allure of this burgeoning city endlessly radiated in all directions, already surpassing Taiwu City.

And the faith and gratitude of thousands of people also brought endless Qi of Humanity to the ruler of the city!

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The second update is here.