Chapter 390: I Am Not a God but I Am Always Willing to Ask for Help.

Million-level disasters can never be solved by the efforts of a few ordinary people.

Even if this person is full of passion and wholeheartedly serves the people, it will not work.

Even in this world, when a plague strikes, even the government and the royal family are helpless.

Apart from decoctions that are better than nothing, there is only a competition with germs to see who dies faster.

When everyone within the spread range is dead, the plague will naturally stop spreading.

When the germs die without access to new nutrients, the remaining people will naturally be safe.

This is a move that kills everyone together.

But it is the most commonly used and most effective technique throughout the ages.

Probably the only one that works.

The Imperial Master came back not long ago.

He is an old man with quite a bit of immortality.

His position was appointed by the previous emperor, who is now the Supreme Emperor.

The young emperor had no intention of taking advantage of the old ministers. As long as they did not have too deep hatred during the prince's period, all the people would retain their old positions.

The National Master is naturally among them.

However, his existence not only represents the appointment of the previous emperor, but also represents the previous belief.

During the period of the Supreme Emperor, the country also had faith.

The farming people are blessed with good fortunes and disasters, so they naturally respect and respect the Poseidon who controls the rain.

Before Wang Wei appeared, most people believed in the Poseidon King on the eastern border.

People offer sacrifices and pray, hoping that there will not be too much precipitation or not even a drop of rain in the coming year.

That's why the Supreme Emperor gathered 200,000 people and sent the Imperial Guard to worship the Poseidon King.

So the Imperial Master went on a business trip.

Come back and have a look.

Not only was the emperor a different person.

Even the damn god was changed.

What kind of "Lord Devil" was replaced by King Poseidon!

This made him feel very sad.

After all, the King of Poseidon who has been "believing" for half his life is suddenly told to change his faith. How should he accept it?

The older people are, the more stubborn they are, and the National Master is unwilling to change his beliefs.

He strongly admired King Poseidon.

He has taken the lead in worshiping for many years.

Wouldn't it look like a child's play for him to just change things at his will?

What’s more, he is such a real God who always “appears holy in front of people”?

How can God always be efficacious?

Can we still be called God if we respond to requests?

Besides, if God becomes so real, how can he, the national master, still play?

How to get the oil and water out of the middle?

It is the same principle all over the world. Cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents. If you dare to cut off my money, no matter whether you are a god or a ghost, you will be kicked off the altar!

The Imperial Master made up his mind to create a rebellion against the "New God".

However, in the past two days, the "Master Devil" had cast spells to calm the world, and his power was too great, so he was too embarrassed to jump out and cause trouble.

I asked him if he believed it in his heart, but he didn't believe it.

Having lived for most of his life and served as a national master for many years, in his opinion, all so-called magic casting is just a trick to fool the people.

Even the Poseidon King he admired was just a backdrop.

Good luck, birth, old age, illness, and death are all destiny. How can any god come to change destiny?

The emperor needed to appease the people.

And he also needs a way to make money and fame.

So the two acted together tacitly.

As a result, there is now an extra job-stealer!

He actually dared to claim to be a god because of his superior tricks.

The imperial master couldn't bear it.

He quietly arranged his manpower and waited for the opportunity.

Nowadays, malaria has recurred in the world.

He felt that the time had come.

It didn't take long.

A saying spread among the people.

The so-called "Devil Lord" who saves the suffering and brings peace to the world is simply a liar.

There is no cure for malaria at all.

The improvement in the past few days was just an illusion and luck.

It just so happens that there is a grain release in the state capital. Of course, you will feel much better after eating and drinking enough.

Do you think your illness is cured?

It turns out it's not good at all.

Instead, it became more serious.

More people die faster.

The release of water from water sources to solve droughts is also an act of killing the goose that lays the golden egg.

Instead of solving the root cause of the precipitation problem, too many people gathered together, triggering this unprecedented catastrophe.

Everything is a lie from a liar.

If you want the world to return to normal, the King of Poseidon will have to rain from the sky.

It truly fills the water source with pure and healthy "heavenly water" and washes away the dirt and diseases in the world.

This set of statements.

It becomes especially credible in the face of a recurring plague.

Many stupid people immediately turned around and worshiped the Poseidon King again.

It's not that they were impious.

It's just a matter of life and death, whichever god is reliable should be prayed to.

All very religious.

After all, they have no other choice but to pray to God and worship Buddha.

The Imperial Master felt proud that his arrangement could achieve such immediate results.

He felt that he had regained the initiative and the right to speak.

So he came to the young emperor and proposed to redistribute the interests.

The young emperor, who was immersed in studying how to suppress the plague again with Wang Wen and his entourage, after hearing the words of the imperial master, his face was so dark that it seemed as if ink was dripping from his face.

He stared at the Imperial Master with both eyes and said, "Were you the one who spread those rumors that are causing trouble?!"

The Imperial Master twirled his long beard in a fairy-like manner and said with a smile: "Whether I did what I did is not important now. What is important is that the people have restored their devotion to the Sea God King! At present, as a real person in the East China Sea, I think Your Majesty should issue an edict as soon as possible, ordering everyone in the world to offer heavy treasures so that I can open an altar to pray for pure heavenly water from the King of Poseidon!"

When the young emperor heard that the other party was still obsessed with making money at this time, his veins bulged with anger.

Gritting his teeth and grinding his voice, he said: "You are so blatantly causing trouble to the world, aren't you afraid that I will kill you with one strike?"

The fingers of the Imperial Master twirling his beard paused slightly.

He looked around.

He shook his head confidently and said with a smile: "I am not talented, and there are still a few incompetent and bad disciples. Now that the Poseidon King has returned, if I die in the hands of Your Majesty, I am afraid that the bad disciples will lead the angry people to commit treason and evil. I hope Your Majesty will think twice."

At the end of his speech, he glanced at Wang Min beside him, who was silent, intentionally or unintentionally.

There was a lot of pride in his eyes.

The young emperor was furious but helpless.

He knew very well how many complicated forces the Imperial Master had under his command over many years.

Especially in turbulent times like these.

If we really go out of our way to kill the national master and attack the forces behind the opponent, the world will definitely be in chaos!

The Imperial Master made the right bet.

The young man did not dare to touch him.

Not even daring to move a hair.

Wang Wen, who was "nodded" with disdain by the Imperial Master next to him, felt a little speechless.

He originally had no interest in the little intrigues and intrigues of the Imperial Master.

The two sides are not on the same level at all.

But now the Imperial Master's immortality has really affected his "interests" - the people's beliefs have changed, and he has received much less divine power!

Wang Min looked at the proud Imperial Master.

He smiled and said to the other party: "I may not be able to kill you, but I can make you happy."

He casually put a [Illusion] on the Imperial Master.

The Imperial Master immediately froze on the spot.

His eyes wandered unfocused.

It didn't take long for a very frightened expression to appear on his face.

The young emperor asked Wang Wen in confusion: "What's wrong with him? He is right about one thing. Master Donghai cannot die, otherwise the world will be in chaos."

Wang Wen comforted him: "Don't worry, nothing will happen. It's really just a good time."

The words just fell.

A plant ball flew quickly outside the palace.

The ball landed near Wang Wen and unfolded.

The weapon spirit fox appeared in front of Wang Min with the returning Mo Ran.

Mo Ran took a few steps and placed a prop in Wang Min's hand.

The only treasure on the 300th floor, [all diseases can be eradicated]!