Under One Person: One Person Goes

Chapter 309 Breaking the Delusion
The streets of Chang'an in the capital were crowded with people. These were the citizen representatives selected from the capital to watch the military parade for the 10th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China.

Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei seemed so out of place among these people.

After all, they all brought their families to watch the ceremony on Chang'an Avenue. Basically, they are from all walks of life in the capital, and you can see them everywhere.

Instead, Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei became the outliers, but at the moment these citizen representatives had no time to care about Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei. Their attention was focused on the opening military parade of the New China's Air Force.

As the national anthem played, one heroic company and regiment after another came towards them.

Ten years of hard work and development, one achievement after another, were all displayed at the military parade.

As these troops passed by him, memories of the past emerged in Wang Yi's mind one after another, making him more integrated into this world that seemed real and unreal.

The vehicles and weapons equipped by these troops are all developed and produced by New China, and they all have the shadow of itself and the company with the name Naduotong.

The military parade lasted for a whole morning. With the end of the parade, Chang'an Avenue was lifted and the crowds of citizen representatives were reluctant to leave and slowly dispersed.

In the end, only a few volunteers and staff were left cleaning Chang'an Avenue. Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei, who had originally joined the citizen representatives to prevent accidents, became the only two idle people on the scene.

However, no one came to question them without any consideration, and Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei left quietly as if they had telepathic connection.

When he appeared again, he was already in the direction of Nanchizi Street in the capital.

The Nanchizi Street has obviously changed its appearance. The basic setting is a guard post every ten steps and a sentry post every five steps. It is obvious that this is no longer a residential area, but an area like a secret base.

Every soldier on guard saluted and made way when they saw Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei.

The two of them didn't feel anything was wrong, so they just walked on the road. The road was not long, but they walked for a long time. It seemed that they had thousands of words in their hearts, but they couldn't find the right time to speak.

So is Wang Yi and Zhang Zhiwei.

Zhang Zhiwei walked and stopped along the way, looking at the many changes in the capital along the way, and only spoke after a long time.

"Yi Wang."

Wang Yi turned around when he heard the voice, and saw Zhang Zhiwei clasped his hands and bowed to him.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to say thank you."

"Thank you for what."

"Thank you for the fact that I was able to meet you in the Lu family compound, and that I was able to go down the mountain and be with you, sir. This made me realize that there are more important things in this world than ascending to heaven."

Hearing this, Wang Yi also frowned.

"Have you thought about it? The war is over now. Even if there is another war, it won't be as big as before. There are many things that don't need you to get involved. Are you really willing to do that?"

"The word 'willing to give up' means giving up and getting. You are right. The war has ended and no one dares to provoke us easily. But that doesn't mean they won't provoke us. As long as we show even the slightest sign of weakness, the peace we have fought so hard for will vanish into thin air. Do you still remember what life was like for the people under the rule of the Republic of China ten years ago?"

"Of course I remember. If it was written in history books, it would only be a few words. Today we don't know what will happen tomorrow, and tomorrow we don't know when we will die. How many children and common people have no clothes to wear and no food to eat their whole lives. They all say that we cultivators value life the most, but for them, life is torture and death is liberation."

Perhaps he was thinking about the year when he first arrived in the Republic of China. If he had not been picked up by the old man Wang Yaozu, he would have died long ago.

In the era of the Republic of China, not everyone had the right to live, even if you were an extraordinary person.

"You are right. I remember when I entered Beijing, the people I met all had numb expressions on their faces. It's not that they didn't welcome us, they just didn't know if our arrival would really allow the people to be the masters of their own affairs, and whether their lives would be better in the future.

Not only them, but I, and them, all have such doubts: can we feed the people, can we feed the people well, can we let the people wear good clothes, can we stop the people from being bullied.

We have what the foreigners have, and we can have what the foreigners don't have. Now, look, it's only been ten years.

People can eat meat and wear good clothes. No one can divide people into different classes based on the quality of their clothes. We have our own planes, tanks, factories, and even several ships that we can show off. Every day is changing, and every year makes me feel strange. Do you know that in Guixi County, where Longhu Mountain is located, the children there can afford to go to school? In the past, even my master would not dare to think of this. "

As Zhang Zhiwei talked about his memories of the past ten years, his eyes became brighter and his smile became more brilliant.

Wang Yi just listened quietly, looking directly into Zhang Zhiwei's eyes.

Zhang Zhiwei was also talking incessantly about the various changes that had taken place in the past ten years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and he matched them one by one with the memories that now emerged in Wang Yi's mind.

At the end of the conversation, the two of them just remained silent, staring at each other. Zhang Zhiwei also smiled and looked up at the sky.

"Compared to this world, is Ascension really that important? Besides, ours is not the only way to Ascension, don't you think so, Wang Yi?"

Hearing this, Wang Yi also smiled.

"Yes, what is the scenery outside the sky? It's boring to see it alone. It's more interesting to see it together. Since you know it all, why do you want to go back?"

"I have to prove it. Maybe it can give me some inspiration. What about you? Do you still want to move forward?"

"I have come this far, and I want to go to the end to see how much I have done for the country and how much I can still do."

"Then let's see you later?"

"See you soon."

After speaking words that only they understood, Zhang Zhiwei bowed and turned into a ray of golden light and left.

Obviously, he also learned the Golden Escape Flowing Light that Wang Yi learned from Master Jin Guang.

After watching Zhang Zhiwei escape, Wang Yi turned around and continued walking forward.

Without Zhang Zhiwei nagging at the side, this relatively long road became much shorter under Wang Yi's efforts.

At the end, a base that could accommodate hundreds of people appeared in front of Wang Yi, but outside the base there were three big words written: Connected Everywhere.

Looking at these three big words, Wang Yi also laughed out loud.

"It's done quite well."

After complaining, Wang Yi walked in and came to his office as if he was familiar with the place. In the office, Zhao Fangxu, a 22-year-old college graduate, was waiting for him with a pile of documents.

As soon as he saw Wang Yi come in, he hurried over to serve tea and water, then explained the situation with the documents in his hand to Wang Yi.

"Uncle Wang, this is the document Uncle Ying sent from the Northeast regarding the workers going to work for Big Brother. Please take a look. And this, Uncle Meng from the Southwest Region also came to ask, saying that Ah San plans to increase the price by 30% based on the agreed price, and asked us whether we should approve the money."

Zhao Fangxu was talking beside him, and Wang Yi was also looking through the documents one by one, looking at the young Zhao Fangxu in front of him from time to time.

Twenty-two years old, which means this kid was born in 37. He was really born in troubled times and grew up in peaceful times.

His eyes were shining, his breathing was strong, and he didn't look like someone whose palm strike could only make a few splashes in a cup. Oh? Now I remembered, it was me who gave him the power. He was not as good as the best, but better than the worst.

Memories of Zhao Fangxu emerged, and Wang smiled as he spoke of countermeasures.

"Let him handle the matter on his own over at Shuangying. He's already the person in charge of a region. I only have one request, which is to make sure that we workers are treated fairly by Big Brother. Besides, we are also accumulating experience. In the future, how we build buildings and how we design them will all depend on these workers.

As for the Southwest Region, after you hand over the work on hand in the next two days, go and tell Lao Meng that it’s not that we can’t pay, but we must make sure that Ah San doesn’t cut corners and use inferior materials as good ones. If they don’t see the last bag of grain on the ship, they won’t pay. If they still want to raise the price, then we won’t do business with them. But you, Lao Meng, and your grandfather have to lead people to provoke them. It’s best to stimulate them, so that Lao Zhang and I can cooperate with our troops to teach them a lesson. Since they don’t want to do the business that comes to their door, then we will make them lose money and give them grain!”

"Ah? Uncle, isn't this a bad idea? Don't we not take the initiative to cause trouble?"

"That depends on the Indians themselves. Xiao Zhao, there are only two of us here, so I'm going to tell you the truth. In the next three or four years, we will not only have to compete with the West, but also with God. If things go wrong, the great famine in Henan in 1942 will occur all over the country. You should remember what happened to the people there that year."

"I understand, uncle, I'll leave tomorrow morning!"

"Okay, there's nothing for you to help with here. Go and take a rest. I'll be alone for a while."

After watching Zhao Fangxu leave and closing the door, Wang Yi sat in the chair and looked at the layout of his office.

Those photos hanging on the wall, the memories flooding into my mind.

Wang Yi then spoke.

"Yes, it is indeed good. Since I came to this era, I have been thinking about what I can do in this era with what I can do and what I know. After all, I only have memories, not equipment. Now thanks to you, I have indeed seen what I can do. I have to thank you because you let me know that I will be able to do better in the future. So it's about time for me to wake up, people from outer space, or should I call you aliens?"

As Wang Yi spoke, the scene in front of him began to distort.

While things were changing on Wang Yi's side, Zhang Zhiwei, who had separated from Wang Yi, also returned to Longhu Mountain.

　Damn it, the display screen is broken. I will restore it and update more posts tomorrow when the display screen arrives! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)