Chapter 206: Not Bad Luck
The plan proceeded in an orderly manner…
In just twenty days, Hanzo had gone from the leader of a ninja village to a god who saved the world. He descended from the heavens, granting ordinary people divine power, giving them enough strength to protect their families when facing ninjas.
Inside the grand new shrine…
"Li Jiexuan, I still feel like this isn't right!" Hanzo looked as though he hadn't slept or eaten for days, his face pale and haggard.
"Relax, these are necessary sacrifices." Li Jiexuan waved his hand indifferently. "As long as these people make sacrifices, it can buy the Land of Rain hundreds of years of peace. That makes it all worthwhile, doesn't it?"
Hanzo's expression wavered, but in the end, he slowly nodded…
Surrender or fight to the death—he had no choice!
"Don't forget, you already knew what would happen, didn't you?" Li Jiexuan smiled as he patted Hanzo on the shoulder, then turned and left with a cold expression. "Also… from now on, remember to address me as the Holy Son."
"…"
Hanzo nodded faintly, his face ashen. Yes, from the very beginning, he had known that using the cursed snake seal to empower ordinary people would result in eighty percent of the country's population dying. And those eighty percent—once peace returned to the Land of Rain—could be replenished within at most two generations through vigorous population growth.
These were all things Li Jiexuan had told him. He had always understood and even agreed. He just couldn't bear it, and from time to time needed reassurance from others…
Li Jiexuan shook his head with a faint smile and strode out of the shrine…
"The Holy Son is out!"
"Holy Son above, please bless me so I may obtain divine power!"
"Holy Son, please allow me to kiss the ground you have stepped on!"
The moment he stepped out, Li Jiexuan was surrounded by fanatical believers. After more than twenty days of development, Hanzo's religion had amassed a large number of followers—many of them zealots willing to sacrifice their lives for divine power!
To control a person, use violence. To control a group, use rules. But to control an entire nation—or even the world—you can only use faith!
Amid the crowd's adoration, Li Jiexuan made his way toward the mountain behind the shrine. It was a secluded rainforest. Pushing deep into its densest part, the scene suddenly opened up.
A massive building spanning thousands of square meters stood abruptly within the rainforest. It was hard to imagine how much effort it had taken to construct—and even more unbelievable was that it had been built in just three days by nearly ten thousand fanatical believers working under torrential rain…
Pushing open the door, a workstation stood in the center. The rest of the space was divided into nearly a thousand small rooms, each made entirely of poured steel. Even so, some of the rooms had been smashed open and cracked apart, as if by monstrous beasts…
At that moment, two genin approached and opened one of the iron doors, dragging out a corpse covered in curse marks. What was inside wasn't a beast—but a human!
Turning to look again, the cart behind them was filled with identical corpses…
"How are today's results?" Li Jiexuan crossed his arms, took a report from a chunin at the workstation, and marked a small check.
"A total of one thousand subjects tested. Survivors—two hundred and one!"
The chunin reported in a trembling voice, keeping his head lowered, not daring to say a single unnecessary word. Even in this hellish place, he feared Li Jiexuan more than anything. Because among all these people, only this three-year-old child remained completely unmoved by everything!
It was a kind of indifference—as if what had died here were not tens of thousands of humans, but tens of thousands of chickens…
"Not bad!" Li Jiexuan smiled and patted the chunin on the shoulder. "Looks like we got lucky today—there's even one extra lucky survivor!"
The cursed snake seal had only a one-in-five survival rate!