Preaching to 1.8 Billion Citizens, All of Huaxia Ascends

Lu Fei stared at the pale blue screen floating before him, his mind completely blank.

[The Civilization Spreading System has been successfully bound.]

[Initial Mission: Teach “Martial Arts: Foundation-Building” to 1,000 people to unlock the next stage, “Ancient Martial Arts.”]

[Number of people taught: 0/1,000]

As a ten-year veteran bookworm, it took him three seconds to accept reality, then three days to ponder one ultimate question: How should he use this power?

Go it alone? Found a sect? Become a rich family’s live-in son-in-law? Protect people from the shadows?

No. He was thinking too small.

Lu Fei abruptly raised his head. His gaze passed through the window of his rented apartment and settled on a red flag fluttering in the distance.

“The strength of one person is ultimately a lonely legend.”

“The ascension of a civilization is an everlasting epic.”

“The best way to use this System is obviously…”

He took a deep breath, picked up his phone, opened a secure red app he had never used before, and pressed the emergency tip-off button that connected directly to the highest authorities.

An hour later, someone knocked. Outside stood an elderly man in a Zhongshan suit, accompanied by two guards whose presence was as imposing as mountains.

“Comrade Lu Fei,” the old man said with a smile, though his eyes were sharp as an eagle’s. “You say you can teach an entire country… to cultivate?”

Lu Fei nodded, meeting the old man’s gaze. “More than that. Give me a thousand people, and I can give you an army of ancient martial artists. Give me a hundred million, and I can lead all of Huaxia… to knock on the door of immortality.”

The old man’s pupils contracted slightly. After a moment of silence, he stepped aside. “Please come with us. The leaders are waiting in the highest-level conference room.”

Lu Fei knew that at this moment, he had personally steered the wheels of history onto an unprecedented course.