Lu Fei looked at the light blue light curtain that appeared in front of him, his mind went blank.
[Civilized preaching system is successfully bound.
[Initial mission: teach 'National Martial Arts: Foundation Building Chapter' to 1,000 people and unlock the next stage of 'Ancient Martial Arts'.
Number of preachers: 0/1000
As a bookworm for ten years, he took three seconds to accept the reality, and then spent three days thinking about the ultimate question: How to use this power?
Go it alone? Start a sect? A son-in-law from a wealthy family? Guarding in secret?
No, the layout is smaller.
Lu Fei suddenly raised his head, looking through the window of the rental house and landing on the red flag fluttering in the distance.
"One person's strength is ultimately a lonely legend."
"The sublimation of a civilization is an eternal epic."
"The best way to use this system is..."
He took a deep breath, picked up his phone, opened a red confidential app that he had never used before, and pressed the emergency reporting button that led directly to the Supreme Ministry of Internal Affairs.
An hour later, there was a knock on the door. Standing outside the door was an old man in a Chinese tunic suit and two guards whose aura was as calm as a mountain.
"Comrade Lu Fei," the old man smiled, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, "You said, you can make a country... Cultivate?"
Lu Fei nodded and looked directly at the old man: "More than that. Give me a thousand people, and I can return you an ancient martial arts army. Give me 100 million people, and I can lead the whole of China... To open the door to immortality."
The old man's pupils shrank, he was silent for a moment, and then stepped aside: "Please come with us. The leaders are waiting in the highest conference room."
Lu Fei knew that at this moment, he personally turned the wheel of history onto an unprecedented track.
