Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

Not far away, people from the camp occasionally passed by Zhang Su and Yuwen, stopping to smile and greet them, but they couldn’t hear the conversation between the two. If others knew, they would be amazed, indeed the fewer people at a meeting, the more important the decisions made!

Who could have imagined that on a bitterly cold evening, the camp leader and spiritual leader were standing outside discussing the future of governance...

Zhang Su listened carefully to Yuwen’s words, took out a cigarette box, lit up a cigarette, puffed on it while frowning in deep thought, contemplating the content just discussed, feeling greatly shocked internally!

He had never thought that one day he would research the art of governance, even while discussing it, he felt somewhat surreal and even a bit unwilling to continue.

The burden was too heavy.

The taste of holding power was good, the feeling of enjoying privileges was wonderful, and the resources obtained were abundant, but once problems arose, the people below might still be preserved, however, for him it was hard to say, and he might even be overthrown due to some improper measures...

Seeing Zhang Su silent for a long time, Yuwen tentatively said: "Actually, all three directions have certain difficulties, I think... if we integrate the three directions and think collectively, perhaps new discoveries can be made!"

"Integrate?"

Zhang Su felt the cigarette end burning his hand, threw it to the ground and stomped it out, looking at Yuwen doubtfully.

"That’s right, integrate." Yuwen nodded, saying: "Why not create a mythical figure, attribute glorious deeds to this mythical figure, then promote it; by believing in and worshiping the mythical figure, we can gain protection, gradually strengthening the cohesion!"

Zhang Su looked at Yuwen with a peculiar gaze: "Old Yu, where did you learn all this? You sound like a charlatan... It’s easy to say, but how do we create a mythical figure? Where do the glorious deeds come from, just make them up?"

"Exactly!"

Although Zhang Su initially meant it as a joke, Yuwen nodded seriously: "Just make them up, fabricate various stories based on real situations, as long as they come from our mouths, they should believe it, because as long as they believe, they will gain protection, then by worshiping the belief, they can continue to gain protection and resources!"

"Haha..." Zhang Su suddenly laughed, shaking his head: "When you mentioned that, I suddenly remembered a plot from an anime, a particularly strong pirate, as long as he plants a flag on an island, the island belongs to him. The island’s people as long as they submit to him can receive protection, no other pirate dares to make trouble on the island with his flag!"

Yuwen nodded deeply in agreement, saying: "Yes, this is also a manifestation of belief. Just like you said, the island’s people must have felt the benefits from belief; they no longer suffer bullying, so they are willing to believe. Belief isn’t an insubstantial existence; any belief devoid of benefits will not stand!"

"Alright, then the problem is, how do we actually operate the mythical and fictitious beliefs you mentioned?"

Zhang Su made a strange face, feeling truly at a loss with these matters, deeply sensing that he really wasn’t a ruler-type, though leading a small group of comrades into battles was okay, managing this small camp presently was also easy, but becoming a local lord requires much more practice!

Yuwen calmly stated: "This matter is neither difficult nor easy, the key lies in subtle influence, it takes time to polish. As the situation gradually stabilizes, while training combat power, we should open courses on ideological education, everyone must study, completing the ideological infusion in this process."

"Hmm, I agree with this, but I’m quite curious about how to operate the step of creating mythology?" Zhang Su curiously asked, indifferent to the various imaginary gods from east, west, north, and south, he thoroughly disbelieved them, wanting to see how Yuwen would play this game.

With a smile on his lips, Yuwen looked at Zhang Su, saying: "The best method for this step is having a concrete mythical figure which is most convincing, for example, the founder of the Celestial Horse Island safe camp, the Doomsday Yama Zhang Su!"

"Pfft!"

Zhang Su listened intently, thinking Yuwen was about to profoundly introduce something, but instead came the punchline; such a melodramatic title almost shocked him face-first to the ground, even suspecting that Teacher Yu gained inspiration from listening to middle schoolers chatting at school.

"No matter who you are, get off Teacher Yu immediately, or I’ll cut you down!"

Zhang Su habitually patted the place where the Dog Leg Military Saber usually hung but instead found a Steel Rod, which he hadn’t removed after a mission.

Yuwen smiled but not with the feeling of joking.

"No, Old Yu, are you really serious about this?"

Zhang Su rubbed his cold cheeks, reminded of the Doomsday Yama title, it made him incredibly embarrassed, his goosebumps rose, truly admiring a language teacher capable of coming up with such a thing.

"Very serious!" Yuwen nodded, saying: "If you don’t like the title, consider changing it, but I think it’s quite awe-inspiring, a ruler in the end times should have a strong title, otherwise it’s hard to quell various upstarts! The leader is the Doomsday Yama, with the Yama Corps as the followers, enemies who encounter the Yama Corps will be close to Hell!"

Listening to Yuwen’s enthusiastic discourse, Zhang Su felt an inexplicable sensation; was he too conservative?

"Oh..." Zhang Su sighed helplessly, waving for pause: "It’s not about the title itself, I’m here alive, according to you it means stories need to be fabricated and attached to me, won’t that immediately expose everything when encountered, insane?"

"Mr. Zhang, you don’t need to worry excessively, just develop at your own pace. If you trust me, leave the matters I discussed with you in my care, I’ll ensure they’re done properly."

Yuwen sensed Zhang Su was resistant and decided to assume responsibility.

"What are you handling? Making stories for me? No need, no need..."

Zhang Su felt overwhelmed, giving him an impression akin to deceptive cult organizations.

Ignoring Zhang Su’s refusal, Yuwen rubbed his chin, introspectively saying: "I still believe the title Doomsday Yama is good, and everyone quite likes the name of the Yama Corps, what’s your opinion?"

"Who have you told this to... Damn, who exactly did you tell these stories to..." Zhang Su’s expression twisted, heartily guessing that it was done by Old Yu in his absence from the camp, otherwise with his hearing capabilities, he wouldn’t possibly miss it!

"Hmm... I see Xiaozhao’s side seems finished cooking, how about we go and eat first?"

Yuwen revealed a rare sly smirk, diverting the topic, and leaving.

"You bastard... Old Yu let me tell you, stop playing tricks on me, don’t humiliate me."

Zhang Su shouted a couple of words at Yuwen’s departing figure, then headed toward Guo Dachao and Jia Shiqin.

"You two, it’s time for dinner, put your work aside for now."

Reaching the open parking area, Zhang Su called out to Jia Shiqin and Guo Dachao.

"Whew, Brother Su, I’m almost done, no rush for dinner." Guo Dachao crouched, moving his slightly numb legs, saying: "Master Jia, you go first, I’ll finish this welding and then clean up."

"No rush, we’ll wait for you!"

Zhang Su offered cigarettes to both, asking: "Master Jia, is your leg okay now?"

Previously engaged in a firefight with Kuanzhuang People at the military camp, Jia Shiqin took a bullet, and Lü Leiyang raced back to the camp for healing.

"It’s fine now!" Jia Shiqin raised his wounded leg, laughing: "Dr. Zhong used such amazing medicine, it’s simply miraculous, instant healing, I even thought I was dreaming, haha."

Recalling the healing process, Jia Shiqin clicked his tongue in wonder, his sense of belonging to the camp significantly elevated; having such reliable medical methods gave him great peace of mind!

"Absolutely!" Next to him, welding parts with a sizzling sound, Guo Dachao chimed in, saying: "Wenjie’s injury before, such a large area, to be honest with you two, it chilled me to the core at the time, who knew it’d heal so quickly, it’s truly remarkable!"

The camp provides members with security assurances, and members are more motivated for camp’s development and construction.