dmims Chapter 205: The School of Fictional History
Chapter 205: The School of Fictional History
As the current highly respected and honored leader, Wu Cheng looked at the extremely grand and lively welcome ceremony in front of him, and couldn't help but feel an indescribable feeling that things have changed and people have changed.
He may have experienced similar scenes in the past, but the times have changed and things have changed dramatically compared to the past. Those past memories came flooding back to his mind, making him feel deeply moved.
However, let those past events drift away with the wind! After all, to this day, the "pie in the sky" promise that Willy made to him seems unattainable and like a castle in the air.
Looking back on the past, after going through countless hardships and relying on his own unremitting hard work, he finally created this huge group that can be called a religious organization.
At this moment, there is no doubt that he is already a big winner in life. Now, the cult has not only a large number of powerful mid- and low-end fighters as a solid backing, but also a demon god who has almost completely recovered his former glory in the top-level combat power.
If there is really a fierce confrontation with the Kingdom of Winter, it seems that there is not much to be afraid of. However, as time goes by, the responsibilities on Wu Cheng's shoulders are getting heavier, and there are more and more things that need to be considered in his mind.
If he viewed the people in the cult as mere tools and materials that could be consumed and discarded at will, then it would not be a bad idea to let them have a big battle with the Kingdom of Winter.
However, these trusted subordinates who have followed him all the way are very likely to dedicate their precious lives to the so-called cult faith because of his decision, and die from then on.
Because of this, sometimes Wu Cheng felt extremely annoyed with this so-called sense of responsibility. Thinking back to the past, wasn't it the same for me? And even now, I still can't get rid of this bondage...
However, this problem did not bother him for too long. Looking back, the last time he fought side by side with Willy against two executive officers was still vivid in his mind.
That thrilling battle ended with one death and one disability, which instantly changed the originally blatant and tit-for-tat confrontation situation of the Kingdom of Zhidong.
Since then, the Kingdom of Winter no longer confronted other countries head-on as blatantly as before, but instead adopted a more covert and insidious method like other countries - infiltration and espionage.
As for the blood debt owed by Dotore, Wu Cheng had already made a plan in his mind. He knew that guy was probably busy helping Hazard to promote the so-called "God-making Plan" and probably didn't have the leisure time to find trouble with him.
In this case, he decided to go to Xumi to settle the account with Dotore in person and have a good talk with this cunning guy. Of course, the content of the conversation must be frank and honest.
At this moment, Wei Li, who was standing aside, looked a little restless, like a trapped animal. She hadn't touched her favorite novel for two consecutive days, and the nagging desire made her feel uncomfortable all over.
At this moment, she had only one thought in her heart - to immediately find a new light novel to read to soothe her tense nerves.
However, her mind told her that in such a solemn and grand occasion, she had to restrain herself a little and try to maintain a good image. But the more she thought about it, the more she felt conflicted, as if her heart was being pulled by two forces.
At this moment, Qin, the host, walked up to him with a smile on her face, gracefully extended her right hand and tightly held Wu Cheng's hand, and said sincerely: "Dear Master, on behalf of the beautiful Mondstadt and all the members of the Knights of Favonius, I would like to warmly welcome you. We firmly believe that this Mondstadt Wind Flower Festival will bring you unprecedented surprises and will not let you down!"
Wu Cheng nodded slightly, and replied with a polite smile on his face: "Thank you, Captain Qin, for your hospitality. To be honest, I came here because I heard that this year's Wind Flower Festival in Mondstadt is different from previous years, so I came here specifically to find out what it is."
I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you more in the days ahead." Wu Cheng politely responded.
Then came the common polite words commonly used in diplomatic occasions, then the reporter of Mond's tabloid recorded the historic moment, and then the fictional historians who followed the Blood Moon Cult began to describe the meeting in their own flowery words.
In their historical records, the image of Mond's acting leader was described as somewhat humble, while the image of the leader was infinitely elevated.
The current descriptions are very conservative, mainly because Mr. Wu Chang told them before he left that they must be conservative in writing about the history of this diplomatic visit. Otherwise, you might see some weird history like the acting leader kneeling down and begging the leader to enter Mondstadt.
You have to know that these so-called history books will eventually be printed into books for the purpose of educating people about gratitude, and if they are not written well, you will be held accountable.
As for what is good and what is bad? The criteria are also very simple, that is, whether the leader you write is great. If he is great, then there is nothing to say.
If it is written that if one tarnishes the image of the leader even a little bit, then the first time it is just a verbal warning, the second time the research funding will be cut in half, and the third time he will be expelled from the society.
And none of these fictional historians violated this ban. They had food and drink here, were respected and could do whatever they wanted. Unless they were stupid, they would not abandon their current stable life.