Meng Jingzhe always had a smile on his face and said, "I want you."

After the voice was silent for a long time, it finally spoke again and said: "You are dreaming."

"Whether it's a dream or not, just watch, I'm about to catch you."

Hearing what Meng Jingzhe said, Mirage suddenly felt a little flustered, but still forced herself to calm down.

Meng Jingzhe's plan continues to advance, and the people of the entire country have gradually become better off because of his series of iron-blooded reform measures. Now when people mention Meng Jingzhe, they no longer mention his tyranny, but his several tax cuts to encourage employment

These benevolent policies.

Because of this huge change, people across the country even spontaneously began to build temples for Meng Jingzhe, and every household worshiped Meng Jingzhe's longevity ranking.

"You are stealing my faith, you are stealing the power of my faith!" Mirage shouted angrily.

Meng Jingzhe said: "I didn't steal it, they insisted on giving it to me."

"You are a thief, you are!" Mirage shouted.

When Meng Jingzhe knew that this place was an illusion, he had thought about not treating the people in this world as real people, but gradually, his attitude changed.

He saw Zhao Xuan's consideration for him, he saw the little palace maid's gratitude to him, and he also saw how some officials were afraid of him.

Everyone was a living person, so real that it completely dispelled the false thoughts in Meng Jingzhe's heart, forcing him to try to treat them as real people.

At this time, the power of faith that was pouring into Meng Jingzhe from all over the country made him feel that everything he had done was worth it.

"Do you think you can take people out of here by stealing some power of faith? Let me tell you, you are dreaming!"

Meng Jingzhe looked at a certain point in the void, as if looking at the mirage hiding behind everything.

"The power of faith is just your fur. What I want to take is your foundation." Meng Jingzhe said.
Chapter completed!