"At first, I didn't believe that there could be someone who, without seeking fame or fortune, would sincerely help those penniless serfs who couldn't even afford cloth shoes. But there is such a person, and he is now standing in front of me alive."

"At first, I thought these serfs were just a bunch of ants who didn't know how to resist their fate. They could step on anyone and spit out disgust after they stepped on them. But now they are standing in front of me alive and telling me,

They also know how to resist fate."

"And all of this is only because of one person!"

"...So I want to stay and see, and believe in miracles again!"

At this time, the figure on the mountain top once again became the focus of the city.

"I think even you are crazy. Just like those crazy merchants in the ancient Persian Empire. They are all crazy and believe in a mortal as a god!" Hearing that his companion wanted to stay, the fellow travelers had no choice but to leave after persuading him to no avail.

The companions fled Blackstone City on their own.

And similar scenes were staged one after another in various places in Black Rock City.

People want to witness another miracle.

Witness how that man managed to turn a corner and bring a miracle to them again in the coming even crazier storm!

Among them were the caravan tea merchants like Zhao Jinchuan, who were also moved by the serfs' final burst of courage.

It stands to reason that businessmen should only be profit-seeking, and should not be able to afford it without profit. They only believe in the God of Wealth and interests. And only by meddling less in other people's business can they operate on the Tea Horse Road for a long time. But today, they were deeply touched, and their hearts seemed to have been silent for most of their lives.

I have found a new meaning in life, violated the rules set by my ancestors, and today I have to take care of this nosy matter.

Zhao Jinchuan raised his head and looked at Jin An's figure with a free and easy smile on his face: "I never expected that our old Zhao family has been scolded as businessmen all our lives. If we pass on the family line to my generation, old Zhao, there will be a hero. This is also a glorious ancestor!"

As soon as Zhao Jinchuan finished sighing, he felt a little headache looking at the enthusiastic merchants from the ancient Persian Empire who stayed to help clean up the corpses.

"Why do I feel that these people have more fighting spirit than those serfs? They are eager to do any work. They even fight to move a corpse or clean up the blood on the ground. It seems that it is an incomparable honor to work for Taoist Jin'an."

Zhao Jinchuan muttered, then stopped one of the people to ask the reason.

The other party looked at Jin An feverishly, and was so excited that he could not speak coherently: "God! Shepherd!"

Zhao Jinchuan had a headache and held his forehead.

At this time, the hearts of the people in the city were divided into three waves. One wave was made up of the landowners and nobles who kept fleeing with their property. Seeing that no one stopped them along the way, more landowners and nobles fled the city; the other wave was made up of those whose faith collapsed.

Ordinary people who were unable to escape from the city took to the streets every day to pray that the Buddha of Freedom in the World would appear again so that they could find their faith again. Another wave of people were filled with new vitality and firmly supported Jin'an's serfs, caravan tea merchants, and ancient people.

Persian Empire merchants and others.
Chapter completed!