"But we are labeled as being slaughtered by others. Yes! This is a world where the strong prey on the weak, but the strong prey on the weak is not a free struggle. In terms of status, we are unequal. Are you willing? You are willing to spend your whole life in such a place, and you cannot even predict when you die. Maybe you are still talking to your beautiful wife at this moment, but the next moment, because of your words, your head is cut off by those nobles! Are you willing?"

Fang Shaoyang became more and more excited as he spoke. His words were calm and powerful, and every word was clearly transmitted into everyone's ears.

"Not to give up! We are not to give up!"

The crowd was roaring angry, and Fang Shaoyang's words ignited their anger that had accumulated countless lives. They had long been unwilling to spend such a life. They were also bloody and had brains, not casual beasts or flowers and plants.

"We are a weak class. Compared with those big families, our strength is very weak, but I want to say that this cannot be an excuse to stop us from moving forward. Not all the strong people in the world belong to big families, and we can also become stronger! Are you cowardly? Do you love this empire that is not worthy of its name? Tell me! Do you love this land, this race or the empire you call controlled by the four big families?"

Fang Shaoyang's words were very radical, but he shouted out the words that the people living in the slums did not dare to shout. They had no courage to say it. Fang Shaoyang said it for them and shouted it in front of everyone.

"We love this land! Land!"

Their answer is very simple. Living in such a place like a mouse, they know very well that they appear on the screen and what they want nearby. In their eyes, the empire is nothing, but what they want is actually very simple. They just want a free and free life without oppression, can have enough food and clothes to wear.

As long as all this is met, they will be satisfied, and they have no other requirements.

This is a group of poor people, but they are also very simple.

"Everyone has the life they want in their hearts. I am not your God, and I cannot give you the life they want. Everything you want must be obtained by you with your own hands. When your mouth is useless, then take up the weapons in your hands and get them with weapons. When war and blood cleanse this land, you will get what you want, because by that time, you are the decision makers, you will decide where this continent will go and what kind of life you choose!"

Fang Shaoyang thought a lot, but he didn't think of these words in advance, but he suddenly thought of them in such a place.

He is the way of heaven, and the way of heaven is the heaven that is over everyone's heads. He is just and he is kind.

When he saw the situation here, these were his people. What he needed to do, and what Fang Shaoyang also needed to do.

A fire was burning in everyone's hearts. Their eyes looked at Fang Shaoyang frantically and grabbed the weapons beside them.

Fang Shaoyang said something they had never said for so many years. They should do this. If they don’t do this, perhaps their descendants will spend their lives in such an environment and will never change.

"Long live Miyamoto! Long live Miyamoto!"

The crowd burst into excitement. Although Fang Shaoyang said that he was not their god, at this moment, in the hearts of everyone in Sanqu, Fang Shaoyang was their god, their greatest god!

From now on, there was no Amaterasu in their faith, only a mortal named Miyamoto, but this mortal is the greatest god in the future!

The god of the trilogy!

...

The thunderstorm was thundering, it was like a baptism for Sanqu people. Fang Shaoyang stood in the rain with them, accompanying them to digest the pile of words he had just said.

Countless powers of faith emerged from countless corners of Sanqu like rolling rivers and fell on Fang Shaoyang.

Fang Shaoyang suddenly laughed. This was an unexpected surprise!

The power of faith! The way of heaven is growing slowly. In the Wu tribe, the strong men of the Wu tribe have established a different system with other means, a kind of fake way of heaven, but in the face of the real way of heaven, the fake way of heaven is a scumbag.

In a corner that Fang Shaoyang didn't know, the war on the ground ended, but the gathering of the power of faith made the war in the sky begin.

That was a battle between the laws of heaven. The orthodox laws of heaven were ultimately the orthodox laws of heaven. A lean camel always had a bigger horse, silently, everything seemed to have never happened. The laws of heaven ruled the sky above Fang Shaoyang's head.

The thunderstorm continued to wash away the earth, and Fang Shaoyang's power instantly seemed to be irrigated, and instantly increased by a large part.

This is not an obvious change in level, but a change in the inner way of heaven. His perception has once again increased!

The gains were much more than Shaoyang expected, and this was a complete profit.

...

Things have settled, but there has been a huge change in the hearts of Sanqu people.

Fang Shaoyang asked someone to clean up the store. Fang Shaoyang, the mansion before, divided all his property and then distributed it to every household. Fang Shaoyang's move completely consolidated the hearts of the people of Sanqu.

However, Fang Shaoyang actually used Aso's head as a stool for many days, and sat on the excuse of being lazy and basking in the sun every day.

When Fang Shaoyang was sitting there at first, he was shocked by many people until later, when everyone got used to this matter, the fire of hatred in his heart defeated the fear of this terrible practice.

After Fang Shaoyang finished sitting, many people also sat there, basking in the sun as if they were like this.

"But we are labeled as being slaughtered by others. Yes! This is a world where the strong prey on the weak, but the strong prey on the weak is not a free struggle. In terms of status, we are unequal. Are you willing? You are willing to spend your whole life in such a place, and you cannot even predict when you die. Maybe you are still talking to your beautiful wife at this moment, but the next moment, because of your words, your head is cut off by those nobles! Are you willing?"

Fang Shaoyang became more and more excited as he spoke. His words were calm and powerful, and every word was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!