The Spell's Range Covers the Entire Territory of China? Hand It Over to the Nation

50: Chapter 50 The Three-Colored Divine Light! When Mercy Accompanied by ThunderHowever, not everyone was grateful for Dragon Summer’s reception.

People’s hearts are hard to fathom, especially in this dying age where only half a breath remains; malice often lurks deeper than any virus.

In a corner of the refugee resettlement area.

A man with messy hair and a face smeared with thick black ash was huddled up, desperately gnawing on a plain steamed bun held tightly in his hands. He looked no different from the other frightened refugees around him, perhaps even more down-and-out. Only the eyes hidden beneath his dirty hair were darting around, revealing a cold shrewdness inconsistent with his appearance.

”So this is the defense line Dragon Summer prides itself on? Nothing special.”

The man let out a cold laugh in his heart.

He was an observer sent by the Ark Alliance, codenamed ’Mole’.

Originally, his duty was merely to observe Dragon Summer’s movements from the periphery, looking for any weakness in the Golden Great Wall.

But now, he had changed his mind and decided to cause trouble for Dragon Summer.

Because in his eyes, this so-called Eastern Great Nation was hopelessly foolish.

Daring to accept so many refugees on such a scale at this time?

Never mind the consumption of food; just the plague and material depletion alone could drag this army down. Not to mention ’spikes’ like him who had infiltrated; once the time was right, tossing poison into the water source, or creating panic among the crowds, this place would instantly turn into a lit stick of dynamite.

”Eat up, eat more.”, Mole swallowed the last bite of the bun, thinking viciously, ”Eat your fill, you’ll be ready to hit the road soon enough.”

...

Kunlun Palace, Meeting Room No. 1.

A giant holographic sandbox floated in mid-air, showing that the secured defense line, having been cleared, had steadily Advanced thirty kilometers outward. This wasn’t just a small step on the map; it meant that Dragon Summer’s territorial expansion plan had achieved its initial strategic depth.

But it wasn’t all good news.

”A headache.”

The Minister of Civil Affairs sighed while looking at the report in his hands.

”Sir, Comrade Su Yun, we have brought the people in, but this mess... it’s difficult to handle.”

”What exactly is the situation?” Long Yi, however, was quite composed. Dragon Summer’s foundation was just set, and the current difficulties, in his view, were merely growing pains before taking off.

”These people are truly miserable,” the Minister of Civil Affairs counted on his fingers, ”First, their bodies are broken. Severe malnutrition is standard, plus radiation-induced skin ulcerations, a highly contagious mutated influenza, and some even have their stomachs full of unknown varieties of parasites. Our medical teams worked for several hours straight, and several doctors nearly collapsed from exhaustion; there simply wasn’t enough medicine to go around.”

”Secondly, there are the mental issues. Most people were scared senseless by the monsters along the way, suffering from severe PTSD—Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. They scream at the slightest disturbance.”

”The most troublesome thing is...”

The Minister paused.

”They are not our kind, and their thoughts are too chaotic. The language barrier is one thing, but there are also many superstitious people secretly setting up doomsday cults below, preaching that we are raising them as bait for demons. If this panic spreads, and tens of thousands riot, we can’t exactly start shooting unarmed refugees, can we?”

The meeting room fell silent.

This was indeed a thorny problem. Saving people is easy; supporting them is hard, especially a group of people physically and mentally crippled. If handled poorly, these people would not only fail to become labor but would instead become a burden capable of dragging Dragon Summer into a quagmire.

”Since they have entered our gates, they must abide by our rules and change their hearts to align with ours.”

Long Yi tapped the table lightly with his finger, having anticipated this: ”A stick and a carrot—the wisdom of our ancestors must not be abandoned. To make them obedient, we must first make them revere us, and then make them grateful.”

He looked at Su Yun: ”Comrade Su Yun, the second phase, ’Winning Hearts,’ is entrusted to you.”

Su Yun, who had been leaning back with his eyes closed to rest, opened them upon hearing this.

He nodded and slowly stood up.

The second phase, in essence, was simple: rely on his skills to display miracles, thereby conquering the hearts and minds of the refugees.

And this step was naturally not difficult for him.

Su Yun raised his right hand and gently tapped the empty air with his slender fingers.

...

Meanwhile, in the resettlement area.

The noisy world seemed to have had its mute button pressed.

It suddenly became quiet all around.

The clamor, the crying, and the cursing sounds seemed to be instantly cut off by an invisible giant hand.

Mole lifted his head alertly.

The next second.

He saw light.

At first, it was a faint trace of purple, rising from the eastern horizon. It didn’t look like the rising sun but rather as if someone had splashed a bottle of purple ink into the clouds, instantly dyeing the entire sky.

Purple Qi Coming From the East for thirty thousand miles.

This light was not dazzling; instead, it carried a strange sense of clarity that pierced straight into people’s hearts.

The moment the purple light shone down, Mole froze.

He saw that the previously dull-witted refugees had all stopped moving. They stared blankly at the sky, their muddy eyes gradually clearing up.

That frenzy of prioritizing survival above all else, like wild beasts, was forcibly suppressed by this surge of purple Qi.

Reason regained high ground.

Everyone began to come to their senses: What was I doing? Why was I trying to snatch that child’s biscuit? Why was I relieving myself on the ground in the benefactor’s territory? Why was I just cursing the soldier who gave me clothes?

Shame.

The purple Qi awakened the higher emotions called ’shame’ and ’reason,’ returning people to the category of ’human’.

”Is this... mass mental control?” Mole was terrified. How was this possible? Although psychic ability users are rare, they cannot cover such a vast area! How much Mental Energy would that require? Even the brain developers of the Ark Alliance couldn’t achieve this!

Before he could grasp the horror of the situation.

The celestial phenomenon changed again.

The purple Qi had not dissipated, but greenness had arrived.

In the sky, the previously dry air suddenly became moist, and countless emerald green fine drizzles fell like silk threads.

The rainwater carried a crystalline luster, and every drop contained vigorous life force.

[”Azure Sea Surges - Sweet Rain”].

The rainwater landed on Mole’s hand, making a faint ’hissing’ sound and emitting a puff of green smoke.

Mole discovered in horror that this green rainwater, upon touching his skin, began to corrode it as if it were strong acid!

”Biological weapon? Is Dragon Summer planning to kill everyone?!”