Chapter 453
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Chapter 453: The Prophecy
Stepping quickly onto the tall pavilion, the almost overwhelming wind and snow brought a strong chill that Luo Ji keenly felt.
He estimated the temperature was already extremely close to zero degrees.
Without time to dwell, he raised his binoculars and looked directly towards the northern sky.
What he saw immediately changed Luo Ji’s expression.
Amidst the swirling wind and snow, the rolling black clouds created a distinct sense of oppression.
A blizzard was sweeping south; that damned prophecy was actually true?!
“You just said this prophecy was told to you by your tribe’s Great Shaman?”
Luo Ji quickly asked, looking back at Hill, who was clearly amazed by the tall pavilion.
The accompanying Jie Zichuan naturally translated Luo Ji’s words.
After listening, Hill quickly nodded.
“Yes, it’s the Great Shaman’s prophecy.”
“What exactly happened? Tell me about it.”
Luo Ji was clearly interested in the so-called Great Shaman and immediately pressed for details.
There was nothing to hide about this matter itself, so Hill quite readily explained the entire sequence of events.
However, her explanation caused a tidal wave of shock in Luo Ji’s heart.
This was because, according to Hill, they had begun their migration 3 months before the blizzard actually hit!
Although the blizzard had first ravaged the Bitter Cold Land and then slowly swept south towards them, the Great Shaman had actually been able to predict this blizzard in advance and instruct the northern tribes to begin migrating.
This was enough to show that this old charlatan had genuine ability.
Of course, Luo Ji didn’t believe it was some mystical power.
It should be a form of natural science, or rather, a principle of natural science.
With this thought, Luo Ji decisively asked again.
“I want to see your so-called Great Shaman. Where is he now?”
“He should be in the mountain forest camp to the north.”
By now, Hill was too tired to conceal this information.
Rather than waiting for the calamity to sweep over and let all the northern tribal civilians, including the Great Shaman, die in that mountain forest camp, it was better for them to be incorporated by Luo Ji’s Civilization directly. At least that way, there was a chance for survival.
However, what Hill didn’t know was that the northern tribal civilians in the Northern Mountain Forest had already been incorporated by Zhang Lue’s troops.
Luo Ji’s eyes immediately flashed with understanding upon hearing this.
According to her statement, the Great Shaman should now be in White River City.
Thinking of this, Luo Ji decisively ordered Zhou Cang of the guard unit.
“Zhou Cang, make a trip to White River City. Convey my command and bring that Great Shaman to see me.”
“Your humble subordinate obeys!”
After watching Zhou Cang depart, Luo Ji’s gaze once again fell upon Hill.
“I understand this matter. I always reward and punish fairly. This time, your report counts as a merit. What reward do you desire?”
Upon hearing this, Hill immediately recalled the previous incidents, and feeling somewhat inexplicably annoyed, she couldn’t help but say in a huff, “I want you to be my man!”
At this, Luo Ji’s face immediately darkened.
“This matter needs no further discussion. Choose something else.”
Receiving this reply, Hill felt even more displeased.
As a woman extremely confident in her appearance, being rejected twice in a row made it hard to be happy.
Although there was a significant element of spite in her demand, putting that aside, what Hill desired most at this moment was undoubtedly troops and weapons.
However, given the current situation and their respective positions, asking for these two things would clearly be a taboo.
She was a smart woman; aside from occasional moments of annoyance and childishness, she wouldn’t court rejection.
But without asking for troops or weapons, she didn’t seem to have anything else she particularly wanted.
Thinking of this, she suddenly lost interest.
Finally, she simply pointed to the clothes Luo Ji was wearing.
“I want a white garment like that.”
The color, coincidentally, was one she quite liked.
Upon hearing this, Luo Ji’s brows slightly raised.
The white garment he was wearing was none other than the cashmere sweater beneath his beast-skin greatcoat.
Cashmere was different from wool.
The so-called cashmere was the fine down from a goat’s skin, and each goat yielded only a small amount after shearing, making its production scarce.
Therefore, in the modern market, cashmere enjoyed the reputation of ‘soft gold,’ which clearly showed its preciousness.
And the one Luo Ji was wearing was pure cashmere; to weave one would require countless goats, making its value undeniably high.
Even in the current Myriad World Civilization, there weren’t many pure cashmere garments.
This Hill certainly knew how to pick, casually choosing a very valuable item.
But it didn’t matter.
Given how sensible she was, not asking him for military power or weapons, he naturally wouldn’t be stingy with a cashmere sweater.
He immediately instructed the weaving workshop to tailor one for Hill.
With one matter concluded, Luo Ji quickly returned to the Hall of Political Affairs.
Since he now clearly realized the blizzard was approaching, the necessary preparations naturally had to be made properly.
“Lu Yang, have the Secretary’s Office draft an announcement. Notify the entire Myriad World Civilization that a blizzard is approaching, and temperatures may continue to drop for some time. Instruct everyone to take proper warming measures.”
“At the same time, issue an order to the coal mine, telling them to accelerate coal extraction and processing. Accumulate as much coal as possible before the blizzard sweeps in.”
“Also, pay more attention to food supplies.”
“This blizzard might be very severe, and we don’t know how long it will last. Considering safety, various workplaces might have to shut down, so the stockpiles of food and coal must be guaranteed.”
Luo Ji’s orders went out one after another.
Lu Yang, sitting below and listening, clearly sensed the seriousness of the situation from Luo Ji’s words.
His expression instantly became solemn.
In the past, every winter, just one heavy snowfall was tough enough, and if a blizzard swept in directly, wouldn’t that be deadly?
Realizing this, how could Lu Yang dare to relax or be careless?
He immediately began to swiftly arrange the tasks Luo Ji had given him, demonstrating excellent work capability.
Meanwhile, Luo Ji leaned back in his office chair, hand on his forehead, and quickly fell into deep thought.
He was thinking, pondering what else he, as the ruler of Myriad World Civilization, could do for his civilization at this moment.
After thinking for a while, Luo Ji silently wrote the words ‘typhus’ on the paper in front of him.
Besides extensively stockpiling coal and food, typhus was also a troublesome issue.
