Everyone looked at each other, at a loss for words.
"The person you saw negotiating with Zhang San just now is one of my subordinates," Yina Yin said calmly. "Because Zhang San was uncooperative, I had to hide my identity and come to Six Saints Town to investigate everything. Now that you've entered my world, let me be a proper host and treat you to a good meal. Mr. Fang—"
The balding uncle from the video stood up and said, "Everything is ready. Please get on the bus."
A large bus pulled up steadily by the roadside.
They glanced at one another—young and adventurous, though nervous, they still followed Yina Yin's arrangements and boarded the bus.
Everyone sat in the soft seats, awkwardly unsure where to put their hands.
A few couldn't help themselves—they touched this and that, eyes full of curiosity.
Mr. Fang nodded to Yina Yin, then turned and boarded the bus as well.
From here on, Mr. Fang would take charge of the journey.
Yina Yin took the chance to find a spot to rest—there were still many tough battles ahead. She needed to go back and bring the second and third groups out, letting them see the outside world in turns.
On the bus, Mr. Fang picked up a microphone and said, "Let me introduce myself. My surname is Fang, and I'm much older than you all—just call me Uncle Fang. I'll be leading you on this trip to experience the wonders of the outside world. Our first stop: downtown."
The bus started up, and everyone inside gasped in amazement. They couldn't help but marvel—how could such a huge metal box move on its own?
Along the way, Mr. Fang pointed out the sights: buildings, tall skyscrapers, shopping malls, and explained what was sold inside.
Everyone felt like their eyes weren't enough to take it all in.
They had lived in Six Saints Town their whole lives, never exposed to the outside world.
Now, all these new and exciting things rushed at them—it was impossible not to be moved.
When they passed a school, Uncle Fang said, "This is a school, similar to what you think of as an academy. Every child born here can attend for free. There are many teachers who teach cultural knowledge, and when you grow up, you can get into even higher schools and land better jobs."
"Uncle Fang, is this like passing the scholar’s exam?" someone asked.
Mr. Fang chuckled and replied, "Sort of, but not exactly. In the past, you had to master knowledge and martial arts to serve the emperor. Now, you can learn any skill you want and work for whoever you choose, for as long as you want—no one will restrict your freedom anymore. Look, this is the city's landmark building. It's forty-five stories tall, and all kinds of professionals come and go here."
Just then, a stylishly dressed young woman stepped out, high heels clicking, bag in hand, and hailed a car with a wave.
The young men had never seen such boldly dressed women before—and so beautiful, too. Their eyes darted around, unsure where to look.
They wanted to look, but felt embarrassed.
If they didn’t look, they still couldn’t help feeling envious.
Mr. Fang just smiled and said nothing.
Soon enough, it was impossible not to look.
They passed by the outside of a film company’s building.
Just then, a group of trainees came out, chatting and laughing. Their youthful energy made everyone on the bus stare in awe.
They were all young, but how come those people looked so much better?
Looking down at themselves, everyone started to feel a bit self-conscious.
Mr. Fang spoke up at the right moment: "Here, relationships are free. If you want to pursue someone, you can. Love is free, and so is marriage."
The young men's eyes lit up instantly.
So, they could leave Six Saints Town and marry someone from the outside?
If they could find someone as beautiful as that woman just now, that would be perfect!
They arrived at an upscale restaurant, where Mr. Fang treated everyone to a meal.
Everyone sat stiffly in their chairs, afraid to move.
The servers wore qipaos, their figures graceful and faces lovely—each one looked far prettier than any village girl back in Six Saints Town.
The young men's hearts started to stir again.
If that woman earlier seemed out of reach, these servers were right in front of them, talking to them directly.
But their accents were so thick that the servers couldn't understand what they were saying, leaving the young men a bit disappointed.
Mr. Fang smiled and said, "Once you come out into the world and learn Mandarin, you'll be able to communicate with them easily. Mandarin is easy to learn—it's the standard language nationwide."
When the food arrived, the young men realized they'd wasted the first half of their lives!
So the amazing dishes they'd heard about on that magical wall really did exist!
No, this was the best food they'd ever tasted!
After the meal, Mr. Fang took them to an amusement park, a city park, a botanical garden, and a shopping mall to see the world.
By evening, Mr. Fang brought them to the dock and said with a smile, "Today was just a tour. I look forward to you truly leaving the mountains and Six Saints Town, and officially joining us out here."
The young men reluctantly boarded the boat and returned to Six Saints Town.
None of them said a word.
But everyone knew—the outside world was too captivating. Once you’d been, you never wanted to go back.
They quietly resolved to go home and persuade their families to move out to the world beyond!
After all, with houses, land, and money provided, there was no need to worry about going hungry.
Yina Yin spent each day leading group after group to see the wonders of the outside world.
After returning to Six Saints Town, they looked at their poor, backward home and couldn't find peace in their hearts anymore.
Once you've seen the bustling world outside, how could you ever stand the cold loneliness here?
Meanwhile, Ryan King rallied the angry villagers to smash and loot the Zhang Family, completely toppling their rule.
They say you must break things to build anew.
Now that the Zhang Family had lost all status, it was time to elect a new leader.
Cherry Miller, with her silver tongue, convinced the village chiefs to gather and choose a new leader.
"Uncle Lee, Six Saints Town needs someone to lead. If the Zhangs could rule for so many years, why not you? I think you're just as capable. Whatever they did, you can do too!" Cherry Miller urged Derek Lee, the village chief. "I can't keep secrets from you anymore. I'm not really from the Gu family—I'm Cherry Miller, chief assistant at Yin Enterprises, currently in charge of the GF-112 project. Let me be honest: I'm willing to add fifty thousand yuan per person on top of the compensation, but only if you become the new leader of Six Saints Town. I’ll only negotiate directly with the leader, and leaders get extra benefits. You’ve cared for me all these days, so I’ll personally gift you a house. You have a lot of kids, and they’ll need homes when they grow up and get married. Plus, I’ll add a dowry for Emily so our sisterly bond is complete."
Derek Lee was swayed.
Cherry Miller’s offer was just too tempting to resist.
Honestly, even without Cherry Miller’s persuasion, Derek Lee already wanted to compete for the position.
It was just that so much had happened today, everyone was still reeling.
The issue Cherry Miller brought up was bound to come up sooner or later.
Derek Lee hesitated, then said, "Lee Village only has a few hundred people. How can I win everyone over?"
Cherry Miller smiled and replied, "Oh, Uncle Lee, you’re being modest. Lee Village may not have many people, but you have plenty of connections. If you don’t use them now, once everyone leaves Six Saints Town, they’ll be useless. This is a limited-time opportunity!"
Derek Lee thought for a moment, then made up his mind. "Alright, I’ll do it. I’ll run for the position."
"That’s the spirit," Cherry Miller said with satisfaction. "Many people have already left Six Saints Town to see the outside world. As more go, I believe the young people will all want to leave, too. When that happens, someone will need to handle daily affairs. We can provide houses and money, but not management. So, Uncle Lee, won’t all the buying and selling fall to you?"
Cherry Miller left it at that.
But Derek Lee understood perfectly.
This was a cushy job!