Wei Yang felt that he might now possess the most powerful force in the entire “Land of Finality.”

This force was spawned by “fear” and “resentment,” and now it was just waiting for him to give the command.

Whichever side he joined would tip the scales of victory.

“Qi Xia…” The corner of Wei Yang’s mouth lifted, revealing a smile that was difficult to suppress. “You actually handed over such a massive army to me… are you too confident in me, or too confident in yourself?”

Wei Yang slowly walked to the roadside, found a collapsed low wall, and climbed to the top in a few steps, looking down at all the “Natives” before him.

He felt as if he were a king.

As a veteran fraud, he was very clear about how to manipulate hearts and minds at this moment.

“I went through the trouble of restoring your sanity, and you’re just going to play dead here?” Wei Yang said loudly.

His aged voice echoed across the plaza several times, causing everyone’s bodies to tremble slightly.

“Raise your heads!!” Wei Yang shouted again.

The crowd began to slowly raise their heads, looking at him with slight timidity, but whenever they saw him, the pain and despair hidden deep in their minds would surge forth again.

Most of them still bore scars on their bodies, and their faces had gradually become gaunt due to not eating for a long time, feeling somewhat hungry.

Wei Yang knew that now was the time to test these people’s “fear.” Perhaps everyone had their own gambit with those two dragons, and he had his at this moment as well.

“I want to overthrow Qinglong and Tianlong!”

After hearing these words, the numerous “Natives” looked at each other. Almost all the “Natives” had lost their sanity because they “failed at life gambling,” and those games had come precisely from Tianlong and Qinglong.

Wei Yang slowly turned his head and looked at a middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman was startled and hurriedly lowered her head.

“Don’t you want to go back and see your son?” Wei Yang said. “His name is Shengsheng, right?”

After hearing this, the woman instantly widened her eyes in terror, as if she had heard something extremely horrifying.

Wei Yang looked at a young man again and said softly: “The wedding was supposed to be held in just one more day, but you ended up stuck forever in the ‘Land of Finality.’ How ridiculous, isn’t it?”

The young man also hesitated to speak at this moment, as if his entire being had been seen through.

“I’m completely different from those two selfish dragons! I know each and every one of your lives, and I know all the joys, angers, sorrows, and pleasures in your hearts.” Wei Yang said. “I’m more like a ‘god’ than those two dragons, so… who wants to rebel against them with me?”

The crowd was silent. It seemed two “fears” were fighting in everyone’s hearts.

Should they rebel against a deranged “god”… or refuse a ruthless “demon”?

Wei Yang knew that the current degree wasn’t enough to make them abandon their lives. He had to transfer their emotions.

Transform all their “fear” of Tianlong and Qinglong in their hearts into “hatred,” and then transform their “hatred” of himself into “gratitude.”

In this way, emotions would be reversed, and human hearts could be controlled.

“They’re the culprits who harmed you into your current state! Exactly whose rules caused you to fall to your current situation?” Wei Yang said. “Who were the ones who took away your sanity?! Are you willing to let yourselves be slaughtered at will?!”

Wei Yang looked down at a young woman, pointed at her, and asked: “You tell me who that person is?”

“It’s… it’s Qinglong…” the woman answered.

Fear was transferring. Human hearts were already wavering.

“Yes… you still remember it was Qinglong. Don’t you remember? All these years, in order to let you move normally and look barely like human beings, how much effort have I made?” Wei Yang said. “Even though you’ve been abandoned by the entire world, I’ve still been leading you in action.”

The crowd stared at Wei Yang, their expressions gradually beginning to change.

“What have I been doing this for…?” Wei Yang said again. “What I’ve been doing it for is so that one day I can restore your sanity and then defeat those two who call themselves ‘gods’!”

Some people in the crowd had already begun to nod, seemingly agreeing with Wei Yang’s words.

Wei Yang scanned the crowd from left to right with an expressionless face.

Hatred was transferring. Human hearts had stabilized.

Only one last move remained, which was to use deception to make the crowd believe that aside from themselves, everyone else had already accepted the idea of “rebellion.”

“I won’t force you.” Wei Yang said. “Originally, I also intended to set you free after restoring your sanity. It’s just that I’ve decided to rebel myself. How about this—let’s be democratic…”

Wei Yang stared at the crowd once more and said: “Those who oppose, raise your hands. I won’t make things difficult for you.”

As he expected, among nearly a thousand people, not a single person raised their hand at this moment.

After all, they still harbored fear of him in their hearts. How could they possibly raise their hands at this time?

This was both a deception and a gamble.

As long as one person attempted to raise their hand, there would be a second person to follow, and his plan would completely fail.

People were selfish after all. After being tortured for so many years and finally regaining their sanity with great difficulty, who would be willing to be that person who stands out?

And who knew what fate awaited the person who stood out?

Once no one raised their hand, a thought would emerge in everyone’s minds—

That is, “everyone except me has agreed, so I can’t stand out either.”

After all, every sentence Wei Yang spoke was tugging at everyone’s thoughts. Now he was their lifeline.

Just like how people most easily worship gods when in despair, he was now their only faith.

At this moment, Wei Yang read the voices in everyone’s hearts. As expected, all human hearts were wavering. The plan had been laid.

“Good…” Wei Yang didn’t give the crowd more time to think. He immediately nodded and said, “I indeed didn’t misjudge you… and I haven’t wasted all these years constantly trying every means to awaken you.”

“But… what should we do?” someone asked.

“To be honest, the rebellion has already begun.” Wei Yang said. “Do you remember where you came from?”

“From… the interview room?”

“That’s right.” Wei Yang turned around and pointed at Di Zhu’s portal.

This portal had no physical form. Although it looked shaky under the massive explosion, it hadn’t been destroyed and still stood in place to this day.

“All those ‘judges’ have already returned to the ‘interview room’ when the sky darkened.” Wei Yang said to the crowd with a smile. “And I’ve already sent an advance force into the ‘interview room.’ Now we just need to go in and make our presence known, letting them know that our numbers far exceed theirs.”