After returning from Song Sheng's mansion, Zhu Xiong had already made plans for how to build the city.
Just like Song Sheng said, it was unrealistic to build a city in Great Ming that belonged to the people.
Therefore, Zhu Xiong's only option was to build a city outside the pass.
After the city reached a certain scale, he would talk about other things.
However, there was another problem.
How could one hundred thousand subjects come out of seclusion?
How could he come out of seclusion?
As a vassal king, it was a serious crime to leave his fief without Old Zhu's consent!
Moreover, it would be even more difficult for his 100,000 subjects to come out of seclusion.
This was not just one or two people, nor was it a few hundred people.
It was 100,000 people!
100,000 people coming out of seclusion, how big of a commotion would that cause? It was impossible to hide it even if one wanted to!
Therefore, the 100,000 people under his command could not be taken away at all!
Zhu Xiong was the only one who could leave.
However, as a vassal king, Zhu Rong could not just disappear without a sound.
Therefore, Zhu Rong had a reason to disappear from everyone's sight.
Otherwise, he would have to find a substitute to replace him.
After thinking about it, Zhu Xiong looked at the System Store.
He wanted to see if he could find a solution from the mall.
At this moment, Zhu Xiong had logged in for 60 days and accumulated a total of 1,830 points.
He had spent 1,000 points to exchange for the improved potatoes.
After that, he exchanged 300 points for ripening fertilizer.
He was left with 530 points.
Zhu Rong's eyes began to search for shopping malls.
This time, he didn't look at the merchandise.
Instead, he looked at the talent column and the item column.
He opened the talent column.
A list of talents was revealed.
Agriculture talents, management talents, commanding talents, actors talents, industrial talents, business talents, artistic talents, and so on. There were all kinds of talents.
These talents were divided into ten levels.
Normal, Superior, Normal Elite, Intermediate Elite, Advanced Elite, Master, Grandmaster, Epic, Legendary, Mythical.
Each level of talent corresponded to a different price of points.
Ordinary people only needed 100 points to exchange for one.
Excellent grade would increase by five times, and each one would cost 500 points.
Normal Elites cost 1,000 points each.
Intermediate Elites 5,000 points, Advanced Elites 10,000 points.
50,000 for a Master and 100,000 for a Grandmaster.
Epic Level, one million.
Legend has it that it required 10 million.
The Myths needed one billion.
Seeing this, Zhu Xiong couldn't help but take a deep breath.
A mythical-level talent actually needed one billion points.
It was equivalent to Zhu Xiong having to clock in for more than 100 years without using a single point!
At that time, Zhu Xi would probably have turned into a cup of yellow soil.
Zhu Xiong shook his head slightly. He didn't even look at the abilities of people above the Epic stage.
After briefly sweeping through the elites, masters, and grandmasters, he was finally able to see what was going on.
Zhu Xiong looked at the ordinary talents and excellent talents.
The current Zhu Xiong had too few points.
And there would definitely be many places where points would be used.
Zhu Rong didn't want to think about those unattainable talents for the time being, because it would be useless even if he thought about them.
1,000 points for a normal elite was enough for Zhu Xiong to exchange for 10 normal talents in one go.
The amount of points he had to exchange for a high-level elite was enough for him to exchange for 100 ordinary talents.
It wasn't that these elite talents weren't good.
Sometimes, an elite talent was definitely better than ten or a hundred ordinary talents.
However, one had to eat one mouthful at a time, and one had to walk step by step.
At this stage, what Zhu Xiong needed the most were ordinary talents.
Moreover, with Zhu Xiong's current points, he could only exchange for one elite talent and five ordinary talents.
However, this didn't matter.
If quality was not enough, quantity would make up for it.
Three stooges are better than one Zhuge Liang.
After some consideration, Zhu Xiong set his sights on the ordinary talents.
After a round of selection, Zhu Xiong exchanged for a military talent, a management talent, and an actor talent.
Wen Wen, Wu, and a substitute.
This was Zhu Xiong's choice after careful consideration.
After exchanging for three talents.
Zhu Xiong had 230 points left.
Zhu Rong looked at the props bar.
After a round of searching, he used his remaining 200 points to exchange for a disguise mask.
After putting on the mask, he looked exactly like Zhu Rong, and it was very lifelike.
It was difficult to tell who was who even if one looked carefully.
With this mask, there was basically no problem with using a substitute.
As long as the substitute wore the mask, he would be the person who was most familiar with him. If he did not carefully distinguish them, it would be difficult to recognize who was who.
Not long after, the three talents exchanged from the system appeared in front of Zhu Xiong.
Zhu Rong didn't say anything else and directly asked the actor-type talent to put on a disguise mask.
Thus, the second Zhu Xi was officially born.
Looking at the body, figure, and appearance, it was a substitute that was exactly the same as him.
Zhu Xiong was secretly amazed.
The system's products were indeed top-notch.
With this substitute, Zhu Rong could come out of seclusion without being noticed.
But before that, Zhu Rong still needed to make some arrangements.
After all, he still had 100,000 subjects under him.
In Zhu Rong's opinion, he probably couldn't take away these 100,000 subjects.
The target was too big and there were too many people. There was no way to operate.
Since he couldn't take them away, he had to make arrangements for these 100,000 subjects.
He was not afraid of the female subjects. The bachelors of the Northwest Border Army were still queuing in his fief.
As for the male subjects, Zhu Xiong made a decision after some thought.
Pack it up and give it away!
For whom?
Other than Song Sheng, who else could it be?
In any case, they had already sent over 30,000 people.
Adding another 50,000 people was not much.
As for how to arrange it, that was the Imperial Court's business.
With 50,000 young men here, Zhu Rong didn't believe that Old Zhu and Song Sheng wouldn't be tempted.
In this way, even if Old Zhu found out that these subjects had unknown origins, he could not say anything.
After all, he had already handed him over to the Imperial Court. King Su had already made his intentions clear to the Imperial Court.
If Old Zhu asked and Zhu Xiong said he didn't know anything, Old Zhu wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
Thinking of this, Zhu Rong immediately wrote a memorial to Old Zhu and had it sent to the capital.
Then, he would teach the substitute what he needed to do in the future.
At the same time, he informed the 100,000 subjects to listen to the arrangements of the substitute in the future.
He brought the two ordinary talents he had exchanged from the system and headed north at night.
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