Let's see how these people will make their choices.
To Fang Ming, these Blue Star people, Wei Hong and his group, were somewhat clever.
When Fang Ming was at his peak strength, he had transformed into billions of selves and conducted various experiments in numerous fictional worlds within the Void Sea.
In some historical-crossing worlds within the Void Sea, the reason protagonists could wield power and influence was largely due to their destined fate and protagonist's halo.
If one were to discard cheat devices, systems, luck, and exceptionally high intelligence and emotional quotients, possessing only normal human wisdom.
Furthermore, if one were to avoid soul-transmigrating directly into a prince or king with high status, and instead experience a physical transmigration.
Then, in many cases, an ordinary twenty-first-century transmigator would perish due to famine, disease, language barriers, lack of willpower, warfare, and numerous other factors before they could even make a name for themselves.
Essentially, they would not cause any substantial change to that ancient world, nor would they be able to alter the historical landscape.
The probability of successfully changing the historical landscape would be less than one in ten thousand.
How difficult it is for an ordinary transmigator, just one person, to reverse history?
A single accidental death would be enough to send history back to its original course.
Moreover, even if they were fortunate enough to solve the problem of survival, were not afflicted by viruses, and achieved a certain status, such as an eighth or ninth-rank official.
There would be a high probability that a solo transmigator would become complacent, indulging in the life of a wealthy man in ancient times, rather than striving for greater status.
Humans have inertia. Once a certain level of achievement is reached, many people feel it is enough and do not strive for further progress—an eighth or ninth-rank official was already superior to thousands, even tens of thousands of people.
A person who settles for being a town head for life would also feel that this social status is sufficient and there is no need to strive for the position of mayor.
Life is short, only a few decades. Many people lack much ambition in their will. Even if they could transmigrate to an ancient world, not many would truly exert all their efforts to strive for positions of kings and generals.
Even if they encountered danger and persecution, escaping to a safe place would be a more probable outcome than openly raising an armed force to rebel in ancient society.
To truly reverse history and achieve the feat of conquering an ancient world, it would require a group transmigration.
It is evident that the success rate of one person transmigrating versus a thousand people transmigrating is clearly different.
Wei Hong and the other Blue Star people clearly had no cheat devices or protagonist's luck, only a physical transmigration.
Under such circumstances, to conquer an ancient world, a solo effort is clearly unreliable; it requires a group effort.
Fang Ming also had no intention of arranging protagonist treatment for them, so he was curious to see how things would unfold next.
...
Wei Hong, Xu Lei, and others, through their respective social connections and by posting online to recruit people, managed to find quite a few individuals.
The strength of one person is limited.
By gathering so many people, Wei Hong and Xu Lei also gained many things that were previously unattainable.
For example—guns. This was something they could not obtain with their social status. Later, after befriending someone who had lived in the United States, they directly procured some firearms from there.
Even if they were not automatic weapons, ordinary handguns were more effective than cold weapons.
Most importantly, through the collective efforts of a thousand people, they finally obtained a large amount of modern industrial equipment, which was sufficient to establish a complete industrial chain in the ancient world.
Upon their arrival in the ancient world, by mastering modern technology far surpassing that of the era, they conquered several towns, recruited workers, and developed technological industries.
They repelled some Western colonialists at sea and gained considerable notoriety in the triangular region.
Wei Hong and his group's original plan was to advance their technological tree, reform society, and then overwhelm everything with an army.
After taking over several towns, they had indeed proven the correctness of this plan with their technologically advanced weapons.
Neither pirates, bandits, nor the local government soldiers were their match.
However, it wasn't until Wei Hong went out and personally witnessed a beam of golden light shooting into the sky, causing the surrounding land to shake and tremble as if an earthquake had occurred.
He watched the golden light for several tens of seconds, saw it disappear into the distance, and began to doubt his own objectives.
What was that?
A supernatural phenomenon?
With such an existence, could their plan to conquer by overwhelming force still succeed?
Wei Hong's heart was filled with cold sweat. Could it be that this ancient world was not purely materialistic but possessed supernatural powers on the mystical side?
If the enemies were such beings, would they still have a chance of winning?
"I need to find out."
Wei Hong told himself.
To investigate something thoroughly, one naturally had to inquire from the local populace.
Wei Hong questioned the local indigenous people. After repeated inquiries, he finally learned of a place from the older generation.
Tian Zhu Mountain.
It was said that golden lights were sometimes seen across the sky from Tian Zhu Mountain, but upon approaching, all anomalies would disappear.
There might be immortals residing on the mountain.
Wei Hong felt a sense of relief. So, he wasn't the only one who saw the golden light. It seemed it wasn't an illusion.
For some reason, his mood was not one of distress, but rather a strange feeling.
When Wei Hong inquired about the origin of the golden light, the local indigenous people said there was an immortal's temple on the mountain called Tai Xu Temple, and there were immortals within Tai Xu Temple.
The temple possessed secret techniques.
Only those with destiny could see them; those without destiny would not recognize them even if they stood face to face.
"Tai Xu Temple..."
Wei Hong noted the name of the temple in his mind.
Afterward, he returned and told his childhood friend, Xu Lei, among the transmigrators.
Xu Lei looked at him with disbelief.
"You actually believe there are gods and immortals in this world?"
"Ancient people were ignorant and hadn't studied science, so they prayed to gods and Buddhas. You are a transmigator, after all. You can't be as ignorant as they are, can you?"
Wei Hong himself did not believe in such things before seeing the golden light. His confidence stemmed from the overwhelming power of their cannons against the local indigenous people.
In the past, enemies would often throw dog's blood at their firearms, attempting to break through their defenses and dispel Wei Hong's sorcery, but it had never succeeded.
However, after seeing the golden light, he began to believe.
It was simply because the golden light appeared, and the earth itself shook.
Witnessing an anomalous phenomenon while simultaneously feeling seismic activity.
Why would the two occur simultaneously with such coincidence?
This was not normal.
There must be a problem.
Wei Hong thus replied, "But this golden light appearing with an earthquake... it's not normal."