Chapter 132: The Plan for the Spring Festival Gala

"Your Majesty, this is the proposal from the Ministry of Civil Affairs. Please, take a look..."

The Minister of Civil Affairs walked into the King's office, his eyes heavy with dark circles. Despite his exhausted expression, his eyes sparkled with excitement and anticipation.

It had taken them only two days to design the schedule and specific deployment for the [Spring Festival Gala]. This was a magnificent breakthrough, proving the King's words true: the Block People were a great and noble race with limitless potential.

"I have fulfilled the mission; my subjects have properly arranged the details for the Spring Festival Gala." He did not attribute the contribution to the Ministry or himself, but rather to the subjects.

"Oh?"

Mo Fangyuan paused his quill. He had almost forgotten that he had assigned the [Spring Festival Gala Project] to the Ministry of Civil Affairs, and only now, upon being reminded, did it come back to him.

"Hmm..."

Mo Fangyuan had already drafted a separate, specific plan for the [Spring Festival Gala] and had people rehearsing for it. By now, those performers had been practicing for three days.

"This is our plan. Please, Your Majesty, review it!"

The Minister, unaware of Mo Fangyuan's internal thoughts, simply felt a sense of pride that the task entrusted to them by the King was complete.

"Let me see..."

Mo Fangyuan was curious to see what kind of surprises they had in store for him. He opened the first page of the proposal.

[1. Opening Speech]

The words "The Overworld" stood out clearly before his eyes. The following pages contained detailed drafts for the opening address. The content was mediocre, yet he could feel the sincerity behind their efforts.

[2. Reflections on Change]

The second item involved reflecting on the sea-change transformations of the Block Kingdom and praising the greatness of the King—himself.

[3. Entertainment Activities]

The third item was packed with variety. There were seven distinct activities, encompassing all the forms of entertainment Mo Fangyuan had previously mentioned.

[4. Closing Ceremony]

"Ah, this..."

Mo Fangyuan was genuinely impressed by the proposal. While the first, second, and fourth items were nothing special, the [3. Entertainment Activities] were truly excellent; he hadn't even thought of that many options himself. Crucially, these activities had never existed in the Block World before; they were things he had only mentioned in passing during casual conversations. He was amazed they had managed to recreate them.

Still, it was fine. The Spring Festival Gala was meant for joy; if it were too serious, it would lose its purpose.

As he read further, Mo Fangyuan grew serious. He had initially assumed the Ministry of Civil Affairs wouldn't be able to produce anything worthwhile, intending the task merely as an exercise to gain experience. He had even prepared his own plan. Now, it seemed he had underestimated their creativity—no, the collective wisdom of his people!

However, while the plan was excellent, a dilemma arose: should he proceed with his own schedule or adopt the Ministry's?

It was a difficult choice. If he switched to the Ministry's plan, the performers he had already trained for three days would have wasted their efforts, and he could imagine their disappointment. If he stuck to his own, the hard work of the Ministry would be discarded, which would certainly dampen their spirits as well.

"Then I shall use both!"

Choosing one would inevitably disappoint the other, so why not merge the two plans and create something that incorporated the best of both? In reasonable circumstances, having it all was an option.

"The plan is excellent, but there are areas that need adjustment," Mo Fangyuan said, coughing lightly.

Upon hearing the word "adjustment," the Minister's heart leapt into his throat. His staff had revised the plan repeatedly until they believed it was perfect, and most of the activities were already being rehearsed. Deleting any of them would mean their hard work was in vain.

"Of course, the content is wonderful, and I will not delete anything. I am merely adding a few things... I will find others to handle the new additions," Mo Fangyuan said with a slight smile, understanding the Minister's anxiety.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The Minister exhaled; it was a false alarm. *I actually doubted the King! How could such a kind soul trample on the hard work of others?* he scolded himself silently.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for participating personally. We are deeply grateful!"

"If there is nothing else, I shall take my leave."

"Yes, go. You must be tired. I will give you the revised plan tomorrow. For now, I will keep this draft."

With the King's permission, the Minister bowed and retreated.

"Sigh!"

Once the young man had left, Mo Fangyuan sighed as he often did.

"This is a troublesome affair... The gala is the night after tomorrow. It seems I must cancel my other tasks today and devote all my energy to merging these two plans. Oh, why was I so foolish to arrange two separate plans? Now, the retribution is here!"

He picked up the Ministry's proposal and pulled his own from a box. Once again, Mo Fangyuan began the process of merging, revising, and refining the [Spring Festival Gala Project].

Outside the window, it was a world of ice and snow, bone-chillingly cold. Inside, it was bustling, warm, and vibrant. The Ministry of Agriculture, the Ministry of the Interior, the Ministry of Civil Affairs, the Ministry of Industry—every department that had received instructions was busy working on its role and tasks for the gala.

"Hmm... [Work Reports] and [Opening Speeches] can be combined into the first item. Speech first, then reports... Actually, the [Annual Summary] can also be included in the first section. After all, it's the same type of content..."

Merging plans was much easier than creating them from scratch. Mo Fangyuan's mind raced, searching for solutions.

"Let's just rename the first item [Data Summary]..."

"The second item..."

The night ended in the rhythm of Mo Fangyuan's murmurs.