Emperor Tomb Legend!

[Year 201, age 225.]

[The Contamination continued.]

[The entire planet was shrouded in black fog with extremely low visibility.]

[After ordinary people came into prolonged contact with the black fog, abnormalities indeed began to appear.]

[They became violent, savage, and irrational. A single sentence could ignite their tempers, making them fiercely aggressive as they attacked everything around them.]

[Ordinary people backed by factions were rounded up by Cultivators and collectively locked away somewhere.]

[They were fed three meals a day and kept alive while waiting for the Contamination to recede.]

[Those without any factional protection could only fend for themselves.]

[Some provoked Cultivator factions and were exterminated on the spot.]

[Most of those eliminated on the spot were Human Race members.]

[The Alien Races had never liked the Human Race to begin with, and now they had found a perfectly legitimate excuse.]

[As for their own ordinary people, they did their utmost to preserve them—unless the Contamination was destined to last an extremely long time.]

[After all, if even the Cultivators could no longer fill their stomachs, they certainly would not feed ordinary people.]

[The Alien Races' favoritism was not entirely due to discrimination against the Human Race.]

[It was because Alien Races generally had low population numbers.]

[If they neglected the ordinary people of their own race, many Alien Races might find themselves with no new generation to follow the old.]

[You traveled across Vermilion Purple Star, searching for areas where the Contamination was weaker. Along the way, you heard many Cultivators complaining.]

["I cultivate every day, yet my cultivation is dropping instead. This damned Contamination!"]

["The ordinary people have all gone mad. Sooner or later, we'll have to mine and farm ourselves. Otherwise, what will we eat? What will we use?"]

["I heard the people from those major