Land of Rising Dragons

At the risk of being an eyesore, Feng Xue obtained King Zhou's schedule from the "Nine-Tailed Fox" through Haotian's authority. Looking at the report in front of her, she suddenly felt that this thing was even more an eyesore than she had imagined.

"Good heavens, no wonder Daji had so many wine pools and meat forests, and so many beautiful women... It's all part of a fully immersive virtual reality experience! That's it, King Zhou has become a shut-in!"

Looking at the report, Feng Xue had a feeling of "Is this even possible?" Although logically speaking, making the monarch addicted to online entertainment sounds more plausible than being addicted to women (at least in terms of kidneys), it still felt very strange. If you add the setting that "Demonic Aura is the mutated electromagnetic waves emitted by demonic code," it becomes even stranger.

However, since it didn't affect Feng Xue's plans, he didn't give the Nine-Tailed Fox any extra instructions. In fact, seeing that her entertainment AI wasn't enough, he also gave her a music AI (Jade Pipa Spirit) and a maintenance AI (Nine-Headed Pheasant Spirit, also known as the Nine-Headed Worm, or Nine-Headed Bug Laugh), so that she could build the Virtual World better.

After doing all this, Feng Xue began to travel around the prehistoric world in the name of Haotian, focusing on checking the underworld system. After confirming that the [Book of Life and Death] Household Registration management terminal was still there, she immediately came to the Eastern Continent. Taking advantage of the rebellion of Marquis of Dong Bo, she gathered the people while starting to build the Investiture of the Gods Platform according to the blueprints she brought down from the Heavenly Court.

To be precise, it's a low-budget, mass-produced Investiture of the Gods Platform of the Investiture of the Gods, and Feng Xue even gave it a fitting name...

... two months later...

Near the former Flower-Fruit Mountain Scenic Area, the number of tourists decreased rapidly due to the aftermath of the war. The local people, who had been living quite comfortably on the income from tourism, suddenly lost their source of income. The soaring food prices caused by the war further devastated the residents.

On the mountain path, which was deliberately left unpaved to preserve its pristine scenery, a group of people were moving with their families. Although the fabric of their clothes was not particularly expensive, it could at least be described as of good quality. However, at this moment, their clothes were covered with dirt and scratches, clearly having endured a lot of hardship.

"Son, how much longer do we have to walk?"

In the crowd, a slightly overweight middle-aged man looked at the young man beside him. The young man wiped the sweat mixed with dust from his face, took a deep breath, and said:

"It's not far, it's not far, the coordinates I received are nearby."

"I Think you've been fooled! With all this chaos and the internet down for almost two months, there's not even a shuttle. How could there possibly be any shelter?"

The younger boy muttered something under his breath, while the young man glanced back at the people traveling with him and said:

"I was the only one who got scammed, and all the people I met on the road got scammed too? We only have so little food left at home. If we don't go out and take a gamble, what will we do when the food runs out?"

"I have a gun, I can go hunting in the mountains!" The young boy reached for the small pistol at his waist, and the young man immediately rolled his eyes at him.

"You should save your energy. Marquis of Dong Bo has cut off all the power stations nearby. How many shots can your little gadget fire? You'd be better off using it for self-defense than hunting wild animals."

Despite saying that, the young man was actually quite apprehensive. He wouldn't have listened to a message coming from a randomly connected wireless network if he hadn't been desperate.

Ultimately, at this point in time, both the Marquis of Dong Bo and the Great Shang had already begun electronic warfare. Anyone who could still use unlimited network frequency bands at this time must have top-notch technical capabilities.

As for whether it was a trap set by the Marquis of Dong Bo or the Great Shang...

Just kidding, what would they be after?

Cannon fodder?

Don't be ridiculous. These days, even cannon fodder is deployed by drones. Humans are at most sent to tighten screws, okay?

Not to mention they'd love to have it!

At least we have food to eat, right?

Judging from the current situation, it will probably take at least a year and a half to finish the war. No matter how much food we have stored at home, it certainly won't last until the end!

The young man used this excuse to convince his family, and he believed that everyone he met on the street shared the same idea.

Just as I was pondering whether I would be sent to tighten screws or move ammunition, I suddenly heard someone shout in a hoarse voice:

"We've arrived! We see it! There really is a village!"

"A village?" The young man was slightly taken aback. Although he knew from the unknown network communication that there was a shelter here, he imagined it to be something like an underground base or a secluded valley in the mountains. But a village...

"Can villages still exist in this world?"

Clearly, he wasn't the only one who thought of this. Upon hearing the call, the group exhibited two distinct reactions: one group ran forward with all their might, while the other group silently stayed behind, seemingly wanting to observe.

It's not that those who charged ahead were brainless; it's just that not everyone had enough food. In fact, if there hadn't been so few of them, even ensuring their safety on the road would have been a problem.

A group of about a dozen people ventured into the sizable, modern village. There didn't seem to be any three hundred axemen or mech army. The onlookers gradually relaxed and headed towards the village, which didn't even have walls.

"There are no fields or animal pens. Is there a hydroponic farm in the village?" The young man reached out and grabbed his restless younger brother, following his parents as they moved slowly. He tried to analyze the situation using the knowledge he had learned online. However, they soon stopped because they noticed that the group that had been walking at the front was now gathered together and standing in a group.

"Is there an ambush?"

The young man immediately drew his pistol from his brother's waist, but soon a man dressed in civilian clothes pushed a steaming pot over, saying as he went:

"If you're hungry, come and get a bowl of porridge. If you're not very hungry, line up on the other side. First, get a physical exam, and then we'll arrange food and lodging!"

"What's going on?" The young man's expression stiffened slightly as he watched several people crowd around to serve porridge. His father, however, gently patted the back of his head and said:

"Luckily, this looks like a legitimate disaster relief area. I just don't know what they'll do with it afterward. Oh well, it's better than starving to death."

As he spoke, he followed the directions of the man pushing the porridge bucket and walked towards the medical examination line, which had only a few people.

Seeing this, the young man immediately shoved the gun into his younger brother's hand and followed after him. His father, seeing this, immediately roared in anger:

"Go back!"

"No!"

The father and son stared at each other, while the person leading the group sighed helplessly and said:

"We don't do human trafficking, and we're not looking for sex workers. We're just checking for infectious diseases. We have Local Area Network with live webcam footage of the hospital's examination area. You can log in yourself!"