After a strong invitation from Guo Yu and his son, Xiao Jun had lunch with them before leaving.
Lunch was simple, with a self-heating rice meal for each person.
They didn't know this stuff would become a luxury item after just three more months.
In the previous life, a self-heating meal could be exchanged for a young and pretty girl with twin ponytails for one night...
Before leaving, Xiao Jun stuffed some nutritional food to Guo Yu. A 17-year-old kid still needed to eat nutritional stuff.
When Xiao Jun got back to his territory, it was already afternoon. Wan Qianya was engrossed in reading a comic book. The twin sisters were playing a game of Tag with Doctor Jiang.
Xiao Jun was excited to join the game, preferably after losing a piece of clothing. Unfortunately he was bombarded away by their combined force.
Xiao Jun sneered. Huh, so this is a harem? Didn't look like it at all.
Li Jingyin was still outside fighting. She was a battle maniac. After entering the apocalypse, it seemed she had awakened her innate combative instincts. She felt uncomfortable if she didn't hack 180 zombies every day.
The big-breasted loli hadn't come back yet and Jiang Yue's whereabouts were unknown too.
These were all the people currently living on the second floor. The four bodyguard ladies on the first floor were still dutifully taking turns standing guard.
At 5 pm, Li Jingyin came back, excitedly hugging Wan Qianya while bragging about her feats today.
At 6 pm, Jiang Yue returned.
The housekeeper was back, dinner could start.
Of course their meal wouldn't just be a simple self-heating rice pack.
First, Jiang Yue cooked five self-heating pots. After cooking, she poured all the contents into one big pot.
Then she took out an alcohol burner and put the pot on it. The hot pot atmosphere instantly came alive.
Aside from the food already in the self-heating pots, Jiang Yue took out some ham sausages and eggs for people to cook however they liked.
Finally, the main course came - shrimp balls, fish balls, crab sticks...everything imaginable, leaving Xiao Jun dazed.
Not only that, Jiang Yue even took out a bottle of red wine, looking to be high-end stuff.
"During the few days I was in coma, you guys lived like this?"
Something was not right. They didn't have this much good food before.
"I found an underground freezer in a hot pot market. The sealing was still very good despite the power outage. Still nicely refrigerated."
Jiang Yue glanced at him and casually explained.
What else? You fainted so I'm not supposed to eat anymore?
Xiao Jun channeled his indignation into appetite and joined the mad scramble for food.
Halfway through the meal, the big-breasted loli who had returned at noon also joined the scrambling troops without even changing her clothes first.
After a satisfying burp, Xiao Jun lazily leaned on the sofa, with the twin sisters gently massaging his back.
Wan Qianya just glanced over without saying anything, and continued reading her comic book.
From the day Xiao Jun saved her, Wan Qianya's feelings had already changed. Just surviving was good enough.
Anyway, that night everyone on the second floor could hear Wan Qianya coughing, as if she had choked on something stuck in her throat.
...
Time flew by quickly again, and another five days passed.
During those five days, Xiao Jun had fully recovered. The territory construction was also largely completed. The team's supplies kept increasing daily.
Especially weapons - through looting and trading, high tech weapons now armed nearly 400 members of Xiao Jun's team.
On this day, ever since getting up, Xiao Jun felt a constant sense of unease, as if something important was about to happen.
This feeling grew even stronger in the afternoon.
At 6 pm, all members of Xiao Jun's team had returned.
"Jiang Yue, arrange for everyone to not sleep before midnight tonight. Stay alert."
"For dinner, everyone must eat their fill. After that, no random walking around. Stay in your rooms and rest. 11 pm, promptly gather in our yard."
"Remember, bring all your weapons and stay combat ready."
"Also, bring your beddings. Set up tents."
After a series of arrangements and orders, the logistics team worked overtime to re-equip everyone with dinner.
"Boss, did something big happen?"
All the people on the second floor gathered around Xiao Jun.
"You four, don't come out tonight. Stay obediently upstairs with all doors and windows locked."
Xiao Jun didn't explain much, his expression still worried.
Dinner was still sumptuous, but no one was in the mood to fool around.
11 pm.
Xiao Jun took out a steel knife. With Jiang Yue, Wan Qianya and Li Jingyin, he went downstairs. The twin sisters, Doctor Jiang and the big-breasted loli stayed upstairs.
The over 400 ladies had all arrived. The large yard felt somewhat crowded.
Being called to gather at this time, many even associated it with the boss preparing to ambush the Lord's Mansion at midnight to become Future City's new overlord.
Nervousness, unease, excitement, thrill...
All kinds of emotions churned in their hearts.
11:40 pm.
Jiang Yue did a headcount again and confirmed everyone was present.
11:55 pm.
The sky had completely darkened, but Xiao Jun's yard remained bright.
Over a dozen high tech lamps lit up the yard to ensure clear visibility of every corner.
Midnight, it was time.
Xiao Jun looked up at the sky.
The originally tranquil night suddenly erupted with strange sounds. Then, a crack appeared in the sky.
This scene was familiar to many.
"Prepare to fight."
What was meant to come later had arrived ahead of schedule after all.
All the ladies now deeply respected their boss in their hearts. No wonder our team is so powerful, turns out the boss can divine the future.
With the first zombie's landing, a horrified scream echoed above Future City.
The previously believed safe Future City had instantly become a zombie paradise.
On Xiao Jun's side.
Over 400 people stared at the sky, gripping their weapons tightly. Many were already sweating from their grip.
Ten minutes later.
The crack in the sky slowly disappeared. The battle for Future City had begun.
Seven to eight zombies had also landed in Xiao Jun's yard, but before they could fully land, the ladies had already minced them.
The yard gate was open. Xiao Jun had decided to confront the zombie horde right here tonight.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
