Survival of the Nation: I Can Specify the Items That Will Drop

After the Blood Soldiers' Vanguard Camp was built at Hangu Pass.

Lin Feng turned and flew back to the council hall. When he landed, he glanced at the messenger at the door, and the man immediately straightened his back.

"Go and invite Li Yuan over." He waved his hand.

The messenger obeyed and left.

Lin Feng stepped into the hall, sat down in the main seat, picked up his teacup, and took a slow sip.

The night was deep outside the window, and the battle flags on the city wall fluttered slightly in the night wind. Occasionally, a patrol of soldiers carrying torches would pass by outside the window.

The battle in the Blood Abyss Plane is over, but the real test is how to settle things afterward.

Before long, Li Yuan strode in through the side door. He was still wearing that gray-blue robe, and he looked lean and capable.

"My lord," Li Yuan bowed respectfully.

Lin Feng put down his teacup and said without beating around the bush, "The more than 20 million people in the Blood Abyss Plane are all under your care."

Li Yuan nodded, took out his notebook, and waited for the next part.

"These people will be dealt with in three categories."

"The first category is the disciples of the Demonic Sect who have submitted. All those who meet the requirements for promotion to the Blood Soldier Gathering Vanguard Camp will be arranged to do so. However, some stubborn individuals will be immediately taken into custody after their promotion; I have other uses for them."

Li Yuan nodded and noted it down.

Lin Feng continued, "The second category is the list of recommended individuals brought back from the Blood Abyss Plane by the escorting generals; these are all promising talents worth cultivating."

First, gather them together and arrange for each group to undergo two weeks of rotational training. Clearly explain the principles and rules of the Beacon Tower. After the training, help them meet the requirements for job transfer as soon as possible and arrange their transfer.

"The third category, the rest of the people, will be temporarily settled in the land north of the Great Wall. As the plane expands, these people will continue to migrate north."

Li Yuan quickly finished taking notes, closed his notebook, and looked up to ask, "My lord, is there anything else?"

Lin Feng thought for a moment: "There's one more thing."

"After Director Zhou, Ye Lan, and Zhao Yue return, have them each recommend thirty second-stage awakened individuals. The territory will arrange for them to undergo third-stage awakening at a later time."

Li Yuan was slightly taken aback.

The third stage of transformation is a realm that every awakened being on Earth dreams of.

He didn't ask further, but instead noted it down and then asked, "If each person recommends thirty, that's ninety people. Lord, will the territory pay in full for the purple energy crystals needed for these people's job advancement, or will these awakened ones be allowed to buy them on credit?"

Lin Feng thought for a moment: "This time, the territory will pay for everything; no merit points will be needed."

"Yes." Li Yuan lowered his head and wrote it down.

Lin Feng added, "Also, pass down the order: the troops below must not slacken their training. There will be another interdimensional war in about a year."

"Yes, I will take care of it right away." Li Yuan closed the booklet, clasped his hands in a salute, and turned to leave.

Lin Feng remained seated in his chair, not in a hurry to get up.

He gazed at the darkening sky outside the hall, his eyes slightly heavy.

A regular third-job advancement book requires two purple energy crystals.

After successfully changing jobs, you will not have any bound purple equipment, and your strength will be incomparable to that of a Qingyang Grandmaster.

Looking at the cost-effectiveness alone, it's not worth it no matter how you calculate it, but this path must be kept.

The Blue Star Awakeners are also very important to the Beacon Fire Territory; we cannot let them lose hope of advancement.

"Resources that should be spent cannot be spared."

Lin Feng snapped out of his thoughts, got up, and went up to the second floor of the council hall.

He walked to a large wooden bed and lay down.

Consciousness vanished instantly.

When I opened my eyes again, I was back inside the shell of the main body of the Beacon City.

He sat up on the second floor of the council hall, moved his wrists, and felt his strength return—a fullness that stretched out from his very bones.

He flew out of the window without encountering any obstacles. The interdimensional war was over, and his original body could move freely again.

It's time to go back to Earth.

With a thought, Lin Feng's figure vanished from the spot and reappeared in a room on the second floor of Villa No. 7 in Rongcheng Lord's Homestead.

The room was quiet, the windows were bright and clean, and the bed was neatly made, as if someone had been cleaning it all along.

He closed his eyes and sensed that his parents were not there, but their presence was in the nightmare world.

Ever since he became the Nightmare Lord, he has arranged for his parents and several close relatives to enter the Nightmare World.

My classmate Wang Hao, and Li Hao, who used to be a network administrator in the Fenghuoling live streaming room, were also brought in.

Judging by the timeline, they should all be around level 20 by now.

As for the third tier, that can only be discussed later. The territory is still in the development stage, and every third-tier combatant is very important. We can't waste them on logistics personnel.

He pushed open the window, his figure soared up, and in a few breaths he was a thousand meters in the air.

The blue sun hung in the sky overhead, its light bright, but lacking the intense heat and profound depth that a real celestial body should possess.

It was merely a manifestation of the dimensional rules, a round and bright object hanging in the sky, illuminating this land that had been repeatedly tormented.

He continued to rise.

The sound of the wind gradually faded, the air grew thinner and thinner, until finally even the sound of the wind disappeared.

The light overhead was no longer dazzling, but the earth beneath my feet seemed to recede further and further away, slowly shrinking into a gray-blue arc.

When Lin Feng reached 100 kilometers, the surroundings were completely plunged into darkness.

There were no stars, no warmth, only boundless stillness.

There is no atmosphere here, but he can still stay in the void. This is the outer edge of the Blue Star plane, a void with only rules and no matter.

Without a level 40 or higher level of perception, it's extremely easy to get lost here, mistaking the darkness for an infinite expanse and the distant points of light for stars.

But those points of light are just illusions of fragmented light from different planes projected onto the regular membrane.

The stars and galaxies seen by scholars on Earth are also illusions. There are no planets outside Earth; outside the plane, there is only spatial turbulence.

Without level 50 strength, stepping in means certain death.

Demiplanes like Earth are like isolated islands in the ocean, incredibly far apart and extremely difficult to find.

It took countless years and a stroke of incredible luck for Nightmare Origin to finally locate Blue Star.

The Blue Star plane has existed for over 300,000 years, and it has already lived for more than half of its life.

If he cannot promote the Blue Star plane to a minor plane within the next 600,000 years, this plane will die.

He was already bound to the plane of existence; if the plane existed, he existed; if the plane perished, he could only turn into dust.

The smaller plane possesses a complete internal cycle constructed by four pure lands, which can sustain it for at least 100 million years.

One hundred million years.

Lin Feng hovered in the void, looked down at the blue arc beneath his feet, and suddenly smiled.

He has only been in this world for eighteen years. A hundred million years is an eternity, like two grains of sand separated by an entire desert.

He didn't linger, turned around, and fell towards the blue star. The wind blew past his ears again, and the sky brightened once more.

He landed back in the courtyard of Villa No. 7, stood on the trimmed lawn for a while, and then turned around, pushed open the door, and went inside.

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