Chapter 67: Chapter 59: Insect Nest Nation-Building System
An Angel crosses through the world tunnel, descending at the window of a building above the Earth’s apocalyptic ruins, overlooking the thick white mysterious fog outside.
"So beautiful, full of magical mysterious fog."
Whoosh—
The sun beams through the clouds, casting rays that form speckled spots, shining upon the earth.
Fu Qingjun flew down from the window, returning inside the building.
"The place I once lived during high school, this five-story school district residential building, I have basically occupied most of it."
"The mutant cockroaches inside have basically been cleaned up, after all, southern cockroaches are numerous, large, and even fly, sparing almost no household."
According to science fiction novels, does this count as establishing my own doomsday survivor camp?
My own doomsday shelter?
Hmm....
It seems that since the apocalypse broke out just about ten days ago, I have already established such a large stronghold, a fully armed building, it’s simply rapid progress.
It’s just ridiculous that I have established a base and yet don’t know what happened during the apocalypse?
That’s bizarre.
"So far, there’s no live person found in the building..." Fu Qingjun did not seem surprised; this news was as expected.
The radiation here poses great harm to ordinary humans.
Even if they couldn’t evacuate in time, within the few days of the outbreak, they would definitely leave collectively, gathering in one or two safe places, such as the underground supermarket as a survivor camp, huddling for warmth.
"Not to mention here, there are so many buildings in the distant fog, I’m afraid most of them are empty." Fu Qingjun gazed far into the distance.
He truly wanted to encounter survivors, to know what great changes occurred while he left Earth for these days.
It’s a pity that he also couldn’t fly away from this building to explore the distance.
Not because he’s afraid of dying...
Because the joystick control distance is not enough.
He can only walk freely within his territory, where their soul coverage is the furthest his signal tresses can reach.
And there’s another way:
Extending hairline to increase joystick distance, also impractical.
"Moreover, the mutant cockroaches here are very harmful, too terrifying.... Even the Ant Grandmaster is still a Grandmaster! Able to punch wood into a small pit, if surrounded, still slaughtered by cockroaches, that’s too terrifying."
According to this Angel Dynasty’s combat power assessments.
Most of these cockroaches possess second-degree Bone Realm combat power.
Combined with the enormous size, terrifying vitality, even third-degree ants would be besieged to death.
After all, species advantage and physique crushed them.
"The fog might cause these cockroaches... some kind of trait." He recalled when the cycle left, that evil shadowy sky, nauseating breath, writhing like some evil organ.
Sigh....
Fu Qingjun took a deep breath, walking again on the shiny tiles.
Seeing the vast land densely packed with buildings, cities settled one after another, he felt an unimaginable grandeur.
He folded his wings, halting in a vast medieval-style architectural city, with burly soldiers in black armor guarding both gates.
Creatures queuing at the entrance gradually entering.
A handsome angel in black armor slowly approached.
"Lord Angel." Several guards quickly bowed; they not only communicated using pheromones but began to speak as well, indeed using voices is more convenient and advantageous.
"Hmm."
Fu Qingjun paused, nodding slightly.
"Lord, are you here surveying from above?" The city guard asked.
"No, I am a traveler roaming the earth." Fu Qingjun answered.
After all, this land is too vast.
A single unit is a world, enough to comfortably accommodate millions and billions of ants residing on the surface, forming an unimaginably expansive land, with each race starting to develop its own customs.
No one dared stop him, directly entering the city, even seemingly flying right in, no one dared say anything.
After all, beast-headed and human-bodied, it’s a second-generation species.... While winged species are improved third-generation, possessing flight, aerial superiority, their fighting ability is on a different level.
Fu Qingjun continued forward walking into a bustling marketplace.
The street was incredibly bustling, from the sofas, chairs inside, every place they constructed cities, like standing on a giant leather sofa city now.
A traveler unexpectedly singing loudly in the distance.
Fu Qingjun followed the sound, arriving at a huge open-air square scattered with small chairs, even staffed personnel.
"Food stall? Developed to such an extent? Qin Hong truly brought a perfect social system to this world." Fu Qingjun sat down, curiously observing the surroundings.
"Lord Angel, what would you like?" The other pointed to a menu on the wall, seemingly written on white paper, hanging in front.
Fu Qingjun couldn’t comprehend it, casually ordered, "Demon Black Beer."
As for the barbecue,
Undying Giant Beast leg...
He instantly recognized these things and didn’t order.
"You have a great eye, that’s the treasure brought back by strong mercenaries taking tavern tasks, excavating prehistoric relics at the frontier." An attendant served a cup, it turned out to be cola.
Excavating prehistoric relics...
Fu Qingjun’s eye subtly twitched for a few seconds.
In a certain sense, it is indeed so...
Fu Qingjun sat down, listening to the conversation beside him, and found it quite interesting.
"Have you heard? In the southwestern direction, the powerful Feathered Serpent God tribe has discovered another huge ancient tombstone. Just press the button on the edge, and the tombstone will light up with a massive glow!" said a wingless human.
"Ah! Such ancient steles are not uncommon!"
"It is said that when they conquered our land, there was one as well. Unfortunately, strange boxes appeared on it, requiring some sort of prehistoric code to be entered?"
Cell phone password.
Fu Qingjun shook his head upon hearing this.
It must be that the fingerprint unlock didn’t work, leading to the lock screen password appearing.
Even though the owner here didn’t take their phone when fleeing, nowadays everyone’s phone is set with a password. Entering it wrong leads to a lock screen until the phone automatically powers off. It would be impossible to decipher it.
"In this era, it’s really hard to find a place to charge." Fu Qingjun shook his head.
It seems electronic machinery cannot be researched.
However, mechanical clocks, alarm clocks, those devices that don’t require electricity, can still function normally. They should be amazed by their wonders and then study the principles.
Yet, they also discovered something peculiar.
Suddenly, the roar echoed to the sky.
"It’s coming!"
"Is it here again? The ultimate tool to assess the aptitude of descendants, the strongest Grandmaster body tempering training!"
"Prehistoric ancient Divine Artifact!"
Amid the exclamations, the entire square became exceptionally lively.
They seemed to have set up an open-air food stall here just to wait for this moment,
Soon, a towering black square ancient totem column was pushed out, with a black line connected to it, straight and winding down.
"It appeared, the God Totem!"
Fu Qingjun followed the gaze and was astonished.
Isn’t this the igniter from inside a lighter?
As kids, a group of us often took it apart and used it to zap others for surprise attacks.
Poof!
Above, countless strong figures pressed the button together.
Ah!!
An extremely young human armored beauty was instantly enveloped in electric sparks.
Beside her, a huge Queen Empress sat high above, nodding slightly, seemingly uttering some realm evaluation, but it was too far to hear clearly.
"Is this body tempering?" Fu Qingjun was dumbfounded, finding such methods unexpected.
Beside him, knights were also watching at the table, sounds emerging.
"Do you think, among the prodigies sent by various city royal families this generation, any can break through the third realm?"
"I have high hopes for Ismael! She’s a descendant of the Northwest City King, with her elbow mutated into features called the Thorn Bone Pulse Young Emperor. Her killing prowess is terrifying, and the soldiers she birthed, her legion, have a strong combat ability. It’s said she has nurtured seventy-two knights and directly quelled the beast disaster in the newly erupted Nanmi’er territory!"
"Such achievements are simply exaggerated!"
"She’s only in the second realm, and it’s reported that her subordinates have already bred third-realm Hero Knights!"
"If she wanted to break through, she could have long done so. It’s said she is consolidating her realm and is the future hope of our human race. Even without wings, it may not be impossible to rival the four Angel species in the future."
"I have more confidence in Lisa Wen, the newly mutated Queen, who has nurtured strong descendants and even has two generals with third-level qualifications under her command!"
"That’s just good luck!"
Many people started debating.
Fu Qingjun listened quietly.
Beside him, there were also many drunk ordinary wingless humans, "It’s hateful, not born as a woman, only able to live at the bottom of society, unable to found a nation or become a local leader..."
A towering knight, with black armor covered in chest hair, looked longingly at the distant young woman with heroic bearing, "If I could become such a prodigy’s close confidant, it would be wonderful."
"Ridiculous, naturally powerful bloodlines like the Empress will never choose mates, living a puritanical life and propagating by asexual reproduction to ensure the purity of their descendants’ blood. Even meeting someone they love wouldn’t... More so, with you? Tainted by your kind of inferior blood, her legion would become ordinary, wouldn’t it be directly ruined?" A very pragmatic strong figure snorted coldly:
"Don’t overthink it. Knights like us who’ve lost our Empress have lost our roots, and becoming followers and dependents of such strong figures is better... Though not strong figures of one’s own race, we won’t be favored and are doomed for life!"
"Why didn’t we protect our Empress?"
"Alas, it’s not my fault. My king was too foolish. I advised her not to rush to the front lines, but she insisted..."
A knight began speaking bitterly, "At that time, we had only raised thirty-seven elite soldiers and focused on nurturing me, the strongest second-realm hero in terms of talent. I said we couldn’t fight, she said we could, and surprise attacks would win, yet the opponent only..."
Once these words fell, many felt a strong sense of agreement.
Fearing encountering a foolish ruling lord, no matter how strong one is, it can’t be carried forward.
"It’s not without opportunity."
At this moment, a knight strong in presence, carrying a long sword on his back, looked at Fu Qingjun, "Ant Queens with weak bloodlines will choose strong species’ descendants for breeding, improving their species!"
Immediately, countless people at the nearby tables envied Fu Qingjun.
Angel species always possess superior bloodlines.
Even those powerful human race Empresses in the distance might want to breed with such an Angel to attempt mixing powerful flying descendants, wouldn’t they?
"Why look at me with such envy?" Fu Qingjun felt helpless.
There was always a feeling of playing a sandbox war game of troop cultivation?
Real-time strategy, mining, making money, recruiting militias, deploying heroes?
However, this was originally the Ant Queen’s strategy for the ant clan, the Ant Queen produces worker ants, soldier ants...
"This system is completely unexpected, yet another historical inevitability." Fu Qingjun was secretly surprised within, feeling this was incredibly marvelous.