There are still so matters to resolve before returning.
The location of the Dinsion Wall needs to be concealed.
Since the preparations for departure have been made, Chen Feng must obliterate all traces. A large amount of silt and leaves obscured the entrance to the Dinsion Wall. From a distance, it looks like just a very ordinary small hill, and no one could possibly think that inside lies a passage to another world.
This indicates that the passage connecting the two worlds will completely vanish from sight.
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Return!
Marching with victorious steps, the warriors returned to the city, heads held high and chests out.
The surrounding area was already filled with ordinary people. Because of the large numbers, they raised their heads, stood on tiptoe, and strained to look forward.
At the forefront were the heroes of this battle. Especially Zhang Jianxiong, who had been placed first, a seemingly ordinary treatnt that, nevertheless, proved one thing: he had caught Chen Feng’s attention, and his future was promising.
This caused Zhang Jianxiong’s mouth to remain open since entering the city.
In the middle were the prisoners of war brought back. These natives, generally two ters tall and with gray skin, caused most people to be shocked.
These natives were tall and strong, and so of the unruly ones, upon seeing the curious humans around them, bared their teeth, appearing extrely terrifying and brutal.
"Snap!"
However, before they could take any other action, a whip flicked directly onto one of them, splitting the skin open, and a blood-red mark instantly appeared on the skin.
Just like treating livestock.
Why do cattle have nose rings? Pain is a ans of training, just like the scene just now. So natives seed not to recognize their status yet. In such cases, perhaps only pain can make them obedient.
The surrounding crowd let out a gasp.
Very sudden.
Although this appeared sowhat cruel, in this apocalyptic world, sheltering a strong force that could be so tough made compassion for the prisoners coexist with a burgeoning trust and pride in the Order within people’s hearts.
A powerful force.
This elevated the crowd’s understanding of Order to a new level, which was beneficial for increasing loyalty.
Besides the prisoners, at the very back was a group of black-clad warriors. Compared to the spirited forefront and the brutal middle, these individuals exuded a feeling of solemnity and gravity.
Fifty-seven people, holding fifty-seven urns.
When these people appeared, the crowd suddenly beca quiet. Obviously, these were the casualties of this mission.
The families of the deceased began to weep.
Having walked into the plane alive, yet returning ho as just a cup of ashes, this was clearly sothing the families of the victims couldn’t imdiately accept.
Chen Feng’s expression was also sowhat solemn, yet not overly sorrowful. Compared to the numbers killed and captured, this number was negligible.
He understood the definition of battle.
He also understood the feelings of the families of those who died in battle.
Anyone can say comforting words. Rather than holding a aningless farewell ceremony, it would be better to distribute compensations and benefits. This was the real task at hand.
Would there be subsidies for those who died in battle?
Even close relatives would be taken care of, assigned to so easy job positions.
Even Xu Hongzhuang had once expressed that this was sowhat extravagant, but to Chen Feng, this had nothing to do with extravagance, it was simply a pure sense of belonging.
All the warriors in the Economic Developnt Zone understood, that even if they died, their families would receive a handso compensation. This solved their worries, enabling these warriors to display even more terrifying combat power in battle.
That evening.
A grand victory banquet was held in the square.
On the streets, every ten ters or so, a wooden post was erected, with a glowing stone hanging from it, much like streetlights, illuminating the previously dark city.
Light!
In the darkness of this apocalypse, light was a rare commodity. Except for Chen Feng’s residence and office environnt, when night fell, ordinary people mostly lived like the blind.
And now, when the city once again bathed in light, everyone was srized. They stared blankly at the "streetlights" around them, feeling that even the cold night had beco sowhat warr because of the light.
In addition, an enormous quantity of fruit was piled on the long tables, and everyone participating in today’s celebration could receive so fruit.
This reward pushed the banquet to its peak.
People began singing and dancing, the most primitive form of human celebration. They had been suppressed for too long. Today, let this be a form of release.
The banquet finally ended at midnight, and compared to the excited ordinary people, as the initiator of this invasion war, Chen Feng had already returned to his room.
In the room, besides Chen Feng, there was also a busy maid.
Li Siyu carefully cleaned the house.
Who would have thought that this "Angel Miss," who had such popularity in the Bridge East and Economic Developnt Zones, was just an ordinary maid in this room.
Chen Feng was a man of his word.
Whether it’s rewards or punishnts.
He had once said that the Li Siyu sisters would work by his side for a period of ti, and now, he was still fulfilling his promise.
Chen Feng helped Li Siyu awaken her abilities before she completely blackened. Compared to the decisive regint leader of her previous life, the current Li Siyu was still a compassionate girl. Life had been hard, but overall, it was still full of hope.
She awakened alongside her sister and not only beca the revered "Angel Miss," but even her sister, due to her unique appearance and abilities, was called the "rmaid Princess" by so.
Throughout the Economic Developnt Zone, Li Siyu knew that their strength might not rank highly, but in terms of fa, they made themselves known to more people at an astonishing pace.
The church is under construction.
A church belonging to Li Siyu is being built, located in the city’s center, covering over two thousand square ters. Even the ground is paved with high-quality marble, representing the place where she will work.
Bathed in Holy Light.
She would regularly hold so prayer gatherings, and as the object of these prayers, within all of Order, besides Chen Feng, no one else was qualified.
Gathering believers.
The previous sense of belonging and benefits was just a prelude, whereas now, the rise of the church was Chen Feng’s renewed grasp of power.
Compared to the people and warriors, believers and fanatics were truly a terrifying source of future potential for any force.
As the first priestess of the church, Li Siyu’s status naturally rose accordingly. Even Wei Xun, known for strictness, would nod and greet her, indicating that Li Siyu had inadvertently stepped into the higher echelons of Order.
Li Siyu was not blinded by the brilliance before her; she knew clearly who has given her everything.
From the beginning, for the sake of her sister’s life, she entrusted all her loyalty to Chen Feng. She was indeed the "Angel Miss," but she was also a faithful follower of the Demon, even a fanatic.
Beneath her tranquil and beautiful façade lay a radical soul. She was a kind-hearted girl, full of empathy, but once it involved Chen Feng, her moral compass transford into "sir is always right."
She wasn’t alone in this thinking. Wei Xun, Xu Zhe, Zhang Jianxiong, besides them, perhaps the most extre was the neighboring Inferior Demon.
By now, the Economic Developnt Zone was like a machine, and Chen Feng was the central component of that machine. Because of his existence, the entire force could function smoothly.
Work.
Work well.
Li Siyu diligently cleaned the house. To her, she was a brick for her master, placed wherever needed. As for why? She didn’t care.
As long as it’s sothing the master says, it’s all correct. As long as it’s sothing the master orders, just complete it diligently.
This was her life.
Simple, yet imnsely fulfilling.
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