The promulgation of the law was accomplished through a grand "public trial by all citizens".

In the central square, Lin Feng personally read a summary of the "Shelter Survival Code." Immediately after the reading, the Discipline Department identified several notorious individuals: a man who hoarded food due to distribution issues, a young man who slacked off at work and damaged tools, and two women who fought over a woman.

The trial process was simple and efficient.

Evidence was provided by Tang Bao's Department of Civil Affairs, and the decision was made by Qin Lan's Department of Discipline.

The man who hoarded food was publicly whipped twenty times, his wails echoing throughout the square. The lazy youth was punished by being forced to clean the dirtiest sewers for a month. And the two women who fought had their heads shaved as a form of humiliation.

This bloody and merciless punishment made all the newly joined survivors directly feel the majesty and cruelty of the new order. The last bit of hope and complacency in their hearts were extinguished by the whip.

Immediately afterwards, Pangdahai's logistics department announced the official launch of its monetary system.

A huge wooden list was erected in the center of the square, detailing the contribution point acquisition standards for all professions, as well as a list of various materials that could be exchanged for contribution points.

From extra meat, tobacco and alcohol, to more comfortable beds and finer clothing.

Naked desires, quantified into numbers, have become the most effective fuel driving everyone to work frantically.

The entire shelter, like a tightly wound, sophisticated machine, began to operate with unprecedented efficiency.

The new order has left its mark in every corner.

At dawn, before the sky had even brightened, Pang Dahai, heavily pregnant, led his men on a tour of the massive central kitchen and warehouse.

He would use a specially made metal probe to randomly insert into the rice bag to check for dampness or insect infestation.

He would personally taste every pot of broth that was about to be distributed to ensure that the taste and quantity met the standards.

He might secretly add an extra spoonful of meat to his bowl when no one is looking, but he would never allow anyone to waste a single grain of food under his nose.

Because he knew that this grain was Mr. Lin's property, and even more so, the foundation of his power.

On the construction site, Li Xiangbin, wearing a safety helmet and holding a huge planning map, loudly gave orders to his construction team.

Standing beside him were several newly promoted, technically skilled foremen, including Wang Jianguo.

Although Wang Jianguo's primary profession is teaching, his logic and calculation skills can also play a significant role in engineering budgeting and planning.

What they are planning is the second phase of the shelter's expansion project—a larger smelting plant and arsenal.

In Li Xiangbin's eyes, they were no longer simple houses, but towering furnaces and assembly lines that produced death and conquest.

At night, when most people are already asleep, Qin Lan's disciplined guards patrol the streets of the shelter like ghosts.

They wore identical black uniforms, their faces expressionless, their footsteps as light as cats. They would randomly inspect people's homes and listen for any discordant sounds from dark corners.

The slightest disturbance, the most casual complaint, could attract their "visit".

Under their iron-fisted rule, the security of the shelter reached an unprecedented level; doors were left unlocked at night, and lost items were not picked up.

But at the same time, an invisible net called "fear" also shrouded everyone's heart.

Tang Bao's Department of Civil Affairs became the only lubricant with a touch of warmth on this cold machine. She would lead the medical team members to check the children's health from house to house.

She would patiently mediate conflicts between neighbors, although the final judgment was still based on that cold legal code.

The sound of children reading aloud could be heard from the newly established school.

The first sentence they learned was: "The great Mr. Lin is our creator and guardian."

The first character they learned was "Lin" from Lin Feng.

Standing on the podium, Wang Jianguo looked at the young, eager faces below, his heart filled with a contradictory yet twisted sense of pride. He was personally nurturing the most loyal foundation for this empire.

All of this was observed by Lin Feng, who was standing on the villa's balcony.

He watched his four ministers, each fulfilling their duties, carrying out his will into every capillary of the shelter. He watched the three thousand people, like worker ants, working diligently and frantically towards the goals he had set for them.

Everyone was fixed in their positions, like precise gears meshing together, propelling the entire empire forward in the direction he desired.

He succeeded.

On this desolate alien planet, starting from scratch, he built an empire in just six months, one with absolutely centralized power, strict order, and unified ideology.

He was no longer just a leader of survivors.

He is the king of this new world, the embodiment of the law, and a god walking among men.

His gaze passed over the high walls of the shelter and looked towards the vast land in the distance, shrouded in the tricolored moonlight, a land full of unknowns and dangers.

The space here is still too small.

His ambitions extend far beyond simply protecting this small piece of land.

He wants to conquer.

He will conquer everything on this planet, bringing all the humans who have fled to the land under his wing. He will trample all the alien creatures that dare to rebel under his feet.

The gears of the empire have begun to turn.

Its next target will be the entire alien planet.

However, Lin Feng knew very well that the majesty of the law needed to be upheld by swords; and the expansion of an empire needed to be paved with iron hooves.

A civilization that only knows how to produce and build is no different from a fat sheep kept in a pen on this perilous planet; it could be torn to pieces by a pack of hungry wolves at any moment.

He needs an army.

A bloodthirsty army that belongs entirely to him, is loyal to him, and can transform his will into a storm of blood and gore, spreading to every corner of the Forsaken Star.

Seven days after the promulgation of the Shelter Survival Code, when everyone had adapted to the new order and were immersed in the inertia of working hard for contribution points, Lin Feng once again summoned all citizens.

The central square was teeming with people. More than three thousand survivors were lined up in neat square formations according to their respective production units.

They were no longer the ragged, listless refugees they had been just two weeks ago. Ample food, a safe environment, and a clear goal had given them all a healthy glow and renewed energy. Looking at the familiar figure on the platform, their eyes were filled with a complex mix of admiration, gratitude, and deep awe.

"My people!"

Lin Feng's voice, amplified by telekinesis, clearly reached everyone's ears. His voice was calm, yet carried a heavy, mountain-like pressure.

“We have homes, laws, and order. We no longer go hungry, no longer freeze, and no longer need to fear the coming of the next sunrise. But look beyond the walls of our shelter!”

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the desolate and perilous wilderness in the distance, illuminated by the twin suns.

"On that land, monstrous beasts roam, coveting our flesh and blood! Dangers lurk, unknown to us! And perhaps even more so, humans who refuse to submit to our order!"

"Comfort will erode our will. Peace will make us forget the cruel truth of this planet! We cannot forever cower in this tiny place. My goal is the stars and the sea! To conquer this entire planet! To make the civilization of humankind on this land rise again in a more magnificent manner!"

His words, like bolts of lightning, shattered the skulls of everyone present.

Conquer the entire planet?

This idea was so crazy, so grand, that most people wouldn't even dare to think about it. But when Lin Feng said it, it sounded so natural.

Yes, what can't this god-like leader do?

If he can create things out of thin air and establish a divine kingdom, then conquering a planet seems... only a matter of time.

A wave of fervent emotion, like wildfire, spread rapidly through the crowd.

"I've made my decision!" Lin Feng's voice suddenly rose, filled with the chilling aura of battle, "The first and only standing armed force to establish the shelter! Its name is—'Iron-Blooded Army'!"

The words "Iron-Blooded Army" seemed to possess a magical power, instantly igniting the blood of every young man.

"The soldiers of the Ironblood Army will no longer participate in daily production labor. Their sole mission is to train, fight, and... kill! They will receive the highest standard of supplies from the shelter, the best food, the strongest armor, and the sharpest weapons! They will enjoy high honors, and their families will receive additional contribution points!"

"But!" Lin Feng's tone shifted, his eyes sharpening. "Soldiers also mean sacrifice! It means dedicating your lives to me, to the shelter, without reservation! I will personally select your commanders and devise the most rigorous training programs! What I need are war machines of absolute obedience, not a mob! Cowards, traitors, and those who disobey orders will be punished with military law ten times harsher than ordinary people!"

"Now, I hereby announce that the Iron-Blooded Army is now recruiting!"

"All male citizens aged 18 to 35 who are in good health, without disabilities, and whose contribution points are rated 'Grade B' or higher are eligible to apply! Ultimately, I will select only 300 people to become the first batch of soldiers in the Iron Blood Army!"

The recruitment conditions are extremely stringent.

Contribution point rating is Lin Feng's first hurdle in screening loyalty. Only those "good citizens" who have demonstrated positive performance and obedience in their past work are eligible for this honor. This fundamentally eliminates the possibility of discontented or lazy individuals infiltrating the army.

But the harsh conditions did not deter people; instead, they fueled their even more fervent desire.

Become a superior person, receive the best treatment and the highest honors! This is the ultimate temptation under the contribution point system!

"I want to sign up!"

“Me! Choose me! Mr. Lin! I’ve killed 'sand iguanas' before!”

"I used to be a boxer on Earth! My physical condition is absolutely no problem!"

The crowd erupted instantly. All the eligible young men pushed forward desperately, raising their arms and shouting at the top of their lungs, as if afraid their voices would be drowned out.

Wang Jianguo stood on the periphery of the crowd, watching this crazy scene, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He was past the legal age, and as a reserve backbone member of the "Ministry of Education," he wouldn't be allowed to join the army. But he could clearly feel the terrifying force of "collective will" surging towards him. Lin Feng used "honor" and "interest" as dual drivers, easily crushing and reshaping everyone's individual will, converging it into the invincible torrent he needed.

Ultimately, the registration was handled by Tang Bao's Ministry of Civil Affairs, while the initial physical fitness screening was conducted by Li Xiangbin's Ministry of Construction, using various heavy objects and obstacle courses they had created.

After three full days of screening, assessment and political review, three hundred reserve soldiers finally stood out from nearly a thousand applicants.

Their heads were shaved, and they were dressed in uniform, tight-fitting training suits made of dark gray "leather." They stood in the center of the square, awaiting the final chapter of their fate.

Lin Feng, Qin Lan, and the other three ministers walked onto the high platform.

All eyes were fixed on Qin Lan. Everyone knew perfectly well that the supreme commander of this army could only be this icy female war goddess who only had eyes for Lin Feng.

Lin Feng did not appoint anyone directly, but instead walked to the edge of the platform. In his hand was a long flag wrapped in black cloth.

He suddenly jerked his wrist.

"Splash—"

The black cloth slid down, revealing a huge banner that, illuminated by the twin suns, was displayed before everyone.

It was a pure black flag, so deep and so pure, that it seemed capable of swallowing all light. And in the very center of the flag, embroidered with an unknown thread that emitted a faint silver glow, was a ferocious yet majestic black dragon from the East!

The black dragon coiled in the void, its body agile, its scales menacing, its claws outstretched as if to tear the heavens apart. Especially striking were its eyes, devoid of pupils, containing only two points of scarlet light, filled with boundless majesty and coldness, as if surveying all living beings below.

A powerful, chilling pressure emanated from the flag.

"Black Dragon..."

"It's a dragon! A mythical beast from the legends of Earth!"

Suppressed gasps rippled through the crowd. They seemed to see not just a flag, but the embodiment of Lin Feng's own will. His commanding presence, his cold and imposing gaze, perfectly mirrored the image of their leader.

"This is the 'Black Dragon Flag'!" Lin Feng's voice echoed the imposing aura emanating from the flag. "It will be the banner of the Iron Blood Army, the battle flag of the Sanctuary! Wherever it goes, all things will submit, and those who resist will perish!"

He turned around and solemnly handed the flagpole in his hand to Qin Lan.

"Qin Lan!"

"exist!"

"I, in the name of the sole leader of the Sanctuary, appoint you as the first Legion Commander of the Iron-Blooded Army!" Lin Feng declared in a deep voice. "I hand over this Black Dragon Banner, which represents my will, to you! From this day forward, you and your three hundred warriors will be the claws that tear through the darkness, the iron hooves that trample the enemy! Can you do it?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Qin Lan knelt down on one knee, raised her hands high above her head, and accepted the heavy black dragon flag.

"Your will, my blade."

It was still that simple and cold vow. But at this moment, coupled with the fluttering black dragon flag, it was filled with a power that sent shivers down one's spine.

She slowly stood up, turned around, and faced the three hundred proudly standing reserve soldiers below the stage. She did not deliver any impassioned speech, but simply swept her cold, unbiased gaze across each of their faces.

"From this day forward, you have no names, only code names!" Her voice was like the chill of a Siberian blast. "Your will belongs to the leader! Your lives belong to this black dragon flag! The only meaning of your existence is obedience, and victory!"

"Now, pledge your faith!"

She slammed the flagpole of the Black Dragon Flag heavily onto the ground.

"Thump!"

A muffled thud seemed to strike everyone's heart.

The three hundred soldiers below the stage had all their personal emotions stripped away, and their eyes became fanatical and unified.

They simultaneously raised their right fists and pounded them into their left chests, letting out a deafening roar with all their might:

"Fight for the leader! Fight for the Black Dragon Flag!"

"War! War! War!"

The roars merged into a visible sound wave that swirled and echoed over the square, startling the alien birds perched in the distant forest, causing them to scatter and take flight in a flurry.

Pang Dahai watched from the stage with his heart pounding. He subconsciously touched his fat neck and thought to himself that he would definitely have to avoid Qin Lan and her bunch of lunatics from now on.

Li Xiangbin and Tang Bao were stunned by the chilling yet fanatical atmosphere, and their faces turned pale.

Only Lin Feng had a satisfied smile on his face.

He knew that his sharpest knife had been forged.

The dawn of the empire will be torn open by this black dragon banner.