With the comprehensive establishment of the three pillar industries of fishery, forestry and animal husbandry.

Kaiyuan County, once a desolate wilderness, has transformed into a prosperous, wealthy, and vibrant emerging economic center in just a few months.

A brand-new town, personally planned by Minister of People's Livelihood Tang Bao, has sprung up on the shore of Lake of Hope.

This settlement, named "Wanghu Town," is well-planned.

Residential, industrial, commercial, and military zones are clearly defined. Rows of sturdy and neat houses built of ironwood and stone are arranged in a pleasing, staggered pattern.

On both sides of the wide street, saplings transplanted from the Forest of the Sun Wheel are planted.

As night falls, the entire town is enveloped in a warm, orange-yellow glow, peaceful and serene.

Tang Bao established the administrative center, hospital, and first branch school of Wanghu County here.

The textbooks compiled by Wang Jianguo have been most widely used here.

The first lesson children learn is always "Ode to the Leader." The first word they recognize is "Lin Feng."

Their daily pre-class prayer is to thank the leaders for providing them with food, warmth, and a safe home.

The adult world, on the other hand, is firmly controlled by the "contribution points" system.

In the central square of Wanghu Town stands a huge wooden sign. It clearly lists the rewards for each contribution point in all the work done.

Fishing, logging, sheep herding, slaughtering, textiles... every job has a clear value.

Contribution points can be exchanged for gold coins.

Gold can buy everything.

From basic food and shelter to more delicious jadefish, warmer cashmere coats, more spacious detached houses, and even... the right to own a small plot of private land in the heart of town.

Naked desires, quantified into cold numbers, have become the most powerful fuel driving everyone to work day and night in a frenzy.

Under this system, a pyramid-shaped social structure, with Lin Feng at the top, the four ministers as pillars, managers at all levels as the backbone, and all citizens as the foundation, was thoroughly consolidated.

Each person is fixed in their own position, like a precise cog in a machine, contributing all their strength to the operation of the entire empire.

On this day, Lin Feng stood atop the highest point of Wanghu Town, overlooking his new territory.

Beneath my feet lies a bustling town and a busy crowd.

In the distance lies the Lake of Hope, dotted with boats; the Forest of the Sun, glowing at night; and the Sea of ​​Black Sheep, a haven of endless wealth.

A wide and sturdy purification corridor, like a major artery, tightly connects this place with the distant shelter. Caravans transporting supplies and personnel flow continuously on the road.

He succeeded.

He not only established a kingdom, but also, outside the heart of that kingdom, opened up the first rich colony entirely under his control.

His four ministers have grown into powerful regional officials capable of handling their own affairs.

Li Xiangbin is planning how to use the lake's water power to build the first water-powered mill and forging hammer.

Pang Dahai, meanwhile, was figuring out how to brew "Rainbow Snapper Wine" and make even more advanced "Black Giant Lamb Jerky" to further exploit the people's contribution points.

Tang Bao is working on developing more detailed household registration, marriage, and education regulations for Wanghu County, extending the empire's rule into every household.

Qin Lan, riding her black iron-hoofed horse, led her grassland cavalry to plant the black dragon flag in distant, unknown lands.

Her scouts have even brought back vague intelligence about "another human survivor camp".

There was no satisfaction in Lin Feng's eyes.

A greater flame, called "ambition," ignited in his heart.

Kaiyuan County was just the beginning.

On this vast planet, filled with unknowns and dangers, how many "lakes of hope" are there? How many "black sheep plains" remain?

How many more of his fellow human beings are still stranded abroad, waiting to be "saved" and "ruled" by him?

What he wanted was not a county or a town.

What he wants is this entire planet.

He wants to unite all humanity under the Black Dragon Banner.

A magnificent building standing at the highest point of Wanghu Town is a symbol of power in the entire Kaiyuan County and Lin Feng's current residence.

At this moment, Lin Feng was reclining on a large deck chair on the open-air balcony on the third floor.

This recliner was crafted by the most skilled artisans from a complete jadefish spine, its smooth, warm texture radiating a calming energy.

He was wearing a dark black silk nightgown.

This silk is not from Earth, but is woven from alien silkworm silk. It is as light as a feather and keeps you warm in winter and cool in summer.

Dozens of young and beautiful maids, dressed in uniform, well-tailored light blue dresses, stood at attention, waiting to be summoned.

Their movements were gentle and precise. Whether they were adding a cup of tea brewed with morning dew or handing over a slice of chilled melon, their actions exuded a pleasing professionalism.

The establishment of this service standard is thanks to two people.

One of them was Lin Feng's head maid, Qian Xiaoxiao.

She was carrying a silver platter containing several peeled, translucent purple berries. She walked slowly to Lin Feng's side, bowed slightly, and handed him the platter.

“Leader, this is a ‘purple crystal fruit’ that was just airlifted from the Crimson Hills by Moon Chaser today. Teacher Wang said it has the effect of calming the mind and spirit.” Her voice was soft, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

Looking at the man in front of her, Qian Xiaoxiao felt a mix of emotions.

Once upon a time, he was a lone wolf, fighting alone.

In just a few months, the situation changed dramatically, and he stood at the pinnacle of power, becoming an absolute leader who could decide the life and death of thousands with a single glance.

More than three thousand people—what does that mean?

On this desolate alien land, this was already a powerful force capable of sweeping across the region.

And he is the sole core of this force.

Lin Feng didn't look at her, but casually picked up a purple crystal fruit, put it in his mouth, and gave a faint "hmm".

The other is Su Wanqing, the current head housekeeper of the villa and a former top female celebrity.

She wore a white dress and her long hair was styled in an updo, making her look capable and elegant.

She stood not far behind Lin Feng, like a perfect shadow, maintaining absolute respect while being able to appear the moment Lin Feng needed her.

Watching Lin Feng's retreating figure, a burning intensity, imperceptible to others, flashed in Su Wanqing's eyes.

She knows her own position and strengths better than anyone else.

Unlike Qin Lan, who wields military power and can expand Lin Feng's territory.

Unlike Wang Jianguo, she doesn't possess irreplaceable knowledge and skills. But she has her own wisdom.

She understood early on that staying by this man's side and becoming an indispensable part of his life was the best solution.

Even if Qin Lan controls the Iron-Blooded Army, so what? In the end, the army is loyal to Lin Feng himself; Qin Lan is merely the sharpest executor.

With a single word from Lin Feng, everything she possessed could vanish.

What she, Su Wanqing, needs to be is not a sharp knife, but a warm sheath.

She wanted to be the one who understood him best, could comfort him most, and made him feel most comfortable. Her goal was never to be a head butler, but to attain that unique position—the Empress.

But now, she carefully hides this ambition.

Because she knew that every woman in this villa, in this entire sanctuary, who had the opportunity to get close to Lin Feng, shared the same thought.

Now is not the time to reveal the true intentions.

“Leader.” Su Wanqing stepped forward, her voice gentle and melodious: “Minister Tang Bao just sent a message that, in order to enrich everyone’s leisure time and to select more talent for your imperial kitchen, the shelter will hold its first ‘Chef God Competition’ in the central square in three days. The winner will have the opportunity to become your imperial chef.”

Lin Feng opened his eyes, a hint of interest in them.

His original private chef was Pang Dahai, whose cooking skills were truly exceptional; he could always make ordinary ingredients look amazing.

However, Pang Dahai is now also the Minister of Logistics, and he has a mountain of things to deal with every day. Although he still insists on preparing three meals a day for him personally, his energy is obviously not up to par.

His kitchen now has several assistants whom Pang Dahai himself selected.

"A culinary competition?" Lin Feng sat up straight, a smile playing on his lips. "That's interesting. Life in the shelter and Wanghu Town is getting better and better, but there are still too few entertainment activities. It would be good to organize one and let everyone have some fun."

"Then... will you personally attend and serve as a judge?" Su Wanqing asked.

"I'll just watch the fun and won't participate in the scoring," Lin Feng waved his hand. "Let the public and professionals judge."

"Yes, I'll arrange it right away." Su Wanqing gave an elegant bow and turned to leave.