Lin Feng's conquests did not stop.

His scouts, like an invisible net, were cast into the far reaches of the wilderness, places they had never ventured before.

He must find and unite the last remaining spark of humanity on this land before the catastrophe strikes.

Faced with a real threat capable of annihilating everyone, any dispersed power is a waste of the entire race's right to survival.

Lin Feng stood in front of the huge sand table in Chengtian Hall, which marked all the known settlements of Blue Star people that had not yet submitted.

"We can't wait any longer."

"Pass on my order, Qin Lan, Wang Dachui, immediately activate Project 'Ark'. We must bring all our fellow Earthlings back to the shelter we can find."

"We don't have much time left."

Thus began a fierce and tumultuous expedition under the banner of "integration."

The black torrent of the Ironblood Legion, accompanied by the roar of the "Landwalker" assault vehicles, swept across the alien wasteland like the scythe of death.

For those small settlements struggling to survive, their will to resist crumbled the moment they saw the Ironblood Army.

After all, we are all human beings from Earth, and it is only natural to choose to join forces with a fellow human being who is obviously more powerful.

However, there are always some people whose minds have been warped by power and the idea of ​​the apocalypse.

In a settlement called "Rock City," its leader, a man who was a high-ranking executive in a company before his transmigration, dared to challenge Lin Feng, relying on his hundreds of guns and nearly five thousand people.

"We, Rock City, are willing to form a brotherhood with the Sanctuary, and will not invade each other's territory."

His messenger, with a laughable arrogance, said, "But it is absolutely impossible for us to relinquish our power and obey the orders of a young man in his twenties!"

Lin Feng was in the command vehicle at the rear, watching all of this indifferently through the footage transmitted by the drone.

He didn't even show up.

He simply spoke into the communicator, saying calmly, "Qin Lan, tell them I'll only say this once: either open the city gates and accept reorganization, or I will personally wipe their city gates, along with their city, off this planet."

The leader of Rock City took this as intimidation and chose to resist.

The next second, Lin Feng closed his eyes.

Under the horrified gaze of thousands of people in Rock City, their proud city walls, built of massive stones and reinforced concrete, seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, emitting a tooth-grinding groan from within, before crumbling and shattering inch by inch!

Just seconds later, with a loud "boom," the entire section of the city wall collapsed, turning into ruins.

The Iron-Blooded Legion did not fire a single shot.

This ruthless approach was more persuasive than any words. The resistance within Rock City collapsed instantly.

Lin Feng's army entered the city without bloodshed.

The once arrogant leader was dragged out of the rubble and knelt before Lin Feng.

"I...I was wrong! We are all Earthlings! Spare my life!" he begged, tears streaming down his face.

"Too late." Lin Feng's eyes remained completely calm. "There is no forgiveness for those who waste our race's precious time and resources."

Instead of killing him, he gave an even crueler order.

“Break his legs, and put him and all the core resistance fighters into the ‘Oblivion Camp,’ send them to the most dangerous mining areas, and spend the rest of their lives mining the ores that we need for our war.”

Su Wanqing felt she had never lived so authentically and powerfully as she did at this moment.

She wore a well-tailored black suit made by the kingdom's top tailor, her long hair styled in an updo that revealed her elegant neck.

She was no longer Su Wanqing, the star who needed the spotlight and screams of fans to prove her worth, but the Deputy Chief of the Interior of the Kingdom, the woman of the leader whom everyone knew, and the "First Lady" of this new kingdom.

She stood in the side hall of Chengtian Hall, looking down through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows at the well-planned and bustling new city of Shelter below.

In the distance, the chimneys of the industrial area spew out thick smoke, a symbol of power; further still, an endless military camp is where grueling training is underway.

All of this filled her with an overwhelming sense of excitement and satisfaction.

What's it like to be a celebrity?

They live in an illusory halo, swept up by capital and traffic, seemingly glamorous, but in reality, they are not in control of their own destiny.

Everything she possessed was nothing but a mirage.

But things are different now.

What she possesses is real power.

“Madam,” an internal affairs officer approached her respectfully and handed her a document, “this is the resettlement plan for the new batch of people relocated from ‘Sunset Town,’ and it needs your review and signature.”

Su Wanqing took the document, her slender fingers gracefully turning the pages. Each number represented a vibrant life; their homes, jobs, and future destinies were all contained within her strokes.

This feeling was more intoxicating to her than winning the Best Actress award at any film festival.

“The plan is well done,” she said calmly, her voice cool and authoritative. “However, for those with special skills, such as doctors, engineers, and senior technicians, the placement standards should be raised by one level.”

"We must make them feel valued by the kingdom. In addition, immediately select all eligible and healthy single women from this group, register them, and prepare for the next group matchmaking event for the men who have made outstanding contributions on the front lines of combat and production."

"Yes, Madam!" The clerk bowed respectfully and quickly wrote it down.

Su Wanqing waved her hand, signaling him to step back.

She enjoyed the feeling of giving orders, and even more so the process of helping Lin Feng solve his problems.

She believed she was the person who understood Lin Feng best in the world; she knew what he wanted.

What he wanted was a highly efficient, stable nation capable of continuously unleashing its war potential.

And she, Su Wanqing, was his perfect and virtuous wife, and his strongest shield.

She even began to sit in on some important military and political events.

Qin Lan's iron-blooded army is setting off, and she will represent Lin Feng to see them off.

When Wang Dachui's industrial department makes a new technological breakthrough, she will go to inspect it as soon as possible and bring back a first-hand report.

The people of the kingdom held this beautiful, noble, and wise leader's wife in high esteem.

Under the lens of the television station "Kingdom Voices," her image was portrayed as almost perfect.

She thought that this kind of life would continue indefinitely.

She believed that she was already the undisputed mistress of this palace.

Until that afternoon.

After finishing her official duties, she happily carried a bowl of snow fungus and lotus seed soup that she had personally stewed to Lin Feng's study.

That place was a forbidden area of ​​the kingdom, and no one was allowed to enter except for her and a few other core members.

However, when she pushed open the heavy rosewood door, she saw a scene that struck her like a thunderbolt.

Qian Xiaoxiao, who was once just a pretty and clever rich second-generation in her eyes, is now kneeling beside Lin Feng's desk, gently grinding ink for him.

Her movements were gentle and focused, with a satisfied and serene smile on her face.

What made Su Wanqing's heart stop even more was that Qian Xiaoxiao was wearing a large men's silk bathrobe that clearly did not belong to her.

The collar of her bathrobe was slightly open, revealing her snow-white skin and a hint of ambiguous red marks.

The air was filled with a scent that she knew all too well—the scent that belonged to Lin Feng.

Su Wanqing's hand holding the soup bowl trembled slightly.

Lin Feng was sitting behind his desk, reviewing documents. When she arrived, he merely raised his eyelids slightly and said, "You're here."

His tone was calm and even; the ambiguous scene before him was perfectly normal.

Qian Xiaoxiao also looked up and saw Su Wanqing, who was pale-faced, standing at the door.

There was no trace of panic or shame in her eyes; instead, a faint, victorious smile played on her lips.

She stood up, bowed slightly to Su Wanqing, and spoke in a voice so soft and alluring it could melt your heart.

"Sister Wanqing, you've arrived."

That cry of "Sister Wanqing" was like the sharpest knife, piercing Su Wanqing's heart.

Su Wanqing's face turned from white to green, and then from green to icy cold.

She slammed the soup bowl down on the coffee table beside her, making a jarring sound.

"Qian Xiaoxiao, who let you in? Is this a place for you to stay?" Her voice trembled slightly with anger.

Qian Xiaoxiao remained unmoved. She walked up to Su Wanqing, who was half a head shorter than her, but her aura was in no way weak.

She leaned close to Su Wanqing's ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Sister, the leader was too tired last night, so I was here to take care of him. He said that I can come to the study to keep him company anytime from now on."

After saying that, she took a step back, her smile growing even brighter.

She looked directly into Su Wanqing's eyes, which seemed to be spitting fire, and said clearly, word by word:

"Being in the lead doesn't mean you'll always be in the lead."

boom!

It felt like a thunderclap had exploded in Su Wanqing's mind. All her pride, confidence, and sense of superiority had been shattered in that instant by Qian Xiaoxiao's casual remark.

She turned sharply to look at Lin Feng, hoping he could give her an explanation, hoping he could protect her as usual and drive this arrogant woman out.

However, Lin Feng simply put down his pen, leaned back in his chair, interlaced his fingers, and looked at the two of them with a scrutinizing, indifferent gaze.

He didn't say anything.

There was no favoritism, no appeasement, and not even a trace of emotional fluctuation.

He was like a high and mighty god, coldly observing the struggle between his followers.

At that moment, Su Wanqing suddenly realized. She understood.

In Lin Feng's eyes, Su Wanqing might be special, but she was definitely not the only one.

In this iron-fisted kingdom he built from scratch, all emotions must serve his ultimate goal.

What he needed was not a pampered empress, but a useful woman who could assist him.

Qian Xiaoxiao proved her "usefulness" in her own way.

Su Wanqing's heart instantly turned cold.

She knew that crying and questioning would only annoy Lin Feng and cause her to lose face in his eyes.

She took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the raging storm in her heart. A smile even appeared on her originally cold face, though the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"Really? You're joking, little sister." She reached out and affectionately straightened the collar of Qian Xiaoxiao's robe. "Since it's the leader's wish, then it's naturally good. From now on, we sisters must serve the leader well together."

Her movements were graceful and composed, as if the lapse in composure had never occurred.

A hint of surprise flashed in Qian Xiaoxiao's eyes, but she smiled even more sweetly: "Of course, I'll do whatever you say, sister."

An invisible war has begun.

Lin Feng looked at the scene before him, a hint of barely perceptible approval flashing in his eyes.

This is exactly the result he wanted. Competition is what will make them serve him better.

He didn't have the time or energy to deal with the trivial matters of the harem; he needed them to find their own balance.

He is no longer the naive deliveryman he once was.

The nourishment of power and the pressure of impending doom swiftly transformed him into a heartless monarch.

For him, emotions are both a source of comfort and a tool.

He needs more tools.

His gaze passed over the two women in front of him and went further afield.

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, making a dull sound.

After a moment, he spoke, his voice calm and authoritative.

"You all go out first."

"Yes." Su Wanqing and Qian Xiaoxiao obediently replied, exchanged a glance, their eyes swirling with unspoken tension, and then left the study together.

Lin Feng pressed a communication button on the table.

"Have Qin Lan come to see me."

"Yes, leader."