"Chasing the Moon!"
A clear call rang out from Lin Feng's mouth, piercing through the villa walls and resounding through the sky.
"Bah!"
A high-pitched, sharp cry of an eagle, filled with supreme majesty, resounded from the mountaintop behind the shelter.
Immediately afterwards, a massive, overwhelming shadow flew toward the villa area at an astonishing speed.
It was a colossal creature with a wingspan of over twenty-five meters!
Its feathers have a unique, translucent texture, like ice cubes. In the sunlight, the edges of each feather refract a seven-colored halo, making it both magnificent and sacred.
It is the overlord of this sky, the most powerful bird of prey—the Shining Falcon.
The enormous figure of Zhu Yue landed precisely on the open ground in front of the villa, and the gale brought up by its folded wings made the surrounding trees sway.
It lowered its proud head and nuzzled Lin Feng's shoulder affectionately with its huge, sapphire-like eyes.
Lin Feng flipped over and straddled Zhu Yue's broad back, a thought forming in his mind.
"Let's go and see my kingdom."
"Bah!"
With a long howl, Zhu Yue flapped its wings and its massive body shot into the sky like an arrow, instantly rising hundreds of meters into the air.
The biting wind howled past his ears, but an invisible barrier surrounded Lin Feng's body, keeping all the wind and snow out.
From a high altitude, the entire shelter is clearly visible.
The orderly dormitory area, the steaming central canteen, the bustling supply and marketing cooperative, the lush new farmland, the artisan area with smoke rising from the stove... everything unfolds like a meticulous and harmonious painting beneath his feet.
When the enormous and magnificent figure of the Moon appeared in the sky, the entire shelter erupted in cheers.
"Look! It's Mr. Lin! It's Mr. Lin and Zhu Yue!"
In the vegetable garden, Li Luoshen, who was working, was the first to look up, her eyes instantly filled with fervent worship.
Her sisters also stopped what they were doing and looked up at the god-like figure in the sky.
"Mr. Lin is inspecting our home!"
"A salute to Mr. Lin!"
No one knows who started it, but everyone put down their tools and bowed deeply towards the sky.
Not just farmland.
Inside the workshop, the craftsmen who had been wielding hammers stopped hammering, walked out of the workshop, and bowed to the sky.
Even Qin Lan and her combat squad, who were on patrol, stopped in unison, placed their right hands on their chests, and gave the most solemn military salute to the supreme ruler in the sky.
At this moment, the entire shelter fell into an eerie silence.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and greeted their monarch's inspection with the utmost reverence.
Lin Feng sat on the back of Zhu Yue, calmly looking down at the figures below who were as small as ants, yet who paid him the utmost respect.
A satisfied smile slowly curved his lips, and the excitement and desire in his eyes grew even more intense.
This is what he wanted.
Unconditional obedience, heartfelt reverence.
He was like a shepherd, and all the people below were his flock. He enjoyed this feeling.
But... that's not enough.
His gaze passed over the high walls of the shelter and landed on the vast, desolate wilderness covered in ice and snow in the distance.
This sheepfold is too small. And the number of sheep is too small.
Under such circumstances, he desperately needed more subjects.
As the moon descended according to his will, it landed on the high platform in the central square.
Qin Lan had been waiting there. She quickly stepped forward and knelt on one knee: "Mr. Lin."
"Get up." Lin Feng jumped down from Zhu Yue's back, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority. "Qin Lan, I'm asking you, how is the shelter operating right now?"
"Reporting to Mr. Lin!" Qin Lan stood up, her posture respectful, and reported quickly: "Currently, the shelter has forty-seven members. Food reserves are sufficient, and the new crops are growing well. The workshop area is already capable of mass-producing basic tools and weapons. The fortifications are being reinforced daily. All members are in stable spirits and highly motivated. Everything is proceeding smoothly according to your plan."
“Very good.” Lin Feng nodded, then changed the subject, staring sharply at Qin Lan: “But, it’s too slow. And too small.”
Qin Lan felt a chill run down her spine; she could sense that Lin Feng was different today than usual.
He exuded an aura of "ambition" that made her heart pound.
“Please give your instructions, Mr. Lin!” she said without hesitation.
Lin Feng strolled to the edge of the platform, looking down at the square below that had regained its vitality and order, and slowly said, "A stable kingdom needs a sufficient population as its foundation. This small population doesn't even qualify as a village. I need people, more people."
His voice wasn't loud, but every word carried immense weight.
"Qin Lan, I'm giving you a new task."
Lin Feng turned around, his eyes flashing with an undeniable light. "From today onwards, the primary mission of the combat team will no longer be hunting exotic beasts or mining ores."
He paused, then said, word by word, "It's 'search' and 'expansion'!"
"Search?" Qin Lan asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Yes, search!" Lin Feng's voice rose a few decibels. "I need you to organize your most elite team members into several long-range exploration teams. Take sufficient supplies and weapons, along with horned wolves, and advance into the depths of the wasteland! Your target is no longer inanimate resources, but living people!"
"Go find other survivor camps, find those humans still struggling to survive in the wilderness! Find them, tell them about the shelter! Then, bring them back!"
Qin Lan's pupils contracted sharply. This was a revolutionary order. It meant that the shelter would shift from a passive, closed defensive posture to an active, open, and expanding one.
This presents both tremendous opportunities and unpredictable risks.
But she did not hesitate or question it at all.
Lin Feng's will is her mission.
“Yes, Mr. Lin!” she answered decisively. “I guarantee to complete the mission! But… what if we encounter some… camps that refuse to obey?”
A cold smile appeared on Lin Feng's face.
"My kingdom does not accept the answer 'no'."
“Those who submit to me may enter the sanctuary and enjoy peace and sustenance. Those who defy me…” His voice suddenly turned icy, like the chilling breath of Zhu Yue: “Let them become fertilizer for this wasteland!”
"Whether right or wrong, you must obey my orders and carry them out. Understand?"
Qin Lan's body trembled slightly with excitement.
"Understood!" she shouted, her voice echoing throughout the square. "Your will will be the direction our blades point! Anything that stands in your way will be utterly crushed!"
Lin Feng smiled with satisfaction.
He took one last look at the private kingdom he had built from scratch, his heart filled with pride.
This is just the beginning.
He wanted to print his image on more gold coins, so that it could circulate to every corner of the world.
He wanted everyone who heard the name "Lin Feng" to tremble, revere, and submit, just like his subjects.
The wasteland will be changed because of him.
He will usher in a new era.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com