The dawn on an alien planet is always tinged with a cold, otherworldly desolation.
But on the top floor of Chengtian Hall, inside Lin Feng's bedroom, this loneliness was kept at bay by extreme luxury and warmth.
The size of the bedroom exceeded that of any presidential suite in the Blue Star era.
As the first rays of morning light shone through the specially adjusted semi-transparent crystal window and fell upon him, Lin Feng slowly opened his eyes.
There was no annoying alarm clock, nor any urgent military reports.
He stretched and stepped barefoot onto the ground. Under his feet was not a cold floor, but a whole piece of ground paved with an unknown white jade.
This nephrite was a unique mineral he discovered deep underground during a mineral exploration. It has a warm and smooth feel and can regulate its temperature on its own, always maintaining the most comfortable range of sensation.
"Leader, you're awake."
A soft, seductive voice rang out. Qian Xiaoxiao, dressed in a gossamer-thin silk nightgown, carrying a pure gold tray, walked silently in through the side door with her bare, snow-white feet.
On the tray sits a glass of perfectly heated liquid, exuding a rich aroma.
"This is a drink made from newly cultivated 'golden cocoa beans,' and I've added a little bit of 'ice flower nectar' from the top of the snow-capped mountains. Please try it."
She knelt on the jade floor, holding the tray above her head, her posture humble yet undeniably alluring.
Lin Feng took the cup, carved from a single piece of ruby, and took a small sip. The rich aroma carried a strange sweetness, instantly awakening his dormant taste buds.
"You've put your heart into it," he said calmly.
A hint of joy and pride flashed in Qian Xiaoxiao's eyes upon receiving the praise.
She was very clear about her position. Su Wanqing wanted to be the "Queen" who controlled the overall situation, Qin Lan was the "General" who held military power, and she wanted to be the white moonlight that made Lin Feng feel most comfortable and relaxed.
She climbed up behind Lin Feng and began to gently massage his temples with her slender fingers, the pressure just right.
“You played war games until late last night again. You must take care of your health. The people of the kingdom are all counting on you.” Her voice was full of concern.
Lin Feng closed his eyes, enjoying the service.
Since their last "clash" in the study, a peculiar balance has formed among the three women.
Su Wanqing took charge of external affairs, and as the "First Lady," she increasingly participated in the kingdom's administration, culture, and publicity work, managing everything in an orderly manner and demonstrating her demeanor and ability as the mistress of the house.
Qin Lan then completely took control of the army. After establishing the "Supreme Military Council," she, as the sole vice-chairperson, wielded immense power and became the second most respected general in the hearts of all the soldiers, second only to Lin Feng.
Qian Xiaoxiao, with her cleverness, quick wit, and meticulous service, became the woman closest to Lin Feng's "life".
She gave up all her positions in the Ministry of Internal Affairs and willingly became Lin Feng's personal maid, taking care of all his food and daily life.
Although she seemed to have lost power, she actually gained another form of irreplaceable "favor".
Because everyone knows that if you want to see Lin Feng, you have to get past her first.
"What are the plans for today?" Lin Feng asked.
"At nine o'clock in the morning, Sister Su will come over to report to you on the program plan for the new season of 'Voice of the Kingdom' TV station."
She said that a talent show called "Kingdom Idol" should be added to discover more artistic talents for the kingdom and further enrich the spiritual and cultural life of the people.
Qian Xiaoxiao's voice carried a faint hint of amusement: "This afternoon, Sister Qin Lan will return from the military camp and show you live-fire footage of the newly equipped 'Tearer' infantry fighting vehicle. The rest of the time is up to you."
Lin Feng nodded.
This is his life now.
The shadow of war has receded.
The sinister heartbeat from the valley, though still present under the close surveillance of the scouts, had remained undisturbed for weeks.
The black fungal carpet expanded extremely slowly, firmly confining it within the valley.
Meanwhile, his kingdom experienced explosive growth during this period.
The total population, after integrating all the human settlements that could be found in the surrounding area and promulgating what can only be described as an insane birth incentive policy, has exceeded 50,000!
Newborn babies are considered the kingdom's most precious treasures and enjoy the best treatment from the moment of their birth.
Their parents, in turn, receive enormous rewards and honors that others envy.
Productivity, under his macro-control of telekinesis and with the support of countless intelligent production lines, has reached a terrifying level.
The production of steel, coal, and various rare metals has grown exponentially. Weaponry is no longer an issue.
Today, the kingdom has not only modernized its entire army, but has even begun to stockpile strategic materials on a large scale.
There was so much food that we couldn't possibly eat it all.
Large tracts of land were reclaimed around the shelter.
Crops, specially modified to adapt to alien soil, are yielding bumper harvests season after season, thanks to automated irrigation systems and highly efficient fertilizers. Huge granaries and cold storage facilities are overflowing with grains, meat, and various processed foods.
When survival is no longer the primary concern, people begin to pursue higher-level things.
Lin Feng, as the creator of all this, naturally enjoyed the highest level of luxury.
He rose and walked into the enormous dressing room. There were no wardrobes, only rows and rows of clothes. From hand-stitched silk shirts to coats tanned from the hides of alien beasts, there was something for everyone.
Qian Xiaoxiao skillfully selected a well-tailored black casual outfit for him, then knelt down and helped him put on leather shoes made from the softest "earth dragon" belly skin.
Throughout the entire process, Lin Feng didn't even need to raise his hand.
He walked into the restaurant, where a long table made from a single piece of obsidian was already laden with a sumptuous breakfast.
From top-grade Blue Mountain coffee to omelets made with eggs from the exotic "Colorful Feather Chicken," from freshly picked, juicy "Bloodberries" to steaming croissants baked by the royal baker with the finest flour.
In addition, there are various caviar varieties, and all eight major Chinese cuisines are represented.
This table of food alone has a total of fifty dishes.
Lin Feng ate his meal slowly and deliberately, while Qian Xiaoxiao read aloud to him a kingdom briefing that had been compiled by the Ministry of Internal Affairs and filtered out all the trivial matters.
"Yesterday, the Kingdom's total power generation reached a new high, which is enough to meet the daily electricity needs of at least 100,000 people."
"According to the Ministry of People's Livelihood, the number of newborns in the kingdom reached 27 last month, a record high. Zhao Laosi's three wives are all pregnant with their second child, and he has applied for the highest honor medal of 'Heroic Father'..."
Lin Feng listened to this news and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
Everything was going in the direction he wanted.
The taste of power, like the finest wine, intoxicated him.
He began to enjoy the feeling of being a king, the worship of his subjects, the embrace of women, and the prosperous yet distorted empire he had built with his own power.
At 9:00 a.m. sharp, Su Wanqing appeared in the study on time.
Today she wore a white Chanel-style suit, her long hair styled in an elegant updo, secured with a hairpin inlaid with diamonds and sapphires.
Her beauty is aggressive, meticulously crafted, and constantly emphasizes her status as "First Lady."
"Leader." She bowed slightly to Lin Feng and handed him a beautifully prepared report.
Lin Feng took the report and casually flipped through it.
The above uses detailed data and flowery language to explain the necessity and feasibility of holding "Kingdom Idol".
"Through talent shows, we can systematically select, cultivate, and package a group of stars that belong to our kingdom. They will become new idols, replacing the memories of the old era and becoming the spiritual sustenance of the younger generation."
"Their songs, dances, and films will further strengthen the kingdom's cultural cohesion and convey your will to every family in a gentler and more touching way..."
"Good idea." Lin Feng closed the report and looked at Su Wanqing: "What kind of support do you need?"
“I need all the resources of the Kingdom Television Station to be allocated to me, and... I hope you can personally serve as a judge in the finals and present the award to the champion.” Su Wanqing’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.
That was her real purpose.
Having Lin Feng endorse her is a way of declaring to the entire kingdom that she possesses unquestionable authority in the cultural sphere, stemming from the leader.
Lin Feng saw through her thoughts, but didn't point them out.
He is happy to see this kind of healthy competition.
"Okay." He nodded.
A victorious smile appeared on Su Wanqing's face.
She gracefully sat down on the sofa opposite Lin Feng and naturally brewed him a pot of top-grade Da Hong Pao tea from Blue Star.
“This was brought here by a survivor from Earth. There’s not much left. Please have a taste.”
Just then, Qian Xiaoxiao walked in carrying a plate of cut fruit and placed it with a smile next to Lin Feng.
"Sister Wanqing, your tea is good, but it's from the old days. Every drop we drink is a drop we can't have anymore. My 'Jade Marrow Melon' is grown in our kingdom's own greenhouse. It's available all year round, sweet and refreshing, and it can even replenish your energy. Leader, please try this."
Her words, seemingly innocent, actually concealed a sharp edge.
Su Wanqing's tea represents the "past," while her melon represents the "present."
Su Wanqing paused slightly in her teacup, then smiled and said, "Little sister is right. But people always need something to look forward to. Aren't we working hard to build a new home so that one day we can recreate the beauty of the past? This tea isn't about the taste, but about a feeling, a recollection of civilization."
Her counterattack was flawless.
Qian Xiaoxiao blinked and stopped talking. She simply handed Lin Feng a slice of melon, her eyes filled with tenderness that could melt steel.
Lin Feng found the scene before him amusing.
These women, who were once incredibly arrogant in his presence, are now vying for his attention in the palace.
Ultimately, whether they like it or not, they understand.
In this kingdom, all they need to do is please Lin Feng, and they can get everything.
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