Meanwhile, Lin Feng sent out two other reconnaissance teams, which also sent back exciting news one after another.
They discovered several human survivor settlements of varying sizes in different directions.
This news shocked the entire shelter.
The survivors they found were all struggling on the brink of extinction.
The alien ecosystem is filled with undisguised hostility towards humans, an alien species.
Some survivors huddled under the caps of giant mushroom forests that released deadly spores at night, forcing them to cover their mouths and noses with soaked cloths and sleepless through the night in fear.
Some occupy a dry, purple crystal-filled canyon, feeding on an armadillo-like creature covered in spikes. However, the water source is monopolized by a group of ferocious, six-legged "sand iguanas," and every attempt to fetch water means a bloody battle.
They lost everything from the Blue Star era. There was no order, no technology, no morality, and they almost lost their dignity as "civilized people."
Like a group of trapped beasts thrown into an unfamiliar arena, they struggled in the most primal and bloody way on this land that did not belong to them, just to survive the next sunrise.
When Qin Lan's team appeared before them like divine warriors descending from the heavens, riding tall, magnificent blue iron-hoofed horses, dressed in uniform, high-quality equipment, wearing special masks that could filter the air, and with ample food and medicine, the shock they caused was unparalleled.
There was no resistance, or even much questioning.
These fellow humans, who had struggled in the mire of despair for far too long, almost without hesitation chose to surrender after seeing the reconnaissance squad's combat power far exceeding their expectations, and the food that was enough to make them weep with joy.
They abandoned their garbage-filled camp and, following the guidance of the reconnaissance team, embarked on the road to the legendary "Land of Divine Grace"—the Sanctuary.
So, for the next two weeks, the heavy doors of the shelter were opened from the inside every few days.
One group after another of the ragged, emaciated survivors were led into this orderly, godlike homeland, a place they could never have dreamed of.
What pleased Lin Feng the most was that the proportion of men among the returning crowd had increased significantly this time.
On this strange planet, men, who are the main force in hunting and fighting, have a much higher mortality rate than women.
This has led to many small survivor groups exhibiting a morbid structure where women dominate and men are weak, which is detrimental to the continuation and development of the group.
This time, the gathering points that Qin Lan and her team found happened to have a considerable number of young and middle-aged men.
They may be thin, or bear hideous scars from fighting alien creatures, but they are still a valuable workforce.
Lin Feng stood on the villa's balcony, watching the newly returned survivors line up in the central square to undergo physical examinations and identity registration by Chen Jing and her assistants. A long-lost, genuine smile appeared on his face.
His kingdom is expanding rapidly at the pace he desires.
"Women are the stabilizers of civilization and the guarantee of population reproduction."
He held a cup of tea brewed with melted water from an alien snow mountain and muttered to himself as he looked at the empty space behind him: "And men are the cornerstones of building and protecting this civilization."
In the shelter, the situation of having more women than men was finally fundamentally reversed.
A healthy and sustainable society is slowly taking shape in his hands.
Among these returning individuals, a family of three particularly caught Lin Feng's attention.
There was a man, a woman, and a little boy who was about five or six years old.
They were among the last to arrive, trailing at the back of the group, and looked more disheveled than the others.
The man's leg was scratched by the thorns of some alien plant, and the festering wound made him limp. His tattered coat was pieced together from the fur of several different creatures and emitted a strong, fishy stench.
The woman held the little boy tightly in her arms, using her frail body to shield him from the pervasive cold in the air.
The child's big eyes were filled with fear and unease about this unfamiliar environment.
When the man, supporting his wife and child, finally reached the registration table, he almost instinctively shielded the woman and child behind him.
He looked up at the staff in their clean uniforms, their complexions rosy, and the neat, sturdy buildings behind them. His eyes were filled with inferiority, awe, and a hint of vigilance that he, as a man and a father, was desperately trying to maintain.
"Name."
The person in charge of registration is Sun Li. Now, she has become a formal clerk in the Civil Affairs Management Office, responsible for entering the files of new members.
She was wearing a clean blue work uniform and had a professional, polite smile on her face.
“Wang…Wang Jianguo,” the man answered tremblingly, his voice hoarse from prolonged dehydration and discomfort with the air.
"age."
"Three... thirty-nine."
"Original Blue Star profession?" Sun Li asked. This was a project that Mr. Lin specifically instructed her to record in order to assess the potential value of each person.
This question left Wang Jianguo speechless.
Blue Star... that distant blue planet that only exists in my memory.
He opened his mouth, then lowered his head in shame: "Programmer... before I came here, I was a programmer."
Sun Li nodded, showing no disdain, and calmly wrote it down. She pointed to the trembling woman and child behind Wang Jianguo: "Are they your family?"
"Yes! It's my wife, Sun Huimin, and my son, whose nickname is Little Stone," Wang Jianguo quickly replied.
Sun Huimin peeked out from behind her husband and gave Sun Li a fawning yet timid smile.
The little stone in her arms buried its face even deeper.
Just then, a small commotion broke out in the crowd.
"Mr. Lin has arrived!"
"Look! It's Mr. Lin!"
Suppressed whispers of excitement and adoration echoed through the crowd. All the survivors queuing, undergoing checks, and receiving food all turned in the same direction, casting a look of awe.
Wang Jianguo followed the gaze of the crowd.
The man, whom everyone called "Mr. Lin," slowly walked down from an unbelievably magnificent three-story villa.
He was young and wore a seemingly simple outfit, but the fabric and tailoring were extremely sophisticated.
His steps were unhurried, his eyes calm and profound, as if nothing in this world could move him.
An invisible, domineering aura enveloped him, making him seem out of place with everything around him.
He is God.
The thought instantly popped into Wang Jianguo's mind.
Only a god could have built such an incredible sanctuary on this hellish alien planet.
Lin Feng's gaze slowly swept over the new members in the square. Everyone whose gaze fell upon him straightened their chests with excitement, then lowered their heads in awe.
Finally, his gaze fell on Wang Jianguo and his family of three.
He walked over.
As he drew closer, Wang Jianguo felt his heart pounding in his throat.
He subconsciously pulled his wife and children back behind him again, and like a wild beast protecting its cubs, he nervously and humbly bowed down.
"Leader...leader..." He used all his strength to squeeze out the title from his throat.
Lin Feng stopped in front of him.
He didn't look at Wang Jianguo, but instead looked at Sun Huimin and the child named Xiao Shitou behind him.
Sun Huimin's beauty has been almost entirely lost in the harsh environment of the alien planet, but it is still evident that she was once a pretty woman.
At that moment, she was holding her child tightly, her face pale and her eyes filled with terror.
A gentle smile appeared on Lin Feng's face.
"Don't be afraid," he said gently. "Welcome home."
The word "home" made Wang Jianguo and Sun Huimin tremble violently at the same time.
Lin Feng crouched down, trying to look the child named Little Stone in the eye.
Little Stone was so frightened that he shrank into his mother's arms. Lin Feng didn't care. He just smiled and stretched out his hand. With his palm facing up, he had a thought, and a crystal clear, sweet-smelling fruit candy appeared out of thin air in his palm.
This is a little gadget he made in his spare time using an alien plant that resembles a beetroot, grown in the shelter, specifically for... winning people over.
"For you."
Little Stone looked at the unbelievably beautiful candy and smelled its sweet aroma, which he had never experienced before, and hesitated.
He turned and looked back at his mother.
Sun Huimin was completely stunned at this moment.
She hadn't expected that this god-like leader would be so approachable. She was somewhat at a loss, and could only offer her son an encouraging look.
Little Stone hesitated for a moment, then stretched out his dark little hand, quickly took the candy from Lin Feng's palm, and then swiftly withdrew it.
Lin Feng stood up and looked at Wang Jianguo, who was completely stunned.
"You don't have a place to stay, do you?" he asked with a smile.
Wang Jianguo then seemed to snap out of his daze and hurriedly nodded: "No...we...we've always lived in the cave, blocking the entrance with stones..."
"Don't worry." Lin Feng patted his shoulder, the gesture natural and friendly, but it made Wang Jianguo's body tremble, and a warm current surged from the bottom of his heart: "In my shelter, I will not allow any of my people to be without a home to shelter them from the wind and rain."
He turned to Li Xiangbin beside him and said, "Old Li, you see. We have more and more people. The original plan is no longer enough."
Li Xiangbin, who was holding a thick blueprint, immediately ran over upon hearing this, his face flushed with excitement: "Yes, I was just about to report to you! At the current rate of population growth, we need to build at least two hundred more houses! Also, there are more children now, shouldn't we consider..."
“That’s right.” Lin Feng interrupted him, his eyes gleaming with excitement: “We’re not just going to build houses, we’re going to build more and better ones! We’re going to build schools, hospitals, and workshops! I want to reignite the torch of civilization for humanity on this alien planet!”
He turned around, facing Wang Jianguo and all the new survivors, his voice suddenly rising, filled with undeniable power.
"Wang Jianguo, is that right?"
"Yes...yes! Leader!" Wang Jianguo straightened his back.
"Look," Lin Feng said, pointing to the huge, newly leveled open space in the eastern part of the shelter. "Today, I will personally build a new home for you and for all of you newcomers. You must live well, work hard, and contribute to this home."
A glint of insight into people's hearts shone in Lin Feng's eyes.
He knew very well that people like Wang Jianguo, who had families to support, were the easiest to control and the most loyal.
Unlike those lone wanderers, they are not without ties. They have families, vulnerabilities, and things they would risk their lives to protect.
Once they are given a stable home and the hope of protecting their families, they will be like the most loyal hunting dogs, dedicating everything to maintaining this hard-won peace, even tearing apart any enemy who dares to threaten it.
A family is both a bond and the strongest anchor.
Sure enough, Wang Jianguo was stunned after hearing Lin Feng's words.
He looked at Lin Feng, at the open space, then turned back to look at his wife, whose face was covered in tears and who was too excited to speak, and his son, who was carefully licking a candy.
This man, who had never shed a tear in the cruel world of the alien planet, could no longer hold on.
With a "plop," he knelt down on both knees and kowtowed heavily to Lin Feng.
"Leader! You...you are our second parents! From this day forward, my life, Wang Jianguo's life, belongs to you! As long as my wife and children can live, I will do whatever you ask! I will go through fire and water without hesitation!"
His voice, tinged with sobs, was filled with an unprecedented firmness.
His actions, like a signal, instantly ignited the emotions of all the newcomers around him.
"Splash! Splash!"
In the square, all the newly arrived survivors, regardless of gender, knelt down.
"Thank you, Chief!"
"Please, Chief, take me in!"
We're willing to do anything for you!
Cries and oaths merged into a huge wave that echoed across the square.
The way they looked at Lin Feng was no longer just awe, but fervent and unreserved worship.
On this cold, alien planet, they found their god.
Lin Feng watched this scene with satisfaction. He didn't help them up, but calmly accepted their kneeling.
This is exactly the effect he wanted.
The rise of a new civilization requires not only material abundance, but also absolute spiritual unity.
And he is the sole and supreme spiritual totem of this civilization.
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