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"It's all over now."
Hearing the elves say this, Jiang Yunlan felt an urge to cry. They didn't have to go through this suffering.
The orcs, including Farwinter, have been beheaded and their heads displayed, but this cannot undo the suffering of the victims, nor can it bring the dead back to life.
Jiang Yunlan watched the elf talk to the other orcs in silence. After a while, she smiled and asked, "Would you like to come with us to the mainland?" She thought that the elf would probably want to see the place where her kindred spirits had lived, as well as the guardians left behind by her kindred spirits.
“Of course! I also want to see what the ocean will be like when it is no longer affected by us. I heard from my fellow beings that the ocean used to be a very, very good place, very suitable for the sea beastmen to live in,” the elf said happily.
The elf's name is Merian.
It would occasionally fall asleep, making it more like an elf cub than Freya. Perhaps because it had never left Dragon Island, it would excitedly cling to different giant beasts and orcs on its first time aboard the summer ship, wanting them to take it to explore the ship's interior and the seabed.
When it wasn't out strolling around, it would stay next to Jiang Yunlan and chat with her casually.
"Lan. My kin told me that before the Age of Calamity, orcs and beasts could use the power of nature through their own efforts without needing our help. If we could gain power without taking our lives, would orcs stop harming us?" Merian asked.
Jiang Yunlan shook her head and said, "Even if orcs can obtain the power of nature through their own efforts, there will still be orcs who covet your power and want to transfer it to themselves. The best way to protect yourself is to become stronger."
“Merlian, you have a lifespan longer than any other living being, and we are destined not to be able to protect you until the end. So, when the day comes that Xia is no longer the place that shelters you, do not linger. I myself cannot believe that hundreds or thousands of years from now, the people of Xia will regard you as their own, just like most of the people of Xia now.” She looked at the Xia flag flying on the ship and said earnestly.
Merian had heard of the betrayals committed by the descendants of the Guardians from her own source, and she obediently responded. She knew that Lan and Lan's descendants should be treated separately.
“We will also study the magical script carefully,” the elf said.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yunlan smiled happily, "Don't forget to create a unique way for you elves to communicate."
The elf responded, and looking at the approaching unicorn people's ocean habitat, shouted, "Lan! We've arrived! We can go catch the mountain fish that 022 has been wanting!"
It understands that 022, called an elf, is different from them, but it will treat 022 as an elf just like other beings of the same origin, and will not deny 022's identity in front of other creatures. In this world, 022's identity can only be that of an elf, just as Jiang Yunlan can only be a squirrel beastman.
Is Lan the savior sent by the Beast God?
Merian didn't know the answer; no elf had heard the voice of the Beast God since the Age of Calamity. She thought that in the eyes of many beastmen, Lan was the savior.
To them, Lan was also a savior who defeated the Apocalypse Orcs and rescued them from suffering.
Therefore, Merian really likes Jiang Yunlan. Because its kindred spirits will no longer suffer.
“I heard from 022 that the scales of mountain fish are perfect for recording history. Why don’t we catch some live ones and raise them? After 022 finishes writing the history of Xia, I’ll use a scale to write something too,” Merian said lightly as she jumped onto the head of a dead mountain fish.
022 looked down at it, its voice puzzled, "I do intend to raise mountain fish, but if you want to use a scale to write, you can take one now."
Jiang Yunlan watched their conversation and couldn't help but chuckle a few times. She compared the scales of the mountain fish to Merian's and asked, "How big of a scale do you want? I'll get it for you."
Hearing this, Merian didn't refuse. However, after it got its hands on the armor plate, it suddenly remembered that it couldn't write the characters for summer. It paused, stunned for a long time, and then pitifully asked Jiang Yunlan for help.
“Want to learn Xia’s writing? Leave it to me, I’m sure you’ll learn it quickly,” Jiang Yunlan said with a smile.
The news that it suddenly wanted to learn to write the Xia script after obtaining the armor plate gradually spread to the ears of all the creatures on the Xia ship. One Xia beastman was curious and went to ask it what it wanted to write with the armor plate, saying that he had experience as a messenger and could write things for it.
"Lan said that writing is the longest-lasting thing a civilization can produce. I want to know how long my writing will last."
Many of Xia's people, upon hearing Merian's answer, also became curious. Would their descendants see the writings they left behind, and know that they had ever existed?
"I'm also thinking of writing something. But I have absolutely no idea what to write. 022 has already recorded everything we've been through." Xia's people were distressed, counting the things they wanted to write down while simultaneously overturning what they had just said they would write down.
Hearing their discussion, Jiang Yunlan said to them with a mixture of amusement and helplessness, "Even if you are recording the same event, the words you leave behind will not be the same. When it comes to writing, the important thing is to write."
“Believe me, if our descendants discover the writings you left behind, no matter what you wrote, they will put in their utmost effort to study them. So don’t worry about whether your writing is good enough; just write whatever comes to mind.” She encouraged them, making a thumbs-up gesture.
Encouraged by Lan, they stopped worrying and happily asked 022 when they could get their armor plates. There were too many creatures who wanted armor plates to write records, but the mountain fish didn't have enough. They had to wait for 022 to finish recording history before they could share the extra armor plates.
"Looks like I'll have to catch a few more mountain fish to raise," Jiang Yunlan said with a smile, turning around to prepare food for the kidnapped mountain fish.
She returned to the mainland with more mountain fish than originally planned, but she didn't expect that the orcs like Maple Syrup on the mainland would discover that Merian and the others were writing with their armor plates and become interested as well.
The practice of "leaving writing on armor plates for future generations to see" gradually became popular in the Xia Kingdom and remained so for a long time.
Black Earth, Hati, Cotton, and other orcs always carried a piece of armor with them, occasionally carving words on it with their claws. At first, Jiang Yunlan wasn't curious about what they wrote, but their fondness for writing in front of her without showing it to her piqued her curiosity.
What intrigued her most was that when they were writing notes together, they would often look at her and smile.
"I don't understand. Is what they're writing related to me, which is why they're unwilling to show it to me?" Jiang Yunlan was completely puzzled.
Knowing what they had written, 022 suppressed a smile and said to her with certainty, "It's pretty much what you guessed."
She immediately shook her head. "Never mind, as long as they're happy. They don't want me to know, and I won't investigate what they wrote."
She turned the page on this matter, completely unaware that the beings familiar with her had left inscriptions on that armor plate, including 022, Freya, and Albero. They were trying to leave her true image in the annals of history, hoping that those who later learned of her existence would understand what kind of being she truly was.
"Chief Lan has taken Leader 022 to inspect various places again?" The orc in charge of transporting documents looked left and right, but did not see Jiang Yunlan in the central building of the main city, and understood.
Upon hearing this question, another orc responded matter-of-factly, "As you know, Chief Lan values us highly. Every few years, he visits all of Xia's places to see firsthand the changes brought about by the orders he previously issued."
“It just so happens that the Institute of Natural Power recently developed something that allows people to meet and communicate across the distance between the two sides of the continent. Chief Lan said she wanted to test how well it works, so she went to visit them again. Give me the documents you brought back, and I will pass them on to Chief Lan.” The orc said, extending both hands to take the documents that Jiang Yunlan wanted to process.
In the distance, Jiang Yunlan, whom they were talking about, sat leisurely in the car, just like any other traveler in the summer, holding a wild fruit picked from the woods in her left hand.
She took a bite of a wild fruit and contentedly recorded the problems of the previous village in her open notebook.
022 sat beside her, also writing her own notes on the armor plate. Black Earth, pulling the chariot ahead, slowed down and called out to Lan inside, "There's a beastman ahead asking for a ride. Should we give him a place to go?"
"Stop the car and let that orc get on," Jiang Yunlan said without looking up.
For this trip, she only brought 022, Heitu, and Shanmu. The spacious car, plus the orc, was enough for her to lie down and write.
The beast-drawn cart stopped precisely in front of the beastman who had asked for a ride. The argali beastman looked at Jiang Yunlan, 022, and Shanmu behind the cart, then at the black soil at the front, and exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't expect to meet you here."
“I didn’t expect to run into you here. Miansheng, it’s been a few years since we last met. Are you a bard now?” Heitu looked at the harp in the argali beastman’s hand and suddenly realized.
She remembered that when summer only had grassland habitat, the sound of cotton flutes could be used to weave incredibly beautiful songs on a harp.
The music played by the argali beastman has a calming charm that can soothe even the beastmen; Lan once fell asleep peacefully to his chants.
“Summer is safe now, and even an orc can travel freely to other villages, so I’m traveling with my harp, wanting to explore every corner of Summer,” Mian Sheng said, a bright smile on her face.
Hearing their conversation, Jiang Yunlan straightened up and looked at him. "Come on up, what's your next destination? We'll take you there."
She remembered that he got lost easily and was a little worried about letting him walk there by himself.
Miansheng swayed gently as she hopped into the car and sat down, clutching her harp. She announced her destination and asked Lan with a smile, "I've written a lot of new pieces lately. Lan, would you like to hear some of my songs?"
Black Soil in front of the vehicle waved the reins, and the two beasts began to walk on all fours, gradually starting to trot.
Inside the car, Jiang Yunlan nodded happily, put away her paper and pen and pretended to listen, asking with great curiosity, "What kind of ballad did you write this time?"
"It's a sequel to the song you heard on the grasslands. Although the lyrics aren't finished yet, the entire piece is complete," the argali beastman said, gently plucking the strings.
The melodious piano music spread all around, light and energetic, and just listening to it made Jiang Yunlan unconsciously smile.
The argali beastman, chanting a wordless song, recounted everything he had seen. He said he had seen a being named Jiang Yunlan.
She was the patriarch of the Xia clan, the leader of the Xia tribe, the first chief ruler of the Xia Kingdom, and the queen who would always protect them in their hearts.
She led them to create a civilization called "Xia" and defeated the Apocalypse Tribe, which had been harming elves and orcs.
Now, she will lead them to a better future.
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Author's Note: Thank you, my little angels, for your company! I am truly grateful that you all stayed with me until the end of this story. I still believe that when I stop recording Lan and Xia's story, they will continue their own tale in the Beast World.
This is the first time I've successfully entered the paid section during the serialization process, and to be honest, I'm very happy. I feel like I've made progress again. And I'm very sorry that I wasn't able to update this story daily. For this reason, I'm especially grateful for your understanding and for continuing to read this story.
For my next book, I will work even harder to overcome the problems I encountered in this book, build up more manuscripts, and strive to become an author who can update daily!
The later chapters will be released sequentially after I finish writing them all.
I believe that as long as I persist in writing, I will definitely improve. If we have the chance to meet again, I hope you can feel my progress. May we meet at the beginning and walk together into a new world.
This is the pre-release! Please enjoy, little angels.
—"Surviving at Sea, But Running a Cruise Ship" (No Romance, Management & Infrastructure)
At the beginning of the torrential rain, no one knew it was a sign of impending doom.
The protagonist also thought the torrential rain would eventually end, but the ever-rising floodwaters suddenly submerged the city.
At the brink of life and death, a cruise ship management system appeared out of nowhere.
Overjoyed, she immediately agreed and successfully boarded the ship. But then she discovered she had been tricked.
The initial ship provided by the system is not a cruise ship, but an empty wooden boat.
[System: Players are requested to work hard to build the wooden boat into a cruise ship, creating an all-around cruise ship that all tourists will want to return to.]
She looked at the dilapidated wooden boat that seemed ready to capsize at any moment, sighed, and rolled up her sleeves.
Liver surgery!
People who fell into the flood? They were tourists, of course!
Animals that fell into the flood? Animals can also be tourists, and we'll rescue them too!
Items that fell into the flood? Let's salvage them!
The dilapidated wooden boat was continuously expanded and renovated, transforming into a large cruise ship with several floors.
The protagonist is finally free to relax on a deck beach chair, shaved ice in one hand and hot pot in the other, turning post-apocalyptic survival into a casual business, and also packing up the stuff that can't fit in the warehouse to do some trading.
Main character: Enjoying.jpg
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In the first year of the new era, a natural disaster caused a flood that submerged the planet Water Blue, and the cities perished.
People built new cities in the first, second, and third level danger zones of the sea and risked going to the fourth level and above danger zones to collect supplies.
Countless people have lost their lives in high-risk areas while trying to bring back resources to support their families.
Everyone assumed that the person who had been in the medium-to-high danger zone for a month and had not returned had died.
A cruise ship appeared and broke this deadly rule.
It nimbly swam through all the danger zones, bringing back the long-lost people and returning them to their relatives and friends.
And everyone who boards the cruise ship cries out in anguish as they leave: "Captain, love me one more time, let me stay on the ship for one more day!"
Customized rooms, game room, movie theater, food street... I don't want to lose you!
Everyone knows that the world outside the cruise ship is not only lacking in resources, but also so boring that it makes you want to jump into the sea.
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