The secret chamber of national destiny, the design of the ancestral home, you're building the Z

Zhang Qilin's courage to stand up at this time is admirable.

A few words from them made the people of Daxia's blood boil.

Zhou Xingbang looked at the tall, upright young man in front of him, his eyes flashing with undisguised admiration.

He had seen countless people, but at this moment he couldn't quite see through Zhang Qilin's cold and stern face. Was it the recklessness of a newborn calf that was not afraid of tigers, or the absolute confidence that was hidden deep inside?

But in any case, at a time when everyone else was avoiding him, he was able to stand up and respond to Sakura's mockery with resounding words, which had already won back a sliver of dignity for Great Xia!

"Good, good, good!" Zhou Xingbang patted Zhang Qilin heavily on the shoulder. "This is the backbone of our Great Xia, the heroic sons and daughters of our Great Xia! Well done, Xiao Zhang!"

Yamamoto Ichiro and the other representatives looked at the unfamiliar Zhang Qilin with solemn expressions.

This is the best opportunity to destroy the Great Xia Dynasty; it must not be missed.

Yamamoto Ichiro asked his assistant, "Who is this person? I've never seen him before. Is there something wrong with him?"

The assistant quickly checked and chuckled, "Lord Yamamoto, I've found out. Zhang Qilin, 22 years old, a recent graduate in History and Folklore from Yenching University of Great Xia. He just passed the 'Special Mental Strength Qualification Assessment' last month and was recruited as an intern designer into the Great Xia National Fortune Design Institute, with a registration level... the lowest 'Level E'. He has no experience in designing national fortune battlefields, his resume is as clean as a blank sheet of paper. The only thing worth mentioning is his high mental strength test score, but that's all."

"Oh? An...intern?" Yamamoto Ichiro was taken aback at first, then the seriousness on his face turned into utter contempt and mockery. "Heh, heh heh...I thought he was some hidden trump card, but he's just an arrogant brat! Great Xia's fate is truly sealed, letting an intern shoulder the responsibility of national subjugation! Issue the order: this challenge must be fought with all our might, crushing them with overwhelming force! We cannot give Great Xia even the slightest, even illusory, hope!"

"Yes, sir! Rest assured, history and old houses are the graveyard of any designer. No matter how powerful his mental strength, even the most skilled cook can't make a meal without ingredients. This battle is guaranteed to succeed!" the assistant replied respectfully, his eyes equally cold.

The designers from Daxia also looked at Zhang Qilin, and their expressions became complicated.

They all knew that Zhang Qilin was just a newly recruited intern designer, and they immediately wanted to bring him back, but when they opened their mouths, no one could say anything.

If Zhang Qilin isn't allowed to go, then who is?

Zhou Xingbang looked at Zhang Qilin with satisfaction, "Hey, Zhang, do you know what this design failure means to you?"

Zhang Qilin said, "I know. If I lose, I will become a sinner for all time in the Great Xia Dynasty and be despised by the world."

"Then, are you still willing to fight for Great Xia?" Zhou Xingbang asked.

Zhang Qilin's expression was resolute: "I am a citizen of the Great Xia Dynasty. If the country is in trouble, I will go through fire and water, even at the cost of my life."

"Good, well done!" Zhou Xingbang was extremely satisfied with Zhang Qilin, but the more satisfied he was, the less he wanted such a young man to suffer such infamy.

"Xiao Zhang, I know your intentions, but historical themes have too many limitations, and the theme of old houses is even more restrictive. The chances of winning are... extremely slim! You are still young, and you have a long future ahead of you. This sinner's name should not be borne by you! Let this old man..."

"Old Zhou," Zhang Qilin interrupted him, his voice suddenly rising, "you're overthinking it. The river of history is vast and boundless. How could barbarians possibly fathom the five thousand years of civilization accumulated by our Great Xia? The theme of the ancient house is exactly what I wanted! Not to mention the expedition team from the tiny Sakura Kingdom, even if all the top elites from every country on this blue planet gathered here and broke into the secret room I designed..."

He paused slightly, his gaze sweeping across the faces in the room—faces filled with mockery, curiosity, or disdain—like a bolt of lightning. Each word he uttered was firm and resolute:

"I dare say—I will ensure they never return, that they are all utterly defeated and sunk to their deaths!"

mad……

That's absolutely insane.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

[Fuck! This yellow-skinned monkey is insane! What nonsense is he spouting?!]

[Arrogant! Ignorant! The Knights of the Round Table squad of my British Empire once broke through the hellish, supernatural chamber, the "Crimson Castle." How could we be afraid of a shabby house designed by an intern like you?]

【Baka! Arrogant! Too arrogant! My Sakura Ninja Squad will definitely tear your garbage escape room to shreds!】

[God, are the Bactrians so desperate that they've started talking nonsense?]

……

Upon hearing this, Zhou Xingbang's lips twitched.

To be honest, he admired Zhang Qilin's courage, but he didn't believe anything Zhang Qilin said.

[Time's up! Designers from DaXia, please enter immediately and begin designing the escape room!]

Just then, the time came, and a beam of light shone in the center of the venue.

"Xiao Zhang, let me..." Zhou Xingbang was still unwilling to let Zhang Qilin bear this eternal infamy, but he found that Zhang Qilin's figure had disappeared in a flash.

"Huh?" Zhou Xingbang was taken aback, thinking he was seeing things. He quickly turned around and saw that Zhang Qilin's figure had already reached the center of the pillar of light like a ghost.

This……

"What's going on?"

"How...how did he get there?"

The entire audience erupted in uproar. All they saw was a fleeting afterimage, moving at an absurdly fast speed.

Zhou Xingbang's pupils contracted sharply, then his eyes flashed with light.

"With such agility, could this Qilin truly bring us an unexpected surprise?"

At that moment, Zhou Xingbang suddenly felt a glimmer of hope.

However, the cherry blossom country region was somewhat unsettled.

"This Zhang Qilin is quite something," Yamamoto Ichiro said, frowning.

The assistant said, "Hehe, he probably just practiced some ancient martial arts of the Great Xia Dynasty, but a secret room can't be designed by brute force alone."

Yamamoto Ichiro nodded. "Yes, that's true. However, this time, no matter what kind of secret room this guy designs, we can't be careless. This time, we can't give Da Xia any chance to turn things around."

The assistant nodded. "Understood. I'll inform the ninja team and have them go. Don't give Da Xia any chance!"

……

Zhang Qilin stood in the pillar of light, and then with a flash of light, he appeared in a void.

Immediately afterwards, the voice of the God of the Forbidden Land rang in my ears.

The following rules are hereby issued for designing escape rooms with historical themes:

[One: The foundation of the secret room must be anchored in real historical sites, dangerous locations, or special architectural complexes. All mechanisms, obstacles, and furnishings within must conform to the historical background and physical logic, and the core must closely adhere to the theme of "ancient house".]

[Second: The locked room is not a slaughterhouse. A complete background story, internal operating logic, and narrative chain must be constructed to make it a "living" historical fragment.]

[Three: The ultimate goal for the explorer (challenger) must be clearly defined.]

[Four: The escape room must have a 'way out.' Reasonable key clues or hints should be provided, which can be hidden in environmental details, inscriptions on objects, and background information.]

[Five: In this space, your spirit is the paintbrush, and your imagination is the blueprint. Wherever your thoughts lead, things that conform to historical reality will manifest. Things that are fictitious and fabricated will not be recognized by this space.]

Have you remembered these rules?

Zhang Qilin nodded without changing his expression. "I've got it."

[There is no time limit in the design space, but please note that each object you create will consume your mental energy. Once your mental energy is exhausted and you can no longer create any objects, you will be forcibly removed from the design space. Alternatively, you can complete the design before your mental energy is depleted and leave the design space on your own. Okay, you can begin!]

Zhang Qilin nodded.

He wasn't in a hurry, but first tried to materialize a stone to test the level of mental energy consumption.

In the blink of an eye, a stone appeared in his hand.

Sensing the changes in his spiritual power, Zhang Qilin understood the situation.

"History as the bone, ancient houses as the form... Haha, how absurd! A true ancient house is never just earth, wood, bricks, and stones. What's so difficult about that? My Zhang family has been hidden in the long river of history for thousands of years. It seems it's time for my Zhang family's ancient building to give the world a real shock!"

……