The Dragon Palace of the East Sea.

Ao Qing sat cross-legged on a pillar, with a mountain of storage bags piled up in front of him.

He dumped everything out of the bag—jade slips, ancient books, bottles and jars, and all sorts of miscellaneous materials—spreading them all over the floor.

"This...this...and this..."

He muttered as he picked through the items, his hands moving rapidly.

"The Myriad Swords Technique" has been uploaded.

"An Introduction to Daoist Alchemy" has been uploaded.

"An Introduction to the Way of Tools" has been uploaded.

"Qingping Sword Technique" has been uploaded.

"The Secret of Mysterious Water" has been uploaded.

……

System notifications flooded the chat group.

[Group file update: Ao Qing uploaded "Ten Thousand Swords Technique"]

[Group file update: Ao Qing uploaded "An Introduction to Daoist Alchemy"]

[Group file update: Ao Qing uploaded "An Introduction to the Way of Weapons"]

……

"Holy crap! Ao Qing, did you empty the entire sect?" Peter Parker was the first to jump out.

Ao Qing proudly flicked his tail: "All the treasures of the Tian Shu Sect are here. Although most of them are basic items, the advantage is the quantity. Anyone who wants to learn can do it themselves."

May good people live a long and peaceful life!

Liu Ming suddenly asked, "There shouldn't be any spiritual energy in the world of 'The Wandering Earth,' right? Can I cultivate there?"

"It definitely won't work without spiritual energy," Ao Qing explained. "After all, without spiritual energy, there's no rule for cultivation."

You Lingfeng chimed in: "I have a question. What would happen if a cultivator went to a world without spiritual energy?"

"I don't know." Ao Qing shook his head. "But it seems like Brother Lin's visit to my place wasn't affected."

Peter Parker immediately retorted, "If you were like Brother Lin, you wouldn't be stuck at the bottom of the sea getting ganged up on."

Just as Ao Qing was about to retort, he suddenly felt the spiritual energy device in his dantian tremble slightly.

He raised his head and looked out of the Dragon Palace.

Lin Yan's figure floated silently on the sea.

Three days have passed.

Lin Yan felt a force pulling him back to his original world.

"Unfortunately, there wasn't enough time."

He rejected the call of this power, and the starlight stripped away from him, turning into countless tiny specks of light that scattered in all directions.

Those specks of light fell into the sea, into the wind, into this dead world.

They did not disappear.

They are just waiting.

Close your eyes.

The last wisp of consciousness detached from the incarnation, pierced through the void, and returned to that distant depths of the universe.

On the sea, the figure completely disappeared.

Only countless starlight remained, floating silently, merging into this world.

Deep within the universe itself.

Lin Yan stood on that young planet and slowly opened his eyes.

The consciousness of the incarnation has returned.

Carrying information about Ao Qing's world, and also—

He looked down at his palm.

There, a faint light shines.

Reiki.

In the instant his avatar vanished, he "brought back" a wisp of the spiritual energy and rules of that world. It wasn't a copy, nor an analysis, but a genuine, complete fragment of those rules.

Like a branch broken off from a tree.

Now, this branch is going to be planted in his universe.

Lin Yan raised his hand and gently pushed, sending the ray of light drifting into the distance and merging into the void.

Then, the entire universe began to tremble.

It wasn't a catastrophic shock, but something deeper—like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, with ripples spreading in all directions.

Invisible spiritual energy began to emanate from planets in the universe.

Those once lifeless planets now show faint halos of light on their surfaces.

It wasn't the light of stars, but something softer, more fluid, flowing across the surface of the planet.

Lin Yan watched all of this quietly.

His senses extended outward little by little as the spiritual energy spread.

Planets that originally existed only by physical laws began to have new possibilities.

Gravity and electromagnetism still exist, but now there is another rule—energy that can be absorbed, transformed, and utilized by life.

The planet beneath his feet underwent the most significant changes.

In the sky, the gray clouds began to churn; it wasn't a storm, but rather the flow of spiritual energy.

They converge, disperse, and converge again, as if searching for some kind of balance.

On the ground, fine threads of spiritual energy were seeping out from the cracks in the cooled magma.

They spread across the earth's surface, like plant roots, like blood vessels, like the planet growing its own veins.

Lin Yan closed his eyes, feeling the changes brought about by the spiritual energy, and nodded in satisfaction.

[System notification: New life form signal detected... Connecting...]

Connection successful.

Welcome to the Multiverse Chat Group!

Lin Yan's brow twitched slightly.

A new person has arrived?

He opened the group chat and saw a system message.

[New member has joined the group chat]

The group chat was silent for a few seconds.

Then Peter Parker appeared.

"Welcome to the Multiverse Chat Group!"

"Welcome, newcomer, please introduce yourself," You Lingfeng also posted.

"Welcome, newcomer!" Ao Qing said enthusiastically.

Liu Ming and Kara also sent welcome messages.

Meanwhile, in some faraway corner.

A man huddled in a makeshift shack amidst the ruins, staring intently at the translucent panel in front of him.

His hands were trembling, not from fear, but from hunger.

He hasn't eaten anything properly for three days.

In this world, "eating" is a very luxurious concept.

The man's name is Zhang Jingyuan, and he has been in this post-nuclear war world for three months.

Three months ago, he was staying up late scrolling through his phone in his rented room, and the next second he was lying in a charred ruin.

The surrounding area was filled with collapsed buildings, rusty vehicles, and skeletons scattered everywhere.

It took him three days to accept reality.

It took me three more days to learn how to "live".

This world has no sun; the sky is forever gray, obscured by thick radiation clouds.

The air was filled with a pungent smell that would make you dizzy and nauseous if you breathed it in for too long.

The water is no longer drinkable; any water exposed to the air is radioactive.

You can't just eat anything; those plants that look edible might be deadly.

Over three months, Zhang Jingyuan learned to distinguish which ruins still contained canned goods, which areas had lower radiation levels and were safe to stay in for a short time, which "mutated creatures" were not to be trifled with, and which ones to avoid.

He learned to exchange scrap metal for water, rags for medicine, and anything he could for a chance to survive.

He learned not to trust anyone.

Because in this world, trust means turning your back on your enemy.

Now, a semi-transparent panel suddenly appeared in front of him.

There were words on it, and he recognized them; they were Chinese characters.

"Welcome to the Multiverse Chat Group, new member."

Chat group?

Zhang Jingyuan was stunned for a full ten seconds.

His first thought was that he was hallucinating from hunger. This had happened before; when you're extremely hungry, you can see food that isn't there.

He reached out to touch the panel, his fingers went through it, and the panel was still there.

He pinched himself again; it hurt, it wasn't an illusion.

Staring at the panel, his heart suddenly started racing.

Someone spoke in the group.

"Welcome, newcomer! Please introduce yourself."

Looking at this sentence, Zhang Jingyuan suddenly didn't know what to say.

Introduce yourself? Introduce what?

He looked down at himself—his tattered clothes were covered in stains and holes, his exposed skin was covered in scabbed wounds, and his fingernails were filled with grime that couldn't be washed off.

It's been three months, and he's long since gotten used to facing everything with vigilance.

But this inexplicable "chat group"... what if, what if it really isn't a hallucination?

He hesitated for a long time, but finally typed it out.

"My name is Zhang Jingyuan, and I've been transported to a post-nuclear war world."

"It's been three months already."

"There is no sun here, the sky is always gray, the air is toxic, the water is radioactive, and the food is basically scavenged. The biggest problem for survival here is hunger."

After the message was sent, the group was silent for a few seconds.

Then the person named Liu Ming replied.

"Brother, you're worse off than me. At least I get to drink synthetic protein porridge every day. It tastes awful, but at least I won't starve."

"Stop making sarcastic remarks. Whoever is available can put some food and water on the shelves for him. Just set the lowest price, no more than ten source points."

There wasn't much food in Lin Yan's original universe, otherwise he would have put it up for sale himself.

"I'll do it." You Lingfeng had his men bring over a large bag of compressed dry food and purified water, and put two sets up for sale at 5 Yuan Points each.

"Zhang Jingyuan, right?" You Lingfeng checked the newcomer's information, and this time it wasn't all question marks like Lin Yan's.

"Open the group shop, there's a [Member Listing Items] section at the bottom, and at the very bottom there's a food and water pack that I just listed. It costs five Yuan Points per pack. You just joined the group and only have ten Yuan Points, so get two packs to tide you over for now."

Group Mall?

Zhang Jingyuan subconsciously tapped the icon with his mind.

The interface refreshed.

A dazzling array of goods appeared before my eyes—interdimensional teleportation talismans, disposable substitute dolls, memory reading capsules, language proficiency stones…

But what caught his eye the most was the "Items Listed by Members" section in the bottom left corner.

【High Martial World: Food and Water Package】—Listed by: You Lingfeng.

Description: One whole package of high-energy compressed food and five bottles of purified water.

Price: 5 Source Points

Inventory: 2.

Zhang Jingyuan's breathing quickened as he opened his personal information.

Current source point balance: 10

There were just enough for two servings, and he ordered them without hesitation.

[Confirm purchase of High Martial World Food and Water Pack x2? Costs 10 Source Points.]

confirm.

The item has been delivered; please check your mail.

The next second, two packages appeared out of thin air in front of him, and Zhang Jingyuan hurriedly caught them.

Zhang Jingyuan stared at them, his hands trembling.

The chat group is real, and the food is real too!

He hadn't seen such complete food in three months.

Most of the cans found in the ruins were rusty, dented, and deformed.

The compressed biscuits that were collected were often half-eaten by rats.

Those bottled waters that were lucky enough to escape contamination had to be used sparingly, with every drop carefully counted.

He trembled as he opened a package.

A large bag of compressed food, vacuum-packed, and rock hard.

Five bottles of water, transparent plastic bottles, filled with a crystal-clear liquid.

Zhang Jingyuan tore open the package of compressed food, and a fragrant aroma wafted out.

It doesn't have that chemically synthesized smell; it's the real, pure aroma of grain.

He broke off a piece and put it in his mouth.

Hard, dry, requires chewing.

But it was precisely this hardness and dryness that made him truly feel—this was food.

As he chewed, tears streamed down his face.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, dripping onto the food in her hands and the package in her arms.

But he didn't bother to wipe it.

He just kept chewing, kept swallowing, and kept breaking off piece after piece.

He didn't know how much he had eaten.

By the time he came to his senses, half of the compressed food was gone, and he had drunk three of the five bottles of water.

His stomach was bloated and uncomfortable, but that discomfort made him feel happy.

Zhang Jingyuan leaned against the wall of the shack, panting heavily, and then opened the chat group.

"Thank you, thank you Brother You, thank you everyone."

"You're welcome. You get ten source points every day you sign in. If you need more, just let me know. I may not have much else, but I have plenty of food and water."

You Lingfeng felt that this newcomer was also quite unlucky, not much better off than Ao Qing, Liu Ming, and Kara.

"Thank you everyone, I'll go and take care of these things first."

After sending the message, Zhang Jingyuan began to deal with the remaining food and packaging.

Empty bottles are fine; they can be used as containers for water or sold to others in exchange for food.

However, uneaten food cannot be left here; it's not safe here.

Those mutated creatures have a very sensitive sense of smell; the smell of food will attract them, and other survivors will also smell it. Those people are more dangerous than the mutated creatures.

After thinking it over, Zhang Jingyuan dug a hole in the corner of the shack, wrapped the remaining food and water in a rag, buried it in the hole, compacted the ground, and sprinkled it with ash, so that no trace could be seen.

He tore the compressed food bag into pieces, took out a flint and steel, and burned it clean.

After everything was taken care of, he leaned back against the wall, panting heavily.

My physical strength hasn't fully recovered, but I feel much more at ease.

He reopened the chat group and, after realizing it wasn't a dream, lay on the ground and watched it bit by bit.

Then I saw the Ox Talisman that Lin Yan had listed in the group store.

"The Ox Talisman? Is it the Ox Talisman from Jackie Chan Adventures?"

"Yes, it's even more powerful than the original." Ao Qing replied. Last time, in order to gather enough source points to buy a cross-dimensional teleportation talisman for Lin Yan, he bought the Ox Talisman.

After experiencing it for the past few days, I found that the amplification of the Ox Talisman is not just in terms of strength, but also in terms of enhancing the overall physical fitness, although the strength is more prominent.

"A newbie looking to buy a bull charm? That's a good choice." Peter Parker knew how important it was to have a strong physique.

"My advice is not to rush to save up Source Points to exchange for Ox Talismans. What you need to do now is use Source Points to exchange for things that can help you survive, and then consider other things," You Lingfeng advised.

"I understand." Zhang Jingyuan was always very receptive to advice.

Just then, shouts suddenly came from outside Zhang Jingyuan's shack.

"Old Zhang, are you still alive? Those mutated creatures to the east are gone. Hurry up and grab a spot, or there won't be any left."

Zhang Jingyuan shuddered and instinctively turned around to hide the transparent panel of the chat group.

"I understand," he replied in a low voice.

Zhang Jingyuan turned off the panel, stood up, and took one last look at the place where he had buried the things. The ground was flat and there were no traces.

He gripped the rusty iron pipe tightly and crawled out of the shack.

Outside, under a hazy sky, several hunched figures were moving into the distance.

Zhang Jingyuan took a deep breath and, despite the toxic air, followed them.

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