I've become the emperor of humanity, and only now is spiritual energy reviving?

"Gurgle...gurgle!"

Little Guga nodded and shook his head, completely confusing An Sheng.

The two communicated in the room for about ten minutes before An Sheng finally understood what it was saying—

The Bone-Strengthening Tree is too big and requires too many nutrients to grow, so it cannot be planted at present.

You need to plant at least ten of them together, or wait until they grow to ten times their current size before you can barely plant them.

The size of the wisdom fruit tree is just right; it can be planted in a small flowerpot, and it complements and nourishes the plant.

So, let Old Gu plant those strong bone fruit trees for me.

That's a good relationship.

An Sheng solemnly handed the seed of the Wisdom Fruit Tree to Xiao Guga: "Then this seed is yours. Don't let me down."

"Gurgle! Caw!"

Little Guga could also sense the preciousness of this seed. It saluted again and began to work diligently.

An Sheng nodded in satisfaction upon seeing it.

He took two sips of cola, then lay comfortably on the bed, squinting his eyes and feeling a refreshing coolness rising from the top of his head.

A subtle drowsiness then crept in.

Little Guga's "Vitality Domain" started to show noticeable effects in less than two hours, which shows that evolution is indeed very effective.

"Okay! Time to sleep!"

An Sheng yawned heavily, finally able to catch up on the sleep he hadn't had a chance to get since leaving the Strange Tales Zone.

……

One hour later.

An Sheng, full of energy, glanced at the time on her phone screen with some surprise.

My sleep time has been halved again.

An Sheng glanced at Xiao Guga, who was sitting upright on the flowerpot like a mother hen incubating eggs, and couldn't help but grin.

No wonder, it's because of this little guy.

Jing Xiaoguga is arguably a top-tier support character.

Since they have plenty of energy, there's not much more to say.

An Sheng gave a thumbs-up to Xiao Guga, who was radiating a green glow and seemed to be performing a life-giving ritual, and then closed her eyes.

—Strong winds and scorching heat.

Welcome back to the Lostbelt: The End of the Great Era, O newly born emperor!

[During your absence, a mysterious merchant clad in a red robe passed by your location, but unfortunately, you were not in the Lostbelt at the time; Tang Jingtian mysteriously disappeared within the Imperial City.]

Apart from that, nothing particularly noteworthy happened.

An Sheng's face darkened.

He spent so much time grinding in the Lostbelt and only saw a few locusts jumping around. As a result, he missed the special event after leaving for just a few hours.

This luck is just unbelievable.

But as soon as An Sheng silently noted down the red-robed merchant, his expression quickly improved, and he even showed a slight smile.

Because, text with a completely different color appeared in his mind again, signifying the occurrence of a special event.

Unlike the emerald green of last time, this time it is a bright red, like that of red agate.

[O diligent emperor, eager to save the Lostbelt, a furnace-like aura is rising into the sky in the distance, even slightly distorting the outline of the sun. Should you approach and investigate?]

Qi and blood in a furnace?

In other words, he is a martial arts master from the Great Lostbelt.

To be able to describe someone to this extent, they must be at least a martial arts master. In any case, it would be no problem for them to swing a hundred of him like cups with one hand.

But precisely because of this, An Sheng's mind became even more active.

In the eyes of a powerhouse of this caliber, he posed no threat whatsoever.

The armor-piercing crossbow bolts, once fired, might just be blown back by the enemy and instantly killed.

Since that's the case, why not go up and try to strike up a conversation? You might get something out of it.

In reality, it's fine.

Even if you die in a Lostbelt, you can still be resurrected; at most, it will only slow down your progress by 24 hours.

If you're always hesitant and timid, what great things can you accomplish?

Show some courage!

It's done!

Having tasted great success in the previous special incident, An Sheng convinced himself to put away all his weapons, put on some strange clothes, and head towards the place where the blood and qi were rising.

After walking slowly for about two hundred meters and climbing over a small hill, the sharp-eyed An Sheng finally saw the source of the "Qi and Blood Furnace" wonder.

—A hundred meters away in the middle of the road, stood a middle-aged martial arts master with half-white hair, wearing a mandarin jacket, and his fists loosely clenched and placed in front of his chest.

A faint reddish hue emanated from the man, distorting the incoming light into an unrecognizable shape.

An Sheng's eyes stung with tears just from a glance from afar.

What are they doing?

Is it a special training method of a high-level expert?

An Sheng pondered to himself, mentally preparing what he was going to say next.

But as he got closer, he realized that the middle-aged martial arts master in the mandarin jacket was staring straight at his back, sweat dripping from his forehead, and his loosely clenched fists trembling uncontrollably.

An Sheng could see an almost overflowing sense of fear and solemnity in the eyes of this extremely powerful martial artist.

—Is this martial arts master afraid?

What is he afraid of?!

An Sheng turned around abruptly, and the hairs on the back of his head stood on end.

He could see a hooded figure slowly appearing on the slope a hundred meters away.

The next instant, the whistling hot winds across the wilderness ceased completely.

Dead silence.

"Excuse me, you're blocking the way..."

A casual remark came over.

Before An Sheng could even react, she was thrown hundreds of meters away in shock, like a rag doll, amidst a sharp sonic boom.

My body began to crack inch by inch from my shoulders, and my vision was uncontrollably plunged into colorless darkness.

As her consciousness faded, An Sheng recalled the weathered face of the young man who had just appeared before her, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his eyes never even glancing at her.

He only realized it belatedly.

—Am I dead?

—It turns out that the martial artist's raised fist and the sweat on his forehead were not from training, but rather subconscious actions when facing a stronger opponent.

I see.

After that, I had to be even more careful and perceptive.

Just before his consciousness completely vanished, scattered and disorganized, An Sheng thought intermittently:

It can certainly be used flexibly.

next time.

……

[Oh, you naive emperor who loved to join in the fun, you have finally paid the price for your excessive curiosity.]

[You were casually killed by Tang Jingtian, the strongest being of the Great Jing Dynasty four hundred years ago, and perished in the Lostbelt at the end of the Great Jing Dynasty.]

[Countdown to Re-emergence: 24:00:00]

An Sheng opened her eyes again, stared at the ceiling that was no different from before for a while, and then saw the family photo by the bedside, as well as the still diligent little Guga.

He exhaled softly, feeling an immense sense of preciousness and unprecedented peace within him.

Yes, calm.

There is great terror between life and death.

This death in the Lostbelt has more than just the disadvantage of being unable to continue the game.

The benefit is...

Having truly experienced death, which can turn everything into nothingness, An Sheng's heart has become like a deep pool without waves, unmoved by any external dangers.

After all, he was someone who had truly died once.

An Sheng is certain that no one alive today has ever experienced such an extremely rare experience.

at the moment.

The "heart" aspect of the Mind-Body Technique has been completed first.

The completion of the [body] is also very close.

Unexpectedly, the progress of the [Skill] skill fell behind.

"Didn't Tang Jingtian just conquer the northern frontier? How come he's suddenly in the southeast?"

An Sheng never expected that this powerful figure, who could be considered the final boss in the Lostbelt, could actually come directly to the entrance of the beginner village.

Although he was casually slapped to death by someone passing by...

Reality is truly unreasonable.

An Sheng recalled those indifferent eyes and didn't say anything more.

He simply sat up and silently began practicing the Hou Tu Nourishing Qi Method.

If you're not strong enough, you don't even deserve a second glance from a strong person.

"Tang Jingtian, I've got it."

All he could do.

The only way is to work yourself to the bone!

"Master the Houtu Qi Cultivation Method to its highest level!!!"