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

"Anyway, don't spread this around, or Mom and Dad will nag me to keep quiet for another day."

An Sheng casually told his sister a lie and explained, which made the latter breathe a slight sigh of relief.

Turns out he was just fantasizing about the end of the world. Dude, your chuunibyou is getting worse and worse.

I almost thought it was a high school senior under too much pressure who wanted to destroy the world and was randomly stabbing people in the street... Well, don't blame her for turning against her own family for the greater good.

But then, An Zhiwei blinked.

She snapped a few photos of the box, then waved her phone, saying, "Dude, you don't want your parents to find out you bought a whole box of dangerous stuff, do you?"

After saying this, An Zhiwei immediately lowered her head pitifully.

"Can you really bear to see your dear sister, who wakes you up on time every morning and brings you breakfast even when she's in trouble to go to school, not even have money to go to the movies with her classmates on the weekend...?"

Ha ha.

No wonder they were both threatening and pleading.

So they're trying to collect all my gold coins again!

An Sheng wasn't buying it: "Then ask your mom for it."

"If I go to my mom, she'll definitely say something like, 'High school students' only task is to study hard, and you won't get a single point without spending ages on it.' Then she'll have to video chat to make sure I'm safe, how embarrassing... Please, brother~"

Seeing that her younger sister had started acting cute and speaking in a high-pitched voice, An Sheng was a little helpless.

Let it explode, I'll make her run around twenty times a day to get it back eventually.

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

An Sheng was prepared for a massive hemorrhage.

"hey-hey."

An Zhiwei wore the same knowing expression as someone who had planned everything perfectly, but hesitated for a moment before making a self-deprecating remark: "Five...no, thirty yuan!"

No, is that all?

It seems my younger sister is becoming more and more sensible.

But if that's all they gave her, An Sheng felt a little uneasy.

"Ding dong, 100 yuan has been deposited into your WeChat account."

"Brother! You really are my father!"

An Sheng sighed and tapped her overjoyed sister on the head with her phone, making a crisp "thump" sound: "Remember, keep your mouth shut and don't tell anyone about me buying things."

"Yes, sir!"

An Zhiwei immediately straightened her back and gave a perfect salute, her eyes resolute like a suicide soldier.

After turning around, she rushed to the sofa, looked at the message notification on her phone, happily hummed a little tune, and grinned foolishly with a lovestruck smile.

An Sheng, taking advantage of the time before her parents got off work, quickly hid the box and Tang sword under her bed in her room.

First, lock the door from the inside.

Then put the items one by one into the backpack in Terra: Paranormal Adventure.

The inclusion details were roughly in line with his initial predictions.

Apart from the Tang sword with its excessively long blade, all supplies, including the two composite crossbows, could be stored normally in the backpack.

Food, water, medicine, weapons, and armor.

Everything needed to explore the Lostbelt is already prepared within our capabilities.

……

There are still only three people at Anjia's dining table today.

"Your dad's been working a lot lately at the local government office, so hurry up and eat, or the food will get cold."

Before An Sheng could reply, his mother, Ji Xinyu, piled a large amount of food into his bowl: "I heard from Zhiwei that you got up very early today, didn't you?"

An Sheng was slightly taken aback and glanced at her younger sister, who was engrossed in eating.

Huffing and puffing.

Mom pushed a full bowl in front of An Sheng: "You don't need to put so much pressure on yourself. It doesn't matter if you do poorly on the test."

The college entrance examination is important, but it is just a small comma in life.

Don't ruin your health for a small gain.

Hearing their mother's gentle words, the brother and sister couldn't help but shiver.

Because this feeling is just too strange.

It was as eerie as a fierce tigress forcing a smile, starting to lick her cubs' fur, and meowing.

"Tch~"

With her cheeks full, An Zhiwei mumbled, "Mom, you're too lenient with my brother. Why is it that I'm always wrong? You always say other people's kids are better..."

Ji Xinyu smiled and her eyes crinkled: "Zhiwei, your brother's a senior in high school, you're only a freshman, how can you compare?"

"Yes, Mom is right! I wholeheartedly agree!"

An Zhiwei nodded vigorously and continued to eat.

……

After dinner, Ji Xinyu, a high school teacher, naturally had to return to school to supervise evening self-study.

Only An Sheng and his sister remained at home.

"Yay!"

After confirming through the crack in the window that her mother had driven away, An Zhiwei immediately turned on the TV, kicked off her slippers, and skillfully pulled out potato chips and an iced cola.

Then she crossed her white socks on the coffee table and sprawled out on the sofa.

An Sheng glanced at her younger sister's backpack, which she hadn't opened since bringing it home: "Have you finished your homework?"

"Homework is no big deal if you can copy it~"

An Zhiwei made a humming sound.

Why does this sound so familiar...?

An Sheng raised an eyebrow, but didn't say anything more: "You'd better watch your step. Don't say I didn't warn you if you get caught."

He's busy attacking the Lostbelts.

"Granted. Young master, you may leave."

After watching the white-haired man on the screen say "We will win," An Zhiwei revealed an excited expression like a bloodthirsty spectator.

"Will they win...?"

An Sheng looked away, went back to her room, locked the door, and opened "Terra: Chronicles".

He closed his eyes.

A hot wind howled, and coarse sand brushed against my cheeks.

Along with the words imprinted in his mind, An Sheng was told that he had returned to the drought-stricken southeast of Dajing.

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

During your absence, the Demon Emperor of the Great Jing Dynasty massacred three cities, once again crushing the rebel army; Tang Jingtian, the strongest grandmaster of the Great Jing Dynasty four hundred years ago, was resurrected under the Tree of Immortality and embarked on a journey south to find a powerful figure who could satisfy him in this era.

Apart from that, nothing particularly noteworthy happened.

"With a mere wave of his hand, he could slaughter three entire cities..."

An Sheng's eyes twitched slightly.

Are the people of this Great Jing some kind of daily-refreshing clones that you can't kill them all no matter how hard you try?

Although this information wasn't very useful to him since he was still in the beginner village, An Sheng still memorized it all, thinking he might need it later.

The next second, the familiar text reappeared.

Newly crowned emperor, choose your path forward.

Heading north, one finds a desolate land.

Heading south, it was still a barren land.

Of course, we should head north.

But before that—

An Sheng put on three layers of stab-proof clothing and stuffed protein bars, energy gels, and salt tablets into her waist pocket.

Then, take out two dark and heavy composite crossbows, string them all up, and repeat this process several times until you are completely proficient before putting the crossbows back into your backpack so you can take them out and use them at any time.

You chose to head north.

Anson's progress was much faster on his second entry into the Lostbelt.

In less than two hours, they had already covered the distance that had taken them almost a day and a night to complete last time.

The powerful characters emerged.

In this parched land, few people ventured. Hungry bandits, their eyes gleaming with hunger, desperately awaited the next foolish and delicious prey.

And you, the newly born emperor, your alluring figure and physique are the finest in the world, driving the starving populace almost mad.

An Sheng looked up.

From a thatched hut not far from the roadside, five or six gaunt men, their bodies stained black and their clothes tattered, emerged unsteadily; it was impossible to tell whether they were young or middle-aged.

The three men were staring intently at him, and simultaneously revealed friendly smiles.

"Young man, you must be tired after walking for so long. Come in and sit down..."

An Sheng could see the knife tips covered in dark red bloodstains protruding from behind the group of people.

So he smiled too.

next moment.

Under the horrified gaze of this group of starving people who had once used this trick to deceive countless desperate refugees and devour countless people—

Two fully equipped crossbows, their arrowheads gleaming with a chilling light, appeared in An Sheng's hands without warning.

Then, without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The powerful crossbow bolts shot out and almost instantly pierced the flesh of the unarmored starving people, turning the two closest ones into bloody hedgehogs.

In just two or three seconds, cries of pain and pleas echoed across the wilderness, but were immediately cut off by the whooshing sound of crossbow bolts flying through the air.

"Times have changed!" An Sheng shoved the magazine into the crossbow, laughing wildly as he pulled the trigger and chased after the pursuer. "What era are we living in? Who still risks their life for close-quarters combat?!"

—A hundred kinds of martial arts, this is the combined crossbow barrage!