Everyone's on a time-travel adventure! I'm raising city beasts in a post-apocalyptic world

"Listen up, everyone. Tonight's mission is to clear out that rubble, load all the bricks onto that big train, dig out the buried supplies and gather them separately, and haul out the flattened vehicles for Brother Guo to use as materials. Lazy people..."

Snapped……

The steel whip in his hand swung in the air and struck the ground with a crisp sound.

The Black Ghosts are indeed very strong. A single adult male Black Ghost can lift concrete blocks that would require the combined strength of three or four ordinary people to move by bending over. Female Black Ghosts are slightly weaker, but they can still easily lift a car and move with incredible speed.

When Lin Feng walked to Xiao Xuan's side, he slowed down. He did not go up the stairs immediately, but stood at Xiao Xuan's feet, listening to the distant sound of chains and the crisp sound of steel whips striking flesh. He stood there quietly for a while before stepping up the rope ladder.

Upon arriving on the second floor, the living room lights were still on. Lin Feng sat wearily on the sofa, rubbing his temples. Today's events had had a significant impact on him.

Chen Min quietly walked over and sat down next to Lin Feng, resting her shoulder on his arm, her voice very soft: "Are you in a bad mood?"

"No!"

"Still saying no?" Chen Min gently turned Lin Feng's face towards her, her eyes full of tenderness and a hint of heartache.

"You're clearly in a bad mood. Do you want me to get you something to eat?"

Lin Feng shook his head: "I have no appetite!"

Zhuoma also quietly squeezed in at some point, sat down on the other side of Lin Feng, hugged his arm with both hands, and rested her head on his shoulder.

"Brother Feng!" she said softly. "Let me massage your shoulders!" She got up and went behind the sofa, gently massaging Lin Feng's shoulders.

Several more heads peeked out from the doorway. Xiao Rui was carrying a basin of hot water, Xiao Li was holding a rolled-up towel, and Su Wan and An Ge were peering inside. Even Shen Yutong, who preferred staying at home and didn't like going out, was carrying a cup of steaming water and walked lightly to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng looked at the group of people crowding the doorway and asked, "...What are you all trying to do?"

Xiao Rui was the first to react, carrying a basin of water to the coffee table. "Let me wash your face for you, look, your face is covered in dust."

Shen Yutong placed the cup of hot water in Lin Feng's hands, hesitated, and finally said nothing, simply sitting quietly on another sofa.

The room was silent for a while before Lin Feng spoke, his voice low and deep: "You all saw the tragic state of those men and women enslaved by the Black Demons today!"

No one responded. Xiao Rui lowered her head, and the other girls also turned their faces away, their eyes slightly red.

"It's hopeless, absolutely hopeless..."

Lin Feng told them what he had seen, and their hearts sank even lower...

"It's not entirely hopeless."

Chen Min's voice came from the side, "I checked the mental state of those people today. Although those women are confused, it's like ink has been forcibly smeared on a painting, but the paper is still there. As long as it's cleaned up, it's fine."

"My awakened mental power can do this: forcibly erase their cognition and memories..."

She paused, as if giving everyone time to understand: "The side effects are also obvious. They won't remember who they are, their names, their ages, or anything from the past. Their cognition will regress to the level of a seven or eight-year-old child. Personality reconstruction will completely depend on the new environment, new memories, and reshaping..."

Lin Feng looked at her: "You mean... formatting?"

"More or less!" Chen Min nodded. "In a sense, they are no longer the same people they used to be."

The room was quiet for a while. Then someone said, "This is... not so bad. It's better than the way things are now. Bringing the convoy is like having a ticking time bomb at any moment, but we can't bear to abandon them."

Yangjin arrived in the living room at some point: "This is good too. If they regress to a state where they know nothing, I can train them to ride horses, fight, and master battle formations, so that they no longer depend on anyone and have the power to protect themselves."

"That way they can become knights, without relying on others' charity, and go further in the caravan." She turned to look at Lin Feng: "I have a few gentle horses here, perfect for her to learn from scratch."

Zhuoma peeked out from behind the sofa. "I'll teach them how to ride horses and shoot arrows. The cavalry is short-handed!"

Lin Feng was silent for a while, then finally nodded: "Then let's arrange it this way. Let Sister Min go and take a look tomorrow. We'll do it one by one, no rush. That's all for today, everyone go and rest. We can talk about it tomorrow."

As everyone gradually dispersed, Shen Yutong took one last look at Lin Feng before turning and leaving, leaving only Chen Min, Zhuoma, and Lin Feng in the room.

"You guys go to sleep too, I want to be alone for a while..."

The two women glanced at Lin Feng with some concern, but ultimately went upstairs together.

Lin Feng sat quietly on the sofa, thinking about many things. From his initial laziness after transmigrating to his later drifting along with the tide and letting things take their course, it seemed that nothing mattered, nothing was important, and he only cared about being happy, doing things entirely according to his mood.

Until now...

He's no longer in a position where he only has to worry about himself. Any decision he makes could have unpredictable consequences. He's only in his early twenties, and his past life has been spent either memorizing texts or playing video games. What experience and insights could he possibly have?

"Why……"

Lin Feng sighed heavily: "Let nature take its course. If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it anymore."

Picking up the branch he had brought back, which shimmered with a faint green light, Lin Feng realized this was his greatest gain.

[Rare Item: A remnant branch of the Tree of Life, originating from a sacred tree of a top-tier Silver race. It attempted to forge a Golden Sacred Tree to ascend to the Golden race, but failed. This is the only remaining remnant branch, currently... on the verge of death. Even in its failed attempt, it retains an extremely faint spiritual essence and remnants of the Golden Rules' origin. This essence can greatly enhance the holder's natural power, accelerate plant growth, and guide it to undergo targeted mutations and plasticity...]

[Note: Still reading the manual? Hurry up and grab a shovel to dig a hole! Do you even know what this thing means? If it survives, you'll be the next chosen farmer! From now on, your wretched turtle will have a moving emerald forest behind it, with vegetables and fruits available year-round. If it can return to its peak, what are the Gray Mist Apostles? They'll all give you a wide berth and kneel down calling you 'daddy'... Of course, most likely, they'll seriously consider whether to cross mountains and oceans to kill you directly!]

Lin Feng stroked the branch in his hand, muttering, "It still retains some spirituality..."

A thought suddenly popped into Lin Feng's mind: "Is it possible to form a contract?"