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

Xiao Rui, hands on her hips, looked smug: "Hmph, what did you think? I just walked around the campsite and shouted, 'Girls who can sing and dance, come over here!' There was food and a safe place to stay, and my goodness, over a hundred people came all at once! It took me ages to pick out these."

She counted on her fingers: "Three of them sing well, eight can dance, and the rest can play the piano, the flute..."

"Come on, show us!"

Lin Feng lightly touched the ground with his toes, and a stone sofa rose up from the spot. Lin Feng sat down on it and raised his chin towards the girls.

Xiao Rui waved her hand, and the girls found their places. Some tuned their instruments, some took their positions, and some cleared their throats.

Then the music started.

The guzheng started with a tune, then the flute melody slid in, cool and refreshing like a mountain stream.

When the song started, the dancing girls also moved. The lead dancer had an excellent figure, with a waist as slender as a willow branch that could be broken with a gentle grasp, while her hips were surprisingly full. The arc of her dance in time with the beat made Lin Feng swallow hard.

As the song progressed, the dance became increasingly provocative. The lead dancer circled him, her gaze bold and direct, her waist swaying like a snake. Several backup dancers echoed her movements, their skirts billowing as they gradually surrounded him. Their actions grew bolder and bolder, with each dancer playfully lifting her skirt before gently lowering it.

The music ended, and the flute music faded away.

"Clap clap clap..."

"Not bad at all!" Lin Feng clapped his hands. "Better than I expected, hahaha, I like it!"

The lead dancer, Miss Gu, stood before him, slightly out of breath, her chest heaving, sweat trickling down her neck. She looked at him boldly, her eyes filled with undisguised allure: "Thank you for the compliment, Master."

"What's your name?"

"Suman Dance..."

"Good name. That's all for today. You... and you stay here tonight. Everyone else will get an extra meal: a serving of level 3 mutated wolf meat." Lin Feng said, pointing to the other girl playing the flute.

Upon hearing this, the eyes of more than twenty girls lit up simultaneously. Some of them had arrived two days earlier and had already heard about the wonders of the mutated beasts. These were level 3 mutated beasts, and eating one could increase five attribute points. It was said that with enough mutated beast meat, it was even possible to improve one's physical attributes to the same level as an Awakened.

"Thank you, Master..."

Only Su Manwu winked at another girl, the meaning of which was self-evident.

I'm determined to rise to the top, and my sister is eager to advance!

Lin Feng encouraged the troops, the candlelight flickering.

Meanwhile, 200 kilometers away, deep within a ruin, vengeful spirits roamed, and a fierce battle raged. Bai Zhirou's longsword thrust out relentlessly, while Wang Lie's lightning continued to strike. A level 3 vengeful spirit that had just pounced was struck by bolts of lightning, letting out a huge wail. Its limbs trembled, and it collapsed to the ground, turning into ashes and leaving a stain like ink. He picked up the ghostly crystal on the ground and turned back to join the battle.

Another level 3 vengeful spirit pounced from the other side. Wang Lie used the same trick again, a thick bolt of lightning struck its face, and the vengeful spirit was silenced as soon as it opened its mouth.

"How much further?" Wang Lie shouted at the top of his lungs.

Old Chen led the way. His awakened ability was perfect for guiding people, but it wasn't a combat ability. He relied on the strength of an awakened being to resist the strange phenomena around him.

"Almost there. Once we cross these ruins, we'll reach the plaza ahead, and the altar will be there."

Guo Yi controlled the train, following behind them. Dong Yu was in a terrible state. Her awakened physical enhancement ability was too weak. She was being beaten almost the entire time by these vengeful spirits who were stronger than her, and she screamed even more miserably than the vengeful spirits.

"Is this what you call a safe journey?" Dong Yu shouted at Lao Chen, panting.

"It's much safer than when we broke through last time," Old Chen said without turning his head. "Last time, we were ambushed by a horde of level 4 monsters when we were only halfway there!"

"Your mom—"

Before she could finish speaking, the buildings ahead suddenly opened up, revealing a huge plaza in front of them. The ground was made of dark blue-black metal, and under the moonlight, they could clearly see the dense, intersecting red rune lines that stretched across the entire plaza like a spider web.

In the center of the square stands a dilapidated altar, its surface covered with cracks, but its overall structure is still relatively intact. There should have been twelve pillars around the altar, but now only three remain standing, with mysterious totems carved on them. The others are all broken and damaged, each about a meter thick.

"Is this the altar you were talking about?" Wang Lie asked Old Chen.

Old Chen stepped forward, stood at the edge of the square, and took a deep breath: "Yes, this is it! Our professions were acquired here, but at a terrible cost. Only one in a hundred succeeds, and we all paid a huge price."

As he spoke, he took off his sunglasses. This was the first time he had taken off those sunglasses in front of everyone. His left eye under the sunglasses was hollow, as if something had hollowed it out. His other eye was relatively normal, with a bluish light in the pupil.

Wang Lie turned around and glanced at the dense crowd. The patrol team and the hunting team, which included almost all the able-bodied men in the caravan, totaling four or five hundred people, were all looking at him with expectant faces.

"Brothers, Old Chen's profession is that of a guide. He can open this altar, which is the only chance for ordinary people to gain power, but the probability is extremely low, and people will die. Once you succeed, you will gain the profession and the power. Those who want to back out, stay where you are. Those who want to try, come with me..."

silence!

Three seconds later, Wang Hu, carrying a long knife, strode up to Wang Lie: "Captain, I'll go with you."

Then came the second, the third, the fourth, and the fifth, with more and more people stepping out of the queue and standing in the square.

"What's there to be afraid of!" a young man shouted. "The worst that can happen is death, but what if it works? I don't want to be chased by those ghostly things anymore!"

"Captain, we're not afraid to die!"

"Yeah, fuck them!"

"Rather than spending your whole life as an ordinary person being chased by the supernatural and dying a miserable death, why not take a chance?"

More and more footsteps followed, their eyes burning with a desperate spirit. They had witnessed the power of the awakened and the bizarre scene of people being devoured alive. No one wanted to be a weakling for the rest of their lives.

In the end, none of the 521 people stayed behind.

Wang Lie nodded, then turned to Old Chen: "Old Chen, the brothers have made their decision. Please activate the altar."

Old Chen didn't say much. He just grunted and turned to walk towards the center of the altar. Hundreds of people followed him onto the altar. The base of the altar was densely packed with people. Some were so nervous that they were swallowing hard, while others were biting their lips and whispering something like, "...Bless me."

Old Chen stood in the center of the altar, took a deep breath, and began to speak. His voice was old and deep, chanting in an extremely difficult ancient language...