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

"Build an altar with black iron, engrave ancient Daoist principles, ensure the flame of humanity continues forever, and ensure the eternal existence of the human race!"

May there be peace and tranquility year after year, free from disasters and calamities, and may the human race prosper forever!

Festival——”

As Old Chen's voice fell, all the runes erupted simultaneously, and dazzling light filled the entire altar. Even those watching from the outer city wall couldn't help but raise their hands to shield their eyes. A pillar of light shot into the sky from the center of the formation, lasting for about half a minute before slowly contracting and compressing, finally disappearing entirely into Lin Feng's chest.

Lin Feng stood on the altar, his body enveloped in a layer of golden light that hadn't completely faded. This light eventually slowly disappeared into the depths of his flesh and blood. Lin Feng looked down at his hands, feeling as if he had been reforged; every muscle told him that the power he contained was far greater than before.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and focused his mind on the control panel.

林风

Level: Black Iron 5 (Bloodline Ascension Completed)

"Just as I expected... the more sacrifices made, the stronger the effect, directly skipping two levels."

Lin Feng's lips had just curved into a smile when his gaze fell on the next line of text, and he was completely taken aback.

Occupation: King of Men

Lin Feng: "..."

What the hell? Lin Feng stood on the altar, as if he had been frozen in place, not moving for a long time. He stared at the two words again and again, and then closed his eyes and reopened the panel, still to find the two words there.

"Holy crap... what is this thing?"

The job he wanted was the kind where he didn't have to do anything, just lie around eating fruit, watching people dance, teasing animal-eared girls when he was happy, and sunbathing when he was unhappy—a leisurely and carefree job. But the job displayed on his profile panel was clearly the "Human King".

"Wait...aren't I a beast tamer? How did I become a human king?"

Old Chen took off his sunglasses, wiped them, and put them back on: "A profession is given based on a person's nature. It doesn't look at what you want to be, it only looks at who you are."

Lin Feng turned and glared at him: "Then what am I? Whoever is a king who doesn't do any serious work all day must be a tyrant."

"Look at the scale of your sacrifice: a thousand or two Japanese, over a thousand monkey-men, over a thousand mutated beasts, and the entire Black Ghost Clan—you've thrown them all in. It would be strange if nothing extraordinary came of it."

Lin Feng listened to Old Chen's words and shrugged: "Well, is that my fault? I thought it was too little. I was worried that if there weren't enough sacrifices, the effect wouldn't be good. Who knew this thing would be selective about who gets it?..."

Old Chen's tone carried a hint of schadenfreude: "If you had offered less sacrifice, you might have gotten a decent Beastmaster or something similar, but you made such a big fuss."

Lin Feng closed the panel, looked up at the sky: "I just want to be a good-for-nothing who lazes around and waits to die... why is it so hard..."

Lin Feng stepped down from the altar, and Wang Lie was the first to walk up, nodding: "The aura is much stronger. It seems that the effect of this complete version of the altar is indeed quite good."

"Not bad my ass," Lin Feng said, his face long and drawn.

Old Chen added fuel to the fire, saying, "His profession is King of Men!"

Wang Lie's lips twitched, and he finally managed to squeeze out, "...This profession suits you quite well."

"Suitable my foot!"

Guo Yi, standing to the side, was already grinning from ear to ear: "Human King, hahaha! Lin Feng, you've finally met your match! You always wanted to lie down and relax, didn't you? How do you lie down, Human King? You lie down and show me!"

Luo Xiaoxiao squeezed in, tilting her head: "Human King... does that mean we'll all have to call you Great King from now on?"

"If you keep making trouble, I'll throw you down!"

"That's called Your Majesty..."

Lin Feng: "..."

"Rise, Consort Luo, you will serve me tonight!" Lin Feng was not one to be outdone, and he quickly made Luo Xiaoxiao blush.

"Hmph, dream on! Even if he's the king, he's definitely a tyrant, hahaha!!!" Luo Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue and shrank back into the crowd, but the corners of her mouth were turned up high.

Dong Yu didn't say anything. She rubbed her hands together and leaned closer, her expectant look on her face impossible to hide: "Um, Lin Feng... now that the sacrifice is over, what about that ape race..."

Lin Feng rubbed his temples: "Go ask Zhao Gao about that, he has all the intelligence. We'll talk about it later, I haven't even figured out this damn profession yet..."

"Also, pack up the spoils of war, the vehicles left behind by the Japanese, supplies and such, and get everything sorted out before we set off."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he ignored them and walked away.

Those behind him, watching Lin Feng's retreating figure, whispered, "The King of Men... does that mean he's our leader now?"

Lin Feng had walked far away and could no longer hear these sounds. Even if he had, he didn't want to care, as he hadn't even finished dealing with them himself.

He returned to the villa and plopped down on the sofa. The rabbit-girl Xiao Wu brought over a plate of red heart berries, and Lin Feng tossed one into his mouth.

sweet.

But I felt inexplicably choked up.

I glanced at the panel again, and those two words made me feel suffocated.

"King of Men..." Lin Feng muttered in dissatisfaction, "Why don't you give me a harem of three thousand beauties? What's the point of just giving me a title..."

Finally, he sighed resignedly and opened the job details.

Occupation: King of Men

【Profession Talent 1: Human King's Register - Can condense the Human King's Golden Register to appoint officials and concubines in the harem. Those appointed will receive corresponding rank bonuses. The number of appointments is limited by the number of people under one's command. The more people under one's command, the stronger the feedback effect.】

[Profession Talent 2: Everyone is a Dragon - A monarch can be a tyrant or a foolish ruler, but his subjects cannot be mediocre. Those who join your ranks receive a 100% bonus to experience, have a reduced chance of betrayal, and will suffer the backlash of the Human King's Talisman. The more people under your command, the stronger this talent's effect.]

Lin Feng's lips twitched after reading it.

"What a crappy profession... The more subordinates you have, the stronger you are. If you don't have any subordinates, this professional talent is useless. Doesn't this force me to become a babysitter?"

Although he was cursing, his fingers didn't close the panel; he looked at it carefully twice more.

"Wait...it seems there's still some content I haven't finished reading."

Lin Feng saw a more detailed explanation on it, which said that each additional name on the Human King Register would provide an additional source of origin. Once someone's level was raised, even more source of origin would be provided. This source of origin could be used to upgrade the person who was conferred the title, including himself.

Lin Feng sat up directly from the sofa and began to study the specific usage of the King's Register. It sounds complicated, but it's actually very simple. Talents will automatically condense into a golden book, and the names of all those who pledge allegiance to him and are willing to accept his rule will be automatically recorded on it.

One position can be conferred for every hundred people, such as soldier, official, concubine or maid in the harem. Those who are conferred a position will not only receive a bonus to their official rank, but will also receive feedback from their source power, which will greatly increase their leveling speed.