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

The reason why Shen Yutong was captured by Lin Feng so easily was that Lin Feng not only sent Golden Eyes to scout around these days, but also sent Gold-Eating Ants to capture mutated beasts. Moreover, when the entire caravan awakened its professions, it captured a lot of mutated beasts and imprisoned them all.

During this period, in order to accumulate the number of offerings, they played hide-and-seek with some powerful caravans in this wilderness, and then collected a large number of mutated beasts for sacrifice. Chen Min, Lu Hongying, Zhuoma, Yangjin, Mo Qingluan, Mi Xue, Fang Ling, Shen Yutong, Lin Yuerui (Xiao Rui) and others successively became level 4 black iron level professionals.

The moment Shen Yutong obtained her astrologer profession, she saw a scene from the future. Blushing, she looked at Lin Feng and muttered softly, "So, this is the guy I'm going to marry? He seems alright..."

As a result, Lin Feng, who had been keeping an eye on their situation, overheard it.

Then what are we waiting for? We should just go for it!

From then on, Shen Yutong no longer got angry when Lin Feng made unwanted advances towards her, and would even occasionally take the initiative to be affectionate.

Lin Feng was very fond of Shen Yutong, this sweet and gentle woman. He would often pull up a deck chair to sunbathe on the balcony outside Shen Yutong's room and occasionally tease her.

Shen Yutong let Lin Feng rest his chin on her shoulder, her voice soft and muffled: "You...you should loosen your grip a little, I can't draw the route anymore."

Lin Feng hugged her for a while longer before finally relaxing his grip, satisfied.

Shen Yutong took a deep breath before she could barely focus her attention back on the map: "It will take about an hour to get there from here. Their resource-gathering teams shouldn't be able to get there that quickly."

"That's even better. We'll sneak over, empty the place, and even pry up the foundation, leaving not a single thing behind..."

"...This is the behavior of a bandit."

"I call this eliminating a scourge for the people. It would be best if they starved to death. Otherwise, how would we feed the ever-growing caravan? Wang Lie and Lao Chen were just complaining to me that the caravan now has nearly 10,000 people and food is running out. If we don't rob, how can we feed so many people?"

Shen Yutong was amused by him: "You have so many twisted logics. Relax, I need to focus on planning the route. Let's go and empty the place as soon as possible."

"Give me a kiss before you release."

"No, kissing me every day, waah..."

Lin Feng released Shen Yutong, whose ears were burning hot, with satisfaction.

An hour later, the convoy stopped outside the town.

Lin Feng pressed the walkie-talkie: "We've arrived. Everyone get out of the car. Same old routine. Hurry up and empty the place before the main Japanese force arrives. Don't leave a single nail behind."

The walkie-talkie crackled with responses.

Cars drove straight into the town, the doors opened, and people rushed out in a flurry, each carrying an empty sack and heading into their rooms as if they had rehearsed it countless times.

Food, clothes, pots and pans, anything usable in sight was stuffed into sacks, and carried to the truck. After becoming a professional, even a level 0 life professional, each of them had the strength of hundreds of kilograms, and could run faster than a sprinter while carrying sacks.

On either side of Xiao Xuan, a mound of earth rose up, and people from the outer city rushed down to join the hauling. The guards rode horses and camels directly into the town, carrying whatever they could find.

Some people found medicine bottles in the pharmacy, while others found handy tools.

Lin Feng wasn't idle either; he ordered the Queen Ant to send the Gold-Eating Ants down to completely demolish the entire town.

After swarming out of their nests, they stormed the town in dense swarms, more efficient than humans. They demolished buildings like living construction machinery, capable of biting through load-bearing pillars, tearing down walls, and dragging massive amounts of planks, bricks, and steel bars back onto Xiao Xuan's back, piling them up like a small mountain. Xiao Xuan accepted everything without hesitation, swallowing it all whole.

The whole process took less than an hour. The once intact town was turned into a clean empty lot where even the foundation had been pried up. All the usable and unusable supplies were loaded onto the truck, piled on Xiao Xuan's back, or went into Xiao Xuan's stomach.

"withdraw!"

Xiao Xuan slowly turned around, followed closely by a large convoy of vehicles, fully loaded with supplies.

About half an hour later, a large convoy appeared on the horizon, flying the Japanese flag. It was almost entirely made up of trucks, and in the lead truck sat a middle-aged man dressed as a Japanese samurai with a deep, bone-revealing wound on his left cheek.

When the convoy arrived at its destination, they all braked suddenly, and all the drivers were stunned.

The leading samurai jumped off the carriage, a katana at his waist. He stood frozen where the town entrance should have been, his gaze sweeping across the empty ground, his expression shifting from disbelief to rage.

"Nah—ni—?"

"Where did my whole town go?"

A junior leader hunched over, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. His voice trembled as he said, "Sir... it must have been that group. The same thing happened in another town last time. By the time our convoy arrived, the entire town was completely destroyed, not even a single paving stone remained. Our intelligence agents speculated that a Chinese convoy was specifically there to pick up the scraps."

"Baka—!" The scarred warrior slapped the leader across the face, making him spin around in place.

"Chase them! I'll make sure they're all dead!"

The foreman's voice weakened slightly: "Sir, we're not a combat unit, we only have transport vehicles. What if they catch up with us..."

The scarred samurai slapped him again: "I, Junichiro Koizumi, am a samurai personally appointed by His Majesty the Emperor. Even if I'm not from a combat unit, I'm not someone a bunch of scavenging rats can underestimate. Do you think they can turn the world upside down? If you can't catch me, you'll all commit seppuku!"

The foreman dared not speak and hurriedly ran back to relay the order. The convoy abruptly turned around and chased after the tire tracks.

All of this was clearly seen by the golden eyes high in the sky.

Lin Feng saw through his golden eyes that the Japanese convoy was accelerating towards them. He opened his eyes, picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Attention everyone, there's a tail behind us. There are about two hundred trucks and about a thousand people. Everyone, stay alert and prepare to give the guests some gifts."

A burst of laughter came through the walkie-talkie, and someone shouted, "Bring on the crossbows!"

Someone whistled, "A truck... isn't that a money-bringing lucky charm?"

Lin Feng continued, "That warrior in the lead is a tough nut to crack. Don't try to take him head-on. Bai Zhirou, Daoist Lin, you and the other level 4 professionals should all gang up on him. Don't be shy, beat him up together."

"Haha, there's no need for martial ethics when dealing with the Japanese devils, count me in..."

More and more people are joining the condemnation of the Japanese invaders.

Soon an ambush was set up, and about two hundred trucks quickly approached along the tire tracks they left behind.