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

"Yes, according to the prisoners, it was an order given to all the Japanese people. Everyone had to pay tribute, even the women in their own tribes. Those who met the beauty standards were no exception. The consequences of not paying tribute were severe."

"It is said that there was a beautiful daughter from a samurai family. The caravan was a large one with a thousand people. But because they refused to send their daughter on board, the entire caravan disappeared in just three days."

Zhao Gao lowered his voice further: "Those survivors were quite beautiful, and the Japanese dared not harm them in the slightest. This old servant took charge and brought them back to Your Majesty..."

Lin Feng looked at Zhao Gao with some surprise.

That old bastard!!!

"Alright, then let them join Xuanfeng City and let Fang Ling settle them in."

The first batch of offerings had been dragged into the altar plaza. These demon tamers were barely clinging to life. At the same time, the gold-devouring ants lined up and continuously delivered pieces of black iron ore, stacking them on the edge of the altar. Their roots began to absorb the offerings and the black iron ore, eventually flowing into the patterns on the altar base.

Lin Feng stood outside the altar and felt the joy emanating from the Tree of Life. The energy accumulated by the Tree of Life during this period, catalyzed by the black iron ore, was causing the trunk to slowly grow taller, and the area of ​​the altar was also expanding in sync.

Although it's only a few inches long and hasn't changed much yet, as long as there are enough offerings and black iron ore, the Tree of Life can continue to grow, becoming larger and stronger.

Isn't this forcing him to kill his way through the apocalypse?

After the first batch of sacrifices ended, 10 more level 4 Black Iron Knights appeared on the altar, and Zhuoma took these members away.

Then the second batch of offerings was brought over, this time with even more people, a mix of Japanese and Asians. Dong Yu suddenly appeared out of nowhere and came to Lin Feng, rubbing her hands together, her expression cautious:

"Lin Feng, um... could you postpone the sacrifice of the demi-human women? I can help you manage them, make them work, and earn ghost crystals for you. I promise I won't let you down."

Lu Hongying also came closer, looking at Lin Feng with hopeful eyes: "Leave some of those Japanese girls for me, I need them."

Lin Feng glanced at Dong Yu's expectant face and Lu Hongying's "you know what I mean" expression. There were indeed relatively few women in Xuanfeng City at the moment, and he knew perfectly well what Lu Hongying was up to…

Lin Feng waved his hand helplessly.

"Alright, you go down and choose the people, the rest will be sacrificed."

Dong Yu breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked quickly towards the group of demi-humans. Lu Hongying followed behind. They each chose their own targets. Those who were chosen were taken away from the side of the altar, and the rest were all thrown into the sacrificial array in the square.

Lin Feng suddenly felt the King of Men's Register tremble slightly in his consciousness. He raised his hand, and the golden book appeared in his hand. After opening it, he found that there were two more pages after the Ten Thousand People's Register, which read "Slave People's Register" and "Sinful People's Register".

Overnight, the blank page began to display numbers, each number corresponding to a woman who had just been chosen by Dong Yu and Lu Hongying. At the same time, a number tattoo appeared on their wrists: "Sin-1" and "Slave-1," as if they had just been tattooed.

With each additional number appearing, the essence of the Human King's Register accumulates by 1 point. Lin Feng stared at the golden book for two seconds, and suddenly an idea struck him: for every 100 more people he included, he could confer one more title.

So...

Could we exploit a bug?

With a thought, Lin Feng tried to add all the demi-humans and wajin on the back of the Xuan Turtle. Sure enough, the number on the golden book jumped rapidly, quickly increasing from single digits to more than 6000.

It worked! More than 60 more people were available for official appointment.

Lin Feng closed the golden book without saying anything, nodded slightly to Zhao Gao, and the sacrifice continued. With each sacrifice, the corresponding number on the golden book decreased by a portion, but the number of those who were conferred titles did not decrease as a result.

After the sacrifice, the number of level 4 knights in Lin Feng's guard increased to 100. This force was almost enough to sweep away most caravans, and could even easily overwhelm any strange groups gathered in villages and small towns.

In addition, 50 more level 4 support professionals were added, which almost wiped out the original number of mutated beasts that were imprisoned.

Lin Feng arrived at the city wall, raised his hand and waved it, and the earthen wall surrounding the camp collapsed with a crash.

The people in the convoy rushed into the camp and searched through the vehicles for usable supplies, especially gasoline, which they emptied from the fuel tanks.

Someone was lucky enough to find a few sealed cans of food in the collapsed tent, attracting envious glances from those around them.

The supplies at this camp were much scarcer than expected. After searching through all the tents and vehicles, the food they could find was not even enough for the convoy to eat for three days.

Those monster hunters didn't rely on ordinary food; their food reserves were clearly from people captured from other caravans. The living conditions of ordinary Japanese people were naturally not good, and with Lin Feng, the sixth brother, secretly robbing many of the towns and villages they had already cleared, they were further burdened with this.

Lin Feng watched for a while, then instructed the queen ant to speed up the mining of the black iron ore before turning around and walking back.

A nimble figure ran through the crowd below, shouting as she ran, "Master! Master! Look, I've found something good!"

It was a cat-eared girl, with two fluffy ears on her head that were still twitching. She was holding a tattered bag in her arms. She rushed up to Lin Feng, stopped, opened the bag, and showed him the contents as if presenting a treasure.

A few shriveled fruit pits, a small packet wrapped in cloth, and inside were dozens of seeds of different crops. She held these things in her palm, looked up at Lin Feng with bright eyes, and her tail wagged behind her.

Lin Feng's gaze fell on the seeds in her hand, and he was also delighted. He had underestimated this cat-eared girl's talent: "Where did these seeds come from?"

The cat-eared girl's voice was filled with excitement: "I searched through so many tents before I found it. I found it under those flattened boxes. I almost missed it."

Lin Feng wrapped the seeds in a cloth. "Let's go find Xiaoli!"

When Lin Feng found Xiaoli, she had just finished her work.

"Xiaoli, come and look at this!"

Lin Feng unfolded what he was holding. When she saw the seeds in Lin Feng's hand, her eyes lit up. She examined them carefully and then looked at the few fruit pits.

"Most of them are still alive. With my abilities combined with the Tree of Life and the Creation Spring, I should be able to cultivate them."

Lin Feng nodded and handed her the seeds: "Then what are we waiting for? Start cultivating them as soon as possible."

Xiaoli took the seed and turned to walk towards the Tree of Life.

Lin Feng glanced at the cat-eared girl who was obediently following beside him, and gently patted her head: "Well done."

The cat-eared girl's ears twitched slightly, enjoying Lin Feng's praise and petting. She happily squinted her eyes and gently hooked the tip of her tail around his leg.