Doomsday: Gain experience by hunting

"Commander Qian, where did you buy all these things?" the Queen asked, voicing Tang Wen's inner thoughts.

He desperately wanted to know where the technological civilization had emerged.

And to what extent the world's civilization had progressed!

Commander Qian didn't rush to answer but instead ordered someone to bring down a scroll from his carriage.

Two dancers slowly unfurled the scroll, revealing a map.

The map's starting point was the camp, with everything around it—Black Mountain Camp, lakes, and mountains—clearly marked.

Moving westward along the route, camps, strongholds, and villages were scattered like stars.

Commander Qian introduced with emotion, "I've led teams through every place on this map. As for these goods, they come from a place called 'Xia City.'"

Tang Wen stared intently at the map, but the words 'Xia City' weren't on it.

"You went to Xia City?"

Commander Qian shook his head. "No, it's too far. We only went to Sanlian City..."

Pointing to the westernmost side of the map, he began to explain.

Sanlian City was the territory of the three major powers: Jinshan, Baishi City, and Ping'an Prefecture.

Like Flame Camp and Black Mountain Camp, the three had been fighting each other for years.

Later, they realized that fighting wasn't the solution.

The strong stood up, shook hands, and made rules.

This time, the long-distance caravan traveled downstream by boat, and after several months, they arrived at Ping'an Prefecture.

Speaking of this, Commander Qian's tone was full of envy: "There are seven or eight-story buildings there. Strong young men pull rickshaws on the streets. Every martial arts gym has awakened ones, and even stronger individuals. There are spectacular factories in the city emitting black smoke… Ordinary people don't need to farm; they can support themselves and their families just by working…"

Tang Wen tried hard to control his expression, not wanting to reveal any strange emotions.

The others, based on Commander Qian's words, couldn't help but imagine what it must be like, how prosperous and splendid!

The banquet began.

Even with the drought, the camp still slaughtered pigs and sheep to entertain the returning caravan!

Dozens of caravan members were the stars of the show.

Excitedly telling their hometown friends and other guards about their experiences abroad.

The sense of superiority in their words was unconsciously revealed.

Two young captains at the same table as Tang Wen and Zhou Bing were people Commander Qian had recruited from outside. They spoke loudly and often glanced at Zhou Bing.

Unfortunately, the ice beauty didn't even look at them once all night.

She was thinking about Tang Wen's decision.

To resign as commander and focus on martial arts.

Tang Wen's talent was so strong, yet he still wanted to focus so intently. Should she continue to be this commander?

The hall was filled with clinking glasses and a hubbub of voices.

The two of them ate and drank slowly, not joining in the excitement.

General Zhou led Commander Qian over to introduce him to Tang Wen and Zhou Bing.

Only then did the two caravan captains at the same table realize in surprise that these two were commanders.

Weren't all the commanders in Flame Camp martial masters?

How could they be martial masters at such a young age?

Commander Qian shared their sentiment: "Commander Zhou Bing, congratulations on your breakthrough after not seeing you for a year or two!"

Bing nodded and said a few words of greeting.

Commander Qian had long heard of her cold personality and didn't mind.

He praised Tang Wen: "Commander Tang Wen, a young hero! Our camp is truly full of talent."

Tang Wen smiled and chatted with him, his expression extremely sincere.

Commander Qian was also willing to accompany him.

After chatting for a while, Tang Wen casually revealed his true intention: "I wonder if there are any books about historical records that I could borrow and read."

Commander Qian said directly, "Of course, every caravan asks around for news wherever they go. We've collected quite a few history books."

One of the long-distance caravan's tasks was to explore the world.

They had brought back many books.

Before the dinner ended, Commander Qian had someone bring a box of thread-bound books and gave them to Tang Wen.

He didn't sleep all night.

Tang Wen read the books until dawn, and only then did he lie down.

Speaking of which, he had never studied so hard before.

Not even before the college entrance exam.

Not sleeping all night didn't affect his spirit at all.

Tang Wen sorted through the information he had seen in his mind.

First of all, regarding the origin of this world's history, almost all the books mentioned a similar term: 'Doomsday Disaster'.

However, some called it 'The Great Cataclysm'.

Others called it 'The Devastating Holocaust'.

Extremists with ulterior motives called it 'The Gods' Destruction of the World'.

All current history only began to be recorded after that day.

In other words: everything before him was built on the ruins by survivors after the civilization was destroyed.

In the beginning, the earth was barren, with only desolation.

People's lifespans were extremely short, living no more than twenty or thirty years before contracting terrible diseases.

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What ran on the ground were festering beasts, and what swam in the water were ugly fish with two heads.

Tang Wen remembered his parents who had died of terrible diseases.

Indeed, few ordinary people in the outer city could live to old age safely.

However, martial artists in the inner city, such as Old General Xia, could easily live to eighty or a hundred years old.

Moreover, their Qi and blood didn't decline. Before they died, it was hard to say whether they could kill martial artists of the same level.

But taking away a few martial masters wouldn't be a problem.

Perhaps it was precisely to resist diseases that people desperately practiced martial arts to strengthen themselves.

The barren land, frequent diseases, and severely damaged climate and environment were very much like a post-nuclear war world.

"I don't know what weapons will be used in World War III, but World War IV will definitely be fought with stones."

Remembering a very famous quote from his previous life, Tang Wen smiled as he looked at the box of pebbles in his room. Wasn't it just using stones?

This world was considered good. Not only did it have technological civilization, but it also had martial arts civilization.

Many martial artists might be able to survive the nuclear war.

And because of martial arts, the human population recovered much faster.

He didn't know how many years it had been since the nuclear war.

Crops could grow on the ground, and lifespans weren't so short. It must have been at least several hundred years, right?

Thinking of the industrial civilization products he had seen during the day.

Tang Wen speculated that the 'Xia City' in Commander Qian's mouth might have already reached the technological level equivalent to the 19th and 20th centuries on Earth.

For a moment, he even had the urge to go and see it.

But the next second, he extinguished it.

What a joke, not to mention the impending drought, what level was his martial arts at? He wanted to go out and see the world?

After thinking for a while, Tang Wen got out of bed and went to the yard to practice his skills.

Yesterday, after the celebration banquet.

The two generals and the queen discussed Tang Wen's resignation as commander.

Unsurprisingly, there should be a result today.

"I saw your light on all night yesterday. Are the books that good?" Tang Tang asked.

"The books say that Xia City is a paradise, full of silver, and the river flows with millet porridge." This wasn't Tang Wen making things up, but some books did write nonsense like this.

Tang Tang opened her mouth wide and didn't even practice her saber, but after thinking for a while, she shook her head and said, "That's a lie. If there's silver everywhere, who would work? If no one farms, where would the millet porridge come from?"

Tang Wen smiled. His own sister had always been sensitive to matters of wealth: "The books also say that there are trains there that can run without horses pulling them."

"Run without horses pulling them? Are people pushing them from behind? Fake! It must be fake," Tang Tang judged, raising her small face.

Zhou Bing also nodded in agreement.

Tang Wen also spoke of tall buildings and factories, the two girls could not judge the authenticity.

In the morning, the Royal Palace.

The Queen, generals and commanders were all present.

Today there were two major events, one was the return of the long distance caravan, and the second was that Tang Wen killed a high-level alien beast.