Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chapter 1173 Fu'an Spark Connection Completed

After Ji Muqing left, Chu Chen strolled around the city and eventually came to a rice paddy.

Watching those busy figures, Chu Chen simply lit a cigarette and sat down on the edge of the field.

I don't know how long it's been since I've had such a quiet time.

Although Yang Yan brought him here, it also helped him grow even further.

After transmigrating, he accomplished one goal after another, but it seemed that each time, he was doing various things under the instruction of others.

It seemed as if everything had been arranged by someone, a feeling that made Chu Chen somewhat uneasy.

He looked up at the sky: "What exactly is the universe like?"

Just as he finished speaking, a familiar voice came from beside him: "Don't worry, child, one day you will see what the universe looks like."

"Holy crap, where the hell did you come from?"

Suddenly, an old farmer wearing a straw hat and holding a sickle appeared and sat down beside him.

Looking up, I saw it was none other than Yang Yan.

"Haha, my good disciple, you've done very well these past few years. Your master is very pleased."

Upon hearing this, Chu Chen immediately stood up and punched Yang Yan.

"You have the nerve to call me your disciple? You bastard, you abandoned me without a word back then. Now that you're here, don't run away. Tell me, what's your intention?"

Yang Yan didn't say anything after hearing this, but instead held up two fingers to Chu Chen.

The meaning is clear: he wants a cigarette.

Chu Chen waved his hand impatiently and pulled out about ten packs of cigarettes, throwing them at him: "Why don't you just smoke them to death?"

However, Kagerou remained unmoved, his meaning clear: it wasn't enough.

Helpless, Chu Chen simply pulled out over a hundred packs of cigarettes and threw them in front of him.

Yang Yan happily waved his hand to put it away, then said to Chu Chen, "You still need to grow."

Then it disappeared again.

Chu Chen went mad. He pulled out an automatic rifle and fired all the bullets in the gun at the spot where Yang Yan had disappeared.

Then, he stood there cursing for about twenty minutes in a fit of rage before calming down.

I originally thought the old man's appearance meant there was some new information, but it turned out he was just out of cigarettes and came to restock.

However, since he wants to buy more goods, he will definitely do it again next time. And what did he mean by his last sentence, that he still needs to grow?

It seems that my challenges are endless, and this matter is probably not over yet.

Next time I catch him, I'll definitely have to question him properly.

The intense gunfire quickly attracted a crowd, and Ji Muqing rushed over in a panic: "Young Master, are you alright?"

Seeing the anxious Ji Muqing and Lu Jiayi, Chu Chen patted them on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, just test the gun. You two go ahead and do your work."

His initial pleasant feelings were completely dampened by Yang Yan's presence, so he simply went back to the villa and crawled into bed.

Ji Muqing went off to do her work, but Lu Jiayi followed her straight into the room, ostensibly to protect Chu Chen's safety.

Chu Chen understood that she just wanted to eat his intestines.

However, Chu Chen did not let her succeed. Instead, he assigned her a difficult task: to go into battle with the army and conquer the neighboring cities.

In three months, with the aid of firearms, Xinghuo and Fu'an joined forces and successfully captured the two cities between them.

With a helpless expression, Chen Qingxuan drove Chu Chen to the new city.

"You idiot, why don't you unleash your bunch of divine weapons and wipe out the entire cannibal race?"

"Hehe, they can't replace humans in the end. If the world is to truly become strong, they still have to do it bit by bit."

"Then why should I be in charge of managing this new territory?"

"You're still not happy? You should know that once things develop further, what won't you have?"

"I can just lie at home and have whatever I want!"

Chen Qingxuan retorted, and Chu Chen found that what he said actually made a surprisingly good point.

With just that one sentence, Chu Chen shut up. You're trying to reason with a drunkard? Do you think you have too many brain cells?

Six months later, Chu Chen named this new city Qingxuan Province, and its first governor was Chen Qingxuan.

To make the drunkard more visible, a statue of Chen Qingxuan stands tall in the city's central square for everyone to admire.

Soon after, Qingxuan Province’s first arms factory was completed and put into operation.

The first oil field was developed, and the first power plant was put into operation.

Chen Qingxuan, abandoning his previous complacency, began to independently build an army and vigorously develop and construct Qingxuan Province.

While things were bustling about here, in a cannibalistic city thousands of miles away...

A giant cannibal, at least three meters tall, frowned as he looked at his subordinates below.

"Useless, a bunch of useless trash! You've let so many of your territories be taken over by these tiny humans again. Don't you know how to fight back?"

"Your Majesty, firstly, they are too strong. We still do not have the power to restrain them."

"Secondly, there are too many third-class clansmen. In order to secure the king's position, we also want to take this opportunity to reduce the number of third-class clansmen."

"When the time is right, we will wipe them all out."

Upon hearing this, the cannibal, known as the King, slammed his fist on the table and exclaimed, "Human brains! Human brains! Do you all have human brains?"

“They are the enemy, they are prey. If we let them grow strong, they will retaliate once they become uncontrollable.”

"Your Majesty, rest assured, everything is still under our control."

"Although they have now established three cities, their population is only around two million."

Upon hearing the word "two million," the man known as the King felt much more at ease.

Then, his tone softened as he said to the newcomer, "Give them another year to recover. After that, you will personally lead a large army to annihilate them."

"Remember, first and second-class clansmen are not allowed to go to the battlefield. Let the third-class clansmen wear them down and overwhelm them with numbers. You're right, there are too many third-class clansmen."

After saying that, he waved to his subordinates and then started playing with the objects next to him.

He was a member of a first-class clan, and even royalty, but he was very fortunate because this world was conquered by his ancestors, and the system and faith made him the ruler of this world.

But when he became king, there were no more wars.

Seeing the rapid development of those third-class clansmen, he felt a little scared, afraid of the status of his own royal family.

He knew that although he could temporarily control the situation through the system and his beliefs, his position would be in jeopardy if any of the third-class clansmen rebelled.

This is another reason why he didn't exterminate humanity.

This time, for him, is an opportunity—an opportunity to weaken the third-class clansmen.