72: Chapter 72 The Expansion of Qin City Culture

"What? We have to learn to speak as well?" Chieftain Lie Dao slapped his forehead in agony.

"Of course. The method to Cultivate taught by the War God is described using the Chinese language and Chinese characters. If you don't learn Chinese language and characters, how can you learn to Cultivate?" the soldier who came to teach said solemnly.

"Fine, we'll learn!" Chieftain Lie Dao nodded, resigning himself to his fate.

Similar scenes were taking place in two other tribal camps; a group of rough men were babbling like kindergarteners, a scene that was hilarious to watch.

In fact, compared to war, Zhao Feng preferred using gentle methods to assimilate these tribes. These tribes that believed in the so-called War God had actually already been classified as his own side by the System, and all the transformation points had been collected by the System as well.

War has its benefits, but peaceful methods were more convenient here.

The Planet of the Dead lacked mature beliefs, let alone any complex religions, so using faith to unify the planet was undoubtedly the most convenient way; it could also reduce the disasters and Karma brought about by slaughter.

In the days following the great battle, Qin City continuously dispatched small-scale units to surround and kill the Corpse Beasts, which had become scattered. They cleaned up the Corpse Beasts in this direction completely, even extending their reach into other defense zones at one point.

Within a week, the external information that had been cut off by the Corpse Beasts flowed freely again, and the situation in other defense zones was transmitted over. Sure enough, the Mad Wolf Tribe had a conspiracy.

Apart from the Birch Forest Area led by Qin City and the Yellow Sands Area led by the Mad Wolf Tribe, the garrison in the remaining Wanhe Area had been routed by the Corpse Beasts, and a large number of warriors had died. However, the powerful tribal leaders did not die; instead, they were rescued by the Qin Army, who were clearing out Corpse Beasts on the perimeter, and they joined the big family of Qin City.

There were only three of these newly joined tribes, all of which had suffered heavy losses and could not protect themselves. Zhao Feng did not force those leaders who still had strength back in their home territories to join; instead, he even gifted them rations. This caused the reputation of Qin City to spread instantly, giving many tribes an image of it being righteous and helpful.

The Corpse Beasts in the Wanhe Area were monopolized by the Mad Wolf Tribe. The Mad Wolf Tribe even sent people over to warn them, strictly forbidding Qin City from intervening. This made Zhao Feng, who wanted to sit back and collect transformation points, somewhat depressed, so he had no choice but to ride his Cloud-Soaring Sparrow and sneak near the battlefield to absorb the transformation points.

The city in the Birch Forest Area was named Birch City by Zhao Feng; this was the second city owned by Qin City. This place was desolate and far from the Mad Wolf Tribe, so the Mad Wolf Tribe did not make things difficult for Qin City and tacitly left the vicinity of Birch City to Zhao Feng, which saved him a lot of effort. Zhao Feng had originally planned to trade some resources for it.

The great battle finally ended a week later. Some Mad Wolf Cavalry came to deliver the message, telling the various tribes to disband and return home.

Zhao Feng actually knew that the Mad Wolf Tribe seemed to have fallen into internal strife. The threat of the Corpse Beasts had been eliminated, but the eight Taiji tribes and the main branch had split into three factions and were fighting in a chaotic mess. There was also a rising force of Grey Werewolves, led by a werewolf named Lang Yan, who were pillaging everywhere.

The Mad Wolf Tribe was engulfed in the smoke of war, but they seemed unwilling to let the subordinate tribes know, or perhaps they feared that these medium-sized tribes would discover something, so they actually dismissed their excellent cannon fodder, which left Zhao Feng completely baffled.

That was fine, too; he would focus on building up his strength, as development was the true path to success.

Leaving one guard unit behind to garrison the place and arranging for a clever Farmer to act as the interim City Lord of Birch City, Zhao Feng began leading his army back to Qin City.

When they arrived, time was tight, the mission was heavy, and they were constantly building arrow towers and the like, so both Zhao Feng, the soldiers, and the Farmers were very tired. Returning, however, was much more relaxed.

The roads were already built, so they only needed to travel.

In places with quarries, since there was already basic defensive power, small cities could be built. Whenever he saw a suitable environment, Zhao Feng would make a note of it. After returning to the tribe, he could bring over the Bodhi Spirit Tree to purify the land and open up more farms and strongholds.

The journey there took three days, but the return trip only took one day. The closer they got to Qin City, the more lush the greenery along the road became. The air also became fresher; these trees planted by the Planter seemed to possess an Innate ability to resist Corpse-ification. Up until now, not a single tree or blade of grass had turned into a Corpse Tree or Corpse grass.

As they gradually approached Qin City, they began to encounter workers and Farmers working along the road. They stood aside with faces full of reverence, offering the highest greetings to the greatest leader in their hearts—Zhao Feng.

The patrol team quickly discovered the group; after all, this was a powerful military force, and the messenger quickly sent the news back into the city.

Seeing that small city amidst the lush green forest again, Zhao Feng was in a great mood; he was home.

All the idle officials came to welcome Zhao Feng's return, which made Zhao Feng, riding on his Hammerhead Rhino, feel elated. Having been just an ordinary commoner in his previous life, he had never seen such a scene, so naturally, he felt a bit smug.

Qin City had plenty of food, the food in the warehouses was piled up like mountains, and all technologies had completed upgrades, just waiting for enough resources to enter a new era.

In fact, the military strength of the Bronze Age was already a crushing existence for primitive societies. However, to cope with the new evolutionary crisis, it was necessary to open up a new path for ordinary soldiers, allowing the individual strength of Qin City's soldiers to receive a greater boost.

Universal Cultivation was the best way to deal with external evolutionary crises. Searching for iron ore while finding ways to let more soldiers improve their strength was Qin City's main policy at present.

"Compared to the Centipede-Piercing Spear Technique, Stone Throwing Technique, and others that require a higher Comprehension Ability, the Great Dragon Fist is the most suitable method for martial Foundation Establishment," Meng stepped forward and said loudly.

These past few days, the high-level officials of Qin City had taken the few sets of Martial Skills that Zhao Feng had written down to study and deliberate upon. They finally discovered that the unpretentious Great Dragon Fist was the only Foundation Establishment fist technique that people of any Aptitude could practice.

The Great Dragon Fist had been verified by Zhao Feng himself; it could generate internal breath, which would eventually transform into True Qi, allowing one to return to the Innate state. Of course, Zhao Feng himself had only reached the Minor Achievement stage, the phase where internal breath appears, but there was no doubt about whether it could lead one to the Innate state, as it was, after all, a Martial Skill recognized by the System.

"Starting from today, the Great Dragon Fist will be promoted throughout the city. All my Qin City citizens must learn this fist technique."

"Yes, City Lord."

A vigorous city-wide martial arts learning movement unfolded in Qin City. On the other hand, a far-reaching event was also taking place in the commercial district.

In front of five tall and sturdy carts, Zhao Feng was giving instructions to Shang, the leader of the caravan about to embark on a long journey.

"Shang, your primary mission on this trip is to make Qin City's name known; do not worry about wasting food. Your main job is to cooperate with the accompanying warlocks and monks to spread faith. Additionally, take care to map out the terrain of various places and search for mineral resources."

"Yes, City Lord," a chubby merchant said, nodding and bowing.

"Farmers will follow you to build roads and strongholds; pay attention to protecting the Farmers' safety." After explaining his mission to Shang, Zhao Feng turned his head to give instructions to the officer of the guard unit.

"Yes, City Lord," this platoon leader said solemnly.

"Alright, then I wish you a safe journey. Depart." Zhao Feng waved his hand.

The five large carts rumbled onto the road, and the group set off into the distance, carrying the peaceful mission of Qin City. The bucket-sized flag on the cart snapped loudly in the wind, and a huge character for 'Qin' fluttered in the breeze.