75: Chapter 75 All Roads Lead to Qincheng: The Spread of the God of War Faith

"Giddyup!" The driver of the carriage was clearly a very skilled veteran. The leather whip in his hand cracked sharply in the air, and the steed pulling the carriage dared not slack off any longer, continuing on its way diligently.

The carriage was quite heavy, and the two steeds were struggling a bit.

"Just a little further ahead, and we'll reach the trading district. Hang in there a bit longer."

Although the driver looked fierce, as if he couldn't wait to give the horses a few lashes, he was actually very protective of them. Seeing the steeds' fatigue, he quickly jumped off the carriage and began to speak earnestly.

"Huff... huff..." The steeds' nostrils puffed out clouds of white mist, as if in response to him.

The weather had turned much colder recently, but fortunately, the powerful Great Qin had developed affordable cotton clothing and could supply it cheaply to believers.

Wolf felt lucky. His tribe had originally not wanted to invite the War God's statue in, but because of the leader's insistence, the statue was brought back. Short of clothing and food, Wolf became a believer.

But just half a month ago, the temple keeper of the War God Temple told everyone that they could exchange some ingredients for supplies—food, clothing, weapons... it seemed like anything was possible.

More and more intelligent life forms received benefits from the War God Temple, or rather, from Great Qin, which made Great Qin and the War God even more renowned.

Tribes that built a War God Temple would receive a free road leading directly to the trading district. These roads, paved with gravel, were very smooth; there were no thorns to cut their feet, and no need to worry about wild beasts rushing out nearby. Although trees were planted on both sides of the road, they had been trimmed, making it difficult for wild beasts to hide.

With the roads, some intelligent life forms learned the language of Great Qin and discovered business opportunities. They collected resources to trade for carriages and began gathering resources in more remote areas, then sold them to Great Qin to earn the price difference.

Although these small merchants gained a lot from Great Qin, Great Qin gained even more. More and more people believed in the War God, allowing Zhao Feng's transformation points to increase by countless amounts every day.

At the same time, a large amount of resources were converted into nutrients by Great Qin, making Great Qin increasingly powerful.

Wolf pulled the steed and looked up at the tall city walls before him.

Although he had seen them many times, he still couldn't get enough. These tall, thick city walls provided a very strong sense of security, especially for intelligent creatures who had come from the apocalypse. Behind these towering walls, no one would threaten your safety.

"I must buy a house in the city!" Wolf made up his mind.

After bowing sincerely to the soldiers standing on both sides of the city gate, Wolf pulled the carriage into the city and headed toward the trading district.

"Ten blade coins, will you sell?"

"Twelve, I can't go any lower."

"Eleven, let's just make it for friendship."

"Fine, take it!"

...

"Selling exotic beast eggs, 50 blade coins, top-quality exotic beast eggs! If you manage to buy a powerful beast egg, you'll be rich."

"Buying stone materials! Buying stone materials!"

The sounds of buying and selling were everywhere, and the trading district was bustling.

Wolf was an honest man. He pulled the horse with effort to a building on the side of the trading district and said to a chubby merchant: "Shang Wei, the usual, exchange everything for blade coins."

"Sure, you kid do big business." The chubby Shang Wei said with a grin, then pulled out a string of gleaming blade coins from behind him. "Your goods are worth 480 stone coins, I'll round it up for you, let's call it 500. These are the latest copper coins, keep them safe."

Five gleaming bronze blade coins were placed in Wolf's hand. The coldness of the metal made him shiver involuntarily. "What, has Great Qin lifted the ban on metal?"

"Yeah, several large mines were opened recently. From now on, there will only be more and more copper coins. This is the first batch; you're really lucky, kid."

Wolf replied casually, then said: "I'm hungry, so I won't talk anymore. I'll come back another day." He tucked the five copper coins into his chest and hurriedly turned to run out.

"This kid." Shang Wei laughed and cursed, then ordered people to organize the received goods.

After leaving the carriage at the storage in the trading district, Wolf walked along the main street, looking at the various goods at the stalls while following the road signs until he arrived in front of a small shop.

"Boss, one bowl of meat soup and four steamed buns." Sitting on a stool, Wolf shouted loudly.

"Coming right up! Please wait a moment, customer."

The shop was not big, with only four tables, but they were all full of people. These races were bizarre and varied, mostly beast-kin resembling various animals.

While waiting for his food, Wolf listened quietly to the conversation of the people nearby.

Chinese had now become the most widely used language in this area. The common language that everyone had previously agreed upon was gradually being abandoned because it was not clear enough to express things, which also made communication between people much more convenient.

"Have you heard? The Thunder Dragon tribe in the north was wiped out by Corpse Beasts. I heard that except for about a hundred people who escaped, they were basically all eaten."

"Is that so? How tragic!" a rabbit-kin said with some exclamation.

"The Thunder Dragon tribe didn't have those mysterious warriors; they couldn't stop the Corpse Beasts." The rabbit-kin who revealed the news shook his head.

"If only we ordinary people could also become mysterious warriors." A female rabbit-kin nearby said in a low voice, her face full of longing.

"Don't say that, we ordinary people really have a chance. Yesterday, the temple keeper of the War God Temple told me that as long as a tribe believes in the War God, they can get a free Martial Skill to practice mysterious power!"

"Really?"

"Really?"

"That naturally wouldn't be fake."

Wolf's heart stirred. He himself was only a sixteen-year-old young beast-kin. Among the Grey Werewolf, this age was not considered old; perhaps he could go and try.

On the small square behind the War God Temple, a group of young figures listened earnestly to the soldier in front of them.

"The Martial Skill we are going to learn today is called 'Great Dragon Fist'. This is a Martial Skill created by our City Lord. Once you Cultivate to a certain level, you can generate internal energy and possess incredible power. Before learning, we need to understand some simple basics. Here is the Dantian..."

Pairs of eyes were shining, ears were perked up, and they dared not miss even a single word.

Dozens of War God Temples were repeating the same scene at different times, and the reputation of Great Qin and the War God had already deeply taken root in people's hearts.

"City Lord!"

"City Lord!"

Greetings were endless. Zhao Feng, who had been staying indoors for over a month, finally felt restless and walked out of the City Lord's mansion.

While Cultivating, Zhao Feng would occasionally pay attention to the development of Qin City. Looking at the constantly expanding city on the map, although he felt a sense of accomplishment, it was never as intense as it was now.

Because of the sunlight, he no longer flew into the stratosphere, so he wasn't very clear about the scale of Qin City. But looking at the sea of people on the streets now, the permanent population of Qin City must be estimated to be around twenty or thirty thousand.

Sure enough, professional things must be done by professional people. Zhao Feng admired them inwardly. How did Wu and the others solve the water supply System, drainage System, and things like that?

"Let's go find Wu first." Zhao Feng opened the System interface while walking, checking the main interface he hadn't paid attention to for a long time.

To facilitate the host, the main interface also had some display optimizations.

"It seems this System is secretly upgrading and eating up data." Zhao Feng muttered, clicking on the Planet of the Dead column.

Planet of the Dead: Conquest progress 55%.

At a glance, Zhao Feng saw such a progress bar, sighed inwardly, ignored it, and opened the age of empires System tab.

Era: Bronze Age (95000 / 100000).

Town Center: 5 (Qin City, Birch City, Unnamed, Unnamed, Unnamed).

Food: 120,000 / 10,000.

Wood: 150,000 / 10,000.

Stone: 80,000 / 10,000.

Copper Ingot: 5000 / 5000.

Iron Ore: 1000 / 2000.

Unknowingly, thanks to the efforts of Wu and the others, Qin City already had five cities and a large amount of resources. Looking at the upgrade requirements, only Iron Ore was not yet satisfied. In just a while, the era could enter the more advanced Feudal Age.

Looking at the three unnamed options among the cities, Zhao Feng thought for a moment and named them Cloud City, Wind City, and Rain City, respectively.

Focusing his mind on the city names, specific data appeared above them.

Qin City: Capital. Population: 30,000. Garrison: 2000. People's Satisfaction: Very Satisfied. Evaluation: Scientific Research, Military, Culture, Industry, Religion.

Cloud City: General City. Population: 10,000. Garrison: 1000. People's Satisfaction: Very Satisfied. Evaluation: Military, Culture, Commerce, Religion.

It could be seen that the development of Qin City was very rapid, and the population of Great Qin was approaching the upper limit of 100,000. It seemed that it still needed to be upgraded.

At this point, it was no longer appropriate to continue calling it Qin City. So, from today on, let's call it the Qin State.