Transmigrating to the Three Kingdoms as Lu Bu: I Have a Pseudo-Apocalypse System

After returning to the main camp in Shangluo County in triumph on the fourth day of the seventh lunar month, Lü Bu ordered the entire army to celebrate for three days!

The news caused an uproar along the entire Wuguan Road.

This celebration was unprecedented in scale. Not only could all the soldiers and officials at all levels participate, but even the local elders, gentry, clan leaders, merchants, or ordinary people who were well-liked and hardworking received invitations from the government to come to the designated venues for drinking and feasting.

The main venue for the celebration was set up in the drill ground and main streets of Shangluo County, with branch venues in various town and government offices to host banquets for everyone.

In Shangluo County, at the drill ground, generals of all ranks under Lü Bu, meritorious soldiers, and prominent officials and gentry from various counties took their seats in order.

Meanwhile, a long row of tables and chairs was set up on the street outside the training ground, for ordinary soldiers and invited residents of the county.

All you can eat—meat and wine, rice to your heart's content.

The massive amount of resources provided by the system played a crucial role at this moment.

Piles of grain, cured meat, and even a small amount of rare maltose and honey were taken out and made into a simple yet substantial and flavorful dish.

Jars of rice wine produced by the system were brought up, filling the air with the aroma of food and wine.

"Eat, eat as much as you want! Lord Wen has ordered that today, regardless of rank, everyone should enjoy themselves to the fullest!" The officer in charge of maintaining order shouted loudly, a smile on his face.

The soldiers shed the tension of their daily training and combat, eating meat heartily, drinking wine from large bowls, and chatting and laughing freely.

Many people were initially a little reserved, but seeing the bustling scene and smelling the long-lost aroma of meat, they gradually relaxed, their faces beaming with satisfaction and gratitude.

"This is even better than what we eat during the New Year!" An old farmer, his hands trembling slightly, exclaimed to the people at the table, holding a large bowl filled with millet rice and a big piece of fatty meat.

"That's right! I've lived this long and I've never seen a general who, after winning a battle, would treat us common folk to a meal!" A craftsman-looking man next to him chimed in, taking a big bite of the meat in his hand.

"Lord Wen is benevolent and righteous. Follow Lord Wen and you'll have meat to eat!" Someone shouted, and it immediately drew a chorus of agreement from those around.

"Lord Wen is benevolent and righteous!"

Inside the training ground, Lü Bu, holding a wine bowl, sat with key generals such as Zhang Liao and Cheng Lian.

"Gentlemen, this great victory is entirely due to the bravery of our soldiers and the support of the people! Come, drink this bowl to the brim!" Lü Bu stood up, his voice booming.

"Respect to the General!" the generals responded in unison, rising to raise their bowls.

Meng Cheng, representing the civil officials, was also flushed with excitement. He said in a low voice, "General, such a grand banquet has cost a great deal of money. I am truly..."

He wanted to talk about the logistical pressure, but when he thought of the warehouses that seemed to never be fully accounted for and even seemed to grow larger with each use, he swallowed his words and could only admire them.

Lü Bu laughed heartily and patted him on the shoulder: "Chief Meng, there's no need to worry. Money and provisions are merely external things. Taking from the enemy and using them for the people is the only way to ensure long-term survival. Issue the order: all soldiers who participated in this battle will have their salaries doubled this month! Those who have rendered meritorious service will be richly rewarded!"

Instantly, an indescribable sense of immense power surged from the depths of his body, filling his limbs and bones!

Lu Bu's power, which was already at the pinnacle of human strength, seemed to have broken through an invisible barrier and entered a completely new realm.

He felt like he had inexhaustible energy, and his muscle fibers seemed to have become stronger and denser.

He clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles cracking slightly, as if the air itself was being crushed in his palm.

"Is this what it feels like to surpass the limits?" Lu Bu's eyes gleamed, eager to test just how strong the power to break through human limits really was.

He took out the halberd from the weapon rack, and it was surprisingly light, as if he were holding an ordinary wooden stick!

He hesitated for a moment, feeling a little uneasy, before heading to the backyard training ground and starting to practice.

With cleaving, slashing, stabbing, hooking, and sweeping, the halberd in his hands transformed into a series of afterimages, the sharp, piercing sound of it cutting through the air seemingly capable of tearing it apart.

The moves that used to require full strength can now be unleashed with just a slight movement, and are more easily controlled and executed as if they were part of an arm.

"Too light." Lu Bu stopped what he was doing, looked at the halberd in his hand, and shook his head with some regret.

Weapons that are too light will actually affect the technique and accuracy of exerting force.

However, with his already maxed-out 100 points in halberd skills, he was confident that no one on the battlefield could withstand his attack when he was in a serious state. Even the historically famous Guan Yu and Zhang Fei would probably be no match for his superhuman strength.

But it would be better if the halberd could be made heavier.

He put the halberd back on the weapon rack and then picked up his usual three-stone strong bow.

With a gentle pull, the bowstring was drawn to its full length, effortlessly.

He nocked an arrow, aimed at a small tree about 150 paces away, and released it.

"Whoosh—Pfft!"

The arrow struck the tree trunk with precision, penetrating several inches deep, its tail feathers trembling violently.

"His archery skills are nothing special." Lu Bu frowned slightly, not because of the accuracy, but because he felt that the power of the bow was far from his limit.

He hadn't exerted much force at all, and the arrow had only flown about 150 paces. This clearly showed that the bow's draw weight couldn't keep up with his strength.

"I need to get a stronger bow." Lu Bu put down the bow, already having made up his mind. He needed to have a weapon tailor-made to match his current strength.