Samsara Space: They're all begging me to heal them one more time.

"Report—!!!"

A sharp and urgent screech pierced the silent night sky.

Immediately afterward, a scout responsible for night reconnaissance stumbled and crawled into the camp, his voice filled with extreme terror: "Fire! Fire!! The direction of Luoyang... the direction of Luoyang is on fire!!"

This shout was like a bucket of cold water being poured into boiling oil, causing an uproar throughout the entire Suanzao camp.

Countless feudal lords rushed out of the main tent, their clothes disheveled, and looked up to the west, where the sky had been completely stained blood-red.

That was no ordinary fire; it was a calamity fire that stretched for hundreds of miles and burned the entire sky red!

At this moment, Luoyang, the capital of the Han Dynasty, was transformed into a living hell.

"Dong Zhuo... Dong Zhuo, you old scoundrel! How dare you do this! How dare you!!"

Cao Cao stood on the high platform, looking at the fire that illuminated half the sky, his eyes bloodshot, and let out a heart-wrenching roar.

Amidst the chaos and grief, Zhang Yuan calmly adjusted the collar of his holy robe, the gentle smile on his lips appearing particularly cold in the firelight.

"It seems our 'Blood Wolf' friends are working very hard."

Zhang Yuan turned around, picked up the cross leaning against the table, and waved to A-Qiang, Lin Qingyue, and Tao Tao, who were already ready to go.

"Notify Cao Mengde that there is also the Iron Wall Squad."

"Tell them that the oracle has been given—"

"Break camp and advance!"

……

The sky was red. Not the glow of dawn, nor the sunset, but the ghastly crimson of fire.

Dong Zhuo eventually escaped.

After his mentality was completely shattered by the monster squad led by the "Great Qin National Teacher" at Hulao Pass, this Xiliang warlord completely gave up resistance and adopted Li Ru's treacherous plan—to move the capital to Chang'an.

Before leaving, he set fire to the Han Dynasty capital, which had stood for hundreds of years, reducing it to ashes.

"It's really... so hot." Standing on the hillside outside Luoyang City, Zhang Yuan pushed up his glasses, which were burning hot from the heatwave, and the lenses reflected the sea of ​​fire that stretched for hundreds of miles.

There was little sentimentality or compassion in his voice; his tone was as calm as if he were commenting on an expensive fireworks show.

"Boss, should we still go in?" Ah Qiang hesitated, looking at the city ahead that resembled a hellish inferno. "With this fire, we'll easily turn into roast pigs if we go in."

"Go in, of course we must go in." Zhang Yuan tightened his holy robe. "Dong Zhuo left in a hurry, and with the chaos of the fire, this is the perfect opportunity to 'scavenger'. Moreover..."

He glanced back at the army of feudal lords behind him, who were equally eager yet hesitant. "If I don't go in and make a show of it, won't my image as the 'patron saint who cares for the common people' be ruined?"

At this time, the allied camp was in complete chaos. Cao Cao was in a hurry to chase after Dong Zhuo, Yuan Shao was busy figuring out how to preserve his strength, and the other warlords were watching and waiting.

Only Sun Jian, just like in history, rushed into the fire with red eyes to put it out.

"Let's go, follow General Wentai's lead." Zhang Yuan waved his hand. "But we're not going to put out fires, we're going to 'rescue' something more valuable."

……

Inside Luoyang, the heat was intense. The once bustling streets were now filled with ruins, charred corpses, and the cries of the dying.

"Iron Wall Squad, responsible for perimeter security and transport." Zhang Yuan skillfully directed this newly recruited team of migrant workers. "Qingyue, you're in charge of reconnaissance. Aqiang, turn the detector to maximum power."

"Received." The three members of the Old Bear group now obeyed Zhang Yuan's every word.

Although I've had to take 30% of the profits these past few days, it's really great! I can get points without having to work hard, and now I can even follow the pros into the core area of ​​the dungeon to scavenge for loot. Where else can you find such a good deal?

Zhang Yuan, leading his core team, moved like a precise scalpel, avoiding all collapsed areas and remaining embers, and skillfully steered straight into the heart of the palace—the inner treasury of Chang Le Palace.

"We've arrived." Zhang Yuan stopped in front of a huge bronze broken door.

This place, which was originally the most heavily guarded part of the entire palace, is now a scene of utter devastation.

The massive bronze gate, weighing tens of thousands of kilograms and covered in defensive runes, was forcibly cut open, leaving a gap as tall as a person. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, with remnants of crystallized material from high-temperature melting at the edges.

"High-frequency cutting, or a high-level wind blade spell." Ah Qiang stepped forward, touched the cut, and whistled. "The boss is a genius. These bastards really went all out."

"Not only did they go all out, they risked their lives." Zhang Yuan squatted down, pointing to the several dried, dark red bloodstains on the ground inside the gate, as well as the shocking scorch marks from the magical backlash on the surrounding walls.

"To counter the counterattack of the defensive barrier, they destroyed at least two high-level defensive items. Judging from this health bar, the main tank's health bar was emptied at least once and hasn't fully recovered yet."

Zhang Yuan stood up, his tone revealing satisfaction with the "quality of the project inspection".

"It seems our 'Blood Wolf' friends really worked hard, saving us the biggest trouble."

The group entered the inner storeroom, and sure enough, it was empty.

Not only were the gold and silver treasures gone, but the sandalwood shelves where the treasures were kept were also emptied, and even most of the gold bricks paving the floor were pried off, leaving only messy footprints and two deep ruts on the ground.

Looking at the warehouse, which was even cleaner than his own face, Old Xiong couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement: "Wow, is this a mythical creature? It even cleans the floor tiles?"

Greed is a good thing.

As Zhang Yuan looked at the tire tracks that stretched deep into the warehouse and eventually led to the secret passage in the west of the city, his smile grew wider and wider.

"If they only take the most valuable treasures, they might be able to escape using their agility."

"But their biggest mistake was that, because of greed, they chose 'I want it all'."

"In order to take away this enormous wealth, they not only packed it with spatial equipment, but also used physical transportation vehicles. This means... their mobility has been greatly reduced."

"Moreover, in order to avoid the routed troops of Dong Zhuo's army and our pursuit, they could only take secluded paths."

Zhang Yuan looked up; the various indicators on his tactical goggles were jumping wildly, pointing to a location about ten kilometers to the northwest.

There, there was a source of magical radiation that, though it was being carefully concealed, still shone brightly like a lighthouse under the detection equipment.

"Ten kilometers away, moving speed... less than twenty kilometers per hour."

Zhang Yuan's voice was soft, yet filled with murderous intent.

"If you eat too much, you won't be able to run."

"Let's go, friends. Since they helped us break the formation, avert the disaster, and even thoughtfully packed up all the treasures and are transporting them out of the city..."

"Wouldn't it be incredibly disrespectful if we didn't accept it?"