In a frigid apocalypse, I went on a shopping spree with the reborn.

A massive influx of energy filled the previously emptied miniature world once again.

The branches and leaves of the night-blooming cereus are outstretched, the edges of its petals are serrated, and the vines are covered with barbed thorns.

Jiang Qingyue reached out and touched them. These thorns and serrations were extremely hard and sharp, unlike a plant, but more like an alloy weapon in the form of a plant.

"Is this a characteristic that everyone develops after becoming stronger, or has it mutated again?"

The large flower-shaped corona shook its head, unable to figure it out for a long time.

"Never mind." Jiang Qingyue touched its stamen. "No matter which one it is, it's a good thing to become stronger."

Night Crown nodded earnestly; this was the first time it had ever been full since it was born.

Jiang Qingyue has also made great progress this time.

Name: Jiang Qingyue

Health stat: 100/100

Satiety level: 76/100

Moisture content: 88/100

Trading currency: 3 million

Combat power: 1699 million

Survivability: 36

Space Backpack: 89/100

Overall Index: 555

The combat power has increased by nearly 200 million.

Jiang Qingyue looked at her combat power rating, remained silent for a moment, and then looked at Ye Mian: "Is cultivation difficult?"

Night Crown shook his head frantically.

"That's right. Senior Blade King also said that after reaching 1500 million combat power, you can no longer fuse with a quantum computer, most of your treasures will be useless, and cultivation will become extremely difficult."

"What's difficult about it?"

Looking at the nearly 200 million combat power points he had gained, Jiang Qingyue thought, "If I calculate it this way, 200 million a day, 2000 million in 10 days, and I can make 6000 million in a month."

Is it difficult?

"It must be that Senior Sword King was afraid I would get arrogant, so he deliberately made it so difficult."

Jiang Qingyue clicked her tongue and shook her head. "I didn't expect Senior Knife King to be so traditional, still using the suppression-style education method. She's mistaken. I'm a girl who grew up being praised, I don't fall for her tricks."

Night Crown nodded frantically; it too was a flower that had been praised as it grew up.

It doesn't buy into that.

The group of Dragon Nine Stars inside the gemstone: "..."

After a long silence, Nangong Zhao said, "Originally, I didn't agree with the repressive education approach, but now it seems that it is still very necessary."

Liu Yuyao immediately chimed in, "I think Senior Knife King hasn't suppressed them hard enough; someone's tail is already wagging in the air."

"Is there?" Jiang Qingyue asked.

Liu Yuyao: Yes.

Jiang Qingyue reached behind her and touched herself: "No, there isn't anything there."

Liu Yuyao was silent for a while: "...I've decided not to talk to you until I regain my physical body."

Jiang Qingyue reminded her, "You don't usually like to talk to me. You only speak when it comes to important matters. Who wants to chat with you?"

"I'll just find Longlong, right, Longlong?"

This time, Long Jiuxing unusually didn't go along with her, but instead reminded her, "Sister Xiaoyue, the reason you're able to grow so fast is because the resentment here has accumulated for many, many years, and you absorbed it all at once."

"It doesn't mean you're absorbing that much resentment every day."

Chen Sanyang: "That's simple. In this merged world, there's war everywhere. The upper echelons are practically fighting themselves to death, while the middle and lower classes are being exploited to the extreme. Aren't there just as much resentment as there is?"

"If this place is gone, let's find another spot to continue absorbing."

"Actually, I think Jiang Shen is more suitable to be the King of Survival than that guy Lao Wang. Think about it, if someone wants to be the King of Survival, they are destined to grow very slowly because they don't have cultivation resources."

"So these sixth-ranked guys who want to hide will face a difficult choice: if they keep hiding, they will be eliminated if their strength can't keep up; but going out is too dangerous."

"Jiang Shen is different. No one can take away the resentment she needs. She just needs to find a place, dig a hole, hide there, and then absorb it like crazy."

"After you finish smoking, just move to another place and continue, repeating the cycle endlessly. The risk is extremely low. Isn't this the mark of a born survivalist?"

Jiang Qingyue laughed: "Deputy Captain Chen, I was just saying 6000 million a month to make myself happy. You didn't actually believe me, did you?"

Chen Sanyang: "..."

"Actually, I'd like to too," Jiang Qingyue said, looking very upset, "but time doesn't allow it."

It's true that it feels great to absorb resentment, but this world is ridiculously large. For example, this time, there was no danger along the way, and Zhang Meng, a powerful figure, was leading the way.

With a red eagle and a flying tiger as mounts, they hurried day and night, and it still took them more than half a month to finally arrive at the old base of District 93.

After smoking here, we'll have to move on to another place. Who knows how long we'll have to travel?

Wouldn't it take months of travel to absorb that much in just one day?

If we calculate it that way, by the time she becomes strong enough to fight against people like Yun Huang, the Eighth District will have long become history.

Moreover, she observed along the way that the resentment in many places was actually quite weak.

For her now, that little bit of resentment is better than nothing.

Finding a place like District 93, where resentment is so intense, is no easy task.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have needed to send Wang Defa and the others to provoke the residents of those small towns.

"Forget it, let's resolve the crisis of the Eighth District being besieged first, and while we're at it, we can take some hostages and ask Yun Huang and his people for some money."

Huang Yali, who had been silent all along, reminded him: "Captain Jiang, something's not right here. Logically speaking, they should react when such a powerful enemy like you intrudes."

"We either need to organize a full evacuation or launch a thorough search, but after that leader Yun was injured, he hasn't shown up since."

"I was thinking of saying that too," Nangong Zhao said. "That guy is a ruthless character. Although his injuries were quite severe, surely such a strong person has no healing or life-saving items?"

"Who cares? As long as Zhang Meng and the others don't come in, it's no big deal." Jiang Qingyue came out of the tree hole.

At first, they explored furtively until they discovered that the entire old base of District 93 was completely unprotected and no one was organizing their evacuation.

After the cloud leader and the terrifying being in the sky disappeared without a trace, she became unscrupulous.

"Are you the leader of this small race? Come, come, have your people hand over all the good stuff." Jiang Qingyue commanded a sticky chieftain.

This thing looks a bit like a slug, and it doesn't look appetizing. Let's not kill it yet; let's keep it as a tool.

The tribal chief numbly instructed his people: those with spatial backpacks, take out everything; those without, empty their pockets.

Jiang Qingyue accepted them all, good or bad.

Her space backpack has a full 100 cubic meters, and she also has a two-tone mini-world; she can hold a ton of stuff.

"Get down on your knees near the foot of the mountain. Anyone who moves, I'll shoot their head off, you hear me?"

While arranging for the hostages, they remained constantly vigilant about what was above them.

Now that her strength has increased significantly, and with Ye Mian's help, she is not afraid at all even if the Cloud Chief comes.

The only thing I'm afraid of is that person who hasn't shown up yet.

Several bamboo spirits quickly placed their belongings in front of Jiang Qingyue, then covered their heads and tried to squat down at the foot of the mountain.

"You don't need to squat anymore." Jiang Qingyue quickly dismantled the package and held it in her hand like she was chewing sugarcane. While chewing, she directed more races that didn't taste good to line up as hostages.

There are also quite a few clouds in this area.

For some reason, this old base of District 93 is a large area, but there aren't many living beings.

There were hardly any decent races at the foot of the mountain, but there were some on the mountainside and the peaks of each mountain, though not many.

I don't know if it's because the population density in District 93 was not high to begin with, or if there are other reasons, but none of that matters.

Jiang Qingyue flew to each mountain peak, directing the prisoners to take all the treasures they could carry and bring them to him, easily storing them in his small world and spatial backpack.

Then he directed everyone to line up obediently at the foot of the mountain, jumping around like they were in their own backyard, but not a single strong person emerged.

Until Jiang Qingyue landed on the last giant peak.

She remembered that Chief Yun had traveled there from this very mountain.

Looking at the magnificent palace before him, Jiang Qingyue didn't go inside. Instead, he took out his bow and arrows, and several black and blue ice arrows flew towards every room in the palace.

The moment the palace made contact with the ice arrow, a protective light barrier popped up, but it couldn't even hold for a second before being broken through by the ice arrow.

"Damn it!" A furious curse rang out from the room, followed by a huge cloud bursting through the roof, yelling at Jiang Qingyue, "Still hitting me! Still hitting me! I was pretending not to see anything, and you still hit me! Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"

"You're right, it's a pity there's no prize." Jiang Qingyue fired a few more arrows.

The two clashed again, and the gap widened as Jiang Qingyue's combat power increased, whereas they had been evenly matched before.

With no other opponents around, Night Crown also assisted its master in battle.

Two against one, they quickly gained the upper hand.

Night Crown's vines tore off a small piece of cloud, put it in their mouths to taste it, and then spat it out with a "pui" sound.

Unappetizing.

Despite the excruciating pain, Chief Yun pleaded, "I'll give you all my treasures, please spare my life?"

"Heh." Jiang Qingyue continued killing. "Kill you, and everything else will be mine."

"Who exactly are you?" Chief Yun was so angry he almost vomited blood as he pulled the arrow out of his body.

I can't run away, and I can't fight back. I haven't been in such a desperate situation for many years.

"Who I am is not important, what's important is that you're very valuable. I advise you to surrender obediently, so you can suffer less. When the Emperor of Yun pays you, you can live."

Upon hearing this, the cloud chieftain realized they intended to use it as a hostage and immediately shouted, "We have something even more valuable here!"

"Is that so?" Jiang Qingyue paused slightly.

"I'll take you there. It's true, our ancestor is barely clinging to life now, but his seniority speaks for itself. He's highly respected, renowned, and incredibly valuable."

"It is the master of the Cloud Emperor. If the Cloud Emperor does not save it, the whole world will break his spine."

"Once you have our ancestor under your control, you can demand an exorbitant amount."

"Okay," Jiang Qingyue agreed.

Chief Yun breathed a sigh of relief: "Our ancestor is in the ancestral land. I'll take you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Cloud Chief was stunned to see three black and blue arrows stuck in his heart.

Keep in mind that this was after it had let its guard down and was completely defenseless.

These three arrows, which had been accumulating for a long time, were enough to kill it.

Crack! A pile of broken ice appeared on the ground.

"They died at my hands in both their past and present lives; perhaps this is fate."

Jiang Qingyue took off the quantum computer, opened it and took a look. The space backpack had a full 80 cubic meters and was packed full.

Good stuff, I'll give it to Longlong later.

Jiang Qingyue placed the quantum computer into the small world.

He flew to the foot of the mountain and said, "Everyone, listen up! Dig this place up three feet deep! Whoever finds the Cloud Clan's ancestor, I will release him and the entire clan."

Upon hearing this, the prisoners below roared with excitement. Even though they knew that the promise might not be kept in the end, no one was willing to give up this only hope.

Everyone used their best skills, forming a straight line and pushing horizontally.

Jiang Qingyue flew to the mountain peak to keep an eye on things, afraid that the old ancestor might escape from mid-air.

"Jiang Shen," Chen Sanyang asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you run? That oppressive force from the sky just now felt terrifying. Wouldn't it be better if the other party didn't make a move? You actually wanted to find them."

"You've hit the nail on the head." Jiang Qingyue held the Snow Concealment Bow in one hand and the Time Stopper in the other. He appeared arrogant and domineering, but his vigilance was at its peak.

Faced with Chen Sanyang's doubts, she said to Liu Yuyao, who was pretending to be dead, "Captain Liu, aren't you going to explain this to your little Sanzi?"

Liu Yuyao was helpless, as she had just said she didn't want to chat with Jiang Qingyue until she regained her physical body.

But she'd already asked...

Liu Yuyao reluctantly explained, "It's obvious that the old ancestor is probably all show and no substance, otherwise he would have made a move long ago. How could he let Captain Jiang turn the base camp upside down, or just watch Chief Yun get killed?"

Chen Sanyang was still puzzled: "But that pressure just now was really terrifying, a bit like when the main god descended."

"It's just intimidation, not real combat power. It might just be some kind of strange phenomenon to scare people, or some special item used to intimidate them."

"Otherwise, when Chief Yun planned to sell it, it would have already taken action to punish this traitor. The fact that it didn't take action is most likely because it was willing but unable to."

"That's right," Jiang Qingyue laughed. "The more the other party bluffs like this, the less confident they are in reality."

"In that case, why stand on ceremony?"

"Who cares if it's dying or not? Even a dying master is still a master. If it really dies, I can still protect its life after we find it. Would the Cloud Emperor dare not buy it then?"

The carpet search was useful; it not only yielded a lot of low-level resources for Jiang Qingyue, but also unearthed many powerful figures' urns of ashes and burial goods, as well as the old ancestor mentioned by Chief Yun.

A wrinkled cloud.

Jiang Qingyue stared blankly at the old ancestor who had been dragged out of the cesspool by the crowd for a long while before asking seriously, "Did you just hide in there, or have you been hiding here all along?"

Old Ancestor Yun's old face was full of helplessness: "Fate, it's all fate!"

When all the strongmen were taken away by two good-for-nothing traitors, it knew that its hometown was probably in great trouble.

After much thought, nowhere seemed safe. Surely no one would search under the cesspool, since it was a filthy place.

In the end, he still couldn't escape this calamity.

"Do you have any treasure?" Jiang Qingyue asked. "If you do, I'll make sure you live a more dignified life as a prisoner."

Upon hearing this, Elder Yun asked, "Even prisoners of war receive different treatment?"

"Then I want the highest one. I know a lot of the secrets of the strong, the kind that can't be revealed in the light. Don't mistreat me, and I'll tell you everything."

"At that time, these secrets alone will be enough to extort a large sum of money from those powerful individuals."

"And my two good-for-nothing traitors. Oh, and the defenses in the Fifth District are also quite lax. I'll take you there."

Jiang Qingyue raised an eyebrow: "Old man, you're not being honest. Come on, let me loosen your muscles."

After a brutal massage with thunderous punches, Old Ancestor Yun lay on the ground barely breathing.

Jiang Qingyue was satisfied; this guy was still trying to deceive her.

The leader of the civilian population in the Fifth District is very clever, cautious, and has terrifyingly strong combat power.

How could such a race leave its home base completely undefended?

This old guy is clearly trying to trick her.

It's alright, a beating will make him behave.