Chapter 662 - My Doomsday Territory

**My Apocalyptic Territory - Chapter 662: A Long-Awaited Festival** Everyone perked up their ears to listen as the scarred young man lowered his voice. "Well, there are three prisons in Luyin City. Two of them hold ordinary criminals. Those with minor offenses can leave once their companions pay a fine. Those with more serious charges are transferred to various mining sites when enough of them are gathered." He paused for a moment. "Only the third prison holds important prisoners. From what I've gathered, it seems that once someone enters that prison, they never come out." "You didn't get exposed, did you?" The bald middle-aged man eyed him intently. "No, I disguised myself well, and many people are curious about that prison, so my actions didn't stand out." "In any case, we must be extremely cautious with every move. Countless spies have fallen into Luyin City's hands. Its cutting-edge magic, rune technology, and array techniques are beyond our imagination." The mission of the bald man's action team was to rescue a significant member of their organization held in Luyin prison. Of course, the bald man would rather show his middle finger to the high-ups who assigned this task. Breaking into Luyin City’s prison? He wasn't that foolish. Even the alien races couldn't manage that feat. Despite their advantages, the bald man wasn't looking for death. He decided to take a step back and planned to kill the imprisoned key member instead. "Boss, when do we act?" "Don't rush. First, connect with our people infiltrated in Luyin City and smooth out relations. It's best if we can find an official way. And Wang Er, he should be caught and in the prison by now. Let's see if he can locate where they're holding our leader." The organization's leader held a crucial coordinate known to only a few. Although his power was at the peak of awakening, which didn’t differ much in Luyin's eyes from the first stage of awakening, "buying" him out would be ideal. "If it truly comes down to action, let's time it around the Spring Festival. Chinese people place great importance on the Spring Festival. This one is especially significant as it's the first after the apocalypse..." The bald man opened his notebook, where he recorded points to remember during his infiltration. [1. Absolutely no impulsiveness.] [2. Do not use extraordinary means like magic to change appearance for infiltration; stick to primitive options like makeup or potentially even disguise surgery.] [3. There may be bloodline detection in Luyin City. Infiltrators must be full-blooded humans, preferably Chinese.] [4. Avoid the use of force unless absolutely necessary.] [5. Only awakening-level individuals can infiltrate Luyin City. Those in the transcendent realm are too conspicuous... even hiding one’s aura is ineffective (as known, several transcendent warriors have made bleeding reminders of this).] [6. Access cards are aura-bound, so stealing one will expose us... unless we have a secret to simulate an aura.] [7. Carry tools with interference abilities during actions. They must be passive effects.] He pondered for a while before adding: [8. Bribe Luyin officials, especially grassroots personnel (relatively easier). It's the only method to dismantle this colossal entity from within.] ... Since the establishment of Luyin City, it has been the center of the world. Luyin City is constantly expanding, with districts like the core area, old town, outer city, commercial zone, and educational zone rapidly constructed with the help of architectural magic. Projects for residential areas — phases one, two, three, and four — are spaced merely ten days to half a month apart. While combat professions dominate among the awakened, non-combat roles are also plentiful. Today’s productivity has far surpassed pre-apocalypse levels. This has been Tang Yu's vision all along. Though the defeat of the Calamity God may have been due to its bad luck, the chaos in the Talin Kingdom and the severe decline in productivity show that so-called "godly kingdoms" are not formidable. Without progress and fresh ideas, they stagnate. A wealthy economy is needed for a prosperous military; cultivation and improvement undeniably require vast resources. Currently, awakened individuals hunt demonized beasts and procure resources in the wild, achieving a measure of self-sufficiency. However, as humans gain the upper hand, combat awakened individuals become a "burden," similar to a nation sustaining an army that takes up half the population — an unsustainable imbalance. Nonetheless, awakened ones hold prestigious positions above ordinary people. Tang Yu had no intentions of changing this perception — as he himself benefited from it. He did plan, however, to develop other life professions based on the foundation of "might is right." On the Aino continent, there are professions like runemasters, alchemists, array masters, and blacksmiths, yet they are scarce... and mostly noble professions, even rarer than combat roles. Instead, Luyin has established standards for apprentice runemasters, alchemists, etc., offering streamlined processes that lower entry barriers for life professions, guiding awakening individuals with average aptitude into these fields. Additionally, earth-element ability users can learn architectural magic and double as civil engineers; Wood-element users study cultivation magic and agriculture sciences; Fire-element users can refine products to standards unattainable by machines; Water-element users can engage in aquaculture; Awakening individuals who are just physically strong can participate in construction work, earning as much as ten thousand a month. Various professions are flourishing, propelling Luyin to the forefront of the world, both in terms of power and prosperity. These days, Luyin City is basked in a festive atmosphere. It's decorated everywhere, and shopfronts along the streets are already adorned with couplets. Yes, the Spring Festival is fast approaching! This marks the third year since the apocalypse began. During the first year’s Spring Festival, Luyin was merely a mid-sized sanctuary, with humanity still on the brink of survival, existing day-to-day, generally unconcerned about holidays. By the second year, while Luyin City had been established, humanity still faced threats from alien races, teetering at the edge of extinction. The priority was war readiness. Only in the third year could humanity finally breathe a sigh of relief. Tang Yu is well aware that the demon race is still a sword hanging over their heads, the Sword of Damocles, not something that can be resolved shortly — perhaps it will take hundreds, thousands of years, or a lifetime of struggle. Humans can’t be perpetually tense; an appropriate festive atmosphere aids in strengthening the unity among the territory's populace. Tang Yu himself refrained from retreating into seclusion for once, assigning training tasks to his avatars and stepping out of his castle. He encountered Yilian, bustling past him. As the logistics minister, most of her work had already been delegated to a few deputy ministers, but these days she remained quite busy... Tang Yu chose not to dissuade her, seeing the joy she found in her work. "Lord, what activities should we plan for the Spring Festival? I heard there used to be something called the 'Spring Festival Gala.' Should we have one too?" Ah, the Spring Festival Gala. Tang Yu pondered for a bit. "Let’s skip that. It doesn’t quite match the times." She visibly deflated. She had been really looking forward to the gala, having never even been to a noble banquet, let alone something as lively as the gala, which from videos, seemed quite entertaining. She had even prepared several performances... "But we can have other events," Tang Yu said. "We can design some entertainment shows, performances, or competitions involving the modern-day awakened." "Let’s avoid anything violent; it doesn’t quite fit the festive spirit. We could host other types of competitions, perhaps..." He thought for a few seconds. "Maybe a flying sword race or a dodgeball game..." Yilian perked up with interest, discussing options that could both showcase sportsmanship and entertain the audience. "I want to join the Illusion Performance Competition, squeak!" A bamboo rat suddenly popped out. Tang Yu pressed it back down, pointing to the rules he had just written. "No transcendent levels allowed... you can be a judge." 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