At this moment.
Guixu.
What was once a battlefield stretching for hundreds of miles had now become a hive of activity.
Void trains, arriving from the interior, transported supporters and staff.
These were all people who wanted to contribute to humanity, and they were now boarding the void trains with great excitement.
Rumble!
Clang!
The void trains landed on the ground.
Click.
The doors of the trains opened.
They had finally set foot on this land stained with the blood of warriors.
At first glance, everyone was stunned into silence.
Ahead lay puddles, which upon closer inspection, were revealed not to be puddles at all, but pools of blood.
The scene was so moving that many wept silently.
At this point, someone shouted, "This land is soaked with the blood of our warriors. Now they lie on the ground, and we stand on the land of their deaths. We must send them home!"
"Let's go. Leave the grief for now. Let's collect their bodies and send them back to their hometowns, so their souls may rest in peace!"
Hearing this, no one spoke, but their tears flowed even more freely.
The person sighed, his heart filled with immense sorrow.
Before coming, they had rejoiced in victory. Now, upon arrival, all joy had vanished, replaced by profound emotion and grief.
Looking at the bodies strewn across the land, they understood how perilous that battle had been. Seeing hills of corpses along the way, they were too choked with emotion to speak.
Thus, they silently, earnestly, and suppressing their discomfort, began the task of sorting the bodies of the warriors.
They lacked experience, but possessed only a devout heart, which guided them as they quietly poured their sweat onto this land.
Void trains continuously flew across the sky.
Volunteer after volunteer emerged from the trains, each carrying out a different mission.
Some were tasked with collecting the remains of warriors, assembling them, then freezing them with ice-based abilities before transporting them back to their hometowns for burial.
Others began collecting the corpses of alien beasts. These were also frozen and placed into specialized carriages for transport back to various corporations.
The bodies of these alien beasts would be sorted and processed into different items.
Their flesh could be used for feed or to extract energy factors for various medicinal concoctions. Their blood could be made into ink for talismans, and their fur, bones, and scales could be fashioned into equipment. No part of an alien beast would go to waste.
Void trains arrived, and then void trains departed, fully laden with goods.
Thousands of void trains bustled in the sky.
Tens of millions of humans toiled on the ground.
This period was destined to be busy, yet no one complained, all willing to contribute their sweat.
At this moment, there was such harmony that people's souls felt cleansed.
Those who passed by could not help but sigh, their eyes welling up with tears.
On the high mountain.
The Elder and others surveyed the bustling crowd below, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.
The Elder sighed, "What were our losses in this battle?"
Wu Qi replied, "We lost eight million people, including thirty-two ninth-tier experts and twelve thousand eighth-tier experts. The number of those below eighth-tier is uncountable. I have compiled more detailed data and sent it to your email."
The Elder nodded, acknowledging Wu Qi's work ethic and capabilities.
However, with so many lives lost, he could not feel anything but sorrow.
This was equivalent to losing half of humanity's high- and mid-tier combat power!
This battle had left both their race and the alien beasts severely wounded.
The Charioteer said, "Alas, what a pity!"
Chi Yu looked at him and asked, "A pity about what?"
"It's a pity the Sword God was injured at the time. If the Sword God had participated in this battle, it would have ended long ago," he said.
Everyone fell silent at his words.
The Sword God had repelled the Claw of the Divine and, after sustaining injuries, went into seclusion to recover. If the Sword God had not been injured, with his strength, perhaps this battle would have concluded much sooner.
"If the Sword God had joined the fight, the outcome of this battle would have been even more unpredictable!" Fu Yaozi said, "Do not forget, the forces of the alien beast race that attacked humanity were merely the tip of the iceberg!"
The Charioteer gasped, "I had forgotten about that. Our victory this time was also due to catching the alien beasts off guard. Otherwise, the outcome would have been uncertain."
Listening to their discussion, the Elder smiled, stroking his graying hair with a hint of melancholy.
He felt his time was drawing short, perhaps only a few years left.
Since he had comprehended the skill "Sky Curtain" in his youth, he had used it no less than ten times, depleting his lifespan by a total of over two hundred years.
With so much of his lifespan gone, how much longer could he live?
He surveyed the surroundings, his gaze lingering on each face for a moment, and sighed.
Let it be, he would take things one step at a time. Even if the situation became chaotic, there was still the Sword God. If he were gone, the Sword God would handle everything.
Thinking of the Sword God, he smiled, as if recalling some pleasant memories.
At this moment, someone came to report.
"Esteemed sirs, the Titan Snake clan, the Tree Demon clan, the Flower Demon clan, the White Spirit clan, and a total of thirty-one races have arrived at our outpost, requesting to sign treaties with our race."
Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.
However, they soon began to smile.
"Haha, these fellows have some foresight. Are they afraid we will attack them?"
"Seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster is the nature of all living beings!"
"Then let them proceed to the main hall. These races have varied forms. Even if allied, they will not be united in spirit. We must still proceed with caution."
"Elder, what should we do?"
All eyes turned to the Elder.
The Elder remained silent for a long time before finally saying, "Let's hear what they have to say first. We will adapt as we go. However, our race is in urgent need of development. We should try not to antagonize them, but we should not be overly cordial either."
"Let's go, let's go and see!"
.........
On the other side.
Lin Yu and Lin Fan emerged from the underground passage.
They walked across the battlefield, gazing at the tragic scene in silent contemplation.
After a long while, Lin Fan said, "Big Brother, look at them transporting away the alien beast corpses. It's such a waste! If they had left them for us, how wonderful that would have been? These are all Flesh and Blood Pills!"
Lin Yu chuckled, "With tens of millions of alien beasts, do you want to exhaust me to death?"
"We have clones to help out anyway."
"You rascal, you can't be lazy. Once you've mastered the pill refinement, you'll go live on stream and sell them for me!"
"Roger that!"
With so many alien beast corpses, Lin Yu naturally wanted his share. He didn't even need to approach the Elder; he simply revealed his identity.
Someone then left a large number of alien beast corpses for him.
After all, Lin Yu's role in this battle had been significant, to some extent determining the outcome.
Currently, he himself was unaware that his reputation was rapidly approaching that of the Grand Councilors.
Some had even begun to see him as the successor to the Sword God, the future demigod of humanity.
Therefore, his request for some alien beast corpses was not a major issue. It was approved immediately after being reported to higher authorities.
Having obtained a large quantity of alien beast corpses, Lin Yu also dispatched his clones to refine pills.
Simultaneously, Lin Fan began his live stream.
As soon as the stream started, countless people poured in, with over a million viewers online instantaneously.
"Finally, Little Brother Lin Fan is online. Hurry and tell us what happened then!"
"Yes, your big brother is truly amazing, he turned the tide of the battle!"
"Ah, Little Brother Lin Fan, what are you doing? Why are there sounds of pill refinement in the background?"
"........."
Lin Fan was very happy to see so many people enter his live stream.
Under the camera, he gave his usual opening remarks before answering everyone's questions.
"Hello everyone, I am your long-awaited Little Brother Lin Fan. After half a month, we meet again. I believe you have all missed me!"
"The deceased are gone, and the living must move on. Let us observe three minutes of silence for the fallen soldiers!"
"Alright, three minutes are up. To reward our loyal customers and to strengthen humanity's foundation and power, my brother Lin Yu and I intend to refine Flesh and Blood Pills!"
"There are a total of three types of Flesh and Blood Pills: tier one, tier two, and tier three. Each tier of Flesh and Blood Pill can only be consumed by awakened individuals with corresponding combat power, and only once. Please do not purchase more than you need."
"Alright, get ready. We will be stocking ten thousand tier one Flesh and Blood Pills shortly, followed by ten thousand tier two Flesh and Blood Pills, and finally, ten thousand tier three Flesh and Blood Pills!"
"Ready!"
"Begin!"