Chapter 866

Li Fu

"Li Fu..."

Han Dong softly muttered this name, as if to engrave it in his heart.

The Hemp-Clad Youth slowly stood up. At this time, he was still immersed in the shock of seeing [Two Emperors cast their gazes upon you], looking like he was in a daze...

So what Zhu Zhong and Wu Qiong saw, was this?

The Hemp-Clad Youth quickly recovered from his surprise. He already knew that this was inside a certain Divine Dao Ancient Repository, so it didn't seem strange for this kind of miraculous phenomenon to appear... Combined with what Wu Qiong said to him just now about needing to take some initiative, he vaguely guessed something.

In a place they couldn't see, there was a group of "Emperors" watching everything, and only by actively performing could one gain their attention.

This format was very familiar to the Hemp-Clad Youth. When he participated in speech and talent competitions at school, it was a similar mechanism... Attracting the attention of more judges and leaders would allow one to ultimately win the championship.

So after obtaining enough gazes, perhaps one could also obtain opportunities from this Ancient Vault?

The Hemp-Clad Youth was stunned. "For me?"

"I can't stand that Zhu Zhong, relying on his brute strength to treat everyone like servants. It's just a pity I can't beat him." Han Dong pursed his lips, his eyes full of stubbornness,

"But you're different. When I was beaten, only you stood out, and you even managed to scare him away... What does sharing half a flatbread with you count for."

The Hemp-Clad Youth's gaze fell on the half blood-stained flatbread. After a moment of silence, he still took it.

"Thank you."

After Zhu Zhong left, most of the figures also got up and followed him. Although Zhu Zhong was violent, his strength and courage were unquestionable. Following him had the most hope of leaving here, this was something even the Hemp-Clad Youth couldn't deny.

As the crowd walked, the Hemp-Clad Youth looked at the flatbread in his hand, deep in thought...

He didn't eat this flatbread. Instead, he divided it in two again, and handed the unbloodied piece to Ah Qian's hand.

"Brother Xiao Li, you eat it, you're too tired." Although Ah Qian's stomach was rumbling with hunger, she didn't accept it, but spoke firmly, "I'm not hungry at all."

"Be good, I still have half a piece here, it's already enough to eat."

"But..."

"Only when you're full will you have the strength to walk. Otherwise, wouldn't it be more tiring for me to carry you on my back and walk?"

Ah Qian thought about it and realized it was indeed this logic, so she no longer declined the Hemp-Clad Youth, took a big bite of the flatbread, and quickly finished it.

After quietly watching this scene, the Hemp-Clad Youth didn't immediately eat his own piece, but broke it into several pieces again, handing them one by one to the other few youths.

Trailing at the very back, the few youths were suddenly secretly stuffed with a piece of flatbread, their eyes flashing with blankness and pleasant surprise.

"You..."

"I remember you guys, you're also from District 2, right?" The Hemp-Clad Youth spoke calmly. "My name is Li Fu, I'm also from District 2... Since everyone is neighbors, we should look out for each other more.

Maybe, our parents were friends."

Hearing this, the few youths exchanged glances, gratitude emerging in their eyes as they looked at the Hemp-Clad Youth.

In this unfamiliar land of wind and snow, no one knew where there was food and water. Walking all the way here, everyone was already starved of strength, yet the Hemp-Clad Youth was actually willing to share his own food with them. It was truly offering fuel in snowy weather.

Coupled with the blessing of the "neighbor" identity, their favorability towards the Hemp-Clad Youth soared, especially the last sentence "our parents were friends", which undoubtedly provided a huge sense of security to the underage children.

"Thank you Brother Li, thank you Brother Li!" The crowd was endlessly grateful.

"Don't make a sound, just secretly eat what I gave you." The Hemp-Clad Youth glanced at the crowd walking ahead, saying softly, "Be careful of making others jealous."

The crowd was startled, immediately nodding like pounding garlic.

The Hemp-Clad Youth's two sentences made them subconsciously identify them as a group. The more secretly they did things, the more it could enhance cohesion, plus the word "jealous" silently branded the others as suspected "enemies". Their sense of belonging to the Hemp-Clad Youth became increasingly strong.

After doing all this, the Hemp-Clad Youth led Ah Qian and continued forward.

At the same time, the text before his eyes changed again:

[Twelve Emperors express approval of your actions]

As expected...

Faint light flickered in the Hemp-Clad Youth's eyes.

"Just now you were still telling me you're an orphan, and you turn around and say 'our parents might have been friends'?" Wu Qiong's slightly teasing voice came from the side.

"I am indeed an orphan, even my surname and name were casually given by the Dean back then." The Hemp-Clad Youth paused for a moment. "But who can say that my biological parents and their parents definitely weren't friends?"

"Then are you really from District 2? Why haven't I seen you before."

"When I was driven out of the orphanage back then and was begging for food outside, I passed by District 2 and lived on the street there for a few days... That counts as having lived there."

"..." Wu Qiong looked at him deeply for a long time,

"You're a formidable opponent... I kind of regret telling you to be more proactive just now."

"If you hadn't told me, I would have found out sooner or later, but after you said it, the distance between us became one step closer... At least for now, we are allies."

The Hemp-Clad Youth smiled slightly.

Wu Qiong opened her mouth, but didn't know how to respond, and could only nod with a complex expression.

"I just don't know when this snowfield will come to an end." The Hemp-Clad Youth muttered to himself. He looked up at the nothingness above his head. "If they are trying to test us, what's the point of just wandering around in this snowfield?"

"You mean..."

"Fierce fire tests true gold. If this is truly a test, then there must be danger matching the opportunity, right? I don't think letting us freeze to death alive in the wind and snow is a reasonable test."

"Maybe there is danger." Wu Qiong paused for a moment. "It's just that, we haven't discovered it yet."

...

"Just as Hearts speculated just now, this place is the trial ground used to screen out the new [Emperor]."

"The characteristic of an [Emperor] lies in the fact that their own Rank is not fixed. Their upper limit of strength depends entirely on their vassal 'subjects'... The more and stronger the subjects, the stronger the Emperor's power."

"The rules in this Ancient Vault are also like this. As the sayings go, Public Opinion Is a Powerful Force, and Slander Dissolves Bones. Once you get the 'recognition' of other affiliated people, you can to a certain extent let the general trend push you forward... Just like Zhao Kuangyin back then, after others Enrobed in Yellow for him, he was as if aided by gods, ultimately ascending to the imperial throne."

"The change that happened to Hearts just now should be this principle."