Chen Cang transmigrates to another world, only to find it under invasion from myriad worlds. Demonic beasts run rampant, and everyone lives on borrowed time.
Fortunately, Chen Cang has a sacrificial space that can turn anything offered into source points.
Source points can be used to increase his strength, exchange for food, cultivation techniques, abilities, weapons...
The myriad races and demonic beasts have come at just the right time. He was running short on sacrificial offerings.
From then on, Chen Cang collects so many offerings that his hands go numb.
Chen Cang and his underlings have just taken over a street. At the victory banquet,
after a few rounds of drinks, one underling asks, “Boss, what now... do we stay here and live the good life, or keep expanding?”
As soon as he speaks, the whole table falls silent.
Chen Cang curses inwardly: “I’ve only been feeding you well for a few days, and already you’re trying to sound me out!”
“But if I settle for the status quo and hole up in one corner, will they think I have no ambition and can’t see beyond my nose? Then they’ll all abandon me!”
“That won’t do. How could I let such good workers run off? Who’ll collect offerings for me then!”
So he declares righteously, “Today, we saved the brothers and sisters on one street. But Shenzhou lies in ruin, the myriad races are invading, and demonic beasts rampage. Even more of our brothers and sisters are still suffering...”
Chen Cang and his underlings have just taken another district and are about to rest when one of them rushes over with a report.
“Boss! Boss, something terrible has happened!”
“Someone in the neighboring district has declared himself emperor!”
Chen Cang spits out the tea he just sipped. This time, he is genuinely shocked.
It’s only been a few days! What are you people up to?
“What kind of emperor did he declare himself?”
The underling stammers, “Yan... Yan Emperor!”
Chen Cang: “???”
