The Undying Transmigrator

Book 2: Chapter 23: Gathering of Heroes

Vol 2 Chapter 23: Gathering of Heroes

The next day.

Still bewildered, Feng Chuming transformed into human form and, led by the grand matriarch, arrived at the imperial capital of the Chenyao Dynasty with his clansmen, then stopped at a strange building.

"Good children, please register your identities and special skills. Starting today, you are members of the Chenyao Dynasty."

Was this right? Wasn't the Chenyao Dynasty already in its final years?

Moreover, if he joined the Chenyao Dynasty, how would he save the world and establish a new dynasty with Xuande? Would he need to climb as high as possible within the system and betray them at the critical moment... No!

After a quick wash and change into new clothes, Xuande—whose long-term labor marks remained visible—stood right beside him.

Feng Chuming could even smell several types of ore on Xuande.

He waited quietly in line until the grand matriarch left, then immediately approached. In that dreamlike state of feeling both like their first meeting and as if they'd known each other for ages, he asked: "Hello, Xuande."

"Xuande? Who?" The transmigrator looked at the "beautiful young lady" who had inexplicably approached him, confused. "Did you mistake me for someone else?""My name is Wang Dali... ahem, no, I'm Wang... uh, wait a moment."

Before transmigrating, he was an orphan. The orphanage believed humble names were easier to raise, so they gave him an extremely casual name. But using this old name in another world didn't quite match his new status.

Xuande seemed nice? If it didn't conflict with anyone else's name, he probably would have chosen it. But since it was already taken...

"My name is Wang Yunchang."

Not General Xuande? Feng Chuming couldn't accept it at first, but upon careful thought, indeed this person didn't resemble him.

General Xuande possessed dignified bearing, acted decisively, and carried heroic spirit between his eyebrows—truly one of the foremost heroes during chaotic times. How could he compare to this timid, shrinking person before him?

"Apologies, I mistook you for someone else." Feng Chuming's expression instantly turned cold.

He retreated back among his clansmen and paid no further attention to this stranger.

Moments later, an official who appeared very busy rushed into the room: "Everyone line up properly. It's registration time now. When it's your turn, directly state your name and special skill."

Someone who had been waiting at the front froze, looking at the quickly forming line behind him and the seemingly impatient official ahead, then hurriedly said: "My name is Wei Hongchang, special skill is weapon summoning. For every soldier under my command, I can provide them with a weapon similar to a 'three-eyed cannon' but with higher firing rate and lower power."

Unlimited ammo AK47... if this were a normal ancient era, he would have been ready to enjoy cheat-like living. But after witnessing someone catching bullets bare-handed and swallowing them with their mouth, he had been hoping to land some idle position someday.

The official showed no surprise, calmly stating: "Good, I remember you."

He took out a "Logistics" tag and handed it to Wei Hongchang: "Go to the waiting area. Next."

The white-haired girl declared confidently: "Bailu, martial artist from Taiping Village! I'm an exceptionally young Heavenly Transformation realm expert!"

The Heavenly Transformation realm was absolutely rare in the Chenyao Dynasty. She had been anticipating the official's shocked expression.

But the official remained calm, handing her a "Combat" tag before looking to the next person: "Next."

Damn, wasn't she impressive? And she had believed the Divine Martial Emperor was an remarkable ruler, bringing her villagers to help him. Bailu unhappily accepted the tag.

The grim-faced middle-aged man behind her stepped forward: "Ji Changge, Qilin King lineage, Heavenly Transformation realm."

The official handed over a "Combat/Divination/Management" tag, then calmly said "Next."

Bailu looked at this utterly unremarkable grim-faced middle-aged man and suddenly felt like she had returned to her village.

What kind of "recruitment event" was this? The quality seemed almost too high!

The crowd slowly moved forward, each reporting their names and special skills while receiving tags.

"Wu Santong, reclusive cultivator, Heavenly Transformation realm, once created 'Martial Breakthrough of Ten Directions'."

Teacher/Combat/Research.

"Ge Wen, alchemist, author of 'Hundred Formulas of Pill Refining'. I actually didn't die but successfully created an immortality elixir. Also, may I presumptuously ask about such a marvel as the Divine Martial Emperor's blood..."

"Do well and you'll get some."

Teacher/Alchemy/Research.

"Wen Yuehe, zombie, buried during the Cangming Dynasty era."

The official finally looked up seriously, observing the normally-appearing zombie before him.

"Since you came voluntarily and haven't become infamous through millennia of historical remembrance, we won't pursue matters from thousands of years ago or incidentally eliminate you during the great cleansing. Take your tag and prepare to work."

Combat/Research Subject.

Facing such humiliation, the zombie's fangs extended slightly, then he remembered the invincible Divine Martial Emperor.

As if nothing had happened, he calmly walked toward the waiting area.

"Huang Linger, Demon Emperor."

The cool-faced veiled girl stood before the official, making him frown.

"You're in the wrong place. This is recruitment, not a meeting. The conference room is two li south, clearly marked with signage. And why are you here so early? Did you mistake the time too?"

The Demon Emperor didn't respond. Using calmness to conceal her embarrassment, she quickly left.

The next person stepped forward: "My name is Feng Qiming, phoenix descendant. Also, Mister Registrar, what did you do before? Why were you so rude to Sister Ling'er? The Demon Emperor seems quite formidable."

The official handed over a "Combat/Medical Care" tag while casually answering: "Me? The previous emperor."

Even though Wang Yunchang already knew the Chenyao Dynasty was a formidable opponent with an outrageously powerful emperor boasting 530,000 combat power, and having witnessed countless strong individuals ahead of him, he still couldn't help trembling at these words.

He had originally thought dynasties were all rotten institutions that needed sweeping into history's garbage heap, but this simple yet busy previous emperor... perhaps he had been wrong?

But regardless, he had already chosen to surrender to the dynasty and offer his power.

"Wang Yunchang, my special skill is that with sufficient resources, I can summon armies with extremely high cost-effectiveness. Whether mining, combat, or garrisoning territories—all are possible. The more resources provided, the stronger the military power."

"Additionally, I can directly view various data metrics of any region, suggesting considerable potential in management aspects."

The official's expression shifted several times: "You... ah, truly careless. Revealing such abilities directly would normally warrant execution."

Despite his words, he still provided a "Command/Management" tag.

Feng Chuming looked at this person who possessed Xuande's abilities yet was completely different. Hearing those names so familiar during the chaotic times, his original intention to conceal his abilities changed.

After all, it seemed the world itself had already changed.

"Feng Chuming, phoenix descendant. I possess precognitive potential."

"Yesterday, I awoke startled from a dream and saw the future—a chaotic era without the Divine Martial Emperor."