A post-apocalyptic female soul travels back to the War of Resistance against Japan

Meanwhile, Ye Wuhen and Ye Jinxuan, who were at the inn, decided to revise the content of the flyer after some discussion.

Ye Jinxuan found paper and pen, and drew Ying'er's appearance from memory. He then added a planet name that everyone was familiar with, writing "Planet Hazir" on it. He believed that they would recognize them as soon as they saw the name.

Because they were drawing on the spot with pens, they only managed to draw about fifty pictures that day, but their hands were already sore.

Ye Jinxuan put down his pen and said, "Uncle, this isn't a solution. Should we find someone to draw it for us? It's just the two of us, and we've only drawn a little over fifty pages in a whole day. The efficiency is too low."

After writing the last few words, Ye Wuhen put down his pen, rubbed his wrist, and said with a bitter face, "I miss the printer in the interstellar world."

The two looked at each other, then slumped weakly onto the table. Ye Wuhen suddenly stood up and said through gritted teeth, "No, our initial approach was wrong. The strength of just the two of us is too weak."

Ye Jinxuan's eyes lit up. "Uncle, do you have another way?"

Ye Wuhen pondered for a moment and said, "Before leaving the palace, we had a very noble status. We could issue any order and the people below would do things for us."

Ye Jinxuan asked, puzzled, "Are you going back?"

Ye Wuhen shook his head and mysteriously beckoned to Ye Jinxuan with his finger. Ye Jinxuan leaned closer to Ye Wuhen, and Ye Wuhen whispered a few words in his ear.

Ye Jinxuan's eyes lit up as he listened. "Uncle, you mean..."

Ye Wuhen nodded firmly. "That's right. We need to find a way to create our own power. After all, our original identities are too official, so it's not appropriate for us to do anything secretive. Besides, that's your father's power, not ours at all."

Ye Jinxuan asked, "Then how can we develop our own power more quickly?"

"Let's do it this way for now," Ye Wuhen whispered to Ye Jinxuan, who found it increasingly feasible.

Ye Jinxuan nodded firmly, "Okay, I'll do whatever Uncle says."

The two packed up their things and took all the spoils of the day. Before the curfew was in effect, they decided to go out for a stroll and see if they could run into their target.

Just when they thought they hadn't gained anything today, they saw a few thugs demanding protection money from some vendors.

The two men's eyes lit up when they saw them. They slowly followed behind them and found that apart from collecting protection money, the two men did not bully kind people or respectable women, which satisfied them.

So they temporarily targeted them. The two followed them and collected protection money. When they reached an empty alley, the two deliberately revealed a small flaw so that they would be discovered.

Just as the two turned a corner, they were unsurprisingly surrounded.

There were six people in the group, and they surrounded the two of them tightly in the middle.

One of them, looking rather thuggish, asked, "Hey you two little brats, what are you doing following us? Do you even know what we guys do?"

Ye Jinxuan and Ye Wuhen, however, showed no signs of nervousness. Their calm and collected demeanor only fueled the anger of the others.

"Hey! We've run into two clueless kids. How about we show them what we're capable of!"

Just as they were about to make their move, Ye Jinxuan activated his wood-type supernatural power, and a vine weaved between them, instantly binding them all together.

The thugs' eyes widened in terror at the sight. "Ah! Ah! Ah! ~ Please spare us, gentlemen!"

"We were blind and offended you two young masters. We hope you will forgive us for our ignorance."

Ye Wuhen stepped on the thug who had threatened them earlier and asked, "Do you belong to any gang?"

"Yes, yes!" The person being trampled under Ye Wuhen's feet was named Zhang Liu. He was trembling with fear. This mysterious and unpredictable ability made him even more uncertain and afraid, but he still answered honestly.

Ye Wuhen asked them again, "What's the name of your gang? And who's the leader?"

Zhang Liu didn't want to say it at first, but Ye Wuhen saw through him.

He stretched out his hand, and a cloud of black smoke appeared above his palm. He then threatened, "Behave yourself, or I'll have my little darling eat you all!"

Zhang Liu looked at the wisp of black smoke in the boy's hand, which flickered on and off, and became even more frightened.

He felt that the boy was like a demon, and the smoke in his hand seemed like it could really eat people, which scared him so much that he dared not play any tricks anymore and answered his questions honestly.

"Young master, we are from the Flame Wolf Gang, and our leader is Qiao Yan."

Ye Jinxuan asked, "How many people are there in your gang? Who is the strongest in the gang?"

Zhang Liu said, "Our gang has more than two hundred people. The most powerful one is our leader, Qiao Yan, and the most intelligent one is our second master, Wu Junche."

Ye Jinxuan then asked, "Approximately how many gangs are there underground in Longyuan City? Is your gang the most powerful?"

Zhang Liu said without hesitation, "There are three major gangs in Longyuan City. Besides our Flame Wolf Gang, the other three are the Blood Fiend Gang and the Thunder Eagle Gang."

"It's hard to say who's the most powerful. In short, there are three major gangs in Longyuan City, each standing in a three-way balance of power. None of them are willing to submit to the others, but none of them can do anything about the other."