Chapter 42: The Miraculous Use of the Fate Seal!

"Acquired [Captain Seal]. Do you wish to equip it?"

As the fate seal appeared, another prompt surfaced.

"Equip," Zhao Feng ordered without hesitation.

The next moment, the fate seal before his eyes transformed into a beam of light, shooting toward his body and vanishing in an instant.

"Successfully equipped the seal, unlocking its passive attributes."

[Captain Seal]: Governs a contingent of 5,000 soldiers. When the host leads the charge, it boosts the morale of subordinates by 10% and their combat effectiveness by 10%. Additionally, when the host leads subordinates to recover and bury the fallen, 10% of the attributes from all interred soldiers can be acquired.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Feng was stunned.

"This seal's attributes are insane!"

"Leading thousands of subordinates to bury the dead? Even with only 10% of the attributes collected, that's far more efficient than doing it alone."

"Not to mention the combat and morale bonuses! Though only 10%, it can be decisive in critical moments."

"The Captain Seal is amazing."

Examining the seal's attributes, a smile crept across Zhao Feng's face.

Initially, he hadn't been sure of its purpose, but now it was clear that it would be immensely beneficial.

"Open the status panel," Zhao Feng commanded.

Age: 16

Strength: 999 (The higher the strength, the greater the explosive force.)

Speed: 656 (The higher the number, the faster the speed.)

Constitution: 658 (The stronger the constitution, the faster recovery and greater endurance.)

Spirit: 655 (The stronger the spirit, the clearer the mind and the greater the ability to sense the flow of energy when it reaches a certain level.)

Lifespan: 86 years and 305 days

Personal Space: 6 cubic meters

Cultivation Technique: Dragon Elephant Art

Martial Skills: Dragon-Subduing Palm, Explosive Fist... (At beginner level, capable of unleashing twice the strength of the user's punch.)

"All attributes are nearing 700 almost there," Zhao Feng said with a look of anticipation.

In Han's capital, Xinzheng.

The atmosphere in the grand hall was heavy.

King Han sat on the throne, flanked by his chancellor, Zhang Ping, the minister of military affairs, and a renowned figure of Han with great influence, Prince Han Fei.

"Your Majesty," Zhang Ping began gravely, "the evacuations have been completed. Our people have been scattered across various nations, with the majority seeking refuge in Chu."

"Our Grand General has perished. His final stratagem ultimately failed," King Han sighed deeply, his tone filled with helplessness.

"Strategically speaking, the Grand General was close to success," Zhang Ping lamented.

"If only he had cut off the Qin army's supply lines, our kingdom could have held out until reinforcements arrived. Now, we can only rely on holding our position."

"King Zhao and King Wei have agreed to dispatch reinforcements, but it will take time for their armies to mobilize. If Xinzheng can hold, we have a chance."

Zhao Feng, now imbued with Captain Seal's power, pondered his next steps. Strengthening his position within the Qin army was no longer just about survival it was about seizing opportunities in the chaos of war to carve a path to greatness.