Title: Transmigrated as the Foolish Maid: My System Feeds the Empire
Chapter 9: The Goddess of Grain
Every eye in the desolate wasteland turned toward my palanquin. The sheer sight of it—an immaculate, glowing jade carriage held by giant wooden monsters—sent a ripple of shock through the sea of refugees.
"Who dares speak?!" City Lord Pang bellowed, gripping the stone parapet. His eyes bulged as he took in the palanquin, completely ignoring Madam Ye, who was sobbing hysterically in the dirt.
I didn't answer him. I didn't need to.
I stepped off the palanquin, but my bare feet didn't touch the filthy ground. I floated upwards, propelled by the golden imperial Qi swirling around me, until I was suspended fifty feet in the air, right at eye level with the arrogant City Lord.
"You..." Pang stammered, his greasy face turning pale as he felt the suffocating pressure of my aura. "What kind of demon are you?"
"I am the answer to your prayers," I said coldly. "And the architect of your destruction."
I opened the System interface in my mind.
Famine Relief Mode: Activated. Spend 20,000 Shock Points to manifest: The Emperor’s Granary & The Dragon's Spring.
[Processing... Miracle Manifestation Imminent!]
I raised both my hands toward the sky. The golden light exploding from my body turned the overcast, suffocating sky a brilliant, blinding white.
RUMBLE!
The earth shook so violently that several armored soldiers on the wall lost their footing and fell to their deaths. Right in the center of the massive refugee camp, the dry earth violently cracked open.
A geyser of crystal-clear, freezing cold mountain water erupted a hundred feet into the air. It rained down over the dying refugees like a holy baptism.
But I wasn't done.
From the spatial tear in the sky, a literal avalanche of food began to pour down. Not raw grain. Not moldy buns.
Thousands upon thousands of steaming, perfectly cooked, snow-white meat buns. Massive wooden vats of rich, bubbling pork bone broth. Mountains of fresh, roasted sweet potatoes that radiated a heat so comforting it made people weep instantly.
The food piled up into literal hills of salvation across the cracked earth. The aroma of steaming meat, fresh bread, and rich broth hit the camp with the force of a hurricane.
For three seconds, there was absolute, paralyzing silence.
Then, the pandemonium erupted.
"Water! Pure water!" "Meat! It's meat! Oh, Heavens, it's meat!" "The Goddess! She is a Goddess sent from the Heavens!"
Tens of thousands of refugees scrambled to the food and water. They drank until they choked, they shoved steaming buns into their mouths, crying tears of pure, unadulterated joy. Mothers fed broth to dying infants, screaming in relief as color returned to their babies' cheeks.
[DING! MASSIVE MIRACLE DETECTED! Unprecedented Gratitude and Shock! Generating continuous Shock Points... +10,000! +20,000! +50,000!]
My Shock Points counter spun so fast it blurred. I was becoming an absolute god of this world.
Up on the wall, City Lord Pang was hyperventilating. His eyes were bloodshot, practically popping out of his skull as he stared at the mountain of steaming meat buns. He had been eating dried jerky and old chicken for months.
Greed completely overrode his fear.
"Mine!" Pang shrieked, drawing his gilded sword and pointing it at me. "That food belongs to Ironwood City! Shoot her down! Cavalry, open the gates! Slaughter the refugees and seize the food! Every last grain belongs to me!"
The massive iron gates groaned open. Five hundred heavily armored cavalrymen, riding starving but vicious warhorses, charged out with lances lowered, ready to trample the refugees to get to my miraculous feast.
A barrage of heavy crossbow bolts blackened the sky, all aimed directly at my floating body.
Ye Chen screamed from the palanquin. "Princess! Look out!"
I didn't blink. I simply smiled. A terrifying, predatory smile.
"System," I whispered. "Upgrade Dragon Qi to Stage 2."
[DING! 30,000 Shock Points Deducted. Dragon Qi (Stage 2: Earth & Wood Fusion) Unlocked!]
The crossbow bolts struck my golden aura and shattered into harmless splinters. I slowly lowered my hands, pointing them at the charging cavalry.
"You want my food?" I asked, my voice resonating with the fury of the earth itself. "Then let me feed you to the dirt."
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