0558 Chapter Twelve: The Not Eternal Dusk (Section 25)
Zhen Cheng walked through the portal.
To his surprise, there were not tens of thousands of worshipers across the street, but only three women.
A captain whom I had just rescued not long ago, an unknown fair-skinned girl, and an old friend.
The pair of orange eyes that were still as round and bright as an owl between the wrinkles on Navis's face burst into tears involuntarily the first moment he saw Zhen Cheng.
She is very old, but based on pre-apocalyptic standards, her current status is only that of an elderly person that many ordinary people can reach.
But after the end of the world, it is rare to see people who can live to such an old age.
Facing the old woman with tears in her eyes, Zhen Cheng didn't dislike her at all. She walked forward with a smile and embraced her like an old friend she hadn't seen for many years.
"You haven't changed at all." Thinking back to those rare big round eyes, Zhen Cheng actually felt a strange nostalgia for the experience he had experienced more than a month ago.
Navis pushed her away: "Are you sorry?"
Zhen Cheng smiled coquettishly: "Tell me about your situation here."
While Zhen Cheng was chatting, she was observing the surrounding environment. She vaguely felt that Hope Thetis seemed to maintain a cautious attitude towards her arrival.
The captain's unconditional admiration, the saint's vigilance with a hint of hostility, and Navis' completely trusting but dilemma-like attitude seemed to represent three different mainstream positions among the 300,000 people in this underground city.
It is precisely for this reason that the news about the "coming of the savior" has not been widely spread in the underground city.
Navis had been the overlord of one party for most of his life, and of course he knew that Zhen Cheng had seen through the truth of the matter at a glance. He called the saint and the captain together and invited Zhen Cheng and others to have a private meal.
Zhen Cheng agreed.
It was only the time for a meal. She really needed to find out what was going on with Thetis, and she also needed to use the connections of her old friends to understand the world more comprehensively.
As the supreme head of state of Hope Thetis, what Navis knows is not comparable to that of the refugees on the island.
The leaders of the underground city have separate restaurants. For a city with a population of 300,000, this is not too luxurious.
However, there was no dish on the table that Zhen Cheng could name, which surprised her.
There is no animal husbandry or planting in the underground city. Most of the animals and plants on the earth either mutate in the dark or become extinct in the dark.
But the tenacious survivors finally developed a set of methods for safely cooking mutated organisms and a bizarre method of multiplying these raw materials in factories.
The efficiency is high enough to support a population of 300,000 while occasionally lending a helping hand to scattered small human refuges scattered around the world.
"We are trying to re-improve all aspects of human civilization under the new technological system," Navis said:
"Science, military, art, sports... these are not reproductions of old systems, but constant attempts to use new methods to adapt to the world and promote the progress of civilization.
Although it is not as extreme as the ancestor Thetis, we have conducted highly integrated research on occult technology and pre-apocalyptic technology, and have widely used it in various production and life.
There is almost no wind in the world now, and the earth where we live no longer has the sun. The oil and coal in the past have all undergone qualitative changes in the darkness and can no longer be used as energy.
So our civilization today is built on three new energy sources: faith, the energy point of Lamarck's game, and darkness itself,"
The eighty-year-old woman looked like a simple child, looking forward to being praised, which surprised both the saint and the captain:
"Following the guidance of our Lord [The Pure and Good Fool], we are the only force on earth today that exports knowledge, energy, and new art and culture to the world.
Therefore, among all the scattered groups of people, we are the most influential. The Lord has specifically emphasized that this will be very important."
Looking at the evil thing that looked like Quyun Cuisine, Zhen Cheng held his breath, cut off the most common tentacle of the complete, quail-sized three-headed bird on the plate, and stuffed it into his mouth.
It tastes surprisingly delicious.
She nodded and acknowledged whether Navis could understand it or not:
“I can see the irregular avant-garde artistic style of Wanwo Land in your buildings, and I can also see a lot of the elements of sunshine and hope from Senior Ling’er.
This is good and indeed very important.”
Zhen Cheng roughly understands why only Hope Thetis is exporting art and culture.
For Lamarck and the Supreme Holy Inquisition, this planet is just a trap for Quyun, a cage to torture Euripides.
Only Blood Candle Castle, for its own sake, really intends to gain the recognition of this planet, truly dominate it, and develop it into a potential base.
As the base where he will entrust his priesthood, the civilization of this world must be commensurate with his seat in Blood Candle Keep.
As for the Land of Wanwo, as a world created by the previous owner of [The Preface Poet], there is probably nothing more suitable for Zhen Cheng to inherit than the aesthetics there.
All details will become her strength in the future. This is the unique delicacy of Qu Yun's breeding method.
"As for energy... Occult energy is a great direction, it can help you more easily get in touch with the true side of the universe and the higher-level power of this world.
If everything goes well with my operation, then the darkness shrouding the world is destined to dissipate. And I will inherit the status of the [Pure Fool] and become the only god on this planet..."
"Why do you have so much power?" The saint across the dining table finally couldn't help but screamed.
"Saint! Watch your words and deeds! You are facing a true god, and she is on the same side as our Lord!" Navis scolded.
Having experienced the materialistic era before the apocalypse and the supernatural world after the apocalypse at the same time, this wise old woman has a subtle understanding of the world of gods that she has never had the opportunity to truly touch.
The clues with unknown meanings that Zhen Cheng had casually revealed earlier were just to hint at something to her.
Having shared previous experiences together, she knew Navis could understand.
At this moment, Zhen Cheng just smiled at the saint and tilted his head, then continued on by himself: "When the time comes, I'm afraid the power of faith will also be limited.
I'm afraid I will become too busy to provide divine power to an entire civilization that is growing in size.
And by that time, there will no longer be four major forces fighting each other in the world. It will probably become very difficult for the candidates of the Lamarck Game to selflessly contribute their own energy points..."