Lancelot never thought that his long and infinite life might actually be troubled by such a seemingly simple problem.
It is not a terrifying demonic tide, nor alien visitors, nor the disgust of divine messengers, nor the collapse of the world.
Just a spontaneous decrease in population.
What to do?
At this time, one of his thinkers, Geert, who had been reincarnated with him many times, stepped forward.
"Your Majesty, it is actually not difficult to solve this problem, as long as we leave behind some glory."
"Say it."
"Pray to the gods to create an isolated place high in the sky, and then exile some of the population, criminals and blasphemers, without giving them any assistance from the industrial area, and let them become an agricultural society, and they will multiply themselves."
"When one place of isolation is full, create another one."
"In short, let them multiply to the peak of isolation, and we will no longer care about them."
Lancelot suddenly understood, and then wondered: "What if some isolated places disappear on their own under their own management?"
This kind of thing has already happened, and many places that take care of themselves have seen massive population degradation.
Some started with tens of millions, but after fifty years all of them had aged, and after two hundred years there were only tens of thousands left.
"Then let's reproduce again." Haiert said indifferently, as if he was talking about a group of pigs, cattle and sheep instead of people.
Lancelot nodded, this might be the simplest and best way.
Although the reproduction efficiency will be much lower than in the previous refinement, they do not need to invest too much energy.
As for rebellion, who has the power to go against the power of God?
…………
Five hundred years later.
Some isolated place.
"Blow up this hopeless world!"
With the development of hydrogen* technology here, there is no upper limit to fusion weapons.
As long as the charge is sufficient, the reaction can continue.
They created the largest bomb in history, with a yield of over a trillion tons!
Wen Rensheng was a little shocked when he saw it.
He could tell at a glance that the people who made this terrible weapon had their minds controlled by the Black Book.
Otherwise, one person will go crazy, but others still want to live a comfortable life.
Even if this kind of comfort can only last twenty or thirty years, no one is willing to die together right away.
Then the isolated place was blown to pieces.
The rock formations high in the sky were shattered, causing countless casualties.
But the emperor did not panic.
They quickly rebuilt the isolated land and prayed for a miracle so that coal, oil, natural gas, and various mineral resources would no longer appear there.
Without these necessary materials for the development of science and technology, the human science and technology tree cannot be lit.
By relying solely on trees and solar energy, people can only maintain inefficient agricultural production.
The newly isolated land is a green society where animal power, wind power, and water power have been developed to the limit.
In short, there is no industrial pollution.
However, the average life expectancy of people is not high, only 41 years old.
Most modern antibiotics are industrial extracts.
Without industry, there would be no antibiotics. Without antibiotics, people's average life span would be reduced by 20 years.
How many children have fever twice a year?
In the era without penicillin, these two times were the gates of hell, as powerful as the emperor's son, and there was more than half a chance of death.
Not many princes survive to adulthood.
"It's so pitiful." A count felt pity after seeing the situation there.
So he secretly passed on some herbal knowledge to the other party.
It mainly focuses on how to extract modern medicines from herbal medicines through some conventional means, mainly to increase the content of active ingredients and reduce impurities.
These methods were considered miraculous, causing great turmoil in the isolated land.
People began to look for answers and things outside the world.
They dig underground and fly into the sky.
There is no industrialization, but they can still make hot air balloons, just relying on silk and charcoal.
Without industrialization, they could still rely on wood and stone to build inverted pyramid steps leading underground.
Just because of the count's mercy, the entire isolated land collapsed.
The emperor sighed and exiled the count.
Since he created the problem, it is up to the other party to solve it.
After being put into isolation, the Count only lived for a month before he was torn apart by angry people.
Because he had no way to get people out.
"It is better to give us hope and then crush it, than never having it!" This is the cry of those people.
Half a month later, he was resurrected and reappeared in the emperor's palace.
"Do you regret it?" Lancelot asked him funny.
He has long been indifferent to these people and affairs, and has seen through them.
"I have no regrets. After all, the people who received my favor also protected me for a month, but there were too few of them." The earl actually had no resentment.
"Not even before death?"
"Before I died, I hated them for being ignorant and unreasonable. But after I came back to life, I found that there was no reason to blame them. After all, they couldn't help themselves."
"No one is truly free in this world." Lancelot looked up at the sky.
Then he saw a pair of eyes, and then everything went dark.
…………
Wen Rensheng sealed this demon world.
The collector's part is inside.
Although it is not complete, it is still a good start.
But at this moment, the mysterious seed that he had not moved for a long time finally started to move again.
"You have discovered the mysterious sealing technique, and the upper limit of the mystery has been increased, from point to point."
Okay, let’s round it up to an integer.
Wen Rensheng was quite pleased. Although the rise was not much, at least he was making progress.
He opened his mouth and took a deep breath.
Then he spit it out, and his entire body slowly dissipated into the air of the world.
As soon as I got home, I saw Xiao Huan's head popping out of the study.
She was looking around furtively.
"Hey, Lao Wen is not here, and the world at home is mine again!" she shouted loudly.
Then he ran to the kitchen and started cooking by himself.
I made an egg fried rice and after eating, I watched TV.
After watching it for a while, she threw away the remote control: "It's not good, there are no fresh movies!"
Then she ran to the backyard and watched the peach trees ripen.
He stepped forward, picked a peach, and put it in his mouth without washing it.
Eat two bites and throw it away.
"It's not sweet or delicious. I have to find some fairy peaches next time. Yes, is there a world like Journey to the West? I want to go in and eat some fairy peaches."
"I'm not good at hearing about it. I always create some uninteresting worlds."
"I'm not strong enough. I'm afraid you'll die miserably if you go in." Wen Rensheng said angrily.
With a finger, the peaches on the ground grew again and turned into new peach trees.
"No matter, the nature of the world is the same, why did I die miserably?" Xiao Huan said in disbelief.
"Well, let me tell you, that Samsara compound has a passage leading to a world similar to Journey to the West. You will know after you go in and take a look." Wen Rensheng shook his head.
He had been to a fairy-tale world before, but he wasn't very impressed.
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