As night falls, the ruins that should have been lonely and deserted are now filled with smoke. Countless people are walking through it, busy with their own lives. A few voices of hawking and asking for drinks can be vaguely heard. Everything seems to be thriving.
Even though these people couldn't even afford an electric light, they just gathered together spontaneously after a busy day. In this apocalyptic world, they still seemed extremely civilized.
In the early days of the apocalypse, the continent was crowded and chaotic, and killings were constantly taking place. Even if resources were sufficient, uneven distribution would lead to someone always facing a shortage of resources.
In this era of total collapse of productivity, the same kind is the enemy. Only the dead will not compete with the living for resources. Therefore, the killings continue to repeat themselves again and again until even the crowded city becomes desolate and lonely.
There are enough resources now, but the dead will never come back. Loneliness is fatal to humans who are accustomed to groups, but the fire of civilization has long been extinguished, and people seem to have to get used to tribes composed of dozens of people.
With more than a hundred people, it would be difficult for the tribe to feed its members.
Nowadays, no one is dreaming of pastoral pastoral, and no one wants to be independent from the world and pick chrysanthemums. The reality will prove that the Peach Blossom Land is not beautiful, because there is not enough labor force to engage in handicrafts, and they will soon lose and take away
All the tools turned into a group of ragged savages.
Nowadays, everyone's wishes are very vulgar, so vulgar that in the once prosperous era, they would be manually put on the top and hung up as bitches, but they really just want to find a place with many people, an organization with someone to take care of them, and an organization with people who care about them.
If there is a public order organization, join it.
The life in the Silvis ruins is undoubtedly what they yearn for. In the settlement of more than 3,000 people, everyone has a clear division of labor and strict hierarchy. It is very cruel, very unfree, and very undemocratic, but it is very
It is useful and allows more people to survive, and this is enough. In the cruel apocalypse, all people need is this small sense of security.
It is not an easy task to build a survivor camp from scratch, and Oscar knows this very well. He has gone through difficult pioneering efforts, and has also been ruthlessly betrayed after harvesting the fruits.
The refugees he took in seemed to be grateful, but which one of them outside was not a ruthless person who killed people without blinking an eye? How could he come here alive if he was not a ruthless person? These people are not easy to manage, and are even more troublesome than a group of primitive people.
Fortunately, Oscar was lucky enough to get a portable shield and a fully functional individual mecha, and then he stumbled to where he is today.
Today, the shelter has begun to take shape. Three hundred of the strongest people have formed an expedition team of three, carrying iron cold weapons to search for survivors and collect supplies.
Fifteen hundred people are responsible for reclamation and planting, including young men and women. In the last days, there will be no room for women to be separated from labor.
Silvis Arena is different from ordinary spirit fighting arenas. Its scope covers the entire Silvis Kingdom, with a diameter of nearly a hundred kilometers. The internal arena is also a simulated natural environment. Therefore, the outer wall of the arena is the best
The city walls and the flat arena inside are the best farms.
Relying on the widespread iron farm tools and some less obedient cattle, the farming efficiency is quite good, even much better than before Chengying traveled through time.
This allows the camp to recruit 30% of the people to participate in the development of handicraft industry and camp management, which allows the camp's industrial system to be quickly established.
Smelting, textile and other industries are booming, and technology is also advancing rapidly through exploration. Steel furnaces always explode, and even kill people, but people who are well aware of the benefits of iron are always happy to do it.
At parties at night, people would point at the steel furnace that smokes day and night, and then use wooden sticks to draw filters and pistons on the sand, saying that this is the steam engine they designed and they will definitely build it in the future to replace it.
Those disobedient cows will plow the fields, and they will have beef to eat in the future.
Others didn't laugh, and would even add a few strokes to the scrawled pictures to refute the other person's whims and that they were right.
Even if you only receive basic enlightenment and receive the most basic mathematics, physics and chemistry education, when everyone is like this, it also means unparalleled potential.
Technology continues to accumulate through repeated failures, and materials become abundant through collection. Sooner or later, this camp will usher in a technological explosion, take off in one fell swoop, and emerge from the abyss.
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"How is this person?" Cheng Ying was undoubtedly talking about Oscar.
Rong Nianbing fell into deep thought: "He is very powerful and very lucky. There were several times when his choices were wrong and he would even die, but he survived and went further. He is indeed very lucky."
"How does it compare to you?"
Rong Nianbing compared his own experiences and found that the two seemed to have nothing in common: "It's hard to say, his experiences and mine are very different. As you know, my experience is that of the so-called traditional fantasy protagonist.
Fight monsters and upgrade.”
Cheng Ying narrowed his eyes: "It's not just that, you have to add picking up girls after you upgrade to fight monsters! Do you want me to help you count? The girl who beat you with a kitchen knife, your enemy's proud disciple, the goddess of death who almost killed you
…”
"Stop, stop, stop! Stop talking! Stop talking! I'm a scumbag, the King of the Seas! I can't compare to a lolita control like you. Seriously, how do you know his luck is comparable to mine?"
Cheng Ying was also a bit embarrassed by what he said. How could he be a lolita control? That must not be possible! It’s just that the person he likes happens to be a lolita: “Ahem, logically speaking, his luck is indeed better than
You're almost there. After all, you're not the protagonist. After becoming a god, you're also a god of cook who can't be beaten."
"God of Cookery? Oh oh oh! I remember that person! His cooking is not as good as mine. Every time we have dinner in the God Realm, he asks me not to call him. He often faints in the toilet from crying. It's such a pitiful thing for a child."
Cheng Ying: "..."
"I'm talking about the situation with Tang San around. You also know that the protagonist is a type of person who cannot tolerate two tigers in one mountain. Beings with the same fate will either become the protagonist's old enemy or become the protagonist's younger brother.
As the saying goes, whitening is three points weaker, and blackening is twice as strong. This also corresponds to luck. Being the protagonist's old enemy will not weaken luck, but it will probably not survive. As you, the younger brother, have also seen that it is basically weakened.
Already.
In the original destiny trajectory, Oscar was Tang San's younger brother, and his luck was undoubtedly suppressed. As you can see, now that there is no suppression, he can still turn danger into disaster, turn danger into safety, and build a great foundation.
To be honest, I basically can’t choose a more suitable candidate than him.”