820. Chapter 820 Lord, shall we go to modern times?
Murong Xitian listened carefully and analyzed.
According to the latest statistics from the Jinxiu Dynasty, the country's population is about eight million. The Genglan Dynasty has about ten million, the Mo Ao Kingdom has six million, and the other countries combined have more than three million.
All of these add up to less than 30 million people. But in Xia Ziluo's era, there were actually 1.3 billion people?
Such a picture suddenly appeared in Murong Xitian's head - there were no mountains, rivers, or houses, and the whole world was full of people. People riding people, ten in a pile... In this situation, one can live for eighty or ninety years.
Shouldn't the bottom one be crushed to death directly and the top one starve to death?
"What are you thinking about?" Xia Ziluo suddenly noticed that Murong Xitian was staring at the soup bowl in his hand, not drinking the soup but looking at it intently.
Murong Xitian suddenly came back to his senses and shook his head: "I'm just curious about your life. Didn't you say that you use the sky as your hut and the earth as your mat? Are you all sleeping in the open?"
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Xia Ziluo didn't say anything for a long time.
Then when she came back to her senses, she hugged her belly and laughed: "Haha, you are so funny. Do you think we are primitive people? The cave people on the top of the mountain still live in caves, let alone the civilized era of the 21st century!"
"So?" Murong Xitian continued to explore with curiosity.
"In this case, let's look at the pictures and talk." Xia Ziluo pushed Murong Xitian away, picked up the brush and sat down to draw pictures.
Murong Xitian stood aside and watched, and he saw tall buildings vividly appearing on the paper, as well as modern overpasses, and then flying cars, trains, buses, and buses... The more he looked, the more shocked and curious he became.
"This is the city where I live. It's just a silhouette." Xia Ziluo pointed to a small building sandwiched in a high-rise building. "I live here. It's a five-story building. I live on the third floor. Behind the building
There is also a lotus pond. Every summer when the lotus blooms, the neighbors gather together to play chess, square dance, or chat and admire the moon."
"No wonder you like lotus. It turns out it's the sustenance of missing your hometown." Murong Xitian's eyes suddenly dimmed, and then he touched Xia Ziluo's head lovingly.
She is far away from her own time and can no longer go home, and he is her only relative in this time.
Murong Xitian felt that he should love her even more so that she would only be happy and happy in the future.
"That's not true, right?" Xia Ziluo smiled sweetly to cover up the feeling of longing in his heart, "Look, this is a skyscraper! It has more than thirty floors, and each floor can accommodate many families, making effective use of land resources. Also
There are planes, trains, buses, etc., which are all tools for carrying people, but they are much faster than horse-drawn carriages, safe and convenient."
Murong Xitian frowned deeply: "My abilities have improved, but I always feel like I'm regressing. Look at this building, it's not as big as my palace. And it looks like a cage, the same as the underground cells set up in the palace.
In this way, everyone lives in one room."
Phew, this statement...
Xia Ziluo wanted to complain, but after thinking about it, he felt that what Murong Xitian said was true.
Even if a skyscraper is three to five hundred square meters in size, how can it be compared to one or two tenths of the palace. Furthermore, the palace has a garden terrace, with flowers, plants and trees everywhere, just like living in a park.
"There is also this car and all, it has speed, but it still feels unsafe?" Murong Xitian's eyebrows raised higher and higher.
