Chapter Four Hundred and Eighty-Fifth: Changing Concepts
A few years later.
In the dark night.
La stood on a hillside outside the city, looking at the city in the distance that could basically be described as pitch black except for some places lit by bonfires, with an indescribable look on his face.
He asked:
"What do you think of the development in recent years?"
Makha on the side thought for a while, then shook his head slightly and said: "It's terrible, but there is nothing we can do."
Terra's current environment cannot be described with just one bad word.
Ninety-nine point nine percent of the entire planet is extremely short of resources.
If their city wants to develop peacefully, it doesn't even have the capital to start.
Simply because there are no minerals in the land and no plants can grow, the farming plan can be sentenced to death.
Take their city as an example. Although its overall strength is considered very good in the surrounding area, it still requires a lot of manpower and material resources to gather the bonfire materials used to light up the sentry every night.
Squeeze it out!
In ancient times, Terra, even if there was a famine, could still eat some Guanyin soil or chew tree bark!
But now on Terra, it is difficult to find some dry grass to eat.
In such an extremely barren state, no matter how much you try to develop, it will ultimately be of no use.
The residents of Terra are all extremely poor now.
A miserable word that needs to be capitalized!
It was precisely because he was aware of these circumstances that La did not show any objection to Malcador's words, but nodded in agreement.
"The situation is indeed very bad. Even if we try our best to mobilize the people's hearts and make them work hard, the final harvest is still not proportional to the effort..."
Having said this, he sighed slowly with a complicated expression:
"It's totally unacceptable to continue like this...
We need more manpower and more resources.
Only by bringing all available things together for better organization and use can we get out of the current predicament...
But now Terra is like a messy and disorderly pile of sand, and its few resources have been divided countless times.
Under the influence of various internal and external factors, internal fighting, disputes, mutant creatures, mutant people... are emerging one after another.
In order to deal with them, after thinking about it for a long time, I found that I really need to make some adjustments to my code of conduct based on the actual situation..."
Listening to the other party's increasingly firm tone, Macado, who didn't pay much attention at first, showed some subconscious hesitation in his expression. Soon, it was replaced by ecstasy! Fastest updated mobile version::
"Have you finally made up your mind to go out into the open?"
A few years ago, Malcador expressed his intention to give way to Ra.
In his opinion, La was far stronger than him in terms of actual individual ability and status.
He is also more qualified to manage this town and then command the entire human civilization.
But Ra was extremely stubborn and wanted to elect other leaders.
In the concept of pulling.
Due to the long lifespan of an immortal, the life of an immortal, including himself, will more or less feel sluggish and rigid, and does not possess the vibrant characteristics of other human beings, and only that kind of thing can
Can stimulate the overall progress of human civilization.
Malcador believes that humanity is now on the verge of destruction.
In the face of the overly huge size of human civilization, ordinary humans simply cannot carry the banner of rise. Only special beings like Ra, who are immortal and whose energy, perseverance, and knowledge far exceed ordinary people, can do so.
Regarding this aspect of their views, it can be said that they are completely opposite types.
The two sides even had some disputes.
Now, seeing that the other party's attitude has finally changed, Machado is extremely happy.
Looking at his happy expression, he remained silent for a while and then replied: "I just suddenly felt that some of my ideas were indeed out of date..."
People must change themselves according to environmental factors.
In the past years, human civilization has also encountered very bad situations.
But Ladu is sure to retain the vitality of human civilization.
Therefore, some of his concepts have gradually become somewhat ingrained over the years.
However, after repeated attempts over the years, he understood that the situation this time was indeed so bad that the old methods would not work.
Even he needs to make corresponding changes.
Looking at the moon not far from Terra, Terra knew that the situation up there might be worse than here, and his task was also particularly heavy.
"My genetic experiment has come to an end. Although there is still some time before the final product, it is no longer a problem to transform ordinary people into usable warriors. I hope that by then, you will teach them
Some basic combat capabilities."
Facing this another surprise, Machado immediately responded: "Yes."
Then, he suggested: "I have an idea.
Now that you have decided to come out in the open, we may be able to build momentum and win people's hearts.
With your power, it shouldn't be a problem."
After thinking for a while, La agreed with this idea:
"Can.
But I have to control the intensity. I hope that ordinary people will treat me as a leader, rather than treating me as a so-called god.
Those feudal and useless things may have some effect in the early stage, but as time goes by, they will basically become something that cannot be removed, which will have a very bad impact on our future development."
Crazy believers can indeed provide extremely high cohesion, but an overly fanatical atmosphere will also block many things, including progress.
Similar things have been proven many times as early as more than 20,000 years ago.
Faced with this rhetoric, Machado also quite agreed.
As a human being in the Golden Age, what he has witnessed and experienced, as well as the education he has received, have also made him quite disdainful of things like gods and religions.
In his opinion, the so-called gods are just that.
At most, they are just relatively powerful life forms.
No matter how strong it is, can it be stronger than a fleet of hundreds of millions?
He had also read the so-called Bible of ancient Terra.
It took seven days for the gods there to create the world.
As for humans in the golden age, just arranging an engineering team would be enough to get things done in a day or two.
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Of course, what Malcador doesn't know now is that the original author of the Bible is standing in front of him now.
She was even extremely satisfied with the disdain he showed.