Chapter 1076: Abigail's Natural Call
This is an inaccessible island in the sea. The heavy pollution in the past has made it lose its appeal to people.
Even fishermen rarely rest on this small island.
Although there are good fresh water resources here, serious pollution has made it lose its drinking value.
This is a microcosm of a certain era, and it represents the destruction of marine ecology caused by heavy industrial civilization.
The corrosive and toxic industrial wastewater has left many devastations around the island.
It takes enough time to recover, and that's a long enough time for humans.
It cannot be achieved by one or two generations.
Of course, this is on the premise of natural recovery.
If a large amount of financial and material resources are invested, the recovery cycle will be greatly shortened.
But this is meaningless, because people will not waste too many resources on this unknown desert island.
But recently, the government included it as a military base.
Although we don't know what military significance it has, people still stay away from the island due to relevant news publicity in recent years.
The fishermen who came and went stopped passing here, and only the seabirds were left chirping and looking at the sea.
"Nature is crying..."
Apisila stood on the beach with a sad face, her trouser legs soaked by the sea water.
Even though this place had been pretty much taken care of before they came:
Industrial residues in the surrounding sea areas have been adequately cleaned up.
The related pollution on the island has also been basically eradicated.
The pungent smell that once spread in the air has been fully cleaned up.
Simple but livable enough standard buildings have been built on the island.
The asphalt road and the cobblestone path complement each other, and there are many trees planted around to prevent wind and sand.
There is even a simple fountain in the center of the island.
This small island is large enough for hundreds of people to live on, assuming the relevant infrastructure can keep up.
On the surface, this is a small island full of modern atmosphere.
But as a descendant of the nature god, Episira perceives more than just the material aspect.
She could hear the natural lament coming from all around, which was full of pain and uneasiness.
If those strong-tempered Archdruids were here, they might start an extremely violent war.
But they probably won't have a chance - in the world of Zengers, Ragnarok's destruction of the plane's nature completely angered them.
They naturally know the magnificence of divine power, but their will to protect nature will not stop because of this.
They chose a heroic enough battle, but that still couldn't save everything in Els...
"That is a choice, a stage. It appears with the rise of civilization and will disappear with the development of civilization..."
"There is no need to worry about this. Human beings in this world have already understood how to live in harmony with nature."
At some point, the prophet Terasim, who was transformed into a raven, appeared next to Apisira.
Then, he comforted the sensitive descendant of the god and said.
As a prophet, he will not stop exploring the world.
Although in this plane, the world above is full of dangers and taboos.
But for the more important grassroots civilization, Prophet Terasim is obviously more interested.
It took him less than a day to learn how to operate a computer and search for information on the Internet.
Of course, the main time spent on this was that he wanted to understand the principles.
But it seems that that is somewhat beyond his knowledge...
Even for a legendary prophet, he cannot fully understand the knowledge of another civilization system in such a short period of time.
After all, building a miracle belonging to mankind in a magical desert land is not something that a single life can create.
It is a dream woven by countless basic workers and geniuses, an epic that combines intelligence and hard work!
Just like the green shade that rises in the desert, the miracle of all things does not begin with the extraordinary...
It is created in the ordinary, just like the spring insect that spins silk and spins a cocoon.
In the baptism of struggle against the established trajectory, the sublimation of civilization is achieved!
It is not that Prophet Terasim has not been exposed to such a world, but he has never understood and felt it so deeply.
Friends in that absurd dream often show the same illusion as the dream.
In their romantic consciousness, they could not outline the dust of their civilization for the prophet Terasim.
Only by coming to this world truly and truly as he is now, can he truly understand the wonder of this mortal civilization.
However, Prophet Terasim also knows that we are now at a special stage in the process of civilization.
Ripples have already arisen, and the trend of big waves is inevitable.
The prophet Terasim can see that this plane is full of vitality that is very different from that of Erth.
Underneath the surface that seems to be full of natural filth, there is the steely roar of civilization!
But what happens when it intersects with the power of magic?
Prophet Terasim looked silently at the seawater in front of him, which was surging with deep waves.
Prophet Terasim didn't have much thought about this.
No matter what, this is not a place where they can practice their will...
As a prophet, he naturally knows that every world has its own laws of operation.
Unless you are like that person, you can ignore the restrictions of those "weak" orders.
"Prophet, you don't need to enlighten me - I know the situation we are facing..."
Apicilla said a little tiredly that the world was not so friendly to her.
As a descendant of a god, her sense of nature is too keen.
This is a powerful enough ability, but it is also a shackles to another extent.
She could feel the natural call of this world, but she could never integrate with it.
Perhaps, when the mark of Els on her body completely dissipates, she will be accepted by the world.
Before that, they were still "foreign visitors" to this world.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in Apicilla's mind.
She suddenly came up with an idea:
"Prophet, maybe we can teach them the power of nature - the part that has nothing to do with faith..."
Seeing the frowning look on Prophet Terasim's face, Apisila quickly added.
She certainly knows about faith, the sensitivities in this world.
But facing the current bad state of nature, she hopes to change something...
"I will convey your ideas to them, but before that, you'd better not try..."
After the prophet Terasim pondered for a while, he looked at Apisira seriously and said.
What exactly will the future be like?
Prophet Terasim was slightly confused.
But that confusion is just an accidental wave.
He is a prophet and will surely guide them out of the thick fog...
In a more distant area, relevant personnel of the Plane Protection Association were sitting together with solemn faces...
This chapter has been completed!