Chapter 218 Small Social Ecology
Without thinking too much, Benjamin immediately took out his wizard terminal and started checking his coordinates.
However, when the location information was displayed, Benjamin's brows furrowed even deeper.
The terminal showed that he was still in the Elosia plane.
Not only that, the straight-line distance between him and his Golden Garden was not far, only about 300 kilometers.
When Benjamin applied for land in the main plane of Elosia from the Noren Workshop, he did not dare to ask for too much. After all, land in the main plane is very valuable.
However, considering his potential and the face of his mentor Clark, the area allocated to him by the Nolen Workshop was indeed not small.
In addition to the core Golden Garden area, which he used to build laboratories and resource parks, the vast area with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers around it was also included in his rule.
Its area is almost close to the size of a province in Jemin's previous life.
After taking a look at the straight-line distance between himself and the Golden Garden, Benjamin discovered a fact that made his eyes turn cold instantly - his current location was actually just outside the outermost boundary of the area he controlled.
what does that mean?
This means that his space teleportation was not randomly "interfered" at all, but was precisely "blocked" by an invisible barrier!
He was returning to his "home", but was stopped?!
"Interesting." Benjamin's eyes widened.
There was no intention of being angry, but instead a strong interest rose from the bottom of his heart.
He wanted to see what was happening on his territory!
He put away the terminal, his mental power surged, and he used the flying technique to transform into a stream of light, flying straight towards the Golden Garden at high speed.
However, during the flight, Benjamin soon discovered more surprising scenes.
In his memory, this territory that belonged to him, except for some slaves he arranged to maintain near the Golden Garden, most of the area should be uninhabited primitive mountains and wastelands.
But now, large areas of villages with smoke rising from chimneys appeared in his territory!
The fields are cultivated neatly, and simple dirt roads connect the settlements. You can even see many humans working in the fields!
Most importantly, ever since he entered this area, he's been able to continuously receive a faint, yet endless supply of "mortal energy" from the earth below?!
Thinking of the relevant concepts needed to collect the "Red Dust Qi", Benjamin's eyes narrowed involuntarily.
He immediately realized that something earth-shaking might have happened in his territory during the fifty years he was away.
As he continued to move towards the core area of the Golden Garden, Jemin found that the number of people in each village was increasing.
Later on, those settlements could no longer be called villages. Instead, they would be more appropriately called towns or cities with thousands or even tens of thousands of people!
Then, when Jemin was only a dozen kilometers away from the Golden Garden, he encountered the largest city he had seen since entering the territory.
The city was built on the mountain and even had rough but solid stone walls.
At the same time, Benjamin was also stopped.
"Stop! The area ahead is the territory of Doragon City. According to the laws of His Majesty the King, no one is allowed to fly over the city!"
Looking at the human team in front of him who were riding griffin-like monsters flying in the air and surrounding him, Benjamin's face was full of black question marks.
Leading the group was a male warrior wearing rough iron armor and holding a long sword.
He had a resolute face and alert eyes, and exuded the sturdy aura of a veteran.
Benjamin was even more confused.
He didn't remember adding so many messy requirements to his territory.
What's more, the strength of this team is not bad.
The members of the team are all at the level of first-level creatures, and the leading warrior has a strong aura that is even close to the threshold of second-level creatures.
"Who gave this order?" Benjamin suppressed his surprise and asked calmly.
The warrior captain looked at Benjamin strangely, as if he was surprised that Benjamin didn't know the "King's Law".
However, considering that he vaguely sensed a sense of threat like an abyss from the other party, he knew that the person in front of him should be very powerful.
In order not to create a powerful enemy, he explained carefully: "The one who issued this order is our King of the Kingdom of Doragon, His Majesty Otto the Lion."
He paused, then pointed further in the distance, advising, "Further ahead is the battle zone between our human kingdom and those damned elves and dwarves! Although you are powerful, it's best not to enter the battlefield rashly to avoid misunderstandings."
Elves? Dwarves? King? Battlefield?
After conversing with the captain on the other side and integrating all the information he had seen along the way, Benjamin came to a conclusion that was both absurd and yet incredibly true:
Because he had been away for so long, a small social ecosystem with the concept of a nation had spontaneously formed in his territory?!
This coincides with the conclusion he reached after discovering that the energy of the mortal world could be absorbed here.
But... in just over fifty years, have these people actually forgotten who the real owner of this land is and the truth about their existence?
Jieming glanced at the warrior captain in front of him. The other party had vigorous life energy and was full of vitality.
He couldn't help but shook his head.
"He should be in his thirties... In terms of talent, he's a genius. But, it seems he certainly hasn't experienced the era when I ruled here."
Is this the difference in perspective between higher and lower civilizations?
The concept of time alone is completely different.
For Benjamin, fifty years was just a slightly longer business trip.
But for these mortals whose lifespan is only a hundred years even if they break through to the first level of creatures, fifty years is already two generations, or even three generations!
Jieming then thought of what happened in the Flame Frost Plane before.
To these low-level wizards, many of Augustine's actions seemed inexplicable, but to Viola and other high-level wizards who had already known the truth, they were natural arrangements.
This is indeed a cognitive error caused by the information gap between the two parties.
But on the other hand, the more advanced the creatures are, the more information they obtain, the longer their "lifespan" is, and the greater the gap in their "perspective" with lower creatures.
He was looking down at these "natives" at this moment, wasn't it just like Augustine looked down at them back then?
Seeing that Benjamin suddenly fell into deep thought for unknown reasons, the guards present looked at each other, wondering what this mysterious and powerful man was trying to do.
Just when the leading team leader wanted to say something again, Benjamin suddenly came to his senses.
He looked at the captain and said calmly, "Take me to see your king."
Benjamin also figured it out.
Even though so many years have passed, a large number of those creatures who originally served as his slaves have not died of old age.
The other party’s “king” is most likely such a person.
The leading captain was stunned for a moment, then looked embarrassed. "His Majesty the King is very busy... Your Excellency, I can pass on the message for you, but please wait here for a moment."
But Benjamin had lost his patience.
He ignored the other party's words, and with a flash of his body, he turned into a stream of light and flew towards the most prosperous and magnificent "castle" in the center of the city.
"Stop him!"
When the group of people saw Benjamin like this, they immediately became furious!
In their eyes, this was a blatant provocation to the king's authority!
They all attacked, and magic and arrows intertwined into a big net, trying to keep Jemin.
Just as Ben was about to wave his hand to wipe out these ignorant "ants" and their mounts, he suddenly thought of a problem.
Strictly speaking, these people are also considered one's private property.
Then, he instantly retracted the power that was about to explode, and transformed it into a gentle but irresistible force, which knocked the group of guards and their mounts far away.
They rolled in the air and fell far away into the forest outside the city. They would not die, but they would not be able to get up for a while.
However, what happened in the sky had long attracted the attention of people in the city.
Seeing the two sides fighting, the whole city immediately sounded a shrill alarm!
Then, groups of troops rushed over from all corners of the city.
Looking at these "armies" that couldn't even put together a complete set of armor, were even disheveled, and had a variety of weapons, Benjamin had a strange look on his face.
He didn't even make a move, but with a thought, he released his powerful mental power that was at the limit of a first-level wizard.
Buzz——!
As mental power leveraged the elemental power, an invisible, mountain-like heavy pressure instantly enveloped the entire city!
The soldiers who rushed over, whether they were infantry or cavalry, all felt their legs go weak under this pressure, and fell to their knees in groups, trembling and unable to even lift their heads.
Soon, Benjamin broke into the simple castle without any hindrance.
In the "shabby" hall, he found the "king" sitting on the throne, looking very old, with strength barely reaching the threshold of a second-level creature.
Just as Benjamin expected, he had an impression of this person.
He was one of the slaves with better management skills.
And the so-called "king" obviously has not forgotten the terror of those wizards who even captured the gods more than fifty years ago!
The moment he saw Benjamin's youthful face, which had not changed in fifty years, appear at the door of the hall, his wrinkled face instantly lost all color!
His eyes widened in horror, and a meaningless "ho ho" sound came from his throat, as if someone was strangling him.
His body was shaking violently and he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make any sound because of extreme fear!
He wanted to escape and resist, but in the end, he didn't even dare to resist!
He just slumped on the throne, like a death row prisoner awaiting trial.
(End of this chapter)
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