The poet was in a low mood as he had just lost the debate. It was obvious that the audience applauded even more enthusiastically when the other party was speaking.

He reviewed his own shortcomings.

"Indeed, for these citizens, solving the inconveniences in their current lives is more intuitive and more important, but in fact our exploration can also solve these problems. It's just that for many people, the initial investment is not acceptable..."

"The plan of the Yelang Guard does sound more reliable, but the resources around Utopia are limited. Even if they can be satisfied temporarily, they will eventually be exhausted and eventually fall into endless internal friction..."

"He is indeed a warrior, very aggressive and full of momentum. I can't gain the upper hand in the debate. Many times, even though what I say makes more sense, I lose in momentum..."

"In a debate, the one who speaks louder doesn't necessarily win, but a louder voice can sound very oppressive..."

He muttered to himself, not noticing that there were two people standing in front of him.

"Hello."

The poet only raised his head abruptly when the other party greeted him.

The two of them were a man and a woman, both good-looking. The poet's first reaction was: Are there such handsome people in the city? Then he stopped.

"Who are you?"

The poet looked at the two men suspiciously. Recently, many strangers had come to Utopia because of the Promised Land, including spies from other city-states. He remained vigilant and was ready to run away at any time.

"We want to find some people. Do you know Frostheart?"

Lu Ban did not try to hide anything, but was frank and asked directly.

"Frostheart... Are you referring to the Lord Frostheart who brought back the news of the Promised Land?"

The poet pondered the name for a moment before it suddenly occurred to him.

"The Promised Land..."

It seems that they regard the experimental area of ​​the old civilization as the promised land of the new civilization.

Today, when the damage caused by insect swarms has been basically eliminated, the resources there can indeed be said to be rich. Even if most of the stored food may have expired and cannot be eaten, there may still be some frozen seeds or animal embryos. Even if there is nothing, there is enough steel to satisfy your hunger.

Not to mention that there is a large amount of data from the old times. Even if there is no electricity, with the efforts of extraordinary people like saints, there will always be a way to extract it.

From this perspective, the name of the Promised Land is indeed worthy of its name.

Compared to the paradise flowing with milk and honey, modern technology is the real milk and honey for people living in the wilderness today.

"Yes, we are Frostheart's friends. We want to find her and provide her with some information about the Promised Land."

Lu Ban said immediately.

His biggest shortcoming in life is honesty.

"You? Lord Frostheart's friends?"

The poet looked at Lu Ban warily.

"Don't try to trick me."

"?"

When Lu Ban saw the other party's performance, a question mark popped up above his head.

"During this period of time, there have been countless people pretending to know Lord Frostheart. Some said they knew Lord Frostheart and could provide the location of the Promised Land. Some said they needed money to explore the Promised Land. You are obviously not locals, so how could you possibly know Lord Frostheart?"

The poet said that these days, the threshold for scammers is too low. If these two people knew Lord Frost Heart, they would have been taken to the academy to enjoy themselves long ago. There would be no need for them to block him on the road.

"You will definitely say that you know additional information about the Promised Land, and then trick me into keeping it all for yourself, and then run away after taking away all my belongings, right?"

He seemed to be well versed in the methods of deception.

"We do have additional intelligence on the Promised Land."

Lu Ban spoke the truth.

"See, I knew you couldn't deceive me!"

Hearing the discussion between the poet and Lu Ban, Feng Yu sighed and then said.

"How about this, you take us to the academy and find Master Frostheart to confront him face to face. That way, if we are impostors, you can arrest us on the spot. If we know each other, then you have done us a favor."

After hearing Feng Yu's words, the poet fell into thought. After a moment, he nodded.

"You make a lot of sense."

The poet replied.

"I will take you to find Lord Frostheart. Don't even think about running away."

Then he led the way.

Lu Ban followed behind him and glanced at Feng Yu.

“That’s amazing.”

“…”

Feng Yu remained silent, looking at Lu Ban as if he was a fool.

Even though a teenager is considered an adult in the wasteland, it seems that the limitations of the human body still exist.

Young teenagers were fooled by just a few words.

The academy is a square building located between the oasis and the pyramid.

Although it is called an academy, the main part is actually a library, and no classes are taught here. Only explorers who go to explore the ruins outside will bring the collected items here for identification, collection, and analysis.

Walking on the road, Lu Ban saw some products left over from modern technology, but most of these products were not used for their original purpose.

The "pot lid" that receives the signal has really become a pot lid, filled with miscellaneous items, car wheels have been installed on the carriage, and tablets and mobile phones have been used as mirrors.

I heard that there are refrigerators and washing machines in the pyramid, which can only be powered by the power of saints.

This is probably a common phenomenon in the wasteland. Although people use high-tech things, they cannot manufacture them.

The purpose of excavating ruins is to restore the previous level of technology.

Along the way, Lu Ban also saw some campaign slogans. Words like "The Quicksand Parliament Makes Utopia Great Again", "Your Loyal Guardian the Yelang Guard", and "You Can Always Trust the Yellow Sand Brotherhood" could be seen everywhere.

Lu Ban also saw the academy’s slogan.

【The future of mankind lies deep in the desert】

How should I put it? It's quite consistent with the pragmatic style of the college.

It's just not very inflammatory.

According to what Lu Ban learned from the candidates on Earth, no matter whether he can do it or not, he must first blow the horns and make promises, and he cannot lose in momentum, so that he can get votes.

As for methods like attacking competitors, secretly tripping them up, and bribing them, I won’t mention them because using them in Utopia will bring divine punishment.

Walking into the academy, Lu Ban saw that a group of people were studying a bicycle carefully, thinking about its operating principles, while another group of people were pondering over an aircraft engine and trying to disassemble its hood.

The three of them soon arrived at the second floor of the academy, where a large number of books were displayed. Lu Ban took a glance and found that most of them were literary and entertainment works, with few involving science and technology.

It seems that the old era has come to an end, people have given up on development and survival, and most of them have become addicted to entertainment.

Between the bookshelves, Lu Ban saw the familiar woman. She was flipping through books with two other women. Noticing the movement here, the woman raised her head.

"The poet... eh? Is that you?"