Chapter 382 It is tainted with luck!

Lu Yuan still couldn't figure out what this qualitative difference was, and he became extremely anxious.

He could only return his soul to his human body and wander around the Sky City, trying to seek inspiration again - after all, his inspiration this time came from the prosperity and decline of humans, maybe he had missed something? …

As the ghost fog was drained away, the cool sea breeze blew on my face.

The soldiers were cleaning enthusiastically. After 39 years, the rooms of the Sky City were covered with dust. Because of the haste of evacuation, it was impossible for everyone to bring quilts and clothes into the tiankeng, and these things all deteriorated and rotted.

As a result, food, clothing, housing and transportation became a new round of problems. No one knew that a disaster would last for 39 years!

The rat craftsmen emerged from the tiankeng again. They looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and sighed at the impermanence of the world... The human civilization, which was originally quite promising, suffered such a disaster. Will it sink? Or will it make further progress? They can only judge this by seeing it with their own eyes.

"Mr. Rat, did you take refuge in the same way back then?" a human craftsman asked, "After a disaster, hibernate for decades?"

Well, the rat man actually has no memory anymore, so he can only brag: "Don't even mention thirty-nine years, there's even a disaster that lasted three thousand years... Oh, I forgot!"

Now, the fighting spirit of mankind seems to have returned a lot.

The hibernators in the tiankeng are reviving in small batches, starting with the level 4 warriors, with one to two hundred people waking up every day.

It will not be until twenty or thirty years later that it will be the children's turn to wake up.

The main purpose is to prevent the impact of low concentrations of "ghost fog" on young babies. As time goes by, the concentration of "ghost fog" will become lower and lower.

In addition, many of the current consumables are not enough, and we have to produce some first before we can wake up the main force.

With more people, there was naturally a burst of enthusiasm for rebuilding civilization. People began to sow cotton and grow food in full swing, so that they could wear new clothes when the large army woke up.

"Hey, boy, what should we do with those deformed people? Are they still hibernating in the tiankeng?" Shu Gongye caught a soldier and asked casually.

"Professor Lu Tiantian has been working on this... He, they will definitely win!"

"How can anything related to ghosts be so easy?" Shu Gongye's beard twitched. "If it's not possible, what should I do? 180,000 people."

"Our human civilization has a profound foundation and we will definitely be able to overcome the difficulties!" said the young soldier, with a red face.

He seemed to think of his family and his comrades, and clenched his fists: "Even if we can't... we must live well. For their sake, live hard!"

The young soldier carried a large bucket of inorganic salts and went to farm seriously. (Soilless cultivation is popular now)

"It looks like they can make a comeback... That's great." Shu Gongye sighed, "Forget it, let's do some construction for them."

"I feel like I'm bursting with inspiration these days. Maybe participating in labor can spark some inspiration."

These guys had nothing to do, so they helped to carve some carvings, and then they lay on the ground, crossed their legs, and basked in the sun.

There seems to be an inexplicable sense of integration.

They suddenly saw Lu Yuan who was wandering anxiously and greeted him.

"Commander Lu, why are you so sad all the time? You are not even as good as the soldiers under your command." Shu Gongye teased.

"Hello, it's not that I look sad... but when I think about the fact that half of the population still hasn't been rescued, of course I'm worried." Lu Yuan laughed with dark circles under his eyes.

The rats looked at him for a few times and said, "You look like you haven't slept for a month, right?"

"Indeed, it's been 32 days." Lu Yuan nodded, "I have had some good inspiration and have been creating."

"32 days, that's hell." Shu Gongye said casually, "Commander Lu is really worried about human civilization."

Wait...what? A burst of inspiration?! The 31 rat craftsmen all stared with wide eyes, their faces full of envy and jealousy, their tails wagging to the sky.

For a craftsman, nothing else matters, inspiration is what matters!

Didn't they come to human civilization just to pursue that illusory inspiration? "He said he had a burst of inspiration!" Another ratman craftsman, Rat Copper Iron, said loudly, "Could there be inspiration even when civilization is extinct? Is it too late for me to cultivate a civilization now?"

"I'm jealous... I'm jealous..." The craftsman who once burst out with "jealousy" inspiration was whipping his own heart madly, and his rat face turned green.

Lu Yuan didn't expect these guys to react so strongly, and he coughed quickly: "No, no, now humans manage themselves, I just took advantage of a little luck. It's nothing big."

The leading master, Shu Gongye, looked at him strangely: "What kind of inspiration did the commander-in-chief burst out? Top-notch, or average?"

"Can we brothers come and visit for a while? And learn some skills?"

Lu Yuan quickly refused: "In the past few decades, I have been studying the Gear Codex and have made some progress. But the inspiration I have burst out is only low-level inspiration. The 180,000 deformed people have not been rescued yet, which makes me anxious and collapsed... I'm really sorry, it involves civilization secrets. I am developing a weapon that can cause pain to fight against higher-level anomalies."

The inspiration brought by "breakdown artists" is indeed mostly "low-level inspiration" such as pain and sadness.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The rats looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Inferior inspiration" - acceptable.

Since it involves the secrets of civilization, they did not force them to visit.

Shu Gongye kindly reminded: "Master Lu, don't be sad. It's best to combine personal emotions with the 'luck of civilization'... Otherwise, you can only create garbage like the 'jealousy mining robot'. Even if it is legendary, it is still a low-level one."

"How can it be garbage? Just tell me whether you have dug up any mines?" The ratman who created the robot screamed loudly.

"That broken thing of yours has nothing to do with the destiny of civilization. It's just a legend made up of materials. It's really garbage."

The rats started quarreling.

Quarreling is a common part of their lives.

"Wait... Luck." Lu Yuan suddenly raised his head and looked at the sun in the distance, his pupils sparkling, and his tone was filled with excitement, "Luck... I said, something is missing, luck!!!"

"Luck! Hahaha!" Lu Yuan said excitedly, "Did you see that flower?"

"What?"

“It’s tainted with luck!!”

Lu Yuan walked away excitedly.

Only a large group of ratmen craftsmen were left, looking at each other in bewilderment.

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(End of this chapter)