Chapter 652: The Relics and Sparks that Appeared Suddenly
Gui Lianzi rubbed his hands, his eyes shining: "I'm serious... Chief, please send some more high-level craftsmen to join the Demon Sect. There shouldn't be many master craftsmen in our tribe now, send them all over!"
"You don't want more Grandmasters?!"
The turtle man No. 1 is named Gui Zheng. He has been managing the Kame civilization for so many years, but he has never seen such a bizarre thing. Can mythical items be mass-produced? What a joke on Pangu! His first reaction was that there was something wrong with the mental state of these two turtles, but after a closer look, they had clear eyes and happy faces, and seemed to have no signs of madness. He murmured in his heart: "Is the new [Yu] really so magical? I don't believe it. These two guys are not fooled?"
There are countless supernatural skills in the world, and the ability to commit fraud naturally exists as well.
So his face became serious: "Think about it carefully, is there such a good thing in the world? If you hand over the precious inheritance to the unsuitable person, you will be the sinner of my Kame civilization!"
These words have a certain accountability nature.
The two turtles looked at each other, bowed and said, "Chief, there are hundreds of watchers in our Wujie. Could it be that all of them have been deceived?"
"Besides...what is left of the inheritance now? There is no money, no fighting power, and even the myth of the [Devil] is lost. All that is left is responsibility."
"As for the shortcut to creating myths that we mentioned, it does exist. But this method also has prerequisites. First, we can only create myths that have appeared in the past and are relatively familiar to us... Second, we have to provide the materials ourselves. We can't find so many rare materials now."
If the natural treasures in the world of Qiankun grow up, they can actually provide a lot of materials.
But it would take too long and they couldn't afford to wait.
Seeing their solemn promises, the clan leader could only suppress his strange premonition for the time being and cleared his throat: "Let's discuss this matter for the time being. I have to meet that person in person."
"Hmm... I've copied the information. What's written on it? I can't keep it secret!"
The old patriarch showed the mithril paper that was densely covered with carvings.
Gui Guzi said solemnly: "Chief, this is the theory created by the new one... It's called "Field Industrialization". He wants to promote this information to the whole world."
"This matter is very serious. If the creator is exposed, the consequences will be too heavy."
"I cannot fully trust even the younger members of the clan. You must control them personally."
“Its function is this…”
Gui Guzi described the specific functions in detail. The old patriarch "Gu Zheng" pondered for a long while before he exhaled a long breath: "Five thousand craftsmen and followers jointly opened up a new road... It has been several epochs, and there has been no new road."
"There is actually such a thing in this era... Why didn't the divination technique predict this person?"
"Patriarch, there are fifty great ways, forty-nine are derived from the heavens, and one is escaped by humans. The others are the sons of Pangu Continent, so it is definitely not that easy to be predicted by divination."
Guiguzi actually knew the reason. Lu Yuan’s luck was so strong that even the world will of Pangu Continent paid a lot of attention to him.
In this case, it cannot be easily detected unless there is face-to-face communication.
"After promoting this information, the wealth of all civilizations will easily double, if not 10 times. Especially... for those weak civilizations, a field can bring about earth-shaking changes."
"I understand the importance of this." The clan leader stroked the mithril paper, "Don't worry, I will take care of it myself. If there is anything else, I will tell you all about it."
"Yes." Gui Guzi said, "Chief, I need 10,000 elite turtles to manage some low-level and medium-level civilizations. I also need a large amount of spiritual energy. The initial plan is 5 million spiritual energy."
Gui Zheng suddenly broke out in a sweat. Good fellow, it's not just Gui Lianzi who's crazy, why are you, the one with thick eyebrows and big eyes, also sick? Although the spiritual charm becomes less and less valuable when it reaches the level of the fifth-level civilization, because the fifth-level civilization can obtain unlimited spiritual charm by imprisoning [ghosts]. On the contrary, extraordinary minerals will become more and more valuable.
But no matter what, five million is still a considerable sum, and it is not something that can be taken out easily.
And ten thousand elite turtles... what's going on? Opening up a new base?
"Yes, the new base... related to the new base of the 10th era..."
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The old patriarch "Gui Zheng" experienced a magical day. First, there was the bad news of "the birth of the ancient tribe", which made him want to kill people with a hydrogen bomb.
As a result, some good news came out of nowhere.
So much so that after hanging up the phone, he couldn't help humming an ancient ballad, and his huge body swayed slightly.
He was naturally very careful in what he did, and he also knew that the younger generations had not experienced the baptism of war and could not be trusted.
I am even more worried that if "field industrialization" is promoted on a large scale, Kamehameha civilization will bear the consequences.
So we found a dozen high-level turtle people who had worked together for many years and discussed these issues together.
“Wa ...
When these old turtles heard that Momen had once again found the awesome [Jade], they screamed loudly and shed tears of excitement! They kept yelling for half an hour before gradually stopping and starting to study "Field Industrialization".
"It is indeed a brand new idea. It changes the idea that 'field is useless' and formalizes and streamlines a complex idealistic phenomenon." These high-level turtles commented, "It is an extremely unique idea!"
"Among them, most field creations require anti-entropy elements, which are not easy for weak civilizations to obtain."
"But there are also a small number of fields, such as the spiritual plant field, which have been studied very thoroughly and can be created by ordinary craftsmen. I think this is the most precious."
“Can you reproduce it?”
"No problem! If you can understand the principle, you can replicate it within a week."
The No. 1 old clan leader, Gui Zheng, said, "Is it feasible for you to split this information... into forging techniques of about level 3 civilization?"
These high-level craftsmen were somewhat embarrassed: "You mean, to forge it into a material produced by a relic in the Eighth Era..."
"Yes, this can reduce a lot of consequences. But it is not conducive to the spread of the founder's name." The old patriarch said, "I have thought about it for a long time and I think it is too early to spread the name now. After all, the current Demon Sect already has 5,000 craftsmen followers. History is not so easy to cover up. There will always be a day when the truth will come out."
"Nowadays, safety is the most important thing."
"After you split them up, find a way to send them to the ruins of a civilization so that weaker civilizations can find them. In this way, the cause and effect will be dispersed."
The old turtles looked at each other and said, "I understand."
"Also, how is the training of the new generation of young people going? I need them to go somewhere... a place with many civilizations."
“They are untested.”
"The old should guide the new and speed up the training. This "field industrialization" must be promoted."
"yes!"
…
Under the deliberate planning of the Kamehameha civilization, the spark began to spread across the Pangu continent.
In a basin in the east of the world, an armored vehicle was speeding on a muddy loess road.
"Report! A relic has appeared out of nowhere! A very small relic, 120 kilometers away from our city!"
This is an industrial civilization in a state of information revolution.
Unlike those civilizations that built cities in the sky, this city chose to take a steady and cautious approach with its mother city as the core and explore in all directions - this choice is actually very normal, as more than 80% of the civilizations on Pangu Continent will choose to settle down.
On this day, after a landslide, a soldier actually discovered ancient relics in the mud and rocks! Soon, after a brief discussion at the City Interior Department, an exploration team set out in a mighty manner.
The ruins were small in scale and looked like a ruined palace with solid carvings engraved on the walls.
"The wall is made of black iron, worth 3-5 spiritual charms!" An appraiser was excited.
After opening the door, one saw all kinds of strange sculptures inside, including humans, lizard people, snake people, turtle people, minotaurs, dwarves, etc., as if all intelligent life forms of various races were contained in this hall.
The sculpture in the center holds a silver-white book covered with intricate carvings.
"Quick, send a glyph expert to take a look! What does it say?"
[I gather the wisdom of all races to create "Field Industrialization" to benefit all races. 】
【I hope that all races can communicate harmoniously, learn from each other’s strengths and make up for each other’s weaknesses, and carry forward this doctrine. 】
[Don't be too greedy and delay your own development. If the epochal disaster comes, it will be too late to regret.]
"Sir, it seems to be the craftsman's legacy of forging..." The members of the exploration team became excited.
As an industrial civilization, they have not explored idealism much, and the result of long-term settlement is naturally the extreme poverty of idealistic resources.
How can I not be excited when such a heritage appears at this moment?
The leading craftsman flipped through the books carefully, unable to suppress the smile on his face.
What a pity, this book seems to be in tatters, and a large pile of pages in the middle look like they were chewed by a dog. In addition to the basic forging knowledge, there are only one and a half fields, one of which is a spiritual plant field, and the other... is incomplete and it is impossible to tell what it is.
But even so, the craftsmen of this civilization definitely reaped a lot of rewards. They worked day and night on research and spent 10 years to create the first "spiritual plant field".
They called this day the "Great Miracle Day"! …
Coincidentally, in the southeast corner of the world, a caravan of turtle people walked into a trading market.
This trading market was built by an interstellar civilization and has been operating for nearly a hundred years.
They sell weapons of mass destruction such as missiles, lasers, and hypersonic aircraft.
Many weak civilizations have gathered around this natural interstellar civilization.
"Aliens? What are they selling?" Seeing Kamehameha's mount [Spirit], the diplomats in the trading market began to discuss.
"They buy and sell everything. It is said that they are a powerful alien race that has lived in Pangu Continent for several epochs. But they are actually most famous for selling blind boxes..." An alien who looked like a mouse explained something while shaking his head. His name was "Know-it-all" and he stayed in this trading market, specializing in selling information.
"It is said that this civilization is good at investing in other civilizations to seek good fortune. But they don't know which civilization has potential, so they just sell blind boxes."
"Blind box?"
Mouse Yiren said with a smile: "Selling blind boxes can reduce the cause and effect, and also make you familiar with others. Why not do it?"
"Blind boxes are divided into three levels: high, medium, and low, and need to be exchanged for civilization points. As for what is inside, they themselves don't know, and some are even dug out from civilization ruins."
"Isn't this... a scam?"
"If you believe it, it exists. If you don't believe it, it doesn't exist. You don't have to buy it. It is said that the superior blind box was dug from the fifth-level civilization... The fifth-level civilization was able to escape from Pangu Continent, so the relics are extremely rare."
When talking about this, everyone was amazed. The remains of the fifth-level civilization were truly fascinating.
Even the owner of the trading market, a natural interstellar civilization, was eager.
The more I know, the more I realize that the water in Pangu Continent is very deep. It is impossible to escape from Pangu Continent by simply developing materialistic technology.
"Sir, how do we choose?" In the conference room, the interstellar civilization couldn't help but start a discussion.
"We can afford 5 Civilization Points for a high-level blind box... More importantly, we need information, the truth about the disaster of the era. So, even if it's just to make a good relationship, we have to buy it regardless of whether we lose money or not."
“Of course, to prevent fraud, we should conduct the blind box opening ceremony in public.”
Half an hour later, under the eager gaze of all civilizations, the blind box was opened.
This is a large safe and the top-level blind box.
There was a book inside - Field Industrialization! The turtles were stunned for a moment, and then they immediately said, "Congratulations, this knowledge is not even known to us in the Kame civilization, I wonder how much it is worth..."
"But our civilization is willing to spend 5 civilization points to buy back this knowledge from childhood, as a guarantee for you. And we will make the knowledge public as a gift to all the civilizations present. What do you think?"
The host of the trading market quickly agreed, thinking it was a good deal as he gained knowledge without spending a penny.
Half a day later, the interstellar trading market was in an uproar! The conference room was packed with people, and the discussion was like a swarm of bees! "Field Industrialization" was actually a top-level inheritance!
What's even more amazing is that this knowledge has been made public! The Turtle Civilization promises that every civilization will benefit from it.
The host kept slapping his head, how could he let the turtles buy back the knowledge? If he had known earlier, he should have kept it for himself!
The blind box of Kamebi became famous because of this and was quickly sold out. The final result was naturally some gains and some losses, some got legendary materials, and some got extraordinary equipment.
But overall, even if there are losses, they are not much.
…
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In a swamp area, a palace suddenly appeared, like a mirage, looming.
Faintly, one could see the gilded characters on the plaque at the top of the palace: [Legendary Masterpiece! Relics! Trade! Civilization Points!]
The palace's keeper is a snake-man of extraordinary strength.
His eyes flashed with coldness, and the look he gave to everyone was full of grim warning.
"Great Chief, this palace suddenly appeared today."
"I swear, it definitely didn't exist last night! This guard is extremely powerful, he is actually a level 19 extraordinary life form."
Level 19...it can't be an anomaly.
The intelligent race that was gathered on the side was also a snake race. The chieftain held a spear in his hand and shouted loudly: "Who are you? Why did you come to our territory?"
The temple guard snorted coldly, and a gray field emanated outwards. The entire swamp shook, and a large amount of bubbles emerged from the ground.
The air around became increasingly colder and even the sun was blocked by the overwhelming field.
As a demon that has survived from ancient times to this day, it is easy for it to control some ordinary people.
This group of snake people had never seen such a large battle before, and they couldn't help but panic, and had the illusion that "my life is over".
At this moment, the temple's guardian spoke: [Following the order of our Lord, restore the glory of the Demon Sect. ]
[You guys, choose the supplies to buy, and then leave! ]
The guard pointed towards the palace, his voice was harsh and cold, as if he hadn't spoken in ten thousand years.
The chief's mood suddenly sank. Oh no, this is a robber! He couldn't help but feel bitter. Their race was weak and it was very difficult for them to survive.
The competition in this swamp is fierce, with dozens of different races alone!
The weak ones will be massacred!
If they were exploited by this palace that appeared out of nowhere again, they would not be able to survive.
[You guys, don't you want to?] The temple guard's eyes glowed red, and his momentum was rising, forcing people's hearts to almost stop.
"Yes, we are!" The chief gritted his teeth and turned his head to the adjutant and ordered, "Just a few of us should go in, so as not to anger it."
"You retreat three miles. If anything happens to us, scatter and flee immediately."
"We can't stay here any longer."
"yes!"
Then, these snake people mustered up the courage to enter the palace...
It took a long time and they came out in a daze!
Unlike when they entered, they were now all beaming with joy, as if crazy! "Quick, trade our treasures, our tribe's rise begins today!"
The chieftain even flattered him: "Sir, our tribe is willing to honor the Demon Sect as our leader... I wonder when we can meet the leader of the Demon Sect?"
The guard snorted coldly, what kind of people are you? You want to join the Demon Sect, and said coldly: [My Lord has mercy on you, so he helps you. ]
[Pick your supplies and get out! ]
etc!
After all, the guardian of the temple was a highly intelligent [Demon]. He rolled his eyes and came up with a good idea: [Call the other races to trade, but you can give a discount...]
"ah?!"
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