I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early-Chapter 513

Chapter 513: Chapter 378: Craftsmanship Burst of Inspiration!

Chapter 513: Chapter 378: Craftsmanship Burst of Inspiration!

No matter what, the disappearance of the Ghost fog disaster is a tremendous cause for celebration.

Lu Yuan strolled along the deserted Green Mountain, enjoying the sunlight filtering through the clouds.

Every alert soldier was immersed in joy; they weren’t idle, but were transplanting the Extraordinary Plants from the Sky Pit and releasing the animals.

After all, always make sure to secure provisions before deploying troops!

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“Giggle?!”

Little Mirage Dragon and Chicken Mother met again, snuggling together affectionately.

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The round eyes of the Chicken Snake looked somewhat perplexed, wondering how just a night’s sleep could lead to such growth?

Indeed, thirty-nine years had passed, and Little Mirage Dragon had also grown quite a bit, with a length of 2 meters and a weight of over a hundred kilograms.

It swayed its tail proudly, showing off its capabilities—it could now fly at the speed of sound!

Chicken Mother looked on with satisfaction, confident that her child could now fend for itself.

“Awoo!” Old Wolf was also eager to try his luck in the Sky Pit, shaking his fluffy tail.

Lu Yuan had originally prohibited it from coming out.

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But on second thought, this creature was now an Extraordinary Life, quite resistant, so he allowed it.

“Ao ao ao!” White-eyed Wolf let out a wicked, reckless sound, powerfully took a dump on the grass, and even barked “Woof woof woof” to call its owner to admire its work.

The longest disaster in Human history was finally coming to an end—how could one not be moved?

Even the animals were ecstatic to the highest degree, rolling around in madness, playfully fighting each other.

“Damn it, now you can’t even take a shit properly, huh.”

Lu Yuan beat up the old dog, cleaned up the dog poop, and took it to Sky City.

The passage of time brought subtle changes to this City.

Even if patrolling teams regularly maintained the equipment here and replenished the nitrogen in the warehouses, many steel creations exposed to the air still rusted.

Under the assault of the Ghost fog, neither animals nor plants could survive for long.

The power of Deformation could ignite the Soul, grant Life Force to life in a short time, and cause cells to proliferate continuously, much like cancer, but in exchange—lifespan became extremely fleeting.

After Deformation, reproductive Ability was lost.

Reproduction is the healthiest symbol of nature.

Only the most outstanding living beings can find mates and reproduce their offspring.

And the creatures after Deformation are considered Monsters, as they lose their reproductive functions, which is not unlike a cycle of natural Law.

Various odd-shaped Plants and fungi lay dry on the roadside, their rotting dark purple spots like late-stage tertiary syphilis.

Truly a mess.

Only the Opium poppy, this “Old Deng,” thrived once again.

Its leaves were lush green, even livelier than before.

“You trickster, really good at acting!

Swallowed a Great Spirit Rhythmer and hit the jackpot, didn’t you?”

Lu Yuan had no doubt that even if Human beings ceased to exist, this Old Deng would manage to survive until the next Epoch with its “playing dead” Ability.

“Hey, Captain Lu, walking the dog?” Guo Weiqiang, the leader of the Engraving project team, ran over to greet him.

“Hey, Old Guo!

Do the City engravings need to be repaired?” Lu Yuan casually greeted back.

“Some need fixing.

That Monster’s spewed slime is corrosive, and they’ve made the walls clean and shiny.”

“That’s a bit of work.”

“Isn’t it?” Guo Weiqiang sighed slightly, and everyone tacitly refrained from bringing up that sorrowful war.

For the vast number of workers, grief brewed in their hearts, but they were also looking forward to the future.

Some had even begun tallying the spoils of war and considering—how to transport that large coral reef.

At this moment, as a leader, it was hard to be of much help.

Lu Yuan silently climbed to the top of the Opium poppy tree, swept away the dust on the tree stump with a broom.

There used to be children’s slides here, but now they were completely rotten.

While a kilometer away, a group of workers was having a conversation.

“This war’s earnings…

actually quite a bit, right?”

“Indeed, the resources in the National Treasury are chaotically stacked.

Sigh, who knows when they will be of use.”

“Should we move the thousand-square-kilometer coral reef and transform it into Sky City?”

“I don’t think it’s necessary.

The life in the coral reef is already dead.

It’s just a big piece of marble with a hollow center, worthless!”

“How can it be worthless?

A thousand square kilometers of coral reef, all ready to go!”

“Cutting out a 50-square-kilometer piece is enough…

anything more is useless!”

Lu Yuan listened to their discussion from afar, a smile appearing on his face.

Turning his head, he saw a stubborn weed sprouting and growing…

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The Sun peeked out from the clouds, its golden radiance scorching the sea surface, the gentle breeze creating ripples.

The light enveloped the City, and life returned once again.

In this vast world, civilizations come and go, stepping onto the stage one after another, dancing with euphoria, each leaving in solitude.

From Meida, to Green Grass, Shali, Mandala, Fire Source, to Nanyu—they no longer existed.

Time is boundless, and if there is a path far enough, one will always be a passing traveler, witnessing death descend like the night and birth shine like the dawn.

Birth and death are indeed the world’s greatest philosophical questions.

History promises nothing to anyone; the Happiness of the present must be forged by oneself.