My Weekly Refreshing Mentor Spirit-Chapter 242 - 228: The Old Demon Emperor’s Otherworldly Farming Plan

Little Dragon Lady tilted her head dumbly, reaching out as if to touch Xue Dili. She seemed to think that the way Xue Dili held her up with both hands was amusing and wanted to reach out and lift him up in return.

But clearly, her arm span was too short, and she floundered for a while like a seal on shore.

Looking at this foolish creature, Xue Dili really found it hard to associate her with the World Consciousness.

So far, he had seen World Consciousnesses that were useless, arrogant, and cold-blooded, but he had never seen one that was foolish, until today.

No, perhaps it's not that the World Consciousness was foolish, but the world's body was still struggling with the Dragon Race, and she was just a part of it. Because of the poor state of the World Consciousness, she hadn't even retained a bit of memory, truly like an eight-month-old child.

And everything she had done so far was entirely like an eight-month-old child.

"Are you here to ask for my help?" Xue Dili asked. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

At that moment, the floundering Little Dragon Lady suddenly went silent. She seemed to realize something, and those golden pupils, like high beams, met Xue Dili's gaze. Xue Dili had to look away from the golden pupils to avoid being dazzled by the high beams.

"It seems true, even if she lost her memory, she still has some instincts... Is she fighting with the Dragon Race, who already controls most of the world's dominion, at the body's level?" Xue Dili had once controlled the world's dominion; he knew the power of local warfare.

On this planet, the Dragon Race, which controlled most of the dominion, was invincible. To defeat them, one either had to gain the same dominion or destroy the entire world with a strike powerful enough to obliterate it from outside the world.

The second method was out of the question, so now there was only one answer...

He immediately took out a message board and told the senior: "Senior, I seem to have found the remnant consciousness of the world, but her state is really too poor. I need some time here to set up a ceremony. If it succeeds, I might be able to connect with the world's origin, and then we'll still have a chance."

Xue Dili immediately picked up Little Dragon Lady and went back inside, instructing the White Crow and Obsidian to let the Old Demon Emperor stabilize the situation.

Clearly, the method he wanted to try still stemmed from Zeus's "Innovation Era."

This was the best way to awaken the world's origin; so far, apart from the native Blue Star Consciousness, he had connected with all other world consciousnesses using this method, except for the Lung Fog Consciousness from the Old Undead World, which had found Xue Dili itself.

Therefore, Xue Dili immediately began to set up the ceremony in large quantities. The ceremony of Genesis was not complicated, but it was also not simple. He needed to set up the pacts with Eden and then try to gradually proceed with the seven-day pact starting from the first day.

And each day's pact must meet the conditions for the ceremony to proceed to the next step.

This is also why he first reached out to his senior Olivia, who had become the second-in-command of the Dragon Race. He needed someone to report the movements of the Dragon Race at all times, to prevent them from rolling up their sleeves and directly coming to block his door as soon as the first day's pact started.

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The next day, more and more refugees and wandering teams came to the camp.

Not just refugees, many people who couldn't survive in the city-states also came here. On this frozen ground, death and infection seemed to become unavoidable disasters. Everyone lived numbly, feeling the suffering this land brought to them.

Until someone suddenly mentioned that the city-states on the wasteland had doctors who could treat radiation sickness for free.

Radiation sickness, known locally as "Polluters," was a despised existence in this world.

On one hand, everyone in this world more or less had tumors, but many people were less polluted, and dragon blood and radiation were not enough to form obvious tumors on them, so they could still live normal lives.

But many people, especially those struggling at the bottom, even putting all their effort into living, couldn't drink filtered, radiation-free water or eat pure food free of dragon blood contamination.

They could only use local ingredients, eating the most primitive dragon blood food and drinking radiation water. As a result, tumors grew particularly fast on them, and these growing tumors gave them power far beyond normal people.

Additionally, Polluters themselves became sources of radiation infection that could infect others, as radiation is something that can hardly be isolated. The only way is to drive them away or even hunt them down.

Therefore, chaos, resistance, and slaughter were also the main themes of this land, the war between ordinary people and Polluters, the struggle of Polluters to survive. Unfortunately, the stronger the power, the more terrifying the side effects that came with it, and the Polluters all failed. The power given by radiation often led to larger infections after just a few uses, resulting in faster death.

Even for the polluted, their corpses after death are gradually consumed by tumors and disappear, seemingly merging into this land.

Like everyone in the Obsidian Camp, they are people expelled from city-states, wandering across the frozen wasteland. If enough people gather, a messenger of the Dragon Race might come to offer a bit of aid, depending on it and harvesting some crops during the few days of summer when the snow melts.

Just struggling to survive on this land, perhaps they no longer have much hope, living one day at a time, and if their descendants are lucky enough not to be heavily polluted, that's the best outcome.

But such a group of people, who can't survive, the lowest of this world, suddenly hear of a free doctor treating tumors in the distant wilderness.

Many start to fear, afraid it might be a means by the city-states to lure them into the wilderness and kill them. But this small desire to survive compels them to go anyway.

So more and more people begin to move in that direction, even if it's just to take a look from afar, even if it's just a one in a thousand or ten thousand chance of hope, and even in the worst-case scenario, it's just a refugee settlement for the polluted, where no one discriminates against them, right?

If viewing from a God's perspective, one would see that the population of several nearby city-states is moving like densely packed ants towards this refugee camp, gathering here in massive numbers.

Even from distant city-states, upon hearing the news, many people are rushing here.

These polluted individuals have physical abilities and strength beyond common understanding, as well as great resistance to nuclear winter, strengths bestowed by Dragon Blood and radiation, which also mark them for death.

On a new day, the Old Demon Emperor surprisingly finds thousands of refugees awaiting him outside the camp, and more people are trying to make their way here.

Perhaps by tonight, nearly ten thousand people will arrive.

These people arrive worn and dusty, but in the peculiar environment of this world, their appearances are not low, even if tumors appear on their faces or exposed areas, they do not affect their overall attractiveness.

This even makes the Old Demon Emperor curious, as his true form is a humanoid combining centipede and lizard features, a slow-evolving race, yet he finds them "beautiful," an unusual feeling.

It's not like a human looking at a kitten or a puppy, more like an orca or dolphin looking at a human.

Perhaps only now does the Old Demon Emperor realize why Xue Dili always said that the evolutionary degree of races in this world is higher than those of Blue Star, as they indeed evolve more towards the image of the "Venerable King," naturally possessing stronger magical talents.

It's just that their magical talents are overshadowed by Dragon Blood and radiation.

This group of people the Old Demon Emperor accepts without exception, after all, he aims to build a millennial empire here, and never thinks there are too few people, only that there is not enough labor force and population.

As for the most crucial grain problem after their arrival? On the very first day, he could grow 8 tons of potatoes, and for water, isn't the endless snow here the best source?

If it's really not enough, he can casually summon countless bread knights and mineral water giant dragons with a wave, enough to feed tens of thousands alone.

"Here, everyone must obey rules, let's set three preliminary rules…" the Old Demon Emperor declared in an open area, raising one hand high, his passionate speech resounding clearly among thousands.

In fact, it's a merit system, where their main merit now is clearing snow and frozen earth, leaving enough land to plant potatoes, and the cleared snow must not be discarded, as it can be melted for irrigation and daily use.

Planting potatoes on frozen earth isn't especially easy, and Siberia's cherry-flavored potatoes have a say in that.

So it's actually a very arduous task, but the Old Demon Emperor gave everyone hope, promising that the top one hundred in merit could have priority in tumor treatment and could even grant this opportunity to their family.

If anyone has special skills in carpentry, blacksmithing, mechanics, agriculture, medicine, evil magic, etc., and gets verified, they would receive special treatment, with the same priority for treatment as the top one hundred.

Likewise, the craftsmen's priority does not affect the top one hundred in merit…

Thus, after the Old Demon Emperor issued one decree after another, everyone eagerly sprang into action, giving two hundred percent of their work enthusiasm.

Houses began rising from the frozen wilderness, land was cultivated, Dragon Blood Potatoes quickly planted on the frozen earth, benefiting from Fertility Magic to grow visibly fast.