The Power of Money

And so, time passed day by day.

Life was always calm and uneventful.

There were no disasters, no disputes—only busy, fulfilling work.

It left Lu Yuan somewhat unaccustomed to it.

Perhaps this was what ordinary life on the Pangu Continent was supposed to be like.

The days when a disaster came every few years were gone for good.

Thinking carefully about it, Lu Yuan's experiences during the first half of his life had simply been too thrilling, making disasters on the Pangu Continent seem overly frequent.

But in reality, it did not seem quite that exaggerated. Otherwise, no civilization would ever have developed.

Every now and then, Lu Yuan would look up at the azure sky and "break down" for a while.

Deep in his heart, he still held onto a sliver of hope that he could return to that distant, wonderful homeland...

Perhaps everyone spent their entire life searching for their childhood.

Lu Yuan still wanted to see his parents while he was alive and chat with them about everything that had happened to him.

As for Sky City's ascension plan, that long progress bar had finally... moved a tiny bit? Maybe one percent?

The more than three hundred owners of God's Skills were indeed diligent. They studied while they worked, growing through practice.

All beginnings were difficult. As long as several hundred outstanding talents emerged, the entire civilization would be driven by that small group to make better and faster use of the Green Field Civilization's legacy.

Just like rolling a snowball.

There had to be a small initial push before the snowball could grow larger and larger.

And today was an important part of rolling that snowball—the official opening day of Green Field Supermarket!

"Extra, extra! Green Field Supermarket is holding a grand opening sale! Everything