Li Qi began his journey.
It was somewhat like... everything he had done back in Immortal Heaven.
But in Immortal Heaven, he had manipulated things silently from behind the scenes, just like Heaven's Will in the beginning.
Yet now, Li Qi did it with his own hands.
Seventy-five years.
Following Mo Long's ideas, Li Qi began his work upon the wasteland.
He built shelters, aided survivors, settled food disputes, developed new technologies, and used every possible method to build this civilization.
This was, in truth, very difficult.
If it were told in detail, it would have been an incomparably magnificent adventure. Li Qi could not undo his seal, and in truth, he had not intended to undo it.
He experienced everything from the perspective of a mortal.
He did not deliberately restrict his knowledge or intelligence. In fact, he made full use of them, accomplishing many things this world could not.
Other than sealing his cultivation, he did not deliberately restrain his actions.
During this process, he also came to know many native inhabitants of this world.
One wasteland faction after another emerged, flourished, fractured, and vanished.
Some had once been technology companies. They retained enough technical expertise, even maintaining certain production lines and research capabilities. The one that left the deepest impression on Li Qi was an underground research institute. They possessed a three-hundred-story subterranean laboratory from before civilization's collapse, allowing the institute to survive. Later, they became the undisputed rulers of that region and had always devoted themselves to reviving civilization.
Some were refugee settlements. Some possessed nothing but the fierce courage honed in the wasteland, often becoming the technology companies' thugs and cannon fodder, though they could also gain some technology and supplies that way.
Some were military organizations. Most had been Patrol Officers before the wasteland,