Building a Transfer Station

An hour later, Lin Tuo felt he had severely underestimated the scale of the Great Transfer.

So many lives surged from every corner of the continent—even excluding the tiniest animals, the number was colossal.

Moreover, their departure speeds varied, and some areas were unsuitable for placing paper.

Thus, after a long stretch of busy work, he finally managed to transfer all the lives within his sight to the Western Mountains using this method.

The process wasn't continuous; for instance, after moving a batch, he had to wait for the remaining lives to gather again.

Using these intervals, Lin Tuo also took care of something else.

"How do I clean up nuclear pollution?"

Opening his laptop and connecting to the internet, Lin Tuo tried typing this question into the search engine to look it up.

Right, whether or not the Tako Continent was to be preserved, the radiation contamination had to be dealt with somehow.

The "Annihilation Bomb" was likely different in principle from "Nuclear Weapons," but Lin Tuo didn't know the technical details, and even if he did, he probably wouldn't understand them... So, he had to search for similar terms to find inspiration:

"Methods for cleaning up nuclear pollution: physical methods, chemical methods, electrochemical methods, combined physical-chemical methods, microbial cleanup, incineration, super-compression... soil removal and decontamination, forest restoration..."

Staring at the answers on the computer screen, Lin Tuo fell into a long contemplation.

So... what exactly was this saying?

He couldn't understand it...

Lin Tuo felt a bit helpless. After more searching and reading through the details, it took him a while to roughly grasp the gist.

Right, setting aside the unsuitable ones, the simplest method was to dig out the soil in the sandbox and replace it with fresh soil—essentially transforming the land—which could completely eliminate the pollution in a very short time.

"But then... where do I put the waste I dig out..."

Lin Tuo estimated that with a sandbox this large, even after shrinking the material so many times, it could fill his wheelbarrow several times over.

All of it was contaminated, radioactive material. He couldn't just dig a big hole on Li Mountain and bury it, could he?

Who knew what kind of pollution this was? Would it affect the surrounding environment?

"To be safe... I'll let time wear it down."

After a bit of thought, Lin Tuo closed the laptop and made a decision.

In his view, the safest method was to use time, letting the plants in the sandbox slowly purify the entire sandbox until it was fully restored.

Under normal circumstances, this might take an incredibly long time, but the sandbox came with Time Acceleration, which could solve this problem.

"Right... I'll do it that way, but Time Acceleration is adjusted based on the complexity of the civilization inside the sandbox, and that complexity involves many aspects.

Moving the humans out of the sandbox might not be enough; perhaps I should clear out the buildings and facilities on the wasteland to reduce the complexity..."

"Also, I told them the world was about to be destroyed earlier—I have to follow through on that."

Mulling these thoughts over, Lin Tuo pushed open the door and left. Before long, he returned with two items.

The first was a bucket, already filled with clean water. This was his tool for washing the wasteland and fulfilling his promise of "world destruction."

Of course, it wasn't needed yet, so he set it aside for now.

As for the other item, it was a fish-tank-sized potted plant.

Yes, a potted plant!

This thing wasn't Lin Tuo's; it belonged to his late grandfather. It was a slightly more "advanced" indoor decoration than a regular flowerpot.

It had been left in the courtyard of the Martial Arts Hall for a long time, already somewhat worn and shabby.

But a few days ago, when Lin Tuo was cleaning up, he gave it some maintenance, wiped off the grime, and moved it into his bedroom to use as a flowerpot.

Traditional potted plants generally came in two types: Landscape Bonsai and Tree Bonsai. His was the latter, and the entire pot was quite large.

At the very center grew a plant with a classical, Eastern aesthetic, resembling a pine tree. Lin Tuo couldn't identify it, but he thought it looked quite nice.

"To clean up the wasteland, I first need to move the humans and animals out. Before the New Continent takes shape, I have to give them a temporary place to live—or call it a Transfer Station."

Lin Tuo placed the potted plant on his desk and examined it closely.

He planned to temporarily move the humans and animals from the Western Mountains into this potted plant.

The area of the flowerpot naturally couldn't support an independent ecosystem, but it was more than enough to house them for a short time.

Especially since Lin Tuo could supply them with food, so they wouldn't need much land.

"Right, but it won't do like this for now. The soil particles in the pot are bigger than a person... moving them in rashly wouldn't be suitable. I need to modify the potted plant a bit...

The bottom can stay as is, but at least the surface layer can't be this coarse..."

"How do I modify it? Lay down a layer of paper? Or plastic wrap?" Lin Tuo thought for a moment, then his eyes suddenly lit up:

"Oh, right, I almost forgot—there's still a pile of sand in the backyard."

Not long ago, when Lin Tuo started making Sandbox No. 1, he had used a shovel to clear out the entire Takk Desert and dumped all that sand into the backyard with his wheelbarrow.

Because of the Evolution Sandbox's Rules, once that sand was taken out, it was as fine as dust. Conversely, from the perspective of the humans inside the sandbox, these exceptionally tiny grains of sand were exactly the size of normal gravel.

If used for lining flowerpots, it would be most suitable.

Lin Tuo didn't delay. He immediately went to the backyard and fetched some gravel—most of it had already been blown away by the wind, but fortunately there was enough left over.

Carefully, he removed the top layer of soil from the flowerpot, discarded it, replaced it with sand, and pressed it down firmly. In this way, a patch of land sufficient to accommodate wasteland life was completed.

As for the ornamental tree in the pot, Lin Tuo thought it over and still chose to keep it.

"Hmm... feels like something's missing." Staring at the flowerpot on his desk for a while, Lin Tuo suddenly realized, "Water, food—I can place those, but supplying water isn't so convenient..."

The solution was also simple.

Lin Tuo simply dug a small pit in the flowerpot, under the tree, then grabbed a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap, placed it in the pit, and buried the edges.

Afterward, he tried filling the bottle cap with clean water. Considering the number of animals he needed to transfer, he set out a few more bottle caps.

"This should be enough..."

Once all this was done, Lin Tuo let out a satisfied breath. Only then did he turn his head and transfer the remaining migrating groups in the sandbox to the Western Mountain Range.

When no more migrating groups remained in his field of vision, Lin Tuo looked toward the Western Mountain Range. He saw that the peaks, once covered in pristine white snow, were now blanketed with humans and beasts.

The hypnosis effect had not yet worn off, so even though they gathered together, there was no slaughter.

Because of their sheer numbers, the body heat radiating from them had actually changed the local temperature. Much of the snow had melted, and it was no longer so cold.

Looking closely, the Evolvers of "Blaze," "Mountain Range," and "Floating Apocalypse" had even taken the initiative to organize the refugees into clusters, separating them from the Mutant Beasts and occupying several mountain peaks.

Waiting for the "Heavenly God's" subsequent guidance.

So many lives gathered in one place, the noise they made rose into the sky, impossible even for Lin Tuo to ignore.

"It looks like the next step can proceed." Lin Tuo surveyed the continent, took a deep breath, and finally picked up the bucket on the ground, attempting to pour most of the clean water into the sandbox.

This land was too heavily polluted; it needed a thorough washing.

And so, at that very moment, the humans and birds and beasts in the Western Mountain Range suddenly sensed an indescribable pressure.

They only saw the eastern sky abruptly darken, clouds churning and rolling.

Then, it was as if a hole had been torn in the sky. An endless "rain" poured down, like the Heavenly River descending upon the world, crashing onto the earth with a roar that made the entire continent tremble faintly.

The once-noisy mountain peaks fell silent in an instant.

All living creatures turned in unison to look eastward.

"Is our world... really about to be destroyed?"

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