Chapter 1162: Sovereign
Black Iron Calendar, Year 501.
On White Continent, Laimeng stared enviously at the recruitment poster in his hand.
"Anyone chosen by the Sovereign can serve our company. We provide ecological-zone villas and excellent benefits... What a pity I'm not one of the 'Chosen Ones.' I'm just an ordinary scavenger!"
He raised his head and gazed into the distance.
The endless continent held only black and white, without a trace of life or vitality.
Only in the ecological zone behind him was there a little green, so pleasing to the eye.
Unfortunately, only the upper classes could enjoy such a beautiful sight.
As one of the lowliest scavengers at the bottom of society, all he could do was wander endlessly across Destruction Continent, like a rat, searching the ruins for useful things to trade for clean water and food.
A full hundred years had passed since the last invasion by an Outer God.
But for White Continent, the calamity had only just begun.
Vast stretches of saline-alkali land, soaked by seawater, covered half the continent alone. Agricultural output had plummeted, the harbors had been destroyed, and imports and exports had become a pipe dream.
What followed was the natural progression of things: natural disasters, unrest, war, and death.
Even more tragic, the tsunami raised by the Son of the Deep Sea had not been ordinary seawater. It had carried an extremely subtle force of corruption.
Even after years of reclamation, the saline-alkali land could not return to its former state. Instead, all sorts of bizarre demonic variants had emerged.
The humans on White Continent had been forced into a complete retreat. They could only build towering walls and fortresses around a handful of ecological zones, like the seeds of civilization on some primeval continent.
It was a sad