It posed no fatal threat, but it could cause hallucinations.
Wasn't that proof that radiation had messed up your brain?
And that wasn't serious?
She looked at Jimò Qiu, feeling a little speechless. She seemed not to criticize him at all, but in fact, she'd criticized everything. Jimò Qiu was honest about it. "You may not know this, but compared with before the Great Calamity, humanity's resistance to radiation has improved beyond measure."
In the early years of the Great Calamity, mutations of every kind had appeared one after another.
No matter what methods they tried to improve their resistance—whether genetic modification or technological means—they were powerless against radiation-induced mutations. In the end, humanity had only managed to preserve a tiny spark of life by taking refuge in the lands blessed by the gods. Those so-called "lands blessed by the gods" had other names, such as "Peach Blossom Spring" and "Eden." The seeds of humanity lived there until the radiation levels outside had fallen to something people could just barely endure.
Of course, by then, they had no choice but to leave. Resources were limited, while the population kept growing; conflict was inevitable. Compared with the harsh environment of that time, the residual radiation in this stone was only enough to give someone a headache and cause hallucinations. It truly wasn't that serious.
It took Shen Tang a while to force out a response. "But this thing's radiation is still way above the limit. It's not good stuff."
"Used properly, it can be useful," Jimò Qiu said.
Shen Tang thought seriously about his suggestion. "...It really could turn waste into treasure. This is probably the most radioactive thing we've encountered so far... If we could purify and grind it up, then add a little something to the enemy's water supply,