Next, Luwan showed Chu Mu how a man in power kept a hundred thousand people alive in an age of despair.
It had not rained on Deep Blue Star for two years.
Even though the Governor's Mansion had distributed dew collectors, many people still died of thirst.
Everyone wanted another sip. They fought one another over water, and dew became their primary target.
As a result, every morning brought a few more corpses to the streets.
Luwan had tried sending people out to maintain order at dawn, but those efforts had little effect.
Once the demons in people's hearts were unleashed, they could no longer be restrained.
But what if he fabricated an even more terrifying demon?
If such a being existed, no one would dare steal its dew. They would even have to surrender their dew to it to protect themselves.
Then it could safely collect all the dew and distribute it fairly to everyone.
That way, all the bloodshed caused by dew would disappear!
Luwan had invented just such a demon!
Who could have imagined that the fresh water distributed by the Governor's Mansion every day had all been collected by revenants?
Otherwise, how could distilled seawater alone sustain a hundred thousand mouths?
Ever since the Deep-Sea Revenants appeared, everyone had been collecting dew. That dew took a detour before finding its way back to them.
How many lives had that one detour saved!
After hearing the story, Chu Mu could not help marveling at Luwan's wisdom.
Had his civilization's backwardness not limited his potential, his achievements would never have stopped at being the governor of Garbage City.
Even in Belobog, he could have made something of himself!
"So that missing family is still alive," Chu Mu said.
"Of course. Not only are they alive, they've joined my