Jia Yushi sighed. Perhaps he had entertained similar ideas when he was young.
But after staying here long enough, people were inevitably influenced by their surroundings and gradually grew numb.
"Several peaks along a mountain road to the west have been anchored by an unknown Demon God. After passing through, you might find a mass of black energy in your belly. It keeps swelling, like a pregnancy."
"In just a month, that black energy will burst out of your body and kill its host."
"We don't know its rules yet... this Demon God's attacks seem to be random."
The two walked forward along the broad road. Cars were scarce, and the few that occasionally passed belonged to Shangbu Civilization personnel.
Most of the natives living here could barely keep themselves fed and clothed. They couldn't actually afford to use the "super-ancient technology" left here.
Fortunately, having enough food and clothing was already a great blessing.
There were also some simple, rudimentary production chains here. The natives mined minerals, grew medicinal herbs, and cut timber to sell to the "super-ancient ruins." After identifying these raw materials, the robots capable of automatically appraising goods would pay out the corresponding currency.
The locals then used this currency to buy food, clothing, pots, bowls, and other everyday supplies from other villages.
Over time, this currency gradually spread beyond the area.
Having a universal equivalent facilitated trade between villages.
Thus, most residents and production chains revolved around the so-called "Ancient Ruins."
"We once considered establishing more cities like Great Mother City. The population would grow."
"But guardians like the Mountain-Bearing Divine Turtle are extremely rare."
"Many Immortals are already mentally unstable. They have little self-control and may already have been assimilated by Demon God power. They can't look after too many people either..." Jia Yushi