I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

The two watched the thing move slowly, and then went away, silent.

"what is this?"

Frost Heart asked, she had never seen this kind of thing before, it was neither like a bug nor a creature, but more like some kind of machinery.

"You do not know?"

Lu Jian asked subconsciously.

Since Shuang Xin has read the materials before the destruction, she should be able to think of things like sweeping robots, so why is she so dazed?

Or did she not mention such details in the materials she read?

Thinking of this, Lu Jian opened his mouth to explain.

"This is some kind of mechanical, automatic man-made object, usually used for cleaning."

He wasn't sure how far Frost Heart's understanding of robots had come, so he answered in as easy and understandable a way as possible.

"Man-made, are there other people living here?"

Shuang Xin's eyes suddenly lit up.

Lu Jian wasn't sure if there was anyone else here, he thought about it, and came to another sweeping robot.

The sweeping robot recognized a foreign object and stopped.

After a while, it bypassed the land trip and continued to move forward.

"It's quite advanced."

Lu Jian felt that the technological level before the destruction of this world was probably a little bit higher than the world he was in.

When he and Shuang Xin walked into the office hall, they saw a large table in the center of the hall. On the table was a set of miniature models, and the style of the model was consistent with the ruins.

Lu Jian saw the text on one side of the model, which was exposed due to frequent cleaning.

"...Future City Sales Department?"

Frost Heart read out these words.

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===488. So you understand well===

Sales department.

Seeing these, Lu Jian subconsciously twitched his lips.

The concept of buying and selling houses, commercial housing and the like certainly does not exist in the wasteland now.

This sales department is undoubtedly left over from the past.

If we knew the current situation, the slogan of the sales department could probably become something like "Even if the world is destroyed, the building will still be intact", which is absolutely true.

"It's probably a residential area and the houses are for sale."

Lu Jian explained.

"Sell? Can the house be sold too?"

Frostheart looked a little curious.

"Aren't our houses directly allocated by the consuls?"

"Yeah, people used to buy it. Uh, I read some materials about people's livelihood in the past. At that time, they had to buy everything, even houses."

Lu Bian explained.

The wasteland has a small population and has special abilities, so the land has become the least valuable thing. The consuls of the city-state can distribute it according to their needs. Families with a large number of people live in big houses, and families with few people live in small houses. It's fun, and there must be no problems with household registration and school district housing.

"Then who will give the money to buy the house? Doesn't the land belong to everyone?"

Shuang Xin frowned, feeling something was wrong.

"this one"

Lu Jian felt unable to elaborate.

The times are different, and the values ​​must be different.

"In short, the world used to be like this. Many people have to spend their life savings for a house, and they are still paying back the money before they die."

Lu Jian's words shocked Shuangxin for 100 years.

"Still paying back the money before you die? The world before was really terrible."

Frost Heart sighed.

"In the city-state, owing money is a very despised behavior, because it means that you can't control your own wealth, resulting in a deficit. I can't imagine owed so much money."

Lu Juan thought for a while, but he didn't continue to tell Shuang Xin that the house, which would cost him a lifetime of money, had a lifespan of only 50 years.

Going on, probably Frost Heart would only be left with fear of the world before it was destroyed.

Lu Yi took a look here, there are some brochures in the sales hall.

These papers have been placed for many years, and some printing colors have faded, but some characters can be vaguely distinguished.

Lu Jian was a little lucky when he saw these words, but fortunately he didn't know the words on it.

Otherwise, doesn't this mean that the wasteland is the future of the world he is familiar with.

Through the translation of the quiet place, Lu Jian was able to see the above text clearly.

"The king of Yangjinglou has made his debut, and the future city welcomes all owners."

"The most extreme service, the most futuristic community."

"A light luxury residence under the grand plan of the metaverse."

"Owning a house in the future city, you seize the future."

"Public garden, natural space, you deserve it."

Words like this stir up people's hearts, as if buying this house can reap a happy life.

Perhaps in that era, the house was indeed the whole meaning of a person's life.

However, compared to those sales offices or real estate projects that Lu Jian saw, this place is obviously much more high-tech.

Lu Jian saw in the brochure that those windows-less houses actually used the most advanced technology to adjust sunlight and ventilation in a timely manner to bring the most natural and comfortable environment, and those sweeping robots were also fully automatic.

These houses all utilize the latest technology, and almost all of them are connected to the Internet, which seems to be quite developed.

Shuang Xin was taken aback for a while.

"It's so advanced?"

As a researcher, Shuang Xin was naturally very curious when she saw these things that she had never touched before.

She accepted a brochure, picked up the poster on the side and read it carefully, greedily absorbing all the information.

"Here are the newspapers."

Lu Jian didn't know whether it was because of the dry and cool environment or the cleaning of those sweeping robots. The newspapers in the cupboard were unexpectedly not corroded too badly.

He thought for a while, picked up the silver pen made of [last words], wrote the word [non-destructive] on these newspapers, and flipped through them.

This destroyed world is indeed different from the world that Lu Jian lived in.

Its technology is obviously more developed, and the degree of urbanization is higher. Forests, mountains, lakes, and oceans are all private property, and you need to pay a certain fee to enjoy them. It is precisely because of this that this completely enclosed house is sought after.

Anyway, those beautiful natural scenery do not belong to me, so I just immerse myself in my own small room.

It is estimated that if the world develops for a while, it will become cyberpunk.

"Maybe it's just a ruin here, because it's so clean because of the existence of robots."

Lu Jian glanced at it, but found no trace of the swarm.

He and Shuang Xin were about to leave the lobby of the sales department, and decided to take a look at one of the houses.

"and many more."

Lu Jian suddenly remembered something, looked around in the sales department, and then picked up a few cards.

"The doors here should be locked, we need to use this key to open the door."

Pass one of them to Shuang Xin, Lu Jian said.

"You seem to understand it very well?"

Shuang Xin looked at Lu Jian suspiciously.

"It's all written in the previous documents."

Lu Jian prevaricated, but Shuang Xin didn't ask further.

The two came to the street, which had been cleaned by the sweeping robot.

Lu Jian noticed that the roofs of these buildings had solar panels, and estimated that relying on the scorching sun of the wasteland would be enough to maintain the operation of the community.

When he came to a building, Lu Yi swiped his card to open the closed door.

However, after entering the building, Lu Jian felt that something was wrong.

The air here is not the kind of dusty smell caused by the idling air conditioner that has not been inhabited for many years.

You must know that human beings themselves are the largest bacterial bank, and the smell is completely different in the environment with and without organisms.

Even Lu Jian could smell a faint fragrance.

"What strange smell is this?"

Shuang Xin moved her nose slightly, and she also caught the same smell.

It's just that since she may not have really smelled the fragrance of flowers, she felt strange smelling it like this.

Her nose was itchy, as if being scratched by something, which made her subconsciously wrinkle her nose.