The world enters the age of myth

Jin Lili took out a positioning device and after pressing a few buttons, the current coordinates were displayed.

She said softly: "Luckily, the ground positioning system we set up at the beginning can still be used. It is not far from the base camp of the indigenous residents."

"The radio message has been sent, and they have almost received it... Hey, they have already given a reply, saying they will be here soon."

Lu Yiming couldn't help but laugh: "It seems like they are living a pretty good life."

The large army stopped in an empty square.

In this dangerous world, wandering around is not a wise move. Even if the expedition team has a high combat effectiveness, there is no need to confront the local weirdness head-on. It is still necessary to let local people lead the way to ensure greater safety.

In just half an hour, people heard the sound of rolling tires.

The contact person from the local world has arrived.

Lu Yiming's heart moved, and he saw someone sticking his head out of the car from a distance, waving his hands wildly.

"Hey, hello, old friends!" After confirming that the car was carrying several humans, he greeted in the native language, "We are here as agreed!"

"Hello! Hello!"

The first time he saw Lu Yiming, Huang Fusheng was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He quickly got out of the car and ran up to shake hands, almost spitting out his nose.

Lu Yiming looked very happy when he saw him and shook hands with him, "I'm doing pretty well. I'm a little fatter and a little taller."

It should be the body-strengthening potion that worked.

There is always wonderful joy in meeting old friends.

Huang Fusheng opened his mouth. He was excited, but at the same time, he had thousands of words to ask, to ask his son, to ask if he had brought any good goods, but for a while he didn't know how to say it...

And a religious fanatic who followed behind him was even more nervous and wanted to kowtow and kneel down.

"Great God of the Sea of ​​Clouds!"

"messenger!"

This gray-haired old man has already regarded Lu Yiming and others as messengers of the gods...

"No, please don't!" Lu Yiming quickly stopped these madmen from worshiping.

Religion has both advantages and disadvantages. At least at this stage of their development, it actually has more benefits, at least it can unite people's hearts.

A year ago, these indigenous people already had this tendency. This time, the Unkai also specially dispatched several relevant sociologists to find a solution to this matter.

Seeing the nervous and expectant look of Huang Fusheng and others, Liu Xuwei stood behind and said with a smile: "Friends, we have brought a lot of good goods this time! The quantity may be more than expected. You You may not be able to afford it. Let’s make it clear first that everything is an exchange of equal value and a fair sale.”

"Yeah..." Lu Yiming also nodded and said: "Let's go, take us to see how you are developing."

These people were immediately relieved. To be honest, their Qingshi Town was able to develop into its current scale largely due to profit issues.

Although religion is powerful, it has not yet developed to the point where it attracts people from thousands of miles away.

The bustling world is all about profit, and the hustle and bustle in the world is all about profit. Qingshi Town can produce a small amount of industrial products, but the quality of these bicycles, tricycles, etc. is far from enough, and it is not enough to meet the needs of the surrounding people.

There must be high-quality goods carried by "visitors from another world" to attract people from further afield to settle here.

As for fair sales, there is no problem. Is there anyone who dares to steal something from the Great God Yunhai?

"Get in the car first, and we'll talk when we get back." Lu Yiming said.

These electric trucks were given to the original residents by Yunhai. There are three in total, which can transport goods and seat people.

If you squeeze it together, it can hold more than a hundred people.

It has been more than 21 years since the Grudge disaster occurred, and cracks have appeared one after another in the original cement road.

Bridges of relatively poor quality have also collapsed.

However, most of the infrastructure is still usable even after 21 years.

Lu Yiming was sitting in the co-pilot's cab, chatting with Huang Fusheng.

This year has also gone through a lot for the humans in the Grudge Continent.

When he heard that an A-level disaster had occurred in the market, Lu Yiming couldn't help but frown slightly.

Huang Fusheng talked about this incident and shook his head: "We were still not careful enough. A total of 8 people died. Fortunately, we escaped quickly and dispersed in the shortest time... The main reason was because of the baby's crying. , gathered too much negative emotions.”

"We originally thought that with the yellow paper, we could resist the spread of such negative emotions. Over time, we became a little numb and careless, but we didn't expect that it would still attract strong resentment..."

Later, I heard that everyone found a way to set up a "nursery" to raise children collectively, and the number of newborn babies actually reached 300 in one year. Lu Yiming gradually relaxed.

300 babies far exceeded expectations. After all, the permanent population of Qingshi Town is only 3,000 people, which is equivalent to a fertility rate of 10%!

It is even much higher than the fertility rate of Unkai.

Speaking of this, Huang Fusheng seemed a little excited again, "The establishment of a kindergarten has used a total of more than 2,500 pieces of yellow paper! The cost has not been recovered yet! But the effect is indeed there, and it will never happen again. Such a serious accident happened..."

"There are also many people from out of town who come to us specifically to send their wives and children to kindergartens."

This "nursery garden" might be able to make money in the next year, which I never thought at the beginning.

The collective power is gradually transforming the world.

With his personal financial strength, he would definitely not be able to spare 2,500 pieces of yellow paper, not even the leader of the caravan.

But everyone has one piece, one piece for me, and together we have formed this preliminary collective economy.

"Very thoughtful! Very good concept." Lu Yiming praised.

Huang Fusheng asked hesitantly: "How is my son... living there?"

"I have a video here, which was recorded by your son. You drive well first, and I will show you the video when you get to the destination." Lu Yiming took out his mobile phone and said with a smile.

Naturally, they have already considered these little details.

"Okay! It's coming soon!" Huang Fusheng naturally believed what Lu Yiming said, even though he had not seen the real video.

Sure enough, my son was doing pretty well there.

He does not have the superpower to detect lies, but he has a special vision to perceive emotions. Most people also experience subtle changes in their emotions when they lie.

However, in his perception, Lu Yiming's emotional concentration was like a real black hole. His emotions could not be seen, and he could hardly sense anything.

He had never felt this way before, and even A-level resentment didn't seem to have such a level of emotional cohesion.

The stronger the resentment, the higher the degree of emotional cohesion.

"The last time I saw them, they didn't seem so powerful, right?"

"They've gotten better."

Just thinking about it, a word suddenly popped up in my mind: Messenger of the Great God of the Sea of ​​Clouds!

When Huang Fu came up with this idea, Huang Fusheng recalled some sayings in the "Yunhai Sect" for no reason, such as the saying that the God of Yunhai is the savior and saves mankind.