Chapter 565 Restart

The world is like a book, turning a new page.

Change is quietly coming. When the changes belonging to the world come, there are no slogans, no guns, and no exciting speeches. It just comes simply and comes in a bloody dusk.

Most abilities are ignorant of change. In their opinion, there will be no difference in the new day. Only a very small number of keen people have some feelings, and many of them have the ability to communicate with the world. However, very few of them can communicate with the world, and it is difficult to say whether it is good or bad. After all, there are both real luck and fate in mysticism. Many mutated creatures do not know what changes have happened, but suddenly find that their behavior has changed. Some mutated creatures with preliminary or even advanced wisdom are trembling in their nests, and even the courage to escape has been lost.

For ordinary people who are incapable, no matter what the world becomes, it has nothing to do with them, and they even welcome changes. No matter how it changes, their destiny will not be worse, right?

Among humans, ordinary people without ability still occupy the vast majority, but compared with various mutated creatures, humans have no advantage in numbers at all, and have gradually lost their past dominance in wisdom. In the vast world outside the human activity area, I don’t know how many creatures are mutating and evolving rapidly, waiting to take over the dominance of the world. But this process is not that simple, because the human beings have the ability. The advantages of the ability over most mutated creatures are as obvious as the advantages of human beings over wild animals in the old era. However, in the eyes of some pioneers, human beings are divided into two species: the ability and the ordinary person.

The world has changed, but only a very small number of existences who stand above all sentient beings have realized the change and are also awesome. Because change is closely related to them, for most living beings, whether it changes or not is not important at all.

No matter how the world changes, the sun will rise as usual. This is what ordinary people think.

This was also what Sally thought. After a nightmare-filled night, she woke up again. She moved her sore and heavy body and climbed down from the creaking iron bed. The cold wind that penetrated through the cracks of the door made her chill, so she hurriedly put on her thick coat. She felt better. She pushed open the window made of wooden boards and looked out the window. It was still dark outside, and there was only a little light in the sky. Most of the lights in the settlement were dark, and people who had been tired all day were still sleeping. Sally got up earlier than usual, mainly because she didn't sleep well last night. But looking at the familiar world, she suddenly felt strange.

She is already very familiar with this camp, and even the area dozens of kilometers around the camp. This is not just as simple as familiar. She remembers every slight change in the shape of the ground, and can reach the accuracy of the rice. She is clear about the weather changes in the past in this area, and also understands the possible underground minerals, and is well aware of the flow and water quality of the river. Sally has an amazing memory, and she still remembers the details of hundreds of books. Now, a small water purification pool composed of five step pools has been built around the settlement, which can provide water that can barely be drunk. Through the combination of surrounding minerals and plants, residents' radiation resistance can be improved, and several new edible crops have been found, and they can be planted in large quantities just when the spring flowers bloom. If their genes are stable, then after five to six years, they can steadily provide food to three to five thousand people.

Everything looks so beautiful.

But for Sally, the bright prospects are made with time and sweat, and she knows how fragile the foundation of all this is. She only slept for five hours a day and was busy for a long time. The knowledge accumulated in the Dark Dragon Rider over a year is being transformed into water, food and medicines that can cure diseases bit by bit. She brought nearly a thousand people out of the bloody parliament, avoided the war, and successfully allowed them to survive the first winter. But this is just the beginning, and it is actually the easiest stage. To further develop, a mature and complete industrial system must be established. Not to mention where the working mother machine comes from, energy alone is a problem that cannot be solved with both hands.

Another problem is safety. So far, the settlement has only encountered one attack by small-scale armed mobs and successfully repelled them. But that was because they brought enough weapons and ammunition during the migration, which were incompetent. Another important reason was that there were more than a dozen abilities in the team, most of whom were once entourages of the dragon cavalry, and had combat skills that were simply incomparable to the mob.

But the experience of Dragon City made Sally understand that as long as you encounter two or three low-level dragon knights, everything here will collapse like a sand castle.

There were another crisp knock sound in the camp, and Sally knew that the priest was carving again. In the settlement, it seemed that the priest was the most laborious man. He woke up before dawn every day, carved statues of gods, built churches and altars, and explained doctrines to believers, and did not rest until late at night. But from another perspective, he seemed to be a completely useless person. At least he did not engage in any productive work.

Sally never doubted the existence of the priest. In her opinion, only the priest could find a future path for the people in the settlement. She was not a believer. She thought this way only based on her admiration for the priest's profound knowledge and the intuition of the woman. At this time, the temperature was very low and it was dark. She should have slept for another hour, but Sally couldn't sleep at all, so she pushed the door out and walked towards the place where the carving sound came.

The church is now just a high wooden house, and the altar is a stone-built round platform in front of the church. All of this was built by the priest himself, one stone and one wood. What is noticeable is that there are seven apostle statues next to the altar, five of which have been completed. The priest is carving the sixth apostle, and the seventh statue is still just a piece of stone. There is no light at the carving site, and the priest can complete the carving work with just a little light. When the fifth apostle statue was carved, the altar suddenly had a solemn, gloomy, dark and desolate atmosphere. Everyone passing here would involuntarily lower their voices and pass quickly. But when the five apostle statues were carved, the priest suddenly had a lot more believers, and it was still increasing.

The five apostle statues that have been completed are almost the same, but if you look closely, you will find that they have a completely different temperament. If you look at them for a longer time, you will even feel that these statues have their own lives.

And when Sally passed by the church and the altar, she felt more than once that these apostles were watching her silently behind her back.
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