Abyss Demon of the Worlds

years later.

in the dark night.

Ra stood on a hillside outside the city, looking at the city in the distance, except for some bonfires, the city could basically be described as pitch black, and there was a kind of inexplicable taste in his expression.

He asked:

"How do you feel about the development in recent years?"

Macado on the side thought for a while, then shook his head gently: "It's bad, but there's no way."

Terra's current environment is really not just a word to describe.

Ninety-nine percent of the entire planet is extremely resource-poor.

If their city wants to develop peacefully, they don't even have the capital to start.

Just because there are no minerals in the ground, and no plants in the field, it can be sentenced to the death penalty for the farming scheme.

Take their city as an example, although the overall strength is quite good in the surrounding area, it also takes a lot of manpower and material resources to gather the bonfire materials used to light the sentry every night. Squeeze it out!

Terra in ancient times, even if there is a famine, you can eat some Guanyin soil or chew on the bark!

On the current Terra, it is difficult to find some withered grass to eat.

In such a barren state, no matter how much you try to develop, it will not help.

The inhabitants of Terra are now all impoverished to the point of exploding.

A word [miserable] needs to be capitalized!

It is precisely because of these circumstances that Ra did not express any objection to Malcador's words, but nodded in agreement.

"The situation is indeed very bad. Even if we have tried our best to mobilize people's hearts and make them work hard, the final harvest is still not proportional to the effort..."

Having said that, he sighed slowly with a complicated expression:

"It's not going to go on like this...

We need more manpower and more resources.

Only by assembling all the available things together for better sorting and use can we get out of the current predicament...

And the current Terra is like a messy and disorderly scattered sand, and the few resources have already been divided countless times.

Under the influence of various internal and external factors, infighting, disputes, mutated creatures, mutated people... are emerging one after another.

In order to deal with them, after thinking about it for a long time, I found that I really need to make some adjustments to my code of conduct according to the actual situation..."

Listening to the other party's increasingly determined tone, Malcador, who didn't care much at first, showed a subconscious hesitation on his face, and soon, it was replaced by ecstasy!

"Have you finally made up your mind to go to the bright side?"

As early as a few years ago, Macado had expressed to Ra that he wanted to give way to him.

In his opinion, Ra is far stronger than him in terms of actual ability and status.

And more qualified to manage the town,

Then command the entire human civilization.

But Ra is stubbornly trying to elect other leaders.

in the idea of ​​​​ra.

The life of the immortal, due to the long lifespan, including himself, will more or less have a feeling of staleness and rigidity. It does not have the vigorous characteristics of other human beings, and only that kind of thing can It can stimulate the overall progress of human civilization.

Malcador believes that human beings are now on the verge of destruction.

In the face of the excessively huge size of human civilization, ordinary human beings simply cannot bear the banner of rising. Only a special existence like Ra who is immortal and whose energy, perseverance, and knowledge are far beyond ordinary people can do it.

They are arguably of the exact opposite type of view in this regard.

The two sides even had some disputes.

Now, seeing that the other party's attitude has finally changed, Malcado can be described as extremely happy.

Looking at his happy expression, La was silent for a while, and then replied, "I just suddenly felt that some of my concepts were indeed out of date..."

People are bound to change themselves according to environmental factors.

In the past years, although human civilization has encountered very bad situations.

But La is sure to retain the vitality of human civilization.

Therefore, some of his concepts have gradually become a bit ingrained over the long years.

But after trying again and again over the years, he realized that the situation this time was really bad to the point where the old way didn't work.

Even he needs to make corresponding changes.

Looking at the moon not far from Terra, Ra knew that the situation on it might be worse than here, and his task was extraordinarily heavy.

"My genetic experiment has come to an end. Although there is still some time before the final product, it is no longer a problem to transform ordinary people into usable warriors. I hope that you will teach them when the time comes. Some basic combat capabilities."

Faced with this yet another surprise, Malcador immediately responded, "Yes."

Then, he suggested: "This subordinate has an idea.

Now that you have decided to step on the bright side, we may be able to build a momentum and win people's hearts.

With your power, it shouldn't be a problem. "

After thinking about it for a while, La agreed to this idea:

"Can.

But to control the intensity, I want to treat me as a leader to ordinary people, not as a so-called god.

Those feudal and useless things may have some effects in the early stage, but as time goes by, they will basically become some big things that will not be lost, which will have a very bad impact on our future development. "

Crazy believers can indeed provide high cohesion, but an overly fanatical atmosphere will also block many things, including progress.

Similar things have been confirmed many times as early as 20,000 years ago.

In the face of this kind of rhetoric, Macado also quite agrees.

As a human being in the golden age, what he has witnessed and experienced, as well as the education he has received, also makes him quite disdain for things such as gods and religions.

In his view, the so-called gods are the same thing.

At most, it is a relatively powerful living body.

No matter how strong it is, can it be stronger than hundreds of millions of fleets?

He also read the so-called "Bible" of ancient Terra.

It took seven days for the gods there to create the world.

As for the human beings in the [Golden Age], it is enough to arrange a random engineering team in a day or two to get things done.

Of course, what Malcador does not know now is that the original author of the [Bible] is standing in front of him now.

He was even extremely satisfied with the disdain he showed.

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