Muddy, messy, dilapidated, dirty, smelly, disordered.

It was like the poorest slums in the country of the third brother next to Shenzhou, where Dalits gathered.

This was Lu Wenwu's impression of the giant bone gathering area as he walked through a group of dilapidated houses.

In the gathering place made up of various construction wastes and strange materials, pairs of desperate and numb eyes moved slowly, watching this group of people who seemed to have descended from the kingdom of God.

They were poorly clothed and poorly fed.

The courtesy, righteousness, and integrity that once existed on this land had long disappeared.

What replaced them was only the most primitive desires of human beings, only the instincts engraved in DNA.

When the granaries are full, people know etiquette.

When they have enough food and clothing, they know honor and disgrace.

Nuclear war broke out, the world turned into wasteland, and the brilliant culture created by human civilization was almost extinct on this planet.

Life?

Just survival.

Struggling to survive.

People like Old John are outliers among outliers.

Lu Wenwu didn't know why humans hadn't been able to rebuild a new wasteland civilization and try to restore the prosperity of the past more than 150 years after the outbreak of the apocalypse.

Try to live like a human!

Now they are just a group of high-tech primitive creatures who pick up garbage and can only press switches.

The technology level of the wasteland world before the nuclear war was not low.

At least not lower than that of the Blue Star in Lu Wenwu's previous life.

Many of the old products that have been passed down to the present are enough to be called "high-tech".

A machine that can quickly purify fresh water mixed with nuclear radiation.

Electromagnetic catapult firearms similar to Gauss rifles.

Even a device that can eliminate the pollution of the deformed body and make it edible!

It's hard to imagine that such a world that once had a high level of technology would end up like this.

Is it the influence of the so-called gods?

Just as various speculations kept flashing through the minds of several people, they had already seen the leader of the giant bone gathering place.

A fourth-level strong man with an unknown animal skin and hard shell all over his body.

In this wasteland, he is already considered a strong man.

He uses a lot of old-time weapons, which are enough to kill fifth-level aberrations.

But in front of the five-man group, he is not good enough.

Except for the succubus Kashan, anyone can beat her.

"You have come from the kingdom of God, but the God of Natural Redemption is about to come to the world again?"

The strong leader obviously received the report in advance. He hurried over and looked at the group with respect and eagerness in his eyes, without any doubt about their identity.

This is also normal.

With the strength shown by Lu Wenwu at the door, even if he said that he was a demon descended from the sky and Tai Sui in the world, the leader would have to pinch his nose to accept it.

"Don't worry about this, we need to understand something first." Anthony, the most friendly, said, "Let your men go out first."

This was discussed in advance by several people, disguised as believers of the so-called God of Natural Redemption.

Anthony was in charge of the inquiry, and Lu Wenwu was in charge of the military deterrence.

Originally, Lu Wenwu also wanted to strive for the qualification of external communication.

As a result, not only the old monk Ruhuo, but even the succubus Kashan raised objections with a look of horror.

This matter had to be abandoned.

The strong man leader was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "All get out."

"Brother, this." A younger brother was about to say something but stopped.

Lu Wenwu glanced at him and clenched his fist suddenly.

The violent airflow surged out, instantly overturning the younger brothers who were waiting for battle, and they fell to the ground.

"I really want to kill people, can you stop me? Just relying on the antiques in your hands that are more than a hundred years old?" He calmly stated a fact, "I will stand here and let you hit me, can you break my defense?"

The younger brothers looked at their elder brother with a frustrated look on their faces.

After receiving the order again, they reluctantly retreated.

"Please take a seat, envoys."

The sturdy leader politely led the group to sit down, and personally presented five first-class drinking water condensed by the priests' own abilities.

"What do you want to know?"

"It's like this, we went out this time to compile a chronicle, and at the same time visit various places to record the beliefs of various gods in various gathering places, as the beginning of the end of the wasteland era." Anthony said with a smile, "So, let's get straight to the point, when did you start to believe in the Great God of Evolution?"

The sturdy leader pondered for a moment, and answered uncertainly: "It seems. It seems to have been there since the beginning of the nuclear war? I can't say for sure, I only know that the Great God of Evolution is the first god to descend to the world."

The first one?

Anthony's face was stern: "According to the information you got, did the Great God of Evolution come after the nuclear war? Rather than before the nuclear war broke out?"

"Although I don't know the exact time, I am very sure." The strong man nodded firmly, "According to my grandfather's grandfather, it was because of the gift of the Great God of Evolution that we had the power of evolution and could use it to resist the ubiquitous nuclear radiation and pollution."

Cassan used magic to transmit the voice: "It's true, the soul is normal."

"Before the Great God of Evolution came, no one evolved or awakened superpowers?" Anthony continued to ask, "How can you be sure that all this was brought by the Great God of Evolution, rather than the natural environment?"

"My Lord, I think this question is meaningless! The Great God of Evolution has given everyone, including you and me, the strength and physique to survive in this wasteland. Even if you are not a believer of the Great God of Evolution, you should not slander such a great existence!"

Involving his own beliefs, Anthony's sharp question obviously made the strong man leader a little angry.

Even with Lu Wenwu's death threat, he responded to Anthony with a soft nail.

"The Great God of Evolution is real, which is something our ancestors witnessed!"

"His great body descended in the sky, and the whole world was shrouded in a bloody rain, including countless humans who were in constant fear."

"The bloody rain gave us the initial evolution. Since then, we have had the opportunity to continue to struggle in this wasteland!"

"We should be grateful!"

"The Great God of Evolution is so tolerant and loving. He even allows other gods to share his believers! And generously bestows his divine power!"

Everyone did not expect that the strong man leader would be so excited when it came to the issue of gods.

In Kashan's judgment, everything he said was true.

At least in the inherent cognition of the strong man leader, all of this really existed and really happened.

Even the first generation of survivors had witnessed the true body of the Great God of Evolution coming.

So.

Does the Great God of Evolution really exist in the wasteland world?

And it also helped the wasteland humans to preserve the fire of civilization through collective transformation?

Things became a little subtle for a while.

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