I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

Although the buildings in this city look badly weathered and dilapidated, the quality of the residents is quite high. Everyone queues up in an orderly manner, going round and round.

Most people were knocking on bowls and waiting to eat, but only a few people were really listening to the young people talking.

Lu Tan listened carefully while queuing up.

"Our Yellow Sand Brotherhood has been maintaining security near Utopia for so many years, fighting against bandits in the desert, and escorting merchants. Our leader, Mr. Iron Snake, is tough and will lead Utopia to open up a new world and gain more resource!"

"The reason why we are living such a difficult life now is precisely because no one has explored a large number of resources. Now, the face of the Promised Land has been made clear, and we should get our own share!"

"The truth of history is widely known, but we are not wrong. Are you willing to be tortured by illness and die early? We should look for ways to treat our own illnesses!"

Their words are very provocative and their goals are very clear, which is to get out of utopia and explore an unknown new world.

But obviously, no matter what era, not many people really care about politics.

Part of it is that he thinks that his will is small, and even if he has any thoughts about the saint's election, it has nothing to do with the overall situation. Part of it is that he is not sure what to eat the next day, so he cannot consider the further future.

Most of them were just queuing up numbly, waiting to finish eating. At least they would be able to survive if they were full.

Lu Tan waited in line for more than ten minutes and finally got his share.

After taking a spoonful of it, the thick brown liquid exuded a smell that couldn't be described as fragrant, which was enough to dispel most people's appetite.

"Can you give me a little more? Look at how big my bowl is."

Lu Tiao asked.

The person in charge of distributing food glanced at Lu Jian and did not give him extra food.

"Next time, don't dawdle."

The opponent used a spoon to drive away Lu Jian.

Lu Tan could only sneak away with the plate in his arms.

This is normal. In this situation, if someone is given too much food, then others will definitely be greedy and demand more for themselves, which will eventually lead to confusion and competition.

While the young people were still preaching, Lu Jian had already reached the edge of the street. He squatted on the ground and put the brown paste in the bowl into his mouth as if he was enjoying it.

"This texture reminds me of something not so good."

Feng Yu sneered from the side.

Lu Tan stopped mid-drink.

Look closely, this sticky texture, this dark brown color, this amazing smell...

"The taste is actually pretty good, better than bugs."

Lu Kan drank the contents of the bowl in one gulp.

"It seems that the people here are quite good at campaigning, and they also know how to use food to win people over."

Lu Tan wiped his mouth, but the bowl in his hand disappeared again.

"Crooked ways."

At this time, perhaps after hearing Lu Tan's words, a man in a windbreaker next to him chuckled.

His voice was very low, but Lu Tiao still heard it.

Lu Jian noticed some tattoos on this man's arms, which formed strange patterns with the crystals, like the logo of some kind of organization.

"Do you think they did it wrong?"

Lu Tiao made a sound, causing the other party to look over.

The man's eyes were a little surprised, as if he was surprised how Lu Tian heard this.

But soon the other party regained his composure, and only took a deep look at Lu Tan, remembering his appearance, and then turned and left.

"It seems the fight has already begun."

Feng Yu said meaningfully.

Lu Tan's goal is to choose a camp to help them become saints, so he must first understand the current camp and make his own choice.

At the same time, there will be other Chosen Ones as enemies in this mission. Lu Jian believes that if the hostile Chosen Ones can be found in advance, it will be very helpful for him to choose the camp to support.

After all, the camp chosen by the hostile Chosen One must be harmful to the world, and it is considered a wrong choice.

"Let's find a place to stay first."

Feng Yu pointed to a group of low houses in front of him.

There are many residents in Utopia, but the city itself is also very large and is divided into several areas. The part near the oasis is inhabited by city managers and explorers who often leave the city to explore the ruins in the desert.

A little further away, surrounding the central pyramid-like building are some soldiers, administrative staff, etc. who maintain the city.

In the further circle, there are ordinary residents. Most of these residents have little property. Although they suffer from crystal nucleus disease, they have not awakened too strong powers and cannot go out to explore.

There are a large number of vacant houses in the area on the edge of the city. These houses are reserved for the living of traveling businessmen. What makes Lu Tiao feel a little strange is that although these empty houses can easily be occupied by some criminals at a glance. But after actually coming here, he found that these houses were clean, no one occupied the magpie's nest, only one person lived in each room, and there were no disputes among everyone.

He and Feng Yu found a house that looked pretty good. As soon as they walked in, they were stopped by a young man next to them.

"You'd better put your name on the sign."

The other party pointed to the sign at the door and the black stones next to it.

"If you don't claim ownership of this house first, you may be considered thieves and thieves."

Lu Tan was doubtful, so he picked up a stone and wrote his and Feng Yu's names on a stone sign at the door.

"Why does it look weird?"

Feng Yu glanced at them. The names of the two people were on the left and right, and they looked like lovers.

"Don't worry about the details."

Lu Tan threw the black stone back and asked curiously.

"Is that okay? Why do we have to sign first?"

"Huh? This is your first time coming to Utopia. No, even if it's your first time, you must have heard about related things."

The man touched his unshaven chin. Although he looked only seventeen or eighteen years old, he had a beard and looked quite mature.

"Forget it, seeing as you two are so old, your memory may not be that good either."

He looked at Lu Jian and Feng Yu. To him, the two men in their twenties were indeed old men.

Due to the existence of crystal nucleus disease in the wasteland, most people do not live past their twenties, and they are already the mainstay in their teens.

Being in your twenties is already considered the end of the world.

"This city has the power of the saint's blessing. Anyone who violates the rules will be punished. The rules set by the saint are that anyone can own his own house. As long as he signs his name, he can obtain ownership."

He explained, pointing to his house again.

"My name is Man Niu. If you don't understand anything, you can come to me. I live there."