I Created the Myth of the Old Ruler

The poet was a little depressed. He had failed in the debate just now. It was obvious that the audience applauded more enthusiastically when the other party was speaking.

He examined his shortcomings.

"Indeed, for these citizens, it is more intuitive and important to solve the inconveniences in their current lives. But in fact, our exploration can also solve these problems, but for many people, the initial investment is not acceptable... ..."

"The Yelang Guards' plan does sound more reliable, but the resources around Utopia are limited. Even if they can be satisfied for a while, they will eventually be exhausted and fall into endless internal friction..."

"He is indeed a warrior. He is very aggressive and has enough momentum. I can't get the upper hand in the debate. Many times, although what I say is more reasonable, I lose in terms of momentum..."

"Although the loudest voice does not win the debate, louder voices sound oppressive..."

He muttered to himself, completely unaware that there were two people standing in front of him.

"Hello."

It wasn't until the other party made a greeting that the poet suddenly raised his head.

The other party was a man and a woman. They were both handsome and handsome. The poet's first reaction was: Are there such handsome people in the city? Then he stopped.

"You are?"

First website: http://et

The poet looked at the two people suspiciously. Recently, many strangers came to Utopia due to the Promised Land, including spies from other city-states. He remained vigilant and was ready to run away at any time.

"We want to find some people, do you know Frostheart?"

Lu Tiao did not hide anything, but spoke openly and directly.

"Shuangxin...you mean the Lord Frostheart who brought back the news of the Promised Land?"

The poet chewed on the name for a moment before suddenly remembering it.

"The Promised Land..."

It seems that they regard the experimental area of ​​the old civilization as the promised land of the new civilization.

Today, when the harm from the insect swarm has been basically eliminated, the place is indeed rich in resources. Even if most of the stored food may have expired and cannot be eaten, there may still be some frozen seeds or animal embryos. Even if there is nothing, steel is still there. Eat a lot and be full.

Not to mention there is a large amount of information from the old era. Even if there is no electricity, with the efforts of extraordinary people like saints, there is always a way to extract it.

From this perspective, the name Promised Land is indeed worthy of its name.

Compared with the paradise flowing with milk and honey, for people in the wilderness now, modern technology is the real milk and honey.

"Yes, we are Shuangxin's friends and want to find her to provide some information about the Promised Land."

Lu Tan said immediately.

His biggest shortcoming in this life is honesty.

"You? Lord Frostheart's friends?"

The poet looked at Lu Jiao warily.

"Don't try to lie to me."

"?"

When Lu Tan saw the other party's performance, a question mark appeared on his head.

"During this period of time, there have been countless guys pretending to know Mr. Shuangxin. Some said they knew Mr. Shuangxin and could provide the location of the Promised Land. Some said they needed money to explore the Promised Land. You can tell it is not true at first glance. How can a local know Lord Shuangxin!"

The poet said that these days, the threshold for liars is too low. If these two people knew Master Shuangxin, they would have been taken to the academy to enjoy themselves. There would be no need to block themselves on the road.

"You will definitely say that you know additional information about the Promised Land, then trick me into taking it all for you, and then walk away after taking away all my belongings, right?"

He seems to know a lot about how to cheat.

"We do have additional information about the Promised Land."

Lu Tan told the truth.

"See, I knew there was no way you could deceive me!"

After hearing the discussion between the poet and Lu Tan, Feng Yu sighed and said immediately.

"How about this? You take us to the academy and find Master Shuangxin to confront him. In this way, if we are liars, you can catch us on the spot. If we know each other, then you have done us a favor."

After hearing Feng Yu's words, the poet fell into thinking. After a moment, he nodded.

"You make a lot of sense."

replied the poet.

"I'll take you to Lord Frostheart, don't even think about escaping."

Immediately, he led the way.

Lu Tan followed him and glanced at Feng Yu.

"Amazing."

"..."

Feng Yu was silent, looking at Lu Tiao as if he were looking at a stupid boy.

Even though teenagers are considered adults in the wasteland, it seems that the limitations of the human body still exist.

Young people in their teens were deceived just by saying a few words.

The academy is a square building located between the oasis and the pyramid.

It is said to be an academy, but in fact the main part is a library, and there are no classes here. Only explorers who go to explore the ruins outside will bring the collected things for identification, collection and analysis.

While walking on the road, Lu Jian saw some products left over from modern technology, but most of these products were not for their original purpose.

The "pot lid" that receives the signal actually becomes a pot lid, containing sundries, car wheels are mounted on the carriage, and tablets and mobile phones are used as mirrors.

I heard that there are refrigerators and washing machines in that pyramid, which can only be driven by the power of saints.

This is probably a phenomenon that often occurs in the wasteland. Although people use high-tech things, they cannot manufacture them.

The purpose of excavating ruins is to restore the previous technological level.

Along the way, Lu Jian also saw some campaign slogans. Words such as "The Quicksand Parliament Makes Utopia Great Again", "Your Loyal Guardians Yelang Guards" and "You Can Always Trust the Yellow Sand Brotherhood" can be seen everywhere.

Lu Jian also saw the college's slogan.

[The future of mankind lies deep in the desert]

How should I put it, it is quite in line with the pragmatic style of the college.

Just not too inflammatory.

According to what Lu Jian learned from the candidates on Earth, no matter whether you can do it or not, you must first brag and paint the pie. You can't lose in terms of momentum, so that you can get votes.

As for attacking competitors, secretly stumbling, bribery and other methods, let’s not mention them. If they are used in Utopia, they will be punished by God.

Walking into the academy, Lu Jian saw that a group of people were carefully studying a bicycle and thinking about its operating principle, while another group of people was thinking hard about an aero engine and trying to open its hood.

The three of them quickly arrived at the second floor of the academy, where a large number of books were displayed. Lu Tian glanced at them and found that most of them were literary and entertainment works, with few involving technology.

It seems that the old era has reached its end, and people have given up on development and survival, and most of them are addicted to entertainment and cannot extricate themselves.

Between the bookshelves, Lu Tiao saw the familiar woman. She was flipping through books with two other women. When she noticed the movement, the woman raised her head.

"Poet...huh? Is that you?"

Please remember the first domain name of this book: . Mobile version reading URL: wap.