My different world is game mode

The sky hung low like an iron curtain.

Decades have passed, and the wasteland has been shrouded in a haze of decline.

Sometimes the sunlight is venomous, and sometimes it's so thin that it seems as if it comes from another world and is weak.

On the river bank, a few dead trees stood.

They peel off the bark of the branches and twist them like ghost hands in the night, pointing in vain to the sky, unable to wait for the rain of prayer until they die.

Wuwuwu——

The wind of desolation blew through the bone-white wood, making a hollow sound.

On the exposed dry chest of the earth, a team of three people walked here.

Their members are quite special.

One of them has gray hair and is a rare old man with a long life in the wasteland.

The other two were surprisingly young and guarded the old man closely like guards.

Walking here, one of the young people inevitably felt a little thirsty. He looked at the kettle and suppressed the boredom in his chest.

He tried to divert his mind and asked the old man:

"Elder, do you need to come with us?"

"Although the legend of the banyan forest is very good, we can just go and have a look. Why do you need to leave the camp?"

The old man shook his head:

"I don't have much time."

"And the news I heard this time is different from before. I have to come and take a look at the last minute."

The young man was a little confused:

"I do not understand."

The old man said:

"This is different from the short-lived forces in the past."

"Not just order, they seem to have a stable production structure, and it's not the kind that relies on one or two treasures."

The young man's expression remained:

"I, I still don't quite understand."

"Kid, it's okay." The old man smiled instead, "If it is really what I think. If you see it with your eyes and touch it with your hands, you will naturally experience a completely different world."

"..."

The group of people just trekked through the wasteland.

When they set out 1 month later.

The desolate scene was still there in the wasteland, but when the three of them passed through a canyon, they suddenly saw some compact figures in front of them.

The postures of these people are not as thin as ordinary wasteland people, and they even wear wind-proof and sand-proof clothes.

After the team, there were several wooden carts.

A long gravel road extends under its feet, looming from the distant horizon, winding through the dead trees of the desert, and disappearing at the end of the world.

"..."

The three of them were stunned for a while.

There were originally roads on the wasteland, but decades of desolation caused it to be destroyed by wind erosion and cracks in the ground.

Today, new roads are being paved on the old site.

The young man looked at the old man blankly, not understanding the scene in front of him at all:

"Elder, what are they doing? Road?"

The old man fell into deep thought.

There was some overflowing excitement in his eyes, and he spoke again after a long time:

"road."

"They're building roads."

Then, without even having time to explain to the young man, he quickened his pace and walked towards the team paving the road:

"Come on, let's go over and take a look!"

After getting closer, the old man found that the situation was different from what he imagined.

These workers just took tools like shovels and picks and patted them on the ground. Without any intermediate process, the stones in the wooden cart behind them automatically disappeared and were instead spread on the ground.

Ordinary people see this scene.

One would only think that it was a craftsman-type awakened person doing the construction.

But this old man had extraordinary insight. He could tell at a glance that the behavior of these people was fundamentally different from the awakened ones.

"This way of mobilizing the essence..."

"The organizer distributes power to his subordinates and then exercises authority? No, there are similar parts, but the essence is different."

The young man next to the old man asked:

"Elder, you seem to take this matter very seriously?"

The old man shook his head:

"If we were to prioritize construction, roads would definitely be at the top."

"Aigner, we should have come to the right place for this trip."

"..."

A few weeks later, the three-man team continued their journey eastward on the gravel road.

There seems to be a trace of insignificant moisture in the dry air, and the air seems to be tempting people to move towards the east.

But what people are more concerned about are the other pedestrians on the gravel road.

These people are not like the ordinary refugees in the wasteland who are wary of each other. Instead, they move towards the east with expectations. Human-powered wooden carts pulling goods can often be seen in their ranks.

Take advantage of the lunch break.

The young people in the team tried to talk to these people, and it took them a long time to return:

"Elder, they all go to the banyan forest."

"This force is very ambitious. They built roads and spread to all regions in the east, and they have established connections with many organizations. From the time they contacted the first mine, it only took them more than half a year to start a business through food trading. The name has even become a leader in the region.”

The eyes of the resting elder are more complicated:

"Yes, there is plenty of food, and there is also a magical forest to draw materials from. Their ruler is definitely very powerful, otherwise ordinary people would not be able to protect such wealth."

The young man shook his head:

"I don't know about the situation in Green Swamp, but I only found out that their lord's name is Lindsay."

"And Banyan Forest seems to have trained a very powerful army!"

"They use some weapons that do not require source materials but are powerful. Even the awakened ones in the second and third stages are often easily suppressed by them after they are outnumbered."

Laozi nodded:

"It seems that he has excellent craftsmen under his command."

"I also heard that Yaloen set up a camp here. I didn't expect that after he failed, fate would be extended in this way."

"..."

A few days passed again.

This time, the three-person team saw the hideous insect man appear on the road.

They also pulled a wooden truck, and some stones and soil could be vaguely seen inside.

The young man was immediately shocked by this scene and jumped in front of the old man to protect him.

But before he could make a move, the old man patted his shoulder:

"Aigner, relax, it's okay."

The young man said nervously:

"But... what is that?"

"An alien race, or a subhuman." The old man said, "Many worlds are dominated by humans, but there are also subspecies that have developed wisdom."

"You may think they look a little scary, but it's best to abandon your prejudice."

"These are all intelligent and communicative lives."

As he spoke, a gust of wind suddenly blew.

The strong wind on the wasteland is like a knife, which is common sense for people to get used to.

But this time, the east wind brought a freshness of trees and moisture, which made people unable to help but take a few more breaths.

The unprecedented experience even made the young man a little overwhelmed.

The old man said with emotion:

"Child, we are here."

The group looked to the east.

The magnificent banyan forest that covered the sky appeared in the sky in the distance.