Chapter 382 It is contaminated with luck!


    Lu Yuan never figured out what this qualitative difference was, and he couldn''t help but feel crazy.


    He could only return to his soul to the human body, wander around the sky city, wanting to seek some inspiration - after all, his inspiration this time was obtained from the prosperity and decline of mankind. Maybe he missed something else?


    …


    As the ghost fog was drained, the cool sea breeze blew on the face.


    The soldiers are cleaning enthusiastically. 39 years have passed, and all rooms in Sky City are covered with dust. Because of the hasty time during the evacuation, it is impossible for everyone to bring quilts and clothes into the sinkhole, and all these things have deteriorated and corroded.


    Therefore, food, clothing, housing and transportation have become a new round of problems. No one knows that a disaster will last for 39 years!


    The rat craftsmen emerged from the sinkhole again. They looked at the blue sky and white clouds, and were also sighing at the impermanence of the world... The human civilization that was originally quite optimistic about was suffering from this great disaster. I wonder if it was just sinking into this? Or should I go further?


    They can only truly judge this by witnessing it with their own eyes.


    "Mr. Rat, did you take refuge in this way at that time?" asked a human craftsman, "A disaster has caused you to hibernate for decades?"


    Well, the rat man actually has no memory, so he can only brag there: "Don''t talk about thirty-nine years, there are disasters that last for 3,000 years... Oh, forget it!"


    Nowadays, human fighting spirit seems to have come back a lot.


    Hibernators in the sinkhole are recovering in small batches. Starting from the strong man at level 4, one or two hundred people wake up every day.


    It will not be until twenty or thirty years later that the children will wake up.


    The main purpose is to beware of the impact of low-concentration "ghost fog" on small babies. As time goes by, the concentration of "ghost fog" will become lower and lower.


    In addition, many of the current consumables are not enough, so you have to produce some of them first to awaken the large army.


    And with more people, the enthusiasm for rebuilding civilization will naturally erupt. People began to sow cotton and grow food to the sky, and when the large army woke up, they could wear new clothes.


    "Hey, young man, what should I do with those distorted people? Are you still hibernating in the sinkhole?" Rat Worker Ye caught a soldier and asked casually.


    "Professor Lu Tiantian has been working on the problem... He, they will definitely win!"


    "How can something related to [ghosts] be so easy?" Rat Gongye''s beard shook for a moment, "What if you can''t? 180,000 people."


    "I have a profound civilization in human beings and will definitely be able to overcome difficulties!" The young soldier had a red face.


    He seemed to think of his family, his comrades-in-arms, and clenched his fists: "Even if we can''t... we must live well. With their part, live hard!"


    The young soldier, carrying a large bucket of inorganic salt, went farming seriously. (Soilless cultivation is now popular)


    "It seems that they can make a comeback... It''s great." Rat Worker Ye sighed, "Forget it, do some construction for them."


    "I always feel like I''m bursting inspiration these days, and participating in labor may lead to bursting inspiration."


    These guys were idle and helped carve some carvings, and then lay on the ground one by one, crossing their legs and basking in the sun.


    It seems like there is an inexplicable sense of integration.


    They suddenly saw Lu Yuan who was wandering anxiously and said hello.


    "Captain Lu, why is he so sad all day long, he is not as good as the soldiers under his command?" Rat Worker teased.


    "Hello, it''s not that I''m sad... But when I think that half of the population is still unrescued, I''m of course worried." Lu Yuan blew up with two dark circles.


    The rat people looked at him a few times: "Your expression is not going to bed for a month, right?"


    "Indeed, it''s been 32 days." Lu Yuan nodded, "I have burst out with good inspiration and have been creating it." "Oh 32 days, that''s really hell." Rat Worker said casually, "General Lu is really worried about human civilization."


    Wait...what?


    Explosion inspiration? !


    31 rat craftsmen, all with wide eyes, looked envious and jealous, and their tails were thrown to the sky.


    For craftsmen, nothing else is important, what is important is inspiration!


    Isn’t they coming to human civilization just to pursue, that illusory inspiration?


    "He said he had inspiration!" Another rat craftsman, rat copper and iron, shouted, "Is there also inspiration for civilization extinction? Is it too late for me to cultivate a civilization now?"


    "I''m jealous...I''m jealous..." The craftsman who once burst into inspiration for "jealousy" was frantically whipping his heart, and his face turned green.


    Lu Yuan didn''t expect that these guys would react so much, so he quickly coughed: "Everywhere, now humans are managing themselves, I just take advantage of some luck. It''s nothing great."


    The master in the lead, Rat Worker looked at him with a strange look: "What inspiration did the commander burst out? Best or medium?"


    "Can we brothers visit for a while? Learn some skills?"


    Lu Yuan quickly refused: "In recent decades, I have been studying the "Gear Book" and have gained a little. But what broke out was only inferior inspiration. 180,000 distorted people were unable to be rescued for a long time, which made people anxious and collapsed... I am really embarrassed. It involves the secret of civilization. I am developing a painful weapon to fight against higher-level visions."


    The inspiration brought by "collapse artists" is indeed mostly "lower inspiration" such as pain and sadness.


    The rats looked at each other and felt relieved.


    "Substantially inspired" - acceptable.


    It is related to civilized secrets, so they will not force themselves to visit.


    The Rat Gongye kindly reminded: "Master Lu doesn''t have to be sad. It''s best to combine personal emotions with ''civilized luck''... Otherwise, you can only create garbage goods like ''jealousy and mining robots''. Even if it''s legendary, it''s the low-level one."


    "Why is it garbage? Just say you have dug a mine?" The rat man who created the robot quickly screamed.


    "Your broken things have nothing to do with your luck in civilization. It''s just a legend that is piled up with materials. It''s really garbage."


    The rat people started arguing.


    Quarrels are also considered a routine in their lives.


    "Wait... Lu Yuan suddenly raised his head and looked at the sun in the distance. His pupils were shining, with a hint of excitement in his tone, " Luck... I just said, something is missing, luck!!"


    "Hahaha!" Lu Yuan said excitedly, "Did you see that flower?"


    "What?"


    “It is contaminated with luck!”


    Lu Yuan left excitedly.


    Only a large wave of rat craftsmen were left, looking at each other.


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    (This chapter ends)