I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early

About 1,000 to 2,000 children are born each year, compared to the current population of 100,000, so the pressure on resources is not that great.

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Reflecting on this, Lu Yuan's voice rose, "Our economy has achieved long-term development, with the average salary rising from 200 yuan thirty years ago to the current 3,400 yuan, an increase of sixteen times. With an average annual growth of about 10%, over thirty consecutive years, this is an improvement in productive capacity, and also a great progress."

"The nationwide cultivation plan has been executed perfectly!"

"The average Extraordinary Level has reached Level Two, which means that everyone's average lifespan can exceed two hundred years, another great achievement!"

As Lu Yuan spoke these words, his face was filled with immense pride.

He felt that it was quite remarkable for such a makeshift group to have developed to this point. Although there were some minor issues still needing to be ironed out, where in the world is there a truly perfect society?

The Meida Civilization, in its time, spent three hundred years without achieving an average Level of Level Two.

Until its extinction, most of the Meida people were still at Level One, which is to say, just barely getting started.

This was due to a misallocation of resources, compounded by extreme scarcity of resources—the entire Meida Civilization, with millions of people, was guarding just one pomegranate tree, along with a few mutated plants. How many talents could there be?

The 18 civilizations of humanity were actually also poor, but far stronger than the Meida Civilization.

Add to that, Commander Lu, generous and magnanimous, invested his own assets to provide a good foundation for the children.

They even captured an entire empire's resources, which Lu Yuan invested into the common people and the army.

Aside from the children who are still at Level One, even the most ordinary citizens are at a Level Two standard.

Lu Yuan didn't know how the 17 cities from Earth have developed, but he felt that the 18th civilization of humanity on his side was definitely not inferior!

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Upon hearing these reports, inside the school, in the great hall, there arose enthusiastic applause and discussion.

Comparison brings a sense of happiness.

Innate Grandmaster and Cultivation Instructor, Jin Dongliang remarked, "Almost 100,000 Level Two young masters, in the past, that would have been an overwhelming dark tide of an army."

"If the Emperor knew of this force, it would be enough to turn his hair white with worry."

Level One Spark is something everyone can achieve.

But Level Two is considered the real entry level.

The Extraordinary Spark grants abilities to strengthen one's body and protect oneself, and a Level Two warrior's attributes are increased to 10 points, marking a qualitative change.

Reaching Level Three means one has truly entered the higher ranks and can independently hunt Extraordinary Life.

Of course, as of now, with over 800 Level Three Masters, the numbers are still on the lower side.

"We're still too poor, with only a little over a hundred Level 4 Masters," said Lu Tiantian, head of the Great Academy of Sciences, who was not quite satisfied with these achievements, "I've been urging the Commander to raise Sky City and seek out the remnants of civilizations to compete for resources."

"Though this barren land is comfortable, it's too poor; we hardly have anything."

"He's always been reluctant. But now it's finally been thirty years, the agreed upon time is here. I suppose he has no objections."

Jin Dongliang laughed heartily; at 298 years old, he found this generation of young people the most confident he had ever seen.

No matter what, they strive to be the best!

Even in the competition of civilizations, they aspire to be number one—they truly dare to dream!

Jin Dongliang said, "Ah, you think too simply. Commander Lu is right; our kind of civilization, when it doesn't encounter a crisis, that's fine. But once it does, truly, it's like the sky collapses and the earth falls apart; it only takes a few seconds for the whole world to collapse."

"It's better to be a bit more steady."

Jin Dongliang thought of the past events and still felt the chills.

Not just him, other experts who had experienced the "Painted Skin" battle similarly felt a deep connection.

These thirty years have been too comfortable, too easy.

"I'm afraid if we're too cautious, we might miss opportunities. Besides, haven't you noticed? That atmosphere, it's spreading slowly."

Everyone fell silent for a while.

That was a kind of inertia of thought.

It wasn't that everyone had become lazy, but over thirty years, engineers and scientists were still passionate, students were full of youthful vigor, and craftsmen, as if possessed, wanted to create legendary masterpieces!

Well, if not legendary masterpieces, then "Rare" or "Superior Level" ones would suffice, right?

This atmosphere stemmed from the very bottom of the genes—human nature is essentially lazy.

Yet this world is so cruel, how many civilizations can survive till the end of an Epoch, and when will the next disaster strike? Will they choose a slow death, or to grow while overcoming difficulties? Or, will they wither halfway and become relics for the next Epoch?

These questions, no one could answer.

Jin Dongliang sighed, "Life indeed has become more comfortable."

Lu Tiantian smiled, "Yes, that's exactly why I'm anxious."

"After so many years, there should be few civilization milestones left..."

"Civilizations that ventured out of the Safe Zone might not be so few either."@@novelbin@@

"It looks like we are thriving, but in fact, we don't have much of an advantage."

"Those technological civilizations, with populations of tens of millions, even hundreds of millions, how can we compare?"

As the dean of the Great Academy of Sciences, Lu Tiantian was acutely aware of the power that came with population size.

Many industrial tasks were basically experiential science, accumulated by countless people over time.

Take the smelting of special steel, for instance; an old craftsman could tell if it was up to standard just by looking at the color and feeling the texture, while a novice... well, they would use various fancy methods to no avail, and still not match the old craftsman's skill.

Without enough people and time, catching up with technology was impossible.

Today was the 17,433rd day of the Ninth Epoch, and even in Safe Zone time, it had been 174 days, nearly six months. Civilizations that were a bit braver, with high probability, had truly ventured out of the Safe Zone.

This made the younger generation very anxious.

"There's no need to undervalue ourselves; we also have our own advantages," said Professor Desert from the Great Engineering Institute, standing on the other side and smiling, "We have plenty of experts here, you have to admit that."

Most of the experts had gone into Engraving research.

Indeed, this was currently the most promising position, and for the foreseeable future, Engravings would remain the core of Ideal Technology.

Perhaps there were many Second Generation Civilizations like the Mandala Empire in the world, also possessing many experts.

But if the experts did not engage in research and only developed their martial prowess, then the significance of experts was very limited.

After all, no matter how much a sentient being cultivated, it was very difficult to be stronger than an Anomaly.

A society with stronger individual warriors was more likely to fall into a feudal age and could not perfectly utilize human resources.

"Can individuals really not defeat them?" Lu Tiantian asked, puzzled, "Uncle Jin, as a Level 6 Expert, how many moves could you withstand?"

"In front of a real 'Demon,' I wouldn't last a single move," Jin Dongliang shook his head relentlessly, "I wouldn't even escape with my life, unless I had some kind of Divine Skill to preserve it. You really haven't seen it... alas, it's like a nightmare."

The battle from back then was still classified at a high level.

However, Jin Dongliang was deeply aware that your great father, who hadn't made a move in a very, very long time, was the highest combat force of the entire civilization.

If it weren't for that unique level of power, do you really think all the experts would be so easily submissive?

It was tough!

Because the unique level of power had integrated into the populace without putting on airs, the experts could only imitate and do the same... Read new chapters at My Virtual Library Empire

On the TV, Lu Yuan spoke energetically, "Ladies and gentlemen, even though we have achieved great things in recent years, we must understand that we are still not a strong civilization."

"Resources here are too scarce, and it's nearly impossible to elevate everyone to Level Three."

"Therefore, we must leave."

"To seek out civilization relics, to excavate resources, to return to the mother civilization, these are our short-term goals."

"Thus, following the high-level meeting and research decision: we must set sail after this Spring Festival."

"As an ancient poem from the human mother civilization goes: 'When the strong wind breaks the waves, there will be a time, when we hang the cloud sail to sail the vast ocean!' Ladies and gentlemen, please prepare yourselves. Hardships and dangers are necessary to achieve greatness!"