Chapter 1 Fractures Between Ancient Civilizations

While fissures were appearing between ancient civilizations, Chen Hao was racing against time to prepare for the imminent full recovery. Nan City, on the other hand, seemed like a utopia, untouched by any outside influence.

Since Chen Hao left Nan City, Nilasong had truly followed his advice and rebuilt the entire city to resemble its appearance before the world's upheaval.

To cooperate with Nilasong's actions, Yu Cheng even had the Earth Followers dismantle the Nan City shelter.

In addition, he issued orders to the citizens of Nan City to resume production and trade!

Although most of the goods were provided by the government free of charge, and the profits from transactions had to be returned to the government...

The so-called resumption of production was merely the creation of useless products in some newly rebuilt factories...

All of this seemed meaningless, a complete waste of time.

But for Yu Cheng, this was his most important job so far... playing along with Nilasong!

He wanted to recreate a city as similar to the old Nan City as possible.

Nan City.

Inside a small farm courtyard that was a 1:1 replica of the farm on Mad Breath Island.

Nilasong sat in a rocking chair, swaying gently in its elegant white robe, looking indescribably leisurely and content.

Its gaze was directed at the city in front of it, where the original residents of Nan City had returned to the homes that had been rebuilt for them.

The citizens were extremely excited.

But in addition to their excitement, they also had deep confusion about the series of instructions issued by the government.

Why did the government ask them to do meaningless things?

Why did the government ask them to live as much like they did before the world changed?

The disaster had clearly not disappeared!

These citizens did not know about the matters between Nilasong and Chen Hao, but although they were puzzled by the government's instructions, they still followed them very cooperatively.

Because no matter how stupid or incomprehensible the things they were asked to do, at least their current living environment was much better than it had been in the shelter!

"Youle Supermarket special offer on vegetables..."

The piercing sound of a high-frequency loudspeaker came from the distance.

Thin white smoke billowed from the tall factory chimneys in the distance.

Someone was harvesting the already-ripe Level 2 crops in the fields.

Someone was riding a motorcycle through the streets, with a sign advertising the collection of old appliances.

This scene looked very harmonious, as if the old Nan City had really returned, and the disaster that had swept the world had never happened!

But Nilasong sat in the rocking chair, its eyes filled with indifference.

It looked at the city full of life, its emotions unmoved.

It was clearly sitting in the center of the city, but it seemed to belong to another world.

Because it knew very well that all of this was fake.

The broadcast from the piercing high-frequency loudspeaker was recorded by a government official.

Youle Supermarket was essentially just a government distribution point for supplies!

The people who were attracted to "shop" by the broadcast were actually just going to collect their daily living supplies, food, medicine...

Inside the factory, people manufactured rubber products through several assembly lines, only to turn around and throw them into the melting furnace after they were produced, turning them back into raw materials and continuing to repeat the process over and over again.

Those who were harvesting in the fields, their work could have been done with more efficient mechanization, and they didn't have to bend over and wield sickles in the sweltering heat.

And those who were riding motorcycles to collect old appliances were actually police officers in official positions completing their patrol duties.

Beneath the surface of this city full of life was actually a low-quality stage play.

"Hoo..." Nilasong sighed softly.

It knew that it shouldn't have too much hope for this matter, but looking at everything in front of it, it still felt somewhat ridiculous.

It stood up and wanted to walk around.

Just then, its keen mental strength suddenly noticed a clear gaze staring at it. Following the direction of the gaze, it saw a little boy with half his head sticking out from behind a large tree in the distance, looking timidly in the direction of the farm.

Seeing Nilasong's gaze, the little boy was startled and turned to run away.

"Don't be afraid, come here..." Nilasong smiled gently and waved to the little boy, and took out a strangely shaped candy from its arms: "I'll give you candy."

The little boy tilted his head and stood still for a moment, finally unable to resist the desire for candy, and trotted all the way to the farm.

He took the candy from Nilasong's hand, tore open the wrapper, and put it in his mouth. The unprecedented fragrance and sweetness made his eyes widen, and he also developed an inexplicable trust in the old man in front of him, whom he had never met before.

"Is it good?" Nilasong asked softly.

"Yeah." The little boy nodded: "It's very, very sweet."

Nilasong smiled.

He had never met the little boy in front of him, and there was no relationship between them. This act of kindness was simply because this was Hanhan's hometown.

In Nilasong's eyes, this little boy was like a human looking at a cute puppy. Giving him candy was merely a kind of feeding impulse that humans involuntarily displayed when looking at a cute animal.

"Grandpa, why do you live here?" The little boy hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but ask the question in his heart: "This used to be Chen Hao and Li Hanhan's home, where did they go now?"

Hearing the little boy's words, Nilasong raised its eyebrows and said, "I'm their... relative, do you know them?"

"Yeah, I live over there... my mother used to bring me here to buy strawberries and native eggs, and Li Hanhan and I were classmates in the same kindergarten." The little boy sucked on the juice of the candy, pointing to a two-story building not far away, "She was also my group leader!"

"Then do you like them?" Nilasong asked with a smile.

The little boy replied without hesitation: "Li Hanhan is my good friend... but Chen Hao is a bad guy!"

"Why?" Nilasong didn't use its intelligent brain abilities, but teased the other party like an ordinary old man.

"Because I used to take Li Hanhan to the river to play in secret, and after Chen Hao found out, he beat me up... and told my mother about it, hmph! I hate him!" The little boy recalled his past tragic experience and said with a look of indignation: "What's the big deal about bullying a child? He's really a bad guy!"

The little boy complained to Nilasong about Chen Hao's "evil deeds", completely unaware that Nilasong's originally kind expression had gradually become stiff.

The next moment.

Dong!

A crisp and loud flick on the little boy's forehead rang out.