The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 765

Time flies, and before we knew it, the plague had occurred two years ago.

Since the incident involving the creatures in the northern suburbs of Zelenna, the past 18 months have been neither particularly unremarkable nor particularly memorable for Black Rob.

Of course, from another perspective, a skilled strategist doesn't boast of impressive achievements; the main projects are progressing smoothly, and the most prominent characteristics are only 'tedious' and 'repetitive,' which precisely indicates that they are doing a good job.

Any force that wants to grow bigger and stronger cannot bypass this period of arduous internal cultivation and accumulation.

However, Black Rob's situation is more complicated.

After all, in another time and space, he had the ambitious Elf King, who was striving to revive the Elf race, as his rival.

Therefore, it is not enough to simply rely on the contrast with other shelters to make them thrive in this post-disaster world.

Fortunately, in another timeline, the plan orchestrated by Argus, the Prince of Misfortune, who was suspected to be the son of the Elf King, to lure the enemy into a trap ultimately turned into inviting a wolf into the house.

From the perspective of the resurgent elves, Luo Yuansu and his ever-growing Yuansu army played a disgraceful villainous role, dedicated to causing trouble for the elves, engaging in various acts of destruction, sabotage, and slaughter. They were truly a racial enemy that the elves hated to the core.

Luo Su did this not on a whim, but as an agreement he had made back when he first contacted Black Rob.

The agreement essentially stated that unless Blackrobor contacted him, he would become a destroyer once the deadline arrived, doing everything in his power to prevent the revival of the Elven race.

The agreed-upon deadline had arrived more than a year ago. Luo Su naturally didn't hesitate and immediately got to work.

Therefore, while Black Robb was leading a group of human survivors to climb out of the pit, the Elf King's revival plan was essentially making no progress.

Of course, things weren't easy for Luo either.

The Demon Emperor's intervention not only activated the pre-set hidden door in the spacetime where Black Robo was located, but also provided the Elf King with certain technical support.

This made it impossible for Luo Yuansu to replicate the good fortune of the sacred duel when he first arrived in your land.

It must be said that some things are only appreciated after they are lost.

While sacred duels involve considerable risks, their advantage lies in their decisiveness and the winner taking all.

Unlike later, when the Elf King's lineage changed its style and stopped relying on wealth and high-end battles, it instead used a large amount of rare and extraordinary resources to create extraordinary industries.

In other words, the Elf King lineage gradually developed extraordinary industrial bases with different approaches but similar styles, and then continuously produced various weapons using ordinary extraordinary resources as materials and energy, including but not limited to heavy weapons, clone-like soldiers, and so on.

As a result, the struggle between the two sides increasingly resembled a dynastic power struggle.

While Luo Su certainly has advantages in terms of strategic and tactical concepts, after all, Black Luo Bo possesses knowledge of cyber-era technology and knows how to fight modern and even future wars.

However, the Elf King also has his own advantages, namely, he has a more solid foundation, can afford to lose, and learns quickly. Although he is also injured, he is not dead. Through the trials of blood and fire, he has caught up in terms of tactical concepts and weapon manufacturing.

If it weren't for the fact that Luo's elemental energy conversion technology was truly amazing, and that Luo's faction, which started from scratch and later supported Black Robo's side, might not have been able to outlast the Elf King's faction.

In short, the situation in the new time and space is a fierce battle in which the outcome is impossible to discern in the short term.

Black Robb was already quite satisfied with this.

Although he had spent a considerable amount of money exchanging information, he had not communicated with Luo Suoyuan again after that initial contact.

However, there is also an agreement that unless something major happens on Luo Su's side, he will not take the initiative to contact him without regard to the cost as he did last time.

Luo Susu has not contacted him yet, and he has no special feeling like he suddenly has a whim. He knows that Luo Susu is acting according to the agreement. He has not achieved a great victory, but he has not suffered a great defeat either. Instead, he has fought to a standstill with the Elf King's faction to some extent.

That's fine. It slows down the development of the Elven race, so the Elven King's plan to seize the main spacetime will have to be dragged on in a lukewarm manner. It can't catch up with the explosive development, so it has to be a test of endurance and longevity, and that's where the variables come in.

Meanwhile, in the spacetime where Black Robb resides, the Chaotic Staircase is becoming increasingly dilapidated.

A year and a half ago, by cracking the intelligence related to the secret stronghold in the northern suburbs of Lennarzer, a method for searching other secret strongholds of the same faction was figured out. Subsequently, a fierce tactical strike was launched, which certainly caused heavy losses to the Chaotic Ladder, but more importantly, it was itself that was affected.

Forced cohesion, with superiors and subordinates relying on mutual deception to achieve their goals... When such an organization is on an upward trend, it can also cover up its contradictions, with everyone acting as parasites, using the organization's power as a shell to satisfy their own needs.

Once the upward momentum is lost, after a brief period of stagnation, it will quickly decline and begin to fall. After all, almost everyone is indirectly undermining the team and dragging down the overall performance.

Against this backdrop, the number of research institutes that were not uncovered during the fierce tactical strikes launched by Black Robo has reached double digits due to mismanagement, accidents, and other reasons.

After repeated confirmation by Blackrob, the severely damaged Chaotic Staircase is now incapable of advancing research related to the abominations.

This is both good news and bad news.

Just like individuals, once an organization loses its drive to strive for excellence, it often exhibits a retaliatory, diode-like reaction, resorting to various forms of complacency and stagnation.

One of the ways in which the Chaotic Staircase is slacking off is by selling its various intelligence and technologies to the outside world, including those related to the abominations.

This has led to incidents similar to the leakage of biotechnology and viruses.

This world has never lacked ambitious people, even in the apocalypse.

In fact, it was precisely because of the apocalypse and the bleak future that they became even more determined to take a gamble.

Therefore, the entire world, or rather the ecosystem of intelligent civilizations, is like a combustion under oxygen and pressure, burning away the last bit of combustible material in a spectacular and destructive manner.

What flammable material?
Nature is intelligent life itself.

Cruel exploitation, unscrupulous experiments, the plundering of resources, and the loss of basic trust between people leading to various misunderstandings and conflicts...

These are all deadly things, adding insult to injury to an already difficult situation.

Not to mention those second- or third-rate surviving groups, even the surviving supernatural forces that evolved from the remnants of the original major supernatural forces are in a precarious situation, like candles flickering in the wind, after being worn down time and time again.

However, none of this has much to do with Black Rob's sanctuary.

To put it bluntly: Black Robo had already foreseen that the dominant civilization in this world might face extinction, and now it's just a matter of time before things evolve into the worst possible scenario.

It is precisely this evolution that highlights the brilliance of his many detailed decisions at the time.

Since six months ago, or more precisely, seven months and twelve days ago, his shelter has stopped accepting survivors. Whether they come from the city or the countryside, whether they have a tragic past, or whether they are talented and lucky, they are no longer accepted.

Not long ago, the last shelter also evacuated from land and headed to the deep sea.

Back when he first came ashore and joined the Serpent Society, the Ocean Project (Sea Eye Base, which was always overseen by Number 2) was launched while he was carrying out a mission for the Society in Basingford. It finally broke through several key technological barriers and made it possible to build the underwater eco-city at a lower cost.

Moreover, construction isn't everything; sustainable operation must also be considered. Issues like resource acquisition and energy selection each present a multitude of problems. Even if these issues aren't resolved, poorly resolved ones are simply unsustainable and even Herobo can't afford to operate.

Because this is not an underwater city, but a total of three hundred. Given the Black Robo lineage's consistently tight resource chain, if it were operating at a loss, it wouldn't last long before collapsing on its own.

Fortunately, his puppet system was powerful enough. It lacked creativity but had strong execution. With a single command, everything went straight to the bottom. There was no double-dealing, and internal friction was negligible. This made the whole system run like a highly efficient machine, constantly improving the technical details (mainly any problems that occurred during the implementation of the technology) and finally opening up all the main channels.

Everything is in flux, and new problems will constantly arise. But if the major trends are established and the power of order suppresses the effects of entropy increase, then the overall situation will appear to be thriving.

As a result, one after another, residents of shelters with populations exceeding ten thousand went to live underwater.

After nearly two years of training, although many of these human survivors are still unruly, at least they can speak human language and know right from wrong.

Of course, this conclusion is drawn from Black Robb's perspective.

Many shelter survivors believe that when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Whether you live well or not is relative. Compared to the precarious lives of other survivors outside, the authoritarian environment provided by Black Rob is somewhat dictatorial and domineering, but still bearable.

In someone's words, "Those people outside are struggling to survive, while we are struggling to make a living."

Therefore, two years after the plague, Black Robo preserved more than three million original, legitimate people for the sake of humanity in this world.

Although they have moved to an underwater life and are suspected of transforming into sea dwellers, their daily lives are actually not much different from those on land. They still work hard, cultivate the land, and even the day-night cycle is controlled by the dome system, keeping them in sync with the outside world.

Some idle, self-proclaimed learned individuals have predicted that, several generations later, when the humans from the shelters return to the land, they may have to compete with other survivor groups of creatures that have inevitably degenerated into mutated savages for control of the land.

As for the sinister future, no one is optimistic.

Using metabolism as a metaphor, evil is too fast; it rises quickly and dies out just as quickly. As long as the supply of resources for survival is insufficient, large-scale extinction will occur.

As a result, we have already entered a serious stage of involution, but in terms of procreation, we have not shown even the slightest sign of progress.

Given this trend, no matter how many there are, it won't be enough to kill them all. Once a certain threshold is exceeded, the rate of decline accelerates to an exponential level, and they will perish within a year or two.

Some argue that this view is overly optimistic. Life always finds a way, especially with the involvement of supernatural forces.

The number of evil spirits has decreased sharply, which may be inevitable, but they are unlikely to disappear. More likely, when the descendants of the survivors of the shelter set out again, the evil spirits will become formidable obstacles on the road to resurgence, just as the ancient humans faced monsters.

Black Rob didn't think that far ahead or that much.

He is now more pragmatic, focusing his efforts on improving the underwater city system and ensuring it outpaces population growth among the shelter survivors, as well as on education and rehabilitation.

He had no intention of molding the survivors in the various shelters into the kind of people he wanted.

On the contrary, he places great emphasis on 'authenticity' and hopes that these three hundred shelters can preserve at least three hundred different regional cultural traditions.

When the shelters were first established, this aspect was taken into consideration. However, the total number of shelters at that time was two hundred. Later, it was reduced and added to reach three hundred. Due to the actual situation, there were no longer so many considerations.

In other words, at least one hundred of them are mixed regional models, encompassing multiple cultures.

To be honest, Black Robb doesn't know how this hybrid flow will ultimately turn out, but he is determined to protect intangible cultural heritage and has put it into practice in every aspect. Whether it will eventually merge or become the mainstream depends on the outcome of the long-term cultural struggle in their daily lives.

Besides these two major projects that consumed a lot of Black Rob's energy, another reason why he wasn't too keen on the possibility of humanity returning to land in the future shelter was that his reconnaissance and infiltration of the Night God Society had yielded some results.

Speaking of this, Black Robb must admit that he underestimated the abyss realm opened up by Night God by calling it 'the Underworld'.

Regardless of whether Night God is Parus, one thing is certain: the other party is definitely not a master thief who only scavenges scraps, takes advantage of chaos, and steals technology.

Because the opponent's base was not the human group as he had initially thought, but rather the underground tribes.

The claim of a hundred tribes is somewhat exaggerated; there aren't that many intelligent species living underground.

But there are still dozens.

A significant portion of them migrated from the surface.

Five thousand years ago, after Black Robo came ashore from the River of Time due to the Black Tide incident, he also paid some attention to the underground races.

The main purpose was to send the Holy Light faction, represented by the Apostle of Nature Sarah, to the underground to spread the faith, establish a natural alliance, and incidentally, to check on the ecological conditions there.

After all, the perspective of the Dark Hell (which guides the souls of the dead and covers the underground world) is a bit biased. It would be best to check from a different perspective. After comparing and correcting the information, the discrepancies will not be too great.

The matter was eventually dropped.

On the one hand, it's because Black Rob was highly efficient in resolving that crisis. Many situations were still unresolved and no longer important, meaning there was no possibility of him appearing on stage in 'this season' or even 'next season'.

On the other hand, the underground world is indeed not much different from what Black Robb knew. Although its landscape is just as beautiful as the surface world (comparable to the Underdark of Faerûn), the terrain makes the races there scattered and fragmented, making it difficult for them to cause any big commotion.

Against this backdrop, Black Robo naturally had no intention of interfering with its survival and development.

But this time, when the incident in the northern suburbs of Lennarzer brought the Night God Society to the forefront and he continued to pay attention to it, he discovered that his initial understanding had become stereotypes and even prejudices. This seriously affected his understanding of the current underground races.

In fact, the rise of the underground tribes is only a matter of the last few hundred years.

Specifically, it echoes the collapse of the Dark Hell.

If the Dark Hell still exists, then the souls of the dead are a powerful surveillance perspective. By learning about the souls of the hundreds of races in the underworld, their social landscape can naturally be depicted, and the details can be updated from time to time.

While Black Robo was the largest inheritor of the Dark Hell's collapse, including intelligence-related information, the intelligence on the underground races naturally ceased at the moment of the Dark Hell's destruction.

The following centuries were purely his own arbitrary conjecture.

Based on the performance of the underground races over the past ten thousand years, he thought that even with epoch-making developments similar to the Industrial Revolution, their progress would be limited.

This speculation isn't entirely wrong, but it overlooks one crucial element: to what extent could a capable person like Parus, who insisted on using the underground tribes as pawns and poured his heart and soul into them, accelerate their development into society and even civilization?
(End of this chapter)