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Chapter 21: The Dream of the Pure White Empire (Please Read!)

"No matter how many times you tell me, I still hold this attitude. He is absolutely God, and the most powerful and merciful God."

He cut through the thorns with a knife, then pushed them aside with the pure white ceramic gauntlet in his hand. The man in charge of clearing the way spoke to the people behind him without turning his head.

Compared to a week ago, when everyone could only use the small stone axes in their hands to carefully cut the vines and had to walk around the trees, the equipment of the pioneer team has now become completely different from the past and has undergone a qualitative change.

Everyone wore a suit of scorching porcelain armor that gradually changed color in the sunlight. Although heavy, it made it virtually impervious to scratches from the nasty large branches in the jungle. With large leaves and soft flocs filling their joints, their movements through the forest were unimpeded.

The axe in his hand was a stone porcelain axe that had been polished to an extremely sharp edge. Only two axe strokes were needed to get rid of those extra twigs.

Although the big tree still needs to take a detour to move forward, there has been a qualitative change compared to before.

Looking at their own equipment, even the most powerful warriors of the Hill Empire they were in before were probably not as well-equipped as their current equipment.

What a breathtakingly beautiful thing it is! Just wearing it makes you feel like a warrior is fighting alongside you, giving you a full sense of security and a strong sense of belonging. All of this is because the benevolent gods have spread their wisdom to the world.

"Whether you admit it or not, he is God."

The ceramic sole with stripes to increase friction kicked down the shaky tree branch. After checking the soil quality, the pioneer stepped on it.

"We come from a land with gods, unlike you nobles who were directly created by gods. Lord Leon is even more powerful and terrifying than our original gods."

"Do you know what we get in return for sacrificing a month's worth of newborns? Just a 10% increase in our harvest. We once killed a whole year's worth of children in the hope of averting that year's famine. But guess what? The gods accepted our sacrifice, but didn't respond."

"God doesn't always respond to you, but Lord Leon is right here, listening to us and watching us do things every day. He's not God, but he's more noble than God."

"..."

The artificial crowd following behind raised their eyebrows, but did not refute these things.

Because in their shallow and simple knowledge, a god does not need to respond to the believers' desires at all times. Most of the time, the god will take the initiative to ask for sacrifices, and will bring disasters if they are not given.

Someone like Leon, possessing immense power, listening to people's opinions, and working only eight hours a day, was practically unique. So, their attitude was, since Leon said he wasn't a god, then he wasn't. No objection, no comment. But to those outside, this was undoubtedly the will of the gods.

"I have no doubt that we are forging a great white empire."

Climbing towards the highest point of the island, a man in heavy ceramic armor nimbly jumped onto a rock and said with ease:
"A god of wisdom and change. An omnipotent and comprehensive god. He may like the color white and want to build a pure white empire, unlike the dark Britannia. And we, we are fortunate to be his first generation of subjects."

The pure white porcelain was deeply embedded in the stone wall, and the sharp angles were not even worn away too much.

It is lighter than pig iron, tougher than ordinary bricks and stones, and cannot be broken or smashed. Even if such a material is a substitute, it will be a very good substitute.

Perhaps this island couldn't produce steel, but this pure white substance allowed them to travel greater distances and see wider vistas. Humanity's actions and cultural advancement relied on a variety of materials and tools. The more advanced ones used fuel and ritual engines, while the less sophisticated ones, like them, relied on their feet and shoes.

As long as you climb this small hill with an altitude of several tens of meters, you can see the scenery on the other side.

But without protective gear and shoes, this is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Perhaps this is the natural barrier of civilization.

The emergence and application of synthetic materials may have been the initial choice. Because only through this method can humanity advance further and continuously move forward. Just like stone, just like ceramics today, or even more traces and imprints that may appear in the future.

"He is helping us, and we need to give him something in return. Even though he himself won't admit it, we must clearly know that it is God's mercy and patience. He is with us, a great being who truly exists and can be communicated with."

Another axe struck a faint indentation and embedded itself deeply into it.

I don’t know if it was an illusion or something else, but some invisible screams seemed to be gradually weakening with the chopping of the ceramic axe, and the road to the top of the island seemed to become clearer and clearer.

After several decades, the stairs, built by unknown people, gradually appeared in front of the pathfinders.

Although the road was covered with countless vines and plants, under the sharp white daggers and axes, they were turned into a series of dry firewood and nutrients to feed the hanging garden.

The pathfinders finally stood at the highest point in the area they had discovered, overlooking the entire island. Looking into the distance, the outline of the entire island was clearly visible, and even more distant and incomprehensible things could be seen.

"...We need your help, great god."

"I heard everything you said. I repeat, I am not God. And what else do you need?"

"We hope to gain knowledge of the ship. We have discovered another island, not far from us, for all to see."

'I know. ’

Because I saw it too.

Sitting in the sky garden and chewing some fruit, Leon looked at a small corner of the edge of the map and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

'System prompt: You have fully explored one of the current Misty Islands! You have seen another island in the Misty Islands! You can use your technology and ships to conquer this new island!'

'System prompt: Please note that there may be some unsafe factors on the island, please be prepared!'

'System prompt: You have discovered a hidden area!'

(End of this chapter)