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Chapter 30 We fear God, because He guides us to our destination (Please read on!)

The Misty Islands are, in a sense, a very good place.

We have been here for over three months without any major typhoons, natural disasters, earthquakes, or other disasters. Observations and investigations have revealed that the rivers that traverse the main islands do not experience high and low tides, but rather are rare and stable natural spring-fed rivers.

There was no corrosion from deep-seated minerals, nor was there any contamination from magical elements or resentment. The entire island was serene and tranquil. Although a large portion of it was likely natural territory artificially reclaimed by the Nameless Sect using magic and rituals when they first moved here, the fact that it had been able to function continuously for seventy years without collapse was a testament to the sect's exquisite manipulation of nature.

If it were Britannia, this ecosystem deployment system alone would likely make an entire sect a shining feather beneath its wings. However, from the fragmentary accounts, it's clear that even with such miraculous manipulation abilities, the members of the sect were unable to become a part of their glorious ascension. In the end, after witnessing some horrific phenomenon, they developed a desire for self-destruction and ultimately chose to be killed by a group of inexplicable outsiders in this isolated archipelago.

This despair and loneliness can be seen in their architecture: the abandoned city defense system, the already laid infrastructure, and the planned terraces and sections—everything is a perfectly artificially planned ecological template.

But they ultimately chose to do nothing, and even though they knew there was malicious intent, they chose to surrender and die.

I'm afraid the entire sect has no hope of survival.

The location Leon had chosen was likely the site of some ritual site the sect once used to communicate with the gods and the heavens. This large platform near the river covered a vast area, cleared to reveal a flat rock platform with traces of construction.

However, for unknown reasons, the Nameless Sect abandoned the construction of this structure, leaving behind only some mysterious runic markings, some remaining marble slabs, and various construction materials. This remained untouched for seventy years until Leon's team arrived and began construction on the temple, confirming that this was once a place connecting heaven and earth.

However, with the current cultural division, there has been a certain gap and conflict between the Silver Gate and the Porcelain Island, which makes the atmosphere on the construction site seem to have a subtle sense of conflict.

Throughout the construction site, workers from Porcelain Island often wear Lianshan Kiln porcelain of various colors in order to prove their correctness and highlight the superiority of their place of origin.

The people of Porcelain Island have further discovered the properties of these mysterious kaolin clays containing soul stone fragments. They can silently imagine a certain color and structure while forging. When fired, the soul stone fragments will form the same color and structure according to their previous intentions under the influence of high temperatures, creating a magnificent sight that touches the soul.

Some outlined the colors of the starry universe, some depicted the blue sky and the sea, some depicted trees and plants, and some even painted the scene of the collapse of their former hill empire on the outside of their porcelain clothes to prove that they had witnessed more things and a more terrifying future.

In contrast, the population of the Silver Gate area had no comment at all on this.

They are just people who follow Leon's will and obey Leon's ideas. They have never thought about showing off where they live.

The people of these ceramic islands chose to leave on their own, and then when they saw the people on the main island starting to build, they expressed envy and jealousy, which led to their distorted appearances.

But being constantly attacked like this would make even a clay man angry. The Silver Gate's largest population was comprised of wizards and sorcerers of all kinds. Their vibrant and beautiful gardens of flora and fauna, combined with the hanging gardens at the rear, often required no words; a single glance was enough to overwhelm the Porcelain Island crowd.

Li Ang, who witnessed the entire cultural conflict, just felt that these people were funny.

'System prompt: Your Universal Wonder Oracle is under construction!'

'System prompt: Your Universal Wonder Oracle, due to its construction materials and materials, will have a higher appeal to affixes such as Wonders, Plants, and Porcelain! Your Wonders can easily attract like-minded gods and nature spirits, which is great!'

"System prompt: The Oracle itself does not provide any powerful blessings to civilizations, but you can strengthen the Oracle's grace and exchange items by completing tasks among the Oracle's gods or transforming rare items built by the Oracle. The more unique the product, the more likely it will attract related concepts."

"System prompt: There is no upper limit or data limit for upgrading the Oracle. You can upgrade the Oracle by any means and in any way! But please note that completely pursuing the gods will only bring disaster. The birth of a population and civilization may require the help of the gods. But for them to be passed down forever and become part of this world, perhaps too much divine intervention is not necessary."

In fact, Leon’s main idea in building the Oracle was to give these idle guys something to do.

If you want to upgrade the Lianshan Kiln, you will need too much labor and productivity. Moreover, according to the current progress, perhaps by the time the culture is promoted to the feudal era, there will not be enough time to use the second-level Lianshan Kiln.

As for other building construction, that's even easier. At Leon's promotion speed, building a building, making it functional, and then demolishing and rebuilding it would take less than thirty days. This would result in a huge waste of productivity. Building requires productivity, and demolishing also requires productivity.

So after thinking it over and taking a look at the progress of these fools in learning sailing, Leon resolutely chose to create another spectacle.

He really didn't want to build wonders. Wonders were a waste of money and labor, and much of the production was redundant. Li Ang knew this better than anyone. But who could have let his system and population get stuck here? If the population was large, he could just open up the wasteland and simply pile people on top, completing a major transformation in a few years.

Now, there are only about two hundred people, split into two groups. Even if you build a community, there's likely to be a lot of empty houses. It seems pointless to build such a large-scale project. It's better to just build a wonder first. The bonuses granted by a wonder can also supplement the creativity and action of individual units. This way, even a sparse population can promote technological and magical advancements, which is a good thing.

Of course, the price they paid was that the two groups, due to their clear division of labor, became even more isolated from each other. The fusion of science and witchcraft has always been a beautiful ideal. Everyone has their own ideas and theoretical systems, and if they want to merge, they need someone who is absolutely neutral and without any emotion to develop it.

Unfortunately, Leon himself wasn't responsible for development; he simply served as the big brother and big daddy. The others were simply working on their own projects in their own little corners. They were already quite content with developing things like Thought Porcelain and the Lianshan Kiln porcelain assembly line. Meanwhile, the people at the Silver Gate manipulated plants to create a vast garden overflowing with blossoms.

These wizards, who had mastered witchcraft and the occult, used their powers to stimulate the growth of gardens and plantations. At least some food would fall from the branches every day. Now there was no need to worry about the Hanging Gardens not having enough food every day.

In addition, as navigation gradually advanced, some people began to try to catch fish washed ashore on the beach, and because of the start of sea catching, more sumptuous dishes began to appear on the dining table.

From the perspective of production and diet, these people's lives are indeed getting better and better. But from the perspective of ideology and culture, Li Ang feels from the bottom of his heart that these people are hopeless.

"The Lord God led us out of the false god's kingdom and allowed us to survive on this ownerless island."

"He was kind and compassionate, and gave us food in the hope that we could settle down."

"However, a sinner emerged among us. He was a believer in a false god and wanted to harm the Supreme Being. But the moment he witnessed the divine majesty, his mind collapsed. He wept bitterly and began to confess his misery and the emptiness of his faith."

"The gods forgave him and ascended his consciousness into heaven. However, because of his despicable behavior, his body still remains with us to atone for his sins. But it was precisely because of this offense that the gods even felt compassion and believed that poverty and suffering had made us so miserable. He forgave our sins and shared with us the most beautiful power in the world."

"With God's grace, we built a mysterious cave within his wisdom, but he waved his hand and called it a divine kiln we built together. By playing with the white clay and mixing it with the fragments of our souls, we can obtain God's true gift. All of this is a creation bestowed upon us by God, yet he mercifully claims it is the result of our own wisdom. We have simply despicably exploited God's kindness and stolen these magnificent creations."

"However, amidst this immense grace, there is a small group of people who remain indifferent."

"They are a people created by God himself, emotionless, inferior creatures. They do not understand God's greatness and mercy, but are simply machines that obey orders. Even when God illuminates the entire ocean with the light of white porcelain, allowing them to see the fate of those who resisted burning in the sea, these people remain indifferent."

"People who claimed to be the sons of the gods entered the central island and also built a city-state under the gods' guidance. They were the products of the gods' creation, and they possessed the ability to manipulate nature. Even the gods' own thrones were driven, because the gods were tolerant and forgiving, even allowing them to steal some of their power. They could even build gardens for the gods, adding to their beauty, but these people never felt supreme happiness and glory."

"They also claim that all this is due to their own actions, not God's grace. Such outrageous words. We build God's white walls on the island, but they mock God's gift from within. God himself does not care about all this. He generously forgives everyone's rebellion. But we will remember. History will remember. The marks of this rebellion have been written on the white walls. My people on this white wall, my people thousands or even tens of thousands of years from now, the moment you see these tiles, you will feel our anger and sorrow. God loves us, but we cannot repay Him."

"..."

In fact, I think the best reward you can give me is for you to be more normal.

Watching the remnants of the Hill Empire grit their teeth as they fired one porcelain plate after another and then inlaid them on the white wall, Leon finally understood why the divinely bestowed white wall was a national building rather than a defensive building.

This group of people is burning their history into the city walls, bit by bit carving what they believe to be true statements and opinions into their interiors. Whenever the walls are renovated or inspected, these traces of history can be seen one by one before one's eyes, letting everyone know what happened in the past.

Li Ang himself naturally wouldn't stop them, just as their historical documents stated. Li Ang was a very kind person, and wouldn't dismiss anything as bad simply because of language or anything else. It was just that the records seemed slightly different from his impression of reality. Perhaps this was simply a difference in national narratives, and Li Ang didn't really care.

Because what was written in the Silver Gate defense system on the other side made him even more nervous.

After the latest language research was completed, the defense system written by Silver Gate was summarized in just one sentence.

"Outsiders are not allowed to enter. Only those born from the Silver Gate can enter."

"..."

To be honest, was I punished by some supreme will that I had to lead such a group of geniuses to explore the world?

And even in this situation, the conflict between civilizations is less than 1%. Isn’t it too civilized?

Looking at the time passing by bit by bit and the oracle gradually being built and topped out, Leon, who had been eating fruit in the sky garden, couldn't help but question himself in his mind.

(End of this chapter)