Successors of all mankind

"My lord, perhaps you have forgotten that, unlike someone as noble as you, we lowly creatures can only please the machine spirit in this way."

The gatekeeper heard that the upper-class nobles had a completely different way of pleasing the soul.

But as for how they differ.

He didn't know.

He had only heard from the nuns that true nobles could use divine powers at will without paying any price.

Because that is the power that their bloodline and identity bestow upon them.

Even the priests of the Human-Machine Cult told them that the mere appearance of these noble beings, flowing with golden blood, could greatly delight the machine spirits. Were they perhaps meant to accomplish the impossible?

But those nobles are from completely different worlds. It seems that even the slave Nor is not worthy of letting them set foot on their land.

Anyway, that's what the priest said.

He never expected to see the Golden Bloodline; he only hoped that Yule could help them repair the Divine Machine.

Hearing what the gatekeeper said, Yu Le felt both amused and desperate.

Of course, when it comes to religious control and technological monopolies, there are definitely two different procedures between the lower and upper levels.

Otherwise, why would I let a nobleman torture me?

Then all this work was for nothing?

But this is good too. I can use the excuse of needing to be discreet to make them stay away without any suspicion, and at the same time, stop.

"Make them stop, then clear the area so I can take a good look by myself."

"Remember, no one is allowed to peek. You are in charge of overseeing it yourself. If any problems arise, you'll be responsible for the consequences!"

The gatekeeper hurriedly agreed.

He then told those who were still criticizing him to leave.

This should have been a good thing, but it filled those people with fear, saying:

"We can still fight, please, don't let us go down!"

"Just whipping myself isn't enough, is it? I'll cut off my hands, my feet! Please, please!"

"I don't want to go back! Let me continue!"

...

Their reaction puzzled Yu Le; something felt off.

What's wrong with them? They go down there as if they're about to be killed.

This doesn't really look like a death row inmate whose prayers were interrupted and whose meal was interrupted.

The main entrance was filled with angry curses:

"We won't do anything to you. This is the noble lord's order! Do you see? This nobleman is here to repair our divine machine. Hurry up and get off, don't dirty the noble lord's eyes!"

Hmm, this tone doesn't sound like it's directed at someone close to you.

Seeing Yu Le's strange look, Daimon tactfully explained:

"Hehe, sir, they are scavengers who want to join our settlement, so, so..."

Not having thought of anything good to say, Da Men coughed a few times and said:

"After all, although we have great respect for the Divine Strategist, we still have a lot to do!"

“However, once they complete the task, they will become part of our settlement, so it is still us offering sacrifices to the Divine Machine, my lord!”

Oh, I see.

Even in fear or fervor, wounds won't heal on their own, and lost labor won't magically appear.

Therefore, the best solution is to get another group of wastelanders who don't even have a settlement to engage in a 'benefit exchange' with them.

It's cruel and cunning, but what can you say in a place like this?

After laughing it off, Yu Le tried to find something else to distract herself and calm down, saying:

“Damen, remember this: when you talk to others, you should say that you are asking those who are confused to show their piety to the divine planner.”

The gatekeeper paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly, saying:

"Ah, I understand, I understand, sir!"

This explanation is far superior to his previous one!

As expected of a nobleman, he's much smarter than these other people!

"Alright, clear the area!"

The gatekeepers cheerfully greeted people to clear the area.

Thanks to Yu Le, he even began to consider having a large number of these people join the settlement.

After all, once the machine is repaired, they will need to make up for the lack of manpower.

He also keenly noticed that this noble gentleman was probably of very high lineage.

So much so that they were exceptionally kind to this bunch of trash.

He believed that only those who were on a completely different level from them would not bother with commoners.

That would be too undignified, but showing mercy demonstrates the nobility of one's bloodline!

So even though the old man was kind, he had to go along with it.

When I'm all alone in this place.

Yule finally had a chance to properly examine this 'miracle machine'.

It's about two meters tall and five meters long, resembling a high-end production line from the anime/manga series "Phantom Beasts," except that this one is more futuristic and sophisticated.

Yu Le stared at it for a long time.

He didn't understand anything.

He raised his hand, wanting to touch it, but then withdrew it.

He's just an ordinary person from the 2K era. When his phone breaks, all he knows is to restart it. What can he do?

He didn't even have the tools to take this thing apart!

Yu Le was utterly hopeless.

He suddenly found his act of kindness just now utterly ridiculous.

What right does he have to pull others down?

He himself is barely able to save himself!

And frankly, why was I the one thrown into this ghost world where I don't even know where this place is?

Since there was no one around, there was no threat of being exposed.

So after realizing that she probably couldn't escape, Yu Le finally broke down.

Like Rashomon, the transformation happened almost in an instant!

It may seem unbelievable, but it's actually quite normal.

Why me?!

In the midst of the collapse, Yu Le punched the divine machine.

He just wanted to vent. He was even prepared to break his finger.

Anyway, anything is better than this frustrating situation.

But the moment the fist landed on the outer shell of the divine machine, an indescribable sound arose.

It was as if something that had been dormant for too long was gently "awakened" by this punch.

Yu Le was stunned.

The machine in front of us began to shine brightly, the production line that had been shut down started running again, and the machine body and pipelines began to vibrate.

But it's not the kind of thing that's terribly broken and shakes like it's about to fall apart.

Rather... rather, it was an excited, irrepressible tremor.

I don't know how to describe the joy of entertainment.

But to be honest, it's like a lost dog that, after finding its owner again, starts wagging its tail frantically to curry favor?

"No way, it was fixed after just one punch???"

At this moment, Yu Le felt that the ending was a bit too absurd.

So many people outside have given so much and received nothing in return. He had only thrown a punch in despair, but Shenji, like a dog being petted by its owner, became overjoyed.

It's pretty good, though!

Chapter 13 The Shocking Gate

The fun is in the cultivation of divine wisdom.

The main gate was guarded by several clever men outside the small square, who kept a close watch on the surroundings, afraid that someone might sneak in.

But just then, one of his companions came over and said hesitantly:

"Chief, I... I forgot to tell you something."

He didn't even turn his head at the gate.

"We'll talk about it later. Keep a close eye on things and don't let anyone who's not careful wander in and upset the important person."

"It's...related to a benefactor."

The doorman then turned around. The other person looked conflicted and pointed to the house where the divine machine was kept:

"Well... after the machine stopped working, we disconnected its power cord to avoid wasting it."

The door opened its eyes wide:

"How dare you cut off the power to the machine?"

The other party quickly explained:

"We can't just let all that fuel burn for nothing, can we? That one piece is enough to feed several of us for a whole day!"

That's true. The gatekeeper didn't pursue the matter further, simply waving his hand dismissively.

"Alright, alright, I got it. Now, make sure you guard the door!"

"No, chieftain, why don't you understand?" the other person said impatiently. "Aren't you worried?"

The gatekeeper chuckled: "What are you worried about? You don't actually think that someone important doesn't know how to connect the divine machine to the power supply, do you? They can even fix the divine machine, how could they not know this? Do you think everyone is as stupid as you?"

The other person scratched their head and smiled sheepishly.

"Hehe, that's true... I know all this, how could you, sir, not know?"

He paused for a moment, then asked:

"However, should we send the raw materials in? You told us to clear out all the raw materials before, what if the important person wants to test the machine after it's fixed?"

The gatekeeper was taken aback:

"I forgot about that. None of us can go in until Your Excellency gives the order."

He had previously thought that Shenji wanted to rest and didn't want to work anymore, so he hurriedly had others move all the raw materials away.

To avoid making the machine spirit even more displeased.

After all, similar things had happened before, and similar things had been mentioned in other settlements and even by priests from the slave-owning Nor.

Even the most skilled engineers get tired and stop working.

Because the divine machines are meant to serve humanity, only humans can make them work unconditionally.

And these things are nothing more than inferior species tainted by human glory.

Even if everything is correct, one is still not worthy of being served by the divine strategist.

They can only please the spirits of the machine and make the divine machine feel pleased so that it will bestow its blessings!