"No. 24 continued, "Another matter concerns the investigation into the lifespan and physical constitution of the Qingshi Town residents."
"The constitution of the locals, whether in terms of strength, speed, or disease resistance, is significantly better than that of Earth’s inhabitants, despite their severe lack of protein intake... We must admit that the principle of ’use it or lose it’ from nature still holds."
"However, due to various disasters, the average lifespan of Qingshi Town residents is only 28 years, with most deaths being unnatural. But there are so centenarians who are well-preserved, much like the constitution of a seventy or eighty-year-old from Earth."
An average age of 28, yet so live to a hundred—the starkness of these numbers.
"It’s reliable professionals like you who manage to find so many areas worthy of research in such a short ti... If it were up to us few roughnecks to take the field, who knows how long it would take?"
"Is longevity due to so kind of idealism factor, perhaps? It can’t be that they’ve cultivated so Abscess Rebirth Technique?"
Lu Tianming took another bite of the freshly boiled horse at, finding the texture sowhat coarse.
The locals’ cooking thods were hard to watch, rely boiling it in water, without a pressure cooker or seasoning, the taste seriously lacking.
"No, not that," No. 24 shook his head, "The living conditions here are too poor, and hygienic habits are awful. Bathing and such are considered luxuries."
"The locals engage in farming, often carrying burdens on their backs or heads, wrapping and pressing against their bodies until they sweat profusely. When exhausted, they barely splash on so water—I sotis wonder if they can even bring themselves to do that. Their quilts are whole pieces sewn together, almost never disassembled, hence rarely washed, and bedding is seldom changed. The living conditions are harsh, with fleas and lice aplenty."
"So, in these tis, it’s quite normal for people to have sores on their feet and pus in their mouths. As for beauties... they are almost nonexistent."
"It seems so. Only Xiao Hua looks sowhat young and pretty."
"Moreover, the special ability of the Pus Sore Mother is to trigger pus sores on a person’s body. Following a concentrated outbreak, the person’s immunity significantly rises, leading to a longer life."
"That’s why she is called the Pus Sore Mother and recognized by the court as a True God."
The Mountain and Sea Realm and the ancient era of Great Xia are quite similar, even worse in so respects. In modern Earth, post-antibiotic discovery, deaths due to fatal abscess on the back are nearly impossible, but here, they are quite common.
Various diseases and disasters cause the average lifespan to be just 28 years.
"So there’s that reason," Lu Tianming took a deep breath, "So, just like in web novels, as long as we continuously provide antibiotics, winning over the hearts of the people will be effortless, right?"
"Of course."
"And as for sothing akin to the Abscess Rebirth Technique as a Cultivation thod, isn’t it what we’re pursuing here? Aside from teachings from local deities, only those on the Floating Mountain possess such techniques en masse. These professions are called Taoists, Great Witches, Heavenly Masters, and so forth."
"Just like in the Cultivation World, the hierarchy is fixed with the true Cultivation Techniques held in the hands of the upper echelons... moreover, we brought too few instrunts with us, making targeted research difficult."
"If only we could go to Kunlun Mountain," Lu Tianming expressed with so emotion, "Then think of ways to join a sect or sothing. Our potential must be top-notch among humans, right?"
Sadly, they, a group of people, were sowhat repelled by the Mountain and Sea Realm and could only rely on the power of the Ga to slowly expand and strengthen Qingshi Town’s influence.
Carelessly leaving the protection of the Ga would an an unknowing death.
Suddenly, No. 24 rembered sothing: "Isn’t there a battle tomorrow?"
"Here’s the plan—I and the two chanics will work overnight to put together a few Crossbow Cannons that can fire bombs. You’re setting out tomorrow to fight the Water Ghost Pirates, right? Then you’ll get to use them."
"Mm, thanks for the effort," Lu Tianming clenched his fist, "With these long-range weapons, we’ll strike in one fell swoop and take them down!"
...
Witnessed by Pan Hao, over thirty thousand jin of horse at was divided up for most part.
The remaining horse at was smoked and dried, becoming property of the Taoist Temple.
The captured weapons also beca property of the Taoist Temple, managed by logistics personnel Feng Ling and Pan Hao.
The residents had no objections to this arrangent.
People here were pragmatic, keenly aware of who could offer them a al.
Whoever held power held everything. With each household receiving ten jin, there were no grounds for discontent.
"Uncle Pan, you seem very happy. Aren’t you a billionaire? The kind with properties on Hong Kong Island, living the life of a tycoon... to be living in poverty here, what’s there to be so cheerful about?" Feng Ling asked with a giggle.
When she had just crossed over to Earth, Pan Hao had taken her in, and the depth of their relationship ran deep.
"This sense of satisfaction is sowhat different from earning money," Pan Hao mused, "In my life of over seventy years, I’ve enjoyed and experienced everything, except for being an official. Watching Qingshi Town develop bit by bit gives a sense of fulfillnt."
"We are also rapidly developing on Blue Star—when will you co for a vacation together?"
"Ha, as soon as this is settled, for sure!"
Even the Divination Master lady, through her Crystal Ball, was enthusiastically engaging in communication with Pus Sore Mother.
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