[Dungeon Settlent in Progress...]
[Item Harvest: None]
[Dungeon Card Cooldown Ti: 48 hours]
Space was torn open by a rift like a giant eye, and Lin Lan tumbled out of the exit in disarray.
The items he originally brought in naturally exploded completely—a Fake Philosopher’s Stone, a set of work clothes, and the storage bag prepared by Bai—all devoured by the bugs.
So much so that Lin Lan was entirely bare at the mont.
Still, this dungeon exploration could be called very fruitful! Lin Lan looked at the system panel.
[Current Holy Spirit Points: 21]
This is the current limit of the Sun Legion in killing enemies during the Nightmare Celestial Disaster.
However, the Dawn Steel Plant produces new armor daily, and the combat strength of the Sun Legion is growing every mont.
Lin Lan believes the next battle will be even better. If the warriors can withstand the insect swarm’s onslaught, the Ark can harvest a large batch of chanical husk materials...
The Foreigner not only covets the souls of the bugs but also their bodies.
One must admit, the new dungeon is indeed enticing! It wasn’t in vain that he waited so long.
Just then, a slippery hand suddenly pinched Lin Lan’s waist, making the young man jump and look up, finding the Blond Witch staring at him unblinkingly...
"What do you want?" Lin Lan glared at the other party.
"What’s in the new dungeon, after all?"
Lucia’s big eyes were full of curiosity: "I’ve waited for you a very long ti, and when you ca out, you just sat there dazed without saying anything."
"You have to give so ti to think, right?"
Lin Lan put on the coat Bai handed over and grumpily ruffled her grimy hair.
"Hehehe, I’m just anxious. Hurry up..."
Lucia rubbed her little hands, openly scanning his body. Perhaps under Eleanor’s bad influence, the Pirate First Mate’s eyes showed no trace of the expected shyness.
Looking at that lively face, Lin Lan suddenly felt a sense of surreal detachnt. An invisible snowflake drifted past his eye, the other side of the ice crystal reflecting the manor’s ruins and the girl’s vacant eyes.
In the future, she didn’t wait for hope.
"How cold!"
Lucia suddenly exclaid, and Lin Lan snapped back to focus, discovering a thin layer of frost already coated the surrounding tabletop.
Goodness, the ’Nightmare Celestial Disaster’ governed by the Celestial Principle is indeed bizarre.
Upon seeing the future calculations, the ’answer’ of the future began tangling with the observer...
Lin Lan suddenly thought of the old Empire’s Black Emperor. What kind of despairing visions did that Empire Leader see? He madly preached the end, constructed huge structures, yet not a single person understood his words.
It’s said that when the tyrannical Monarch was stabbed to death on the throne, the palace’s unending snowstorm gradually subsided. Intolerantly, the ministers cheered loudly beside his corpse.
They loudly praised the bravery of the assassin, laughed wildly to celebrate the tyrant’s death, and rejoiced at the coming of a new era.
Black Emperor... White Crown King... Alfonso III... How many martyrs like this are there in this world?
Lin Lan gripped the new Philosopher’s Stone tight, extending his hand to grasp the invisible snowflake surrounding him.
In Lucia’s amazed gaze, the future’s answer segnts instantly fell into a indescribable void, with the ruin images on the ice crystal swallowed completely, disappearing without a trace.
"Oh dear! The food’s gotten colder!"
Lucia slapped her forehead, picked up the lunch box on the table, and hurriedly used a self-made fire-spraying gadget to heat it up.
"These delicious dishes were sent over by little Lisa at noon."
The petite witch’s mouth started to chatter nonstop: "Was that strange snowflake from the new dungeon? How about we eat and talk? I’m telling you..."
Lin Lan paused slightly, looking out the window.
Evening had arrived.
She truly waited for him for a very long ti.
·
Another waterfall of sunlight poured down from above, falling towards the steel plant’s direction, followed closely by dawn, illuminating fresh sprouts breaking through the earth’s surface.
A few golden Light-Seeking Vehicles shuttled around the nearby buildings.
Seagull City’s hospital building was already full of wounded urgently brought from Calot Port and Lulin Port.
This high-rise building is called ’hospital,’ but the dical facilities inside are nearly zero; Lin Lan rely provided a clean environnt for unified managent of the injured.
Now ’boiling water before drinking’ and ’washing hands before als’ have beco a part of Ark Kingdom citizens’ lives.
"Thank you, Lord Sami..."
In the room, the man with bandages wrapped around his head was moved to tears: "I thought I’d never wake up again..."
"This is my duty."
Sami patiently changed bandages on the injured, responding in Lin Lan’s gentle tone: "Don’t worry, just rest and recover during this ti; you’ll be back on your feet soon."
After simple advice, Sami left the ward, the young Giant slipping into contemplation.
I have already been appointed by Lord Lin Lan as the main administrator of the Ark Hospital.
At first, the inexperienced Sami was sowhat worried about whether he could take on this responsibility, but he soon realized that the physicians of the Age of Exploration had an overly simplistic understanding of "disease."
In the past, without even ntioning the Blood Plague, a simple cold infection could easily take the lives of commoners.
The "physicians" originally serving the Lion Heart nobility were even more abstract; their level could be accurately described as "small ailnts turn into major illnesses, major illnesses are untreatable."
They simply relied on flattery, using various heavy tal "dicines" and thods like bloodletting to attain the status of a physician.
The key is that those Lion Heart nobility with ssed-up brains really believed it, who knows how many people had died at the hands of these "physicians."
Now these guys have been completely cleared out by the Civilian Corps.
Sami’s eyes beca sowhat steely, glad that he, like other team mbers, had also found a direction to strive for in the future.
In his thoughts, he had already arrived at his office.
From narrow at the top to wide at the bottom, the large furnace imdiately entered the Giant’s eye, this treasure had been moved here.
Sami stood in front of the Molecular Reconstructor, staring at the formulas on the screen; he had already mastered the Celestial Principle script under the guidance of the bionic maids.
Formula 093: Blood Activation Gel.
The Ark Kingdom relied on this kind of dicine to turn things around...
"Just using so vegetables and freshwater to conjure up a dicine that replenishes blood and promotes hematopoiesis? What kind of weird principle is this?"
Sami muttered, his eyes turning peculiar: "The Celestial Principle civilization of the Third Era is simply unreasonable..."
What Lord Lin Lan said was indeed correct...
From the Third Era to the Quaternary Era, and now to the Age of Navigation, civilization has always spiraled downward, history continually collapsing, leaving posterity with nothing but a vast wasteland of ruins.
Sami swiped at the formula interface on the screen,
He scrutinized those Celestial Principle characters and the next second, Sami’s expression subtly changed.
·
Lin slowly opened her eyes.
She discovered that her right leg had already been fixed, and the wound on her arm had been carefully treated. The girl turned her head, her father’s face full of wrinkles was watching over her.
The girl wanted to sit up straight.
"Lin, you finally woke up."
The old Hunter naturally noticed the movent, he hurriedly stood up: "Don’t move your body, you’re badly hurt, Lord Sami has advised that you need to rest well."
"Where is this place..."
"This is the hospital in Seagull City, Lord Lin Lan sent people to bring us here imdiately and didn’t charge us any treatnt fees."
The old Hunter rambled on, and then tightly gripped his daughter’s hand, trembling as he asked, "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn’t hurt anymore."
Lin gently shook her head, looking into her father’s eyes: "Dad, Lulin Port..."
"The Alliance people who hard you have already been eliminated by the Lord."
The old Hunter imdiately responded, soothingly smiling: "Everyone is busy rebuilding the port now, and from now on, our ho will definitely be built stronger."
The girl listened to the news of victory, and a trace of smile appeared on her rosy face: "Father, I want to go back, Lulin Port still needs ."
The old Hunter hesitated.
The once dependent daughter seed to have grown up in an instant.
"You know, I don’t actually do any heavy work, I only need to sit at the dock recording things."
Lin’s tone was very light yet incredibly firm: "I don’t want to give up that job."
"You just rest assured and take care."
At this ti, a gentle voice reached the ears of the father and daughter, as the door was pushed open, and the figure of a gray-haired youth entered Lin’s eyes.
"Lord!"
The old Hunter stood up sowhat fearfully: "You..."
"No need to be nervous."
Lin Lan smiled at the old Hunter, then looked at the black-haired girl, his voice softening: "During the period of recovery, all the injured parties shall have their wages paid as usual, not a single Ark coin missing."
Lin’s cheeks flushed slightly, nodding sowhat shyly.
"Furthermore, people are preparing for a celebration."
Lin Lan placed the Roro Fruit he prepared on the table, he had prepared this negligible token of consolation for each wounded: "Celebrate before leaving."
"You have done so much for us, we should hold a celebration to honor you."
The old Hunter nodded, sowhat moved and said.
"No." Lin Lan shook his head.
In the puzzled gazes of the father and daughter, the Ark Leader solemnly said: "This celebration is for you."
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