My future is invincible?

Chapter 163 Artificial God Realm 1638
Let’s temporarily name this artificial divine world: 1638.

The historical process of this artificial divine world is similar to that of the main world.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the Qin Dynasty unified the country, and history continued to move forward until the end of the Song Dynasty, when a fork in the road appeared. The Yuan Dynasty, a deformed dynasty, did not replace the Song Dynasty, and the northern nomadic peoples failed to rule the Central Plains. One of the reasons was that granular black gunpowder was developed early by alchemists and used on the battlefield.

No matter how strong your cavalry is.

Even facing the fearless infantrymen throwing grenades in droves, he could not withstand it.

After several bloody battles.

The nomadic people who moved south were severely damaged.

He was defeated in the fight for the Khanate.

At this point, the Golden Horde lost interest in the tough targets in the south, and the steppe people turned their attention to Europe, raising their butcher knives towards areas that were easier to plunder.

But the Song Dynasty still perished.

The Song generals who had mastered the method of making black gunpowder had long been dissatisfied with the cowardly court. The killing of ministers on false charges broke the original political tacit understanding. The Zhao Song Dynasty ushered in a situation similar to the separatist rule of the late Tang Dynasty. Fortunately, the grassland people in the north were eyeing them covetously, and the war promoted the birth of gunpowder and sophisticated cannons and guns. In just ten years, a new Central Plains dynasty: Ling was established.

The spiritual dynasty is extremely upright.

Military achievements are the foundation of a country.

The next scene is about chasing the enemy to the north.

Relying on the temporary lead in technology, they snatched back the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun from the grassland people and restored the glory of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

History continues to roll forward.

During this time the steppe people were stagnant and weak.

The two rising dynastic forces from the south and the west gradually squeezed out the grassland people, and eventually formed the third pole of power in the world at that time in the position of the Rakshasas (Maozi).

At this point, the three-pole pattern of the world island began to emerge.

During this period of history, with the Western Regions as a passage, the three powers worked together to master the art of making friends with distant countries and attacking nearby ones, promising marriages, betraying one's face, and plotting against allies, and they had a lot of fun.

Too much power-seeking marriage.

There was a side effect.

That is, the upper echelons of the three poles soon became intertwined, and the emergence of breech-loading rifles made the cost of resistance so high that the untouchables could not bear it. In the suffocating and solidified resistance, time slowly came to 1638, the year when the three poles of the East and the West all started the steam engine revolution.

Then came attempts at electrification.

In this transformation, too many untouchables who have no ability to resist risks were driven into sweatshops.

It is called in history: Iron eater.

Then, as if it were a malicious joke of the world, during a natural disaster when the resentment accumulated by blood and sweat was about to explode, the chosen people at the bottom of society suddenly gained extraordinary powers and began a horrific catastrophe.

(For details, see Chapter 92)
Decades later, the catastrophe ended.

The horrific reign of the extraordinary began.

Why is the rule of the extraordinary people in the artificial divine world 1638 terrifying? The answer is actually very simple. All the common people have become slaves, unimportant in the eyes of the extraordinary people, and can be refreshed from the ground by themselves.

At the beginning, the extraordinary people still cherished their reputation.

The attitude towards the untouchables is that they are still human beings, and if they are beaten to death, they will be forced to cover it up out of humanity, justice and morality.

As the time goes.

The attitude of the extraordinary people became: I am a god, so what if I kill a bunch of untouchables for fun? Under the collapse of rituals and music, a large number of ferocious extraordinary people began to deliberately kill untouchables for fun, competing to see who could kill more creatively!
After a while.

The extraordinary people no longer care about the untouchables and will not deliberately kill them for fun, but this is not a good thing for the untouchables, because the extraordinary people have taken over the sweatshops, and all the untouchables are branded from birth, and have to work in the factories for their entire lives, contributing their ingenuity and strength to the gods. As for the female untouchables.

There is a more detailed and darker division based on body shape, posture, age and personality.

After a while.

Gods and untouchables have almost become two species.

The gods were tall and handsome, with the power to destroy armies and cities, and the Supreme King was even more powerful. The untouchables? They were short, thin and ugly, with an average age of 26. They were the meat parts of the factory, fresh snacks for the gods' pets, condiments and main dishes on the table, and toys that the gods occasionally used for fun according to custom.

In an age of disaster and in a society of disaster, a catastrophic force emerged that did not create a paradise, but a living, horrifying hell!
It turns out that people can be so evil and crazy towards each other!

Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

When resistance is hopeless and has no future, resistance itself still has meaning, but the price is too high. In the end, resistance is forcefully erased bit by bit. The untouchables are forcibly domesticated into being even more obedient and numb than Ah San. Outside the temples and palaces of the entire world, there is a dead and suffocating atmosphere...

Short of people?

How could there be a shortage of people?

Whenever the population decreases to a certain level, the gods will use drugs and whips to help the untouchables to force breeding. It doesn't matter what the three generations of relatives are of the untouchables who are locked up in circles, that's all!
It can be said that for anyone from the main world who travels to the artificial divine world 1638, the easiest way to die is to immediately choose to commit suicide by slitting one's throat. Otherwise, the days that follow will definitely be a life worse than death.

Look at the artificial divine world 1638 from the perspective of a psychic monk.

This world is hopeless.

There is no civilization, no propriety, no integrity, and even no "human" species. There are only animals and livestock, extraordinary individuals in this world, who can never become part of civilization. They, no, should be used, because they actively and passively abandon the attributes that humans should have.

If you are not a human being, then you do not deserve to enjoy humanitarianism and human glory.

"Damn it, I'm a little angry."

Through special means to explore Magadha's artificial divine world 1638 and examine the information downloaded from the battle space, Ji Ning, the smiling bureaucrat, rarely showed a cold expression, swore, and exuded a strong murderous aura.

Blasphemy!!!!
This is simply a blasphemy against humanity!

The Artificial God Realm 1638 is a deformed monster built on the sea of blood and corpses of civilization!

"I need to contact the beloved commander and tell him that there is an extermination order that needs his signature. He will definitely be happy to sign his name."

"Wait a minute."

Zhang Shouzheng stopped his friend's impulse at the moment.

"Why? Shouzheng, do you think this world can be saved?"

Ji Ning shook his head vigorously.

The artificial divine world 1638 is even more despairing than those worlds that have been made into time-travelling worlds. Even if psychic monks are sent there, it is unlikely that they will be able to ignite the fire of hope in this world.

"The extraordinary individuals in this world are unforgivable and deserve to die a thousand times."

"but……"

"At least give them a chance."

Zhang Shouzheng's fingers moved slightly, and the psychic probe adjusted the image.

The next moment Ji Ning couldn't help but remain silent.

It was a sub-healthy slave laborer looking up at the stars, with coal and blood-stained rags in his hands. Although it was very simple, it was recognizable as a star map.

"Contact Old Demon Lan. If you can't save the world, then save people."

(End of this chapter)