It's time to improve the strength of the infinite world

Chapter 138 Sustainability: Fishing Out the Pond
The next morning.

At dawn, the sun rises as usual, still shining brightly and casting its light.

The land of the Fairy Kingdom also welcomed the day again, bathed in the soft glow of dusk.

However, with the arrival of this new day, the island is still immersed in deep silence, so quiet that it seems as if it has not woken up at all, but has been trapped in a silent sleep, losing its former vitality.

Of course, this silence is completely understandable and normal.

After all, the "great disaster" that occurs once in a thousand years has just passed.

What followed was the sweeping "Great Purge".

Two waves of disasters came one after another, and they happened at the same time yesterday - not to mention the flood of moss, which almost filled the entire island; there were several meteorites that could wipe out the island's ecology, which fell directly in one night, which was enough to sink the island under normal circumstances...

After being hit and baptized by two waves of huge disasters, the Fairy Kingdom has become devastated, nine out of ten houses are empty, and all lives are lost. Only one in ten people are still alive.

Humans don't have a problem, not because they are particularly lenient, but simply because they are not mainstream. Although they are indeed the only other intelligent creatures in this world besides fairies.

However, of course, there is not much "human rights" to speak of.

Just as people do not protect their tools, they do not think that their property has any independent rights. At this stage, so-called human beings are nothing more than slaves raised by goblins, tools and property created by goblins.

Unfortunately, the quantity has always been very scarce, which is why it is a luxury item.

It's the kind that ordinary fairies can never get.

In the war against Moss, they could barely fight on a small scale and serve as cannon fodder. However, in the face of a complete catastrophe, their main losses came from being slaughtered by the goblins.

Since their numbers were originally extremely small and they were struggling on the brink of extinction, the impact of these two disasters on the total human population was actually relatively limited.

As for the dominant creatures, the goblins, the impact they suffered was undoubtedly the greatest. In the millennia of reincarnation and prosperity, they had already multiplied to a sufficient number, about hundreds of thousands or millions.

Although it doesn't sound like a large number, considering that they are relatively advanced fantasy creatures and all live on the same island, this number is already quite considerable.

However, a huge disaster caused the number of goblins to drop by 70% to 80%.

Now there are only a few survivors left, and these survivors are still under control.

The entire British Isles became unusually quiet and peaceful.

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On the site of the town.

Still in the same place, a new town was "refreshed" overnight. If it wasn't built directly on the ruins, with the ruins visible, one would even think it had never been destroyed.

It's just that this new town is not so much a town as a...

It would be more accurate to say that it is a large temporary prison.

The remaining surviving goblins were detained here and strictly guarded. After the deaths of the clan leaders, Aurora, the only surviving leader of the Wind Clan, naturally took on the job of jailer.

From the tall tower in the center of the town, one can clearly see—

This wind fairy was working hard to run around the town, trying her best to suppress those troublesome fairies who were still unwilling to give in, and she was acting very rushed.

of course.

Aurora herself would definitely not admit that she was acting as a jailer and was surviving by suppressing her own people.

Perhaps she would try to package herself, and transform herself into a glorious image of someone who endured humiliation, slept on straw and tasted gall, and did her best to preserve the fairy tribe, even at the cost of sacrificing her own reputation.

There is little doubt about that.

Aurora is a typical example of this. You can tell she is...

Ahem, Xia Zhi stopped the subtle vulgar associations, shook his head and stopped looking at the scenery outside the window. Instead, he retracted his gaze, pondered for a moment, and continued to quietly read the handwritten copy of the magic book in front of him, while gently tapping the table with his hand.

After a while, he directed a feather pen to write quickly on the parchment in mid-air.

The tip of the pen made a rustling sound, leaving lines of words on the paper that were exactly the same as his handwriting.

The output of the little nun during this period is quite stable.

After all, she had a photographic memory, and everything she had seen would be firmly engraved in her memory. Therefore, it was not difficult to memorize the contents of the magic book, the only problem was how long she could persist in copying it in one breath.

In comparison,

On the contrary, Xia Zhi’s speed of mastering the skills was somewhat lagging behind.

Studying the magic book requires a lot of time and effort, and it is not something that can be done in one go. Even if he can read the text and understand it without difficulty, it is definitely unrealistic to say that he has mastered it.

Although Xia Zhi's learning efficiency was already extremely terrifying, he was greedily absorbing all the knowledge at an unprecedented speed, and quickly mastering all the "abnormal knowledge" and "strange laws" recorded in the magic book.

However, the vast amount of content, profound truth, and obscure knowledge...

It was inevitable that he would feel a headache to some extent while trying to overcome it.

Although it is called magic, the contents recorded in the magic book are not some techniques that are repeated using empiricism, but are precious knowledge that also requires finding patterns, understanding principles, and ultimately practicing the essence of things.

The contents of each volume of the magic book can be said to be the precious wisdom of that world where magic technology has reached its pinnacle and developed to the extreme. It is the result of research by countless sages, predecessors, geniuses and ordinary magicians in a history that is difficult to accurately measure.

It's not just pure knowledge and technology, but also the ability to see the evolution of ideas in it.

Therefore, it is even more difficult to study and master.

There has always been a saying in the magic world that as long as one masters 103,000 magic books, one may become a demon god. However, no one has been able to achieve this because if one thinks about it carefully, one will find out how outrageous this condition is.

Even if one could fully master one volume in a week, it would still take 720,000 days...

This means that it is a task that will take almost two thousand years to complete.

Two thousand years...

Tsk tsk, how many magicians can successfully live for two thousand years?
Xia Zhi couldn't help but sigh, and then he seemed to think of something and was slightly absent-minded. He suddenly thought that he seemed to have always ignored this aspect, as if he had never thought about his life span.

It seems that I have unknowingly developed the mentality of an immortal in this regard.

By the time he suddenly realized it, he had already truly escaped the limitations of his lifespan.

Click——at this moment, the door was opened.

Vivian stood outside, looking a little tired.

"Let's go. I have finished taking care of the basic things. Now let's find a place... I will demonstrate the magic of the Holy Spear for you." She glanced at the layout of the room, then locked her eyes on Xia Zhi and said so.

"Oh? Are you going to demonstrate this directly?"

The young man blinked, stood up, threw the manuscript of the magic book he was reading into the warehouse, and picked up the parchment he had just written on.

"Yes, although I learned Longominiad directly as a magic trick, this great magic trick is actually very complicated. It is better to demonstrate it to you directly..." The girl nodded slightly, then she thought for a moment and added:
"Or I can try to forge a holy spear first. It should be more intuitive with a real object as a reference."

"It's just that the production process is not easy and consumes a lot of energy. I don't think the resources in the British Isles can produce more than a few of them at present."

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"I understand. After all, these are divine weapons of this level. Vivian, it's already pretty good that you've been able to gather twelve of them."

After thinking about it for a while, Xia Zhi also expressed his agreement.

"However, since the entire island is the result of land reclamation by the fairies, it means that all the resources of this fairy country are actually renewable resources in nature."

As he walked out of the room, he blinked and made a suggestion about sustainable development: "Does that mean that as long as the technology of raising fairies is mature enough, we can actually achieve stable mass production of divine weapons..."

“Master——!!”

A voice with a clear tone of dissatisfaction sounded.

The voice and timbre are exactly the same as Vivian's, but it is not Vivian who is speaking.

Instead, the same blonde girl appeared at the end of the corridor holding a stack of documents. She widened her eyes, walked over quickly, looked the young man up and down, and then glared at the bad woman next to him.

"Please don't say such scary things..."

She had been busy the entire night and only now had time to come and report the results.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I went upstairs, I saw Morgan, the bad woman, plotting something with her Master that sounded unacceptable.

What about raising goblins in captivity, treating them as renewable resources or consumables, and using them to stably mass-produce divine weapons and the like... Are you devils?

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Vivian glanced at Altria calmly, not wanting to talk to her at all. Instead, she thought about it seriously, nodded and responded: "In theory, this is indeed feasible. I will consider maintaining twelve holy spears and not increasing the number -"

"It's because of the allocation of magic resources. The use of the Holy Lance requires a huge amount of magic. Otherwise, even if the number is large, if the magic supply cannot keep up, it will not be able to play the desired effect."

"But if we increase the budget in this area, the magic power allocation in other areas will have to be reduced accordingly, which may also affect the stability and survival of the Lostbelt. Even if we can collect magic power tax from all fairies, it is not unlimited..."

Vivian is also somewhat afraid of insufficient firepower. In the second round, in order to deal with the awakening of the ancient god in the big void, she did not hesitate to set up twelve holy spears around her, but this is not her limit.

If possible, she would definitely be happy to continue increasing the number of Holy Lance.

——After all, political power comes from the barrel of a gun.

——The more holy spears she possesses, the more stable and unbreakable this lossbelt will undoubtedly become.

But since she only created twelve Holy Lances, the number has been maintained at that level and has not continued to increase. This shows that it is not that she does not want to, but that she cannot... It is not that there are not enough resources to create Holy Lance, but that there are not enough magic resources available for allocation.

"Then I can think about it more this time. Don't worry about the magic power. I can easily afford it even if the number of holy spears increases several times."

Xia Zhi pinched his chin and said while thinking seriously.

A new round should have a new look and some new attempts. If it completely repeats the same mistakes and simply copies the old ways, then there is no point.

"Master!"

Altria was a little angry. Are these two people serious?

“Don’t worry, Saber. I’m not so easily led astray by Vivian. It’s just because I’m not a good person…” The young man smiled and comforted the little lion. “But don’t worry. You’ll agree with us soon.”

"How is that possible! This is impossible!" Altria denied it outright. She would never go along with Morgan.

"How is that impossible? I plan to let you manage the goblins in my place. As long as time is long enough, you will know what kind of beasts they are..."

Xia Zhi said with a smile: "You have only just come into contact with their ugliness, just this once, and it is not deep enough, so you don't agree with my and Vivian's views, but time will prove everything!"

"Woo..."

Altria was furious and anxious for a moment, but she didn't know what to say. She could only stamp her feet angrily: "Anyway, I just can't agree with that kind of thing!"

After saying this, she turned around and left as if to declare her determination.

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"It seems that she doesn't agree..." Vivian looked at him.

"Oh, that's nothing. If that doesn't work, I'll try to summon the blackened Altria Alter." The young man smiled brightly, as sunny as a devil: "Competition brings motivation. Anyway, it's all her."

"You want to increase the number of Altria again?"

The girl was not happy to see her stupid sister being humiliated. Instead, she half-closed her eyes and looked at him with a very suspicious look.

"It's just talk...Okay, let's go prepare for the academic exchange now." Xia Zhi waved his hand calmly, and at the same time, he stuffed the parchment he had just written into Vivian's hand, "By the way, take a look at this, it's also a plan I made for you."

"what?"

"That demon dragon, make it into a symbol of the fairy kingdom, the initial plan to suppress the British earth veins..." The young man said with a smile, "Since we want to suppress the luck, how about making it into a tripod? A black gold tripod with dragon patterns?"

"Hmm, no, that sounds too much like cannon fodder..."

As soon as he said it, he immediately rejected the name, thinking it was not very cool.

(End of this chapter)