Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods

Even Longbo was taken aback by this sudden notification.

He never imagined that legendary points could be obtained through means other than combat.

Longbo previously obtained legendary points only after defeating powerful opponents, which was pitifully small compared to attribute points and skill points.

At this moment, he was extremely surprised to gain legendary points for his casual action.

But amidst his surprise, a peculiar thought also arose in Longbo's mind.

"Perhaps, we can change our direction in the future..." Longbo lowered his head, lost in thought.

In the past, his journey involved constantly searching for monsters to fight in various places, and whenever he saw a planet on the verge of death, he would help it recover.

But now, Longbo feels that this can be changed a little. The universe is vast, and there are many planets that are teeming with life but are on the verge of death for various reasons.

If you take this path, it might be less difficult than fighting.

After all, the average combat power in the universe today has not inflated to the level of the new generation in later generations, so finding a powerful opponent is not easy.

After a long silence, Longbo raised his head again, gazing at the blazing sun high in the sky, and began to walk across the desert once more, leaving only two shallow footprints.

As Longbo explored the world more deeply, he also saw many things he had never seen before on this newly revitalized planet.

There are abandoned cities buried in the yellow sand, littered with the remains of "humans," and there are also wrecked road ships that have been completely destroyed in their pursuit of the dried-up ocean.

Longbo witnessed the horrific struggles and deaths of many humans hundreds of years ago, who did not perish in battles between monsters powerful enough to shatter the continent.

However, they died from the devastating impact of the battle on the ecosystem, which led to a severe shortage of supplies.

Many years ago, something descended upon this world and fought fiercely, causing the planet's ecosystem to collapse and teeter on the brink of destruction.

It seems that something similar happened on Earth back then, with beings similar to Itakua descending upon Earth and destroying a corner of the inner world during the battle.

Fortunately, the priestess's child sacrificed his life to prevent the disaster from spreading, but he was seriously injured as a result and has not fully recovered for many years.

The sandstorm raged across the planet, not only engulfing cities but also leveling and swallowing up rugged mountains.

Life on the entire planet is scarce. The oasis that Longbo passed through was the largest remaining forest on the planet, supporting many desert rodents, insects, and humans.

The rest of the plants are mostly mosses and ferns, distributed in the polar regions of the planet, inside the winding canyons that are difficult for storms to erode.

Longbo once stayed there briefly, bringing life to the plants there as well.

There, he spotted the trail of a small human team. They were not local residents, but rather pioneering exploration teams that had followed the instruments to this location.

They were terrified of Longbo's arrival, but Longbo ignored them.

When Longbo ventured thousands of kilometers into the desert, he unexpectedly encountered a surviving land-based warship.

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A dull thud echoed through the sands near the polar region, and thick smoke billowed from its exhaust valve, only to be swept away by the sandstorm the next second.

Inside the land-based ship, the personnel responsible for working in the plant cultivation area looked at the yellow sand outside the window with utterly numb eyes. For them, everything they were doing at this moment was merely prolonging their lives; civilization had no chance of being reborn.

This mobile city, which has been traveling the world for a long time, was given its death certificate many years ago.

Even today, many years later, it can still sail, thanks not only to the tireless efforts of countless people in maintaining it, but also to the protection of luck, which has allowed one miracle after another to occur.

But today, this mobile city has reached a point where it is beyond repair, with damage to many core structures and a lack of spare parts for maintenance.

The fact that the core reactor is on the verge of collapse and the radioactive materials are about to run out is enough to spell its death. No one knows if it will stop moving forward in the next second.

To make matters worse, the animals kept in the city fell ill due to inbreeding and lack of food, and no amount of treatment could help.

The same was true in the planting areas, where diseases of unknown origin caused the plants on which humans depended for survival to wither and turn yellow.

Despair and numbness enveloped almost everyone's hearts, but only the young children were unaware of all this, still laughing and joking amidst the suffering, their faces beaming with innocent smiles.

Despite the raging sandstorms outside, they seemed unable to dampen the children's joyful laughter.

The toddlers, who looked to be three to five years old, walked around the adults who were frowning, their eyes full of light, a stark contrast to the adults' empty and numb eyes.

A man dressed out of place walked through the spacious interior of the landship.

The various gazes that met his eyes deepened his doubts. He couldn't understand why the eyes of the children, teenagers, and adults here were so different.

But it was only after the nurse who had rescued him led him through the captive breeding area and the planting area, and he saw the raging yellow sand outside the window, that he gradually understood everything.

Problems such as the destruction of mobile cities and the scarcity of resources have driven this last ember of civilization to the brink of extinction.

The man glanced at the device in his hand containing minerals from his hometown. As he frowned and pondered how to save them, silence fell around him.

The children, who were used to living in constant noise, were bewildered by the unprecedented silence. They looked up at the sky, wondering what was happening.

But the adults and sensible teenagers seemed to have understood something, and their eyes became increasingly vacant.

The news quickly spread throughout the mobile city: the reactor fuel in the mobile city ran out, causing the reactor to shut down completely and cutting off the power supply to the entire ship.

The children listened to all this in a daze, but the adults seemed to have expected it all. They stopped working, holding their returning children, and their eyes became relieved.

They anticipated that this reactor, which had been sentenced to death many years ago, would unexpectedly take everyone's lives, allowing people to leave without pain.

But to their surprise, the reactor miraculously held on until it ran out of fuel and finally shut down.

For people, this undoubtedly rewrites their fate from a painless death to a painful, slow death.

But no one tried to save the landship, because it was pointless; they were no longer able to walk to the Arctic and could only wait to die.

The foreign man, who loved life, was deeply saddened by the despair of humanity and felt as if his heart was being torn apart.

He stared at the lifeless crowd before him, opening his mouth as if to say something, but then abruptly turned to look into the distance, instinctively adopting a fighting stance, his gaze becoming serious.

He sensed an unusual aura, powerful and full of vitality, emanating a lush, vibrant life force, like a stream nurturing life.

Within this aura, he sensed that it was not light, yet it was similar to himself. He could feel the traces left by the sound of stars on it, but it also contained a touch of cold indifference.

The man instinctively walked to the window and looked at the silhouette that was faintly visible in the sandstorm. The starlight surrounding him was almost identical to his own.

Seemingly sensing its gaze, the massive silhouette turned slightly as it passed by, casting a deep blue gaze in its direction.

Two gazes met amidst the sandstorm. The two beings, meeting for the first time, sized each other up and noticed similar traits in each other.

Finally, the man watched the silhouette recede into the distance, leaving a faint radiance in the air before disappearing into the sandstorm that blotted out the sky.

Just as the man was pondering what He was, the dull sound of the reactor starting up rang in his ears again.

The man turned to look at the crowd and found that everyone's expression was the same as his, filled with disbelief.

It's important to understand that this wasn't a reactor failure, but rather a loss of fuel; restarting it under these circumstances would be nothing short of incredible.

Immediately afterwards, the people responsible for guarding the planting and breeding areas reported that the plants and animals had also improved and were as healthy as if they had been reborn.

This exciting news thrilled everyone. No one was thinking about how this miracle had happened; they only knew that they would eventually reach the legendary canyon where life was said to exist.

The future of the entire civilization will continue.

Everyone was immersed in joy, except for the outsider who had been rescued, who looked thoughtfully in the direction of the sandstorm, his tightly furrowed brows relaxing.

"You did it, didn't you..."