The portable grandfathers that appear are all problematic.

Her main task now is actually to take care of the children, that is, to take care of Bai Ya and Xiao Long Niang, and to teach them to read and learn magic.

Xue's Law doesn't care what the old devil has done. Although he may make stupid mistakes, his system must have been established to make everyone's life better.

Similarly, he primarily fulfills his system and ideals in this world.

What Xue's Law is more concerned about is the letter he received from senior Olivia on the message board today.

"Junior, I have become the next Tyrannosaurus God. I have also witnessed some of the secrets and history of the dragon race, which I will send to you later. Right now, the most important thing is that the dragon race is trying to steal the power of the world..."

If they really succeed... no, I should say they've basically succeeded. We'll be facing the dragons who control the world's consciousness. I'll send you detailed information about the battlefield and the world's consciousness...

A long string of intelligence followed, showing that the senior was truly capable, having risen to become the enemy's leader in just a few days.

Looking at the intelligence attached, Xue Lude frowned deeply...

The world consciousness has become an empty shell, and the dragons have almost successfully stolen the world.

The world is now like Zeus, who has completed six days of the seven-day oath. All that is needed is the final step for Zeus to partially replace the world consciousness of Earth and thus become a part of the world consciousness himself.

But Zeus at least stole power; he seized it through intrigue and ritual.

But good heavens, the dragons of this world are openly robbing, no gimmicks, they directly clash with the world's consciousness. Thousands of years of endless battlefields and battles are all for the purpose of slowly wearing down the world's consciousness. This method even terrifies Xue Lude.

But suddenly, Xue Dinglu realized something. He immediately went out of the hut and looked at the refugee camp, which had been drastically changed and resembled a village. He found Bai Ya and Xiao Longniang playing in the snow, as well as Hei Yaoshi who was taking care of them.

He lifted Little Dragon Girl up and met her eyes in those eternally shining golden pupils.

"Are you the World Consciousness?" He suddenly thought of this possibility. Possessing an ability similar to the manifestation of illusion, a natural-born mythical being, born with only dragons by his side, and suddenly appearing beside Xue Luding, there is another possibility besides the fragment of the King.

She is part of the world consciousness, or rather...

Daughter of the World!

Chapter 230 The Old Demon Emperor's Otherworldly Farming Plan

Xiaolongniang tilted her head blankly and reached out as if to reach Xue Dinglu. She seemed to find it funny that Xue Dinglu was lifting her up with both hands, and then she also wanted to reach out and lift Xue Dinglu up.

But it was obvious that her wingspan was too short, and she thrashed around there like a seal coming ashore.

Looking at this dull-witted creature, Xue's Law really couldn't connect it with world consciousness.

He had seen world consciousnesses that were useless, arrogant, and cold-blooded, but he had never seen one that was stupid. However, he had seen one today.

No, perhaps it's not that the world's consciousness is sluggish, but rather that the world's true form is still fighting the dragons to the death. She is merely a part of the world, and because the world's consciousness is in such a poor state, she hasn't even retained any memories, just like an eight-month-old baby.

And so far, everything she has done has been like that of an eight-month-old baby.

"Are you here to ask me for help?" Xue asked.

At this moment, the little dragon girl who had been splashing around in the water suddenly stopped talking. She seemed to realize something. Her golden eyes, which were like high beams, met Xue Lude's gaze. Xue Lude had to avoid looking directly into her golden eyes to avoid being blinded by the high beams.

"It seems that even if they have lost their memories, they still have some instincts... Fighting in their true form against the dragons who have already seized control of most of the world..." Xue Dinglu had once controlled the world's power, and he knew the power of such home-based warfare.

On this planet, the dragons, who control most of the power, are invincible. The only way to defeat them is to either obtain the same power or to destroy the entire world from outside the world with a single blow capable of annihilating it.

The second method is not considered, so now there is only one answer...

He immediately took out the message board and said to his senior, "Senior, I seem to have found the remnants of the world's consciousness, but her condition is really too bad. I need some time to set up a ritual. If it succeeds, I can try to connect to the world's origin, and then we will still have a chance to fight."

Xue Dinglu immediately picked up the little dragon girl and carried her back to the house. He then instructed Bai Ya and Hei Yaoshi to have the old demon emperor stabilize the situation.

Clearly, the method he wanted to try was still derived from Zeus's "Age of Creation".

This is the best way to awaken the origin of the world. So far, apart from the native Blue Star consciousness, Xue Law has only been able to contact all other world consciousnesses using this method. Oh, and there's also the Lung Mist consciousness from the old undead world, which approached Xue Law on its own.

Therefore, Xue immediately began to arrange a large number of rituals. The Genesis ritual was not complicated, but it was not simple either. He needed to arrange the oath and the terms of Eden, and then try to carry out the seven-day oath gradually from the first day.

Furthermore, the vows made each day must meet the conditions for the ceremony to proceed to the next step.

This is why he first contacted Olivia, who had already become the second-in-command of the Dragon Clan. He needed someone to report the Dragon Clan's movements at any time to prevent them from rolling up their sleeves and blocking his door as soon as he started his oath on the first day.

……

The following day, more and more refugees and wandering groups arrived at the camp.

It wasn't just refugees; many people who couldn't survive in their original city-states came here. On this frozen land, death and infection seemed to be an unavoidable disaster. Everyone lived numbly, feeling the suffering that this land brought them.

Until suddenly someone said that there were doctors in the city-states of the wasteland who could treat radiation sickness for free.

Radiation sickness, also known locally as "pollution," is a phenomenon that is universally hated.

On the one hand, everyone in this world has tumors to some extent, but many people are less polluted, and the dragon's blood and radiation are not enough to form obvious tumors in their bodies, so they can still live normal lives.

However, many people, especially those who struggle at the very bottom and have already given their all just to survive, cannot drink water that has been filtered to remove radiation, nor can they eat pure food that is free from dragon blood contamination.

They could only rely on local resources, eating the most primitive dragon blood food and drinking irradiated water, which caused tumors to grow exceptionally fast in their bodies. These growing tumors also gave them tremendous power beyond that of normal people.

At the same time, the polluters themselves become radiation sources that can infect others. Radiation is something that is basically impossible to isolate; the only way is to drive them away or even kill them.

Therefore, chaos, resistance, and slaughter are the main themes of this land. It is a war between ordinary people and polluters, and a war for the polluters to survive. Unfortunately, the stronger the power, the more terrifying the side effects. The polluters have all failed. The power that radiation gives them often leads to a larger area of ​​infection after only a few uses, thus causing them to die faster.

Even for the polluters, their corpses are gradually devoured by the tumors after death, disappearing as if they have been integrated into the earth.

Everyone in Obsidian Camp was a person expelled from the city-state. They could only wander in this frozen wasteland. If enough people gathered, dragonborn messengers would come to provide them with a little assistance. With this assistance and the few days of snow melting in the summer, they could harvest some crops.

They struggled to survive on this land, perhaps with little hope left. They lived day by day, hoping that their descendants would be lucky enough to avoid too much pollution.

Yet this group of people, who are struggling to survive and are at the very bottom of the world, suddenly hear that there is a doctor in the distant wilderness who offers free cancer treatment.

Many people began to feel fear, fearing that this was some kind of scheme by the city-state to lure them into the wilderness and hunt them, but a small survival instinct in their hearts made them unable to resist going.

So more and more people started moving in this direction, even if it was just looking from afar, even if it was only a tiny hope of one in a thousand or one in ten thousand, or even if, in the worst case, this place was just a refugee settlement for polluters, and no one discriminated against them, right?

From a god's-eye view, one would see that, with this refugee camp at its core, the populations of several nearby city-states were densely packed together, like ants moving house, converging on this place.

Even in distant city-states, once the news reached them, many people rushed towards this place.

These polluters possess physical strength and power that are difficult for ordinary people to comprehend, as well as an immense resistance to nuclear winter. This power, bestowed upon them by dragon blood and radiation, is also their death warrant.

And so, at the start of a new day, the old Demon Emperor discovered that thousands more refugees were waiting for him to receive them outside the camp. Moreover, more and more people were trying to get there.

It is estimated that tens of thousands of people will arrive before tonight.

These people all looked travel-worn, but despite the strange environment of this world, they were all quite good-looking. Even though they had disgusting tumors on their faces or exposed areas, it did not affect their overall appearance.

This even puzzled the old Demon Emperor. His true form was a humanoid combination of a centipede and a lizard. Most people in their world were like this, belonging to a race that evolved relatively slowly. Logically speaking, his aesthetic sense should also be that of the same race.

But looking at the people in this world, he actually found them "beautiful," which was a very strange feeling.

It's not the way humans look at kittens and puppies; it's more like how orcas and dolphins see humans.

The old Demon Emperor may now understand why Xue's Law has always said that the evolutionary level of the races in this world is higher than that of the Blue Star people, because they are indeed a race that has evolved more towards the image of "King", and they are born with more powerful magical talents.

It's just that their magical talents were masked by dragon blood and radiation.

The old Demon Emperor accepted all of these people without hesitation. After all, he wanted to build a thousand-year empire here, and he would only feel that there was not enough labor and population, never that the population was too small.

As for the most crucial issue of food after the arrival of people? He was able to grow 8 tons of potatoes on the first day. As for water, isn't the continuous snowfall here the best water source?

If that's still not enough, he can also summon Xue's Law with a wave of his hand, conjuring up countless bread knights and mineral water dragons, enough to feed tens of thousands of people on his own.

"Here, everyone must follow the rules. We have a three-point agreement..." The old Demon Emperor gave a speech in the open space, raising one hand high. His impassioned speech could be heard clearly by thousands of people.

It's essentially a merit system. Their main merit now is clearing snow and frozen ground to leave enough land for planting potatoes. The cleared snow shouldn't be thrown away; it can be melted and used for irrigation and daily water supply.

Growing potatoes on permafrost is not an easy task, and the cherry blossom-flavored potatoes from Siberia are a good example of this.

So this is actually a very difficult task, but the old Demon Emperor gave everyone hope, that is, the top 100 people with the most merits will have priority to have the opportunity to cure their tumors, and can even give this opportunity to their family members.

However, if someone possesses special talents in areas such as carpentry, blacksmithing, mechanics, agriculture, medicine, or demonic magic, they will receive special treatment after verification, having the same priority in treatment as the first one hundred people.

Similarly, the priority given to these artisans does not affect the top one hundred meritorious individuals...

So, after the old Demon Emperor issued one decree after another, everyone excitedly sprang into action and put in 200% of their enthusiasm for their work.

Houses rose up on the frozen wasteland, land was cleared, and dragon blood potatoes were quickly planted on the frozen ground, growing at a visible speed with the help of growth-enhancing magic.

Chapter 231 Long'er's Stress Reaction

As for Xue Dinglu, the surgical procedures had been handed over to others. Many of the refugees had some medical background, especially Obsidian, the woman.

Therefore, Xue's Law, referencing his aunt's ability to collect viruses affected by the cursed blood to create a pseudo-cursed blood artifact, provided her with a copy of the same "pseudo-cursed blood" and granted her temporary access to it.

Therefore, he completely relinquished the surgical work, which became the main job for Obsidian and White Raven.

Xue Luding felt like he had become the chief physician, only needing to sit and oversee things. He had delegated all the emergency work to the interns below, and as long as there were no major problems, he would not personally appear and would continue to set up the ceremony.

Moreover, with the "pseudo-curse blood" dispersed by Xue's law, it's unlikely that any major problems will arise.

So the treatment was proceeding normally, and many of the people who had also undergone surgery to remove tumors and transformed into magical organs were able to join the ranks of interns.

The entire camp changed dramatically every day, with more and more refugees arriving and being converted and absorbed into the old Demon Emperor's own people.

Of course, there were not only people who wanted to live a peaceful life, but also many ill-intentioned individuals, all of whom were defeated by the old Demon Emperor. His near-Tier 5 strength made him invincible in this world. Apart from that Tyrannosaurus God, whom he might take seriously, he truly had the power to strengthen the entire world on his own.

However, it seems that many people were soon dissatisfied with the old Demon Emperor's policies and a series of reforms, as well as his organizational class structure which was completely different from that of this world.

"My lord, we cannot do this. No city-state uses a five-day work week with two days off, or a shift system or anything like that. It's such a waste of labor..."

"Sir, why do you want to reject the proposal to establish red-light districts? This has always been the case in our world. Sir, overly radical reforms will cause great chaos..."

His subordinates presented him with a series of questions, and the old Demon Emperor looked at one of the reports and laughed in anger.

"Why ban red-light districts? Is it right just because it has always been this way?" The old Demon Emperor stared blankly at the "cultured" cabinet member he had chosen. It was said that he used to be a civil servant in a certain city-state, but after being infected, he had to leave and make a living on his own.

“My lord, the lower classes need a certain amount of entertainment and relaxation to maintain stability, so this is unavoidable…”

"Answer me, is it correct to always do things this way?" The old Demon Emperor looked at the person he had chosen and suddenly showed a hint of disappointment.

Perhaps what he really needs is not this kind of person, but a better and more effective way to select talent.

"Developing magic, honing their innate fel magic, or simply dating and finding a partner—don't they have any other forms of entertainment and relaxation besides the red-light district? If my arrival can't completely resolve this decline, then I've come in vain, proving that my system is nothing more than a roadside dump," the old Demon Emperor said coldly.

"As for the idea that overly radical reforms will cause chaos..." The old Demon Emperor flashed over and slapped him across the face, "Nonsense! Don't say such insulting things to my intelligence!"

"I'll kill anyone who causes trouble! Anyone who's dissatisfied, come and talk to me directly. Anyone who doesn't want to be human, anyone who insists on selling their body in my heaven, then let them talk to me. This is my heaven!"

"Everyone obtains happiness through their own labor and work, and everyone can gain favor with me by studying their own magic and honing their own fel magic."

"No one needs to crawl on the ground to live, no one spends their whole life in mud and suffering. In my heaven, everyone can pursue truth, goodness and beauty, everyone can learn enough knowledge, everyone can receive healing, and pursue their own poetry and distant places."

"Whether you want a wife and children in a warm bed, pursue poetry and distant places, or explore forbidden evil arts, you can find the most perfect life here. As for those who don't want this life, or those who prevent others from pursuing a better life..."

"Then I will kill!"

"I will kill as many as there are. If there are ten thousand, I will kill ten thousand. If there are one hundred thousand, I will kill one hundred thousand. This is my heaven." The old demon emperor's cold words chilled the cabinet member to the bone. Only then did he understand the leader's intention.

What he wanted was not power, but an ideal paradise.

But is this kind of thing really realistic?

But now he dared not question it and had no choice but to go down and carry out the order.

The old Demon Emperor looked at his masterpiece. In this world where a day only lasts about 19 hours, he had cultivated thousands of acres of land and built thousands of houses in just a few days.

It has even led the people under its rule to start to indulge in lustful desires after they have become well-fed and clothed. Very good, that proves that its policies have not had any major problems so far.

He even wanted to stay in this world after helping Xue Dinglu eliminate the hidden dangers of this world. He wanted to see how far his policies could go and what kind of empire he could create in this world of suffering.

And those ignorant dragons, if you stand in the way of my ideals, then come and fight!

An immense fighting spirit surged within the old Demon Emperor's heart. He had even come to regard this world as his own territory and these suffering people as his own subjects.

……

The process of creation is complete.

Xue Lude spent the whole day preparing for the ceremony. Senior Olivia had already become a reserve Tyrannosaurus God. She almost became the local boss by infiltrating. Xue Lude also needed to start contacting the world consciousness.

The progress of both sides does not conflict. Xue's Law rescues the world consciousness, and the predecessor eliminates the dragon race from within. When the time comes, they will hit it off and, with the newly born world consciousness, thoroughly humiliate the dragon race and see what their relationship is with the apostles of that tree from the previous civilization.

They're even ruthless enough to directly replace world consciousness.

This is also new information passed on by Senior Olivia: the world's consciousness had already fallen into slumber during the great war three thousand years ago. That is, before the apostles planted trees on this planet and the previous civilization began to rebel, the world's consciousness had already been severely damaged in the confrontation with the apostles.

After barely managing to expel the apostles, he could only fall into a deep sleep, unable even to deal with the sacred wood on his body.

After all, even the Blue Star consciousness at its peak struggled to deal with the Divine Tree, and the consciousness of this world can only rely on native life forms...

Then the previous civilization failed; they were annihilated by the divine tree.

After the sacred tree gained enough energy, it departed, and the dragons took over the world, beginning their millennia-long plan to replace the dormant world consciousness.

This is information from senior Olivia. She completely exposed the dragon race's true nature, revealing that the dragon race is indeed the shepherd of this world. They are responsible for nurturing the civilization of this world and restoring it.