I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early

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This gap, if it can stay closed, it's best to keep it that way.

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Elder Sha Sanli hesitated in the face of these goods, "Mr. Lu, can we keep some of the grain?"

"I've said it... fair trade!" Lu Yuan squeezed a few more words out of his throat, "You're allowed to keep one month's ration. No forcing!"

The subtext of his words was: I've given you a way out, don't refuse to take it!

The crafty ones naturally understood, Sha Sanli pointed to the Soul Baby Fruit, "Mr. Lu, how much for this fruit?"

"You do have a good eye. You've also tasted the Soul Baby Fruit before; it can increase soul power and even extend life!" Lu Yuan said with a smile, "I advise you to buy something cheaper, otherwise I'm afraid you can't afford it."

"In fact, in the Imperial City, I've seen similar treasures," Sha Sanli spoke loudly, "At most, their effects are only half as good, and as for the price, even if we sell our whole village into slavery, we couldn't afford it."

He naturally wasn't speaking to Lu Yuan but rather to the other gentry.

"And this fruit?"

"Pomegranate Fruit, consuming it can increase Life Essence and speed up cultivation, I can give you a bit of a discount on this one. Here, try a small one."

Militia Captain Sha Kan'er stepped forward, picked the smallest pomegranate seed, and popped it into his mouth.

The rich Life Essence surged into his body like a liquid.

Instantly, he felt the internal injuries he had on his body heal considerably.

His thick eyebrows slightly raised!

"Exchange most of the grain in the house!" he turned and shouted to his son, "We believe in Mr. Lu!"

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And so, all the gentry contributed their stored grain one after another.

Since they got some compensation, they did so willingly.

Lu Yuan gave a bit of his own blood, but compared to his immense fortune, it was but a drop in the bucket.

"You've been hiding this much..." Old Cat couldn't help but remark, "You're always complaining... about starving to death, starving to death, how come there's still so much?"

In the end, who is the real moral abyss?

Old Cat was shocked.

Sha Sanli, Sha Kan'er, and the others, they all kept silent.

Luxurious food and wine stink, frozen bodies line the road—Lu Yuan didn't really want to dwell too much on it, he couldn't expect others to possess morals beyond their times.

Seeing the mountain of grain, all the villagers breathed a sigh of relief, filled with a sense of security.

At this time, the 125 cubic meter Storage Space was very effective, Lu Yuan put a great deal of "Dry Cactus" into it, avoiding issues like theft.

The amount was indeed considerable.

Then he had his militia distribute some to everyone.

Lu Yuan sat on a large tree, calling out loudly:

"This is three days' worth of ration, I will continue to distribute more, please don't worry!"

"Now that it's getting dark, you can go home."

"Please prepare your luggage, tomorrow we officially set off for Sky City!"

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Today, for the Sha Li Clan, it was an unprecedented day, a great historical turning point!

No, they were no longer the Sha Li Clan.

But... the 18th branch of human civilization!

Surprise, sorrow, and anxiety, were interwoven together.

This feeling was very complex.

Everyone was going to spend their last day in this ancient village.

With the village songs echoing, the narrow paths that could only fit a camel cart twisted and turned, dust flying around, occasionally stepping on a few shattered pebbles, splashing onto the surrounding soil.

Hundreds of years ago, a gold mine was discovered around the village, establishing trade with the great Empire, and this limestone road was built at that time; camel carts passed by daily, buzzing with activity.

But times change, the gold mine was long exhausted, and the Sha Li Clan fell to the dust of history, the limestone road completely abandoned.

Sha Kan returned to his room, slowly regaining calm from his excited state. Find more adventures on My Virtual Library Empire

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He actually came from a large family, bustling with over a dozen members at one time.

Now, in this vast courtyard, he is the only one left.

The rest... all perished in the disaster...

Gazing at the spirit tablets on the table, he spaced out for a while.

"Dad, Mom, it might be hard for you to imagine, but I am going to live in that... city. We will leave our hometown tomorrow."

"Please... watch over me."

"I will definitely survive. We are going to that Sky City... we want to lift it back up into the air, just like a bird."

"Can you imagine such a change?"

Such a grand goal made him let out a silly laugh - do humans really possess such great power?

In his eyes, only the ephemeral gods could accomplish that.

And yet, that city was made by humans.

Humans, truly have that kind of power.

The blacksmith next door, named "Sadia", is also a possessor of the Divine Skill "Whisperer".

Through a fence, he called out loudly, "It's only since I began to study engravings that I understood humans really have such power... Ah, but engravings are quite difficult, I just can't seem to get the hang of it."

"It's a pity for those fools, they wouldn't recognize gold if it was lying before them, and they're even lazier when it comes to learning."

Sha Mo laughed and said, "All we need to do is learn our own stuff!"

"As long as we have one skill, even if we really go back to being part of the human race, we will definitely be treated well."

"Yes, a skilled person won't be wronged!"

"Only after being exposed to engravings and natural science did I realize how great the gap between them is. It's truly unbelievable... We were too ignorant before, no wonder we ended up like this."

"I feel the same way, haha."

The two chatted and laughed, full of hope for the future.

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Similar stories happened in every nook and corner of the village.

Militia Captain Sha Kan'er was gathering everyone to study a rifle.

Several carpenters and blacksmiths stood nearby, among them even two possessors of the Divine Skill "Craftsmanship".

Well, within those more than ten thousand members of The Sha Li Clan, the proportion of those with Divine Skills is particularly high, much higher than among humans!

It could be up to three hundred people!

There are several reasons for this.

First, they had a smaller population that was teleported. A civilization always births a certain number of Divine Skills, and with a smaller total population, the proportion of those with Divine Skills naturally increases.

Second, possessors of Divine Skills have higher soul strength and a more intense sixth sense than the average person, making them more likely to survive disasters.

Moreover, it is often the young who awaken to Divine Skills, with a lower proportion among the elderly and children.

Third, historical shifts of great magnitude can bring about Divine Skills!

Just like the Meida Civilization, which spent its lifetime in safe zones with history almost at a standstill, the number of Divine Skills naturally stagnated.

As for the Green Grass Civilization, which has been venturing through Pangu Continent, the number of Divine Skills was actually on the rise, but they were small in number. The last "Divine Skill" was Mind Control.

As for The Sha Li Clan... well, they almost perished shortly after opening their safe zone, and with such drastic historical turns, it's quite normal to have a higher number of Divine Skills.

These factors combined mean a considerable portion of talented individuals survived.

"I'm telling you all, this weapon is one of the simplest things from a technological civilization! Technology, you get me?"

A few craftsmen rubbed their hands and widened their eyes.

"Look here, once it's disassembled, these are the few parts." Sha Kan'er deftly disassembled the rifle.

The trigger guard, stock, magazine, breechblock, converter, butt plate, etc., all amount to just over twenty components.

In the past few months, he used this rifle to kill several insects!

And which warrior would want to fight monsters face-to-face?

Sha Kan'er berated them in frustration: "What have you all been doing, that you can't even tinker with this? I reckon making firearms... isn't that difficult."

"With your manual blacksmithing skills, can't you forge it?"

"And that explosive... I heard it can be made from the stuff in our Black Mud Pond." Sha Kan'er pointed in a certain direction, towards the pond oozing with crude oil, "How come you never thought of that? Explosives?"

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