Chapter 1075 Thirteen. Onyx Lake Camp Residents

   The stars that every resident of the Land of Light would be terrified at first sight gradually emerged in the depths of the clouds. Contrary to the sun, everyone who is bathed in the light will fill their hearts with warmth, but climbing up the empty vast galaxy will only arouse their fear of the unknown - although after familiarity, all the fears they once had turned into Marvel at the magnificence and magnificence.

  If there is a day off, residents can lie outside the shack and watch the stars all night without getting bored, including those Twisted Vine believers.

  After breakfast time, the residents returned to their respective posts with fluorite lamps. Fluorite lamps are one of the few good things born in this bad world. No fuel, no pollution, and almost no downside except for dim brightness.

  In the open-air logging farm sponsored by Wiener Antifreeze, carpenters cut logs into planks, and workers carry them to new shacks and the shore of Onyx Lake. The former provides housing for the upcoming fifth batch of residents, and the latter trims the wooden bridge leading to the island in the middle of the lake for the camp. Rare farmers take care of the cultivated fields, where the first seeds have been buried for three months, but like the rest of the Land of Light and the outside world, the sun-drenched land is devoid of any plant growth. People guessed there might be something wrong with the soil, but they couldn't find clean land. The women are doing the same thing as the men, the Land of Light is so underpopulated, there were more streets in Old Belfast than the Onyx Lake camp. Only the children can run and play unfettered in the open space in front of the shack for a while, swaying the energy after a full meal, and giving the residents a strange peace of mind, even though there are only three or four children in the entire camp.

  The population of Onyx Lake is quite deformed. Women only account for one-sixth of the population. There are no elderly people, and there are very few children.

  The elderly, women and children with weak physical strength were the first to die when the disaster came, and they left the Wiener refuge area and waited for Andrea to come along the coast to filter out many survivors.

   But there is no need for balance either - no one knows which of the descendants of the inhabitants will come first, adulthood or disaster.

  The Twisted Vines believers who finished eating began to patrol around the workers, around the shack, and around the wooden walls. The monsters preferred to wander in the dark, and it was indeed difficult to detect it compared to the bright and warm day.

The inhabitants have mixed feelings about them, and the silhouettes of the abominable tentacles that stretch out from under these spacious priests are eerily synonymous with the scourges that drove them underground, killing their comrades and relatives, but at the moment, these monsters are like patron saints sheltering them. They're protected from weirdness—not so contradictory if the inhabitants came from the Badlands.

  The farmers in the farmland came close to Lu Li, and became terrified when they recognized him.

"I'm just looking aground."

   The calm words didn't make them feel better, so Lu Li ignored them for a while and stepped into the fertile and soft farmland where a lot of seeds were planted every day, but no plants sprouted.

  Standing on the edge of the farmland, the fluorescent saplings stretched their branches from behind Lu Li. He was drenched in a soft shimmer, and the plants burst out of the ground under his feet.

  The gleam was fleeting, and only the sluggishness of the farmers and the green shoots around Lu Li told what happened.

   "Then see if they continue to grow."

  Lu Li said to the farmers, and then was silent for a while because they were crawling in the moist and fertile soil: "Stand up, you don't need to kneel anymore."

   But not all residents are overly in awe of Luli. For example, Potter and his friends, when they found Lu Li with a fluorite lamp approaching, they even took the initiative to complain to Lu Li that they needed medicine for night blindness. Many residents could not see clearly at night. Poor old Joel was still there yesterday. Broken leg at pebble beach.

  Although the recipes of the Bright Lands include oatmeal that keeps residents from constipation, nutrition has never been relevant to the people of the Dark Ages. To treat people's night blindness, Lu Li had to get mutated plants similar to carrots from the old sewers, as well as fish meat.

Neither the Land of Light nor the Wiener Refuge seem to be short of catches - because they are coastal, but in fact the surface has long been inaccessible to humans, and they cannot risk fishing in the bay and bring it back There is not enough food for hundreds of thousands of residents, and the old sewers are in the inland of the barren land, and there is even less catch.

   It was just that the treatment of night blindness was imminent, so Lu Li could only ask the businessman Anthony to buy fish at a premium. Fortunately, more than 200 people would not consume too much.

   There are also children who are not overly in awe of Lu Li—two boys, a girl, and a baby born after arriving in the Land of Light.

The children who have not been completely overwhelmed by the cruelty of the world worship Lu Li more. They jump around and ask if those stories are true, that Prius really has two tails, that Katarina really turned into a murloc, and that he thinks the story is true. To become an exorcist like Lu Li and kill the monsters.

   "Damn all the weirdness!"

The hated little Amy swore an oath, and Lu Li just said to him: "'We shouldn't vent our resentment on the same poor and weak beings as us', this is what the Giant Tree Academy told me. Hatred is the driving force that drives us forward, but Remember, don't let hatred consume you."

   Little Amy may not understand now, but he knows that what the exorcist says can't be wrong.

   After inspecting all the places in the Onyx Lake camp rather than the Land of Light, Lu Li returned to the island in the center of the lake. When passing by the Twisted Church, he saw a twisted figure performing a transformation ceremony for old Joel who had broken his leg.

  The Land of Light will not throw out the irrational, polluted, and injured residents. They can be raised here, but the territory needs more power.

   So they would join the Church of Twists and Vines, transform into slimy, wet believers, and live in another form.

   After confirming that the excited old Joel voluntarily became a believer of the Twisted Church, Lu Li left after watching the beginning of the ceremony. The distorted figure in the transformation ceremony will spontaneously spill pollution, while Lu Li is just an ordinary human being.

   Back to the island in the center of the lake, Annie greeted Lu Li with a swaying canopy of trees, expressing her closeness, joy, and longing.

"not yet."

  Lu Li's gaze is healthier and taller than the projection, said Annie, whose notch is already close to the height of her forehead.

  When a lot of what happened in the fantasy world was false, Lu Li’s humanity also became the original one—the post-apocalyptic apocalypse.

  Annie gently shook the branches as if she was coquettish to her family, a leaf fell on Lu Li's black hair, and then gradually returned to quiet as Lu Li looked at the camp on the other side of the lake and pondered.

   "Where your treasure is, where is your heart."

  Lu Li thought of such a sentence because of the fiery residents.

  Treasure doesn’t just represent wealth, it can be something precious in the heart, a symbol, something longing for.

   Whether it is the Wiener Refuge, the town of the gods, the human beings in the old sewers, or anyone who knows it, they all have a common "treasure":

   A place of light without hunger and cold, without strife and danger.

   (end of this chapter)