Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 273 The Past of the Swamp

The skeleton man has been dead for a long time.

He was leaning against a pile of debris, his head drooped. His skull was broken, revealing messy circuits and electronic components, which had long been faded and rusted in the hot and humid environment, beyond repair.

The Skeleton Man was thrown into this room after he was killed.

Lu Meng shook his head and did not touch the remains.

It was impossible for a mere dead skeleton to frighten the Aucklanders who had sealed the house to such an extent.

They printed scriptures on door locks and iron chains, and even set up a statue of the Holy Lord in the house. They performed so many rituals to pray for divine power... With such specifications, Lu Meng, an 'old magic stick', Understand that what needs to be suppressed and sealed is the more original darkness.

For example, forbidden knowledge.

He searched around the stone statue and found the corresponding iron box at several nodes considered to be the gathering of divine power in Auckland mysticism.

Lu Meng opened one by one.

[Lockpicking 30→32 (Proficient)]

"Skeleton Man Repair Kit..." He recognized the first thing and nodded slightly.

Just like medicine that is needed to treat injuries to human beings, if the Skeleton Man is damaged, he must have his own 'medical kit' if he wants to repair it.

You can't put a bandage on a robot to stop the engine oil.

These were obviously prepared for him by the dead skeleton man. Unfortunately, he was killed in one blow and had no chance to repair himself.

Lu Meng collected them one by one: These are the same as the medical modules. They can be operated by fools. Even if he has not come into contact with the Skeleton Man, they can be used to repair mechanical prostheses. They can be exchanged for thousands of coins.

Next, there are six blue plastic-covered books.

Lu Meng is already very familiar with it. This is an ancient science book.

He now has two books, one records ancient forging techniques, and the other is related to the origin of cannibals and involves biogenetic technology.

This time I got six more copies.

"Crop cultivation, planting, steel smelting technology, biofuel..." Lu Meng browsed through the past briefly and got a general idea.

He realized that this was probably related to the origin of civilization in the swamp.

The water and heat conditions here are excellent, but the rice yields grown by the swamp people are still exaggerated. They do not have pesticides and agricultural machinery. It cannot be explained based on natural conditions alone.

It should be their ancestors who used special varieties that were bred.

It’s considered black technology.

However, apart from this, other technologies recorded in ancient science books do not seem to be well used in the swamp.

Lu Meng looked at the dead skeleton.

"P4 model... produces engineering robots." Lu Meng guessed, "This is a skeleton craftsman."

The answer is obvious. This dead skeleton craftsman came here with the ancestors of mankind and established Huangshui Village. At the same time, he tried to gradually revive and implement the science and technology of the past. In order to survive, technology related to agriculture was implemented first.

however.

Perhaps due to increased chaos, perhaps out of fear of the Bone Man... Like elsewhere, the Holy Cult of Auckland spread in the swamps.

People chose to kill the skeleton craftsmen and dumped their bodies here, along with all the ancient science books that were temporarily unused.

The reason why it was not completely burned may be that those people at that time still had a trace of greed in their hearts and subconsciously hoped that future generations could interpret these taboo knowledge.

...Such things should not only happen in Huangshui Village.

"But this is a long time ago..." Lu Meng stood up, "Judging from the fact that the skeleton craftsmen are still willing to get along with humans, it should be the time when the last empire just collapsed. These robots still want to live in the swamp. A piece of pure land that shields the outside world and builds a safe place.”

"Such attempts should have happened in many places on the mainland, but obviously, they failed."

"In today's swamp, even the influence of the Auckland Cult has receded. The Skeleton Man can appear again, but after all, there is no hope for this place."

"The people of Huangshui Village have also forgotten this period of history, and even the original intention of setting up this forbidden area. They only regard it as a lesson passed down from their ancestors, and they themselves have completely become a group of ordinary villagers...farming, fishing and hunting, and living in peace and health." Lu Meng has Memories from different worlds can be compared, and one can naturally detect weirdness and think about it.

But for the swamp people in Huangshui Village, the world has been like this since they were born. There is nothing wrong with high-yielding crops and inferior production tools. This is a kind of inertia of thinking.

Thinking of this, Lu Meng chuckled.

This kind of thinking inertia is not limited to swamp people.

Those technology hunter friends who come to the swamp to explore relics may have to work hard for a long time to recover an ancient science book or a few relics... As a result, Lu Meng was able to get six books at once, without any difficulty.

In the final analysis, even if the knowledge of technology hunters exceeds that of ordinary people, they still belong to this era.

When they saw the current situation of the swamp people, they subconsciously felt that it was backward and of little value to explore.

In addition, the swamp people have always been xenophobic, so in order to avoid trouble, the technology hunters did not come to detect the treasure, and they missed the treasure.

Lu Meng put away all the books and felt calm.

Without him, it would have taken hundreds or thousands of years for this knowledge to see the light of day again, and there is no guarantee that it would be in the hands of people with discerning eyes.

Several of the iron boxes he opened were corroded and water seeped in, causing many ordinary documents and items to be damaged.

Lu Meng had no way of telling what they were. Apart from his unsatisfied curiosity, he only felt regret.

A piece of paper slipped from the book.

He picked it up and took a look. It should be a miniature map. It was clearly visible with the Skeleton Man's camera, but it was a bit difficult to see with human eyes.

There are several red marks circled on it, and it seems that its owner attaches great importance to it.

"Southern Wetlands..."

Lu Meng clipped it back and put it away together.

Although he roughly knew the direction, it would be nice to have a specific map for comparison.

He inspected the cabin again, but regrettably found no weapons, protective gear or other equipment that could be used immediately.

I thought that even if these things existed, they would have been taken away by the villagers long ago and would not be kept until now.

However, the things recorded in ancient scientific books still need to be interpreted and practiced in order to be effective.

Lu Meng thought in his heart.

I definitely don’t have so much time to do it myself... It seems like it’s time to recruit some scientific research and production talents.

Not to mention the distance, the Skeleton Craftsmen originally wanted to establish a stronghold here. The few ancient science books they brought recorded the most needed technologies in the swamp. They could cash in on a few of them to help the villagers of Huangshui Village get rich and improve their lives. no problem.

This provides a bargaining chip.

Although these things should belong to them, it is a pity that their ancestors abandoned it themselves.

Lu Meng turned around and left, closing the shed door.

The lock had been damaged, but he tried his best to restore the arrangement to its original state.

The forbidden area has been abandoned for a long time, and it is estimated that no one will visit it for several years. This cover-up is enough for people not to notice anything strange.

Lu Mengyi is a brave man who sets out at dawn, moves quickly and skillfully, and is familiar with the road. After doing all this at this moment, it is actually not yet late at night.

"Ok?"

However, when he returned the same way, he saw several sneaky figures looking around in front of his cabin.

"...What are these little guys doing?"

(End of this chapter)