Wasteland Development Diary

Night God's request for money surprised Zhou Yi for a moment.

"Does even a Light Nucleus Entity need money?"

"Of course. This is a world of energy, matter, and consciousness. Nothing exists in a vacuum," the other party said matter-of-factly.

"Although the Church has its own methods, as a god followed by believers, I still need to provide them with some funds. Otherwise, why would they believe in me? That's easy to understand, right?"

Zhou Yi thought that made sense.

"But with your strength, you should be able to obtain a large number of Light Seeds with just a wave of your hand."

"Obtaining Light Seeds isn't difficult, but choosing the right path for me is. The process is sometimes more important than the result."

Night God seemed to realize something: "You focus more on the material world of existence and haven't explored the reverse world much. No wonder you have such thoughts."

"Conceptual life is a higher life form based on the interaction between the physical world and the reverse world. We walk and act in the reverse world formed by consciousness and enter the physical world formed by matter. We cannot directly change the matter here."

"This is also a simple law of nature. I can easily destroy thousands of life consciousnesses, but I can't pick up a stone."

The other party waved his hand and smiled, "Of course, that's a joke. I'm not some destruction-obsessed maniac."

Zhou Yi listened attentively.

Judging from his words and actions, Night God's imitation of humans was remarkably lifelike.

"Conceptual life has its own way of obtaining energy. Our method is more efficient and concise, but on the physical world side, most life forms do not have this ability. They need a common energy carrier, which is Light Seed."

"So, coming here, I need to use Light Seeds to help and promote them."

Night God's words made Zhou Yi understand the general idea.

However, one core issue remained unresolved.

Zhou Yi didn't mince words: "Wouldn't it be faster to just take them directly?"

The other party didn't deny it: "That process would be recorded by the Great Sacred Spirit, leading to changes in the concept itself."

"For example, everyone now believes that Night God is a kind and wise god. After plundering, I would be considered a god who deprives wealth, and behavior would change conscious perception."

Zhou Yi seemed to vaguely understand: "Similar to alignment? You belong to the Order side, and if you plunder, you would become the Chaos side, or even the Evil side?"

"That's an interesting way to put it... you could think of it that way."

Night God held a small round fan and said in a light tone: "For us, Order, Chaos, and Evil are not different, but just going left, middle, or right. But this will cause different results for life in the physical world, which in turn will form subsequent feedback for us."

"Order-side behavior, like me, providing positive guidance and help to other lives, is a bit harder, but it can continuously expand influence and spread outward, gaining a large base group."

"But also for this reason, to obtain Light Seeds here, I have to adopt acceptable methods such as exchange, excavation, and accepting offerings."

"The Chaos side is difficult to judge, and no one wants to follow a capricious guy, so it is difficult to get any benefits."

"As for the Evil side, they are more often called monsters. There is a rapid surge in supporters in a short period of time, but it basically disappears quickly. Because destruction itself is a double-edged sword, regardless of friend or foe."

Zhou Yi memorized it silently.

He took the opportunity to ask, "Are there any other gods now, that is, on the Order side, besides you?"

"As far as I know, no. Being a god is too stressful, and most of my kind are unwilling to do it."

Night God shook his small fan: "Being a god who insists on order is a very hard thing."

"To manage believers here, I have to talk to them every day, solve their problems, listen to their pain, and try to solve their livelihood problems. If this goes on for a long time, even I have wanted to disband the church many times..."

Zhou Yi expressed sympathy: "Thank you for your hard work, please be sure to persevere."

"If it weren't for being forced to, who would be willing to be so troublesome?"

The other party's face was full of helplessness and bitterness: "The moon is in danger, and I must expand my believers to offset the weakening suffered there."

"I also plan to train them to one day advance there and wipe out the moon beasts... although this seems a bit distant. Their development is much slower than I expected."

Zhou Yi was in awe.

"Most conceptual lives still operate in the reverse world, which is more suitable for us. By the way, do you want to trade with me? I'll help you find Hotpot."

"Of course."

Zhou Yi nodded.

The other party said: "Just transfer the money directly to the church's account in the Mechanical City. The account is called [Night God Church Donation Special Category One]. Just add a remark [Exchange] when transferring."

In the wasteland era, gods also have electronic accounts.

Zhou Yi opened the tablet and completed a transfer of 20,000 Light Seeds.

Then he showed the details to the other party.

"Thank you for your support to the church."

Night God showed a business-like smile: "Then please wait a moment, I will go find the one you want."

Then it disappeared without a trace.

...

The conversation with Night God corrected many of Zhou Yi's ingrained thinking patterns.

For example, the church.

The Black Night Church in the wasteland era is different from any church in past human history.

It is based on the lunar crisis, which forced Night God to come out to find believers in order to obtain external forces to deal with the moon beast problem.

The more believers there are, the stronger its power will be.

So the church was born with a natural tendency to expand.

Virtual gods seem perfect because of distance.

As a real god, Night God has to run around, make money, recruit people, appease believers, and maintain its good image... Perhaps because of the lack of a professional team to help, it has to do everything itself.

Zhou Yi thought it was a pity.

He had never worked as an agent or at an entertainment company in the past, otherwise he could really cooperate with Night God, get a behind-the-scenes team, and package it as an idol goddess.

Various thoughts flashed through Zhou Yi's mind.

Suddenly Night God reappeared.

"I found the 'Hotpot' you described."

"But it is sleeping."

Night God said apologetically: "It seems very weak and cannot wake up in a short time."

"I know a similar conceptual life, and the difference from Hotpot is not very big. Like me, it also belongs to the Order side, is not harmful, and is easy to get along with."

Zhou Yi was suspicious: "Who is it?"

"It's called 'Land', an ancient conceptual life whose prototype is the land of the physical world."

Is this the Land God?

Since Hotpot was asleep, Zhou Yi also held a try-it-out mentality: "Okay."

"Okay."

Night God's figure flickered.

A strange shadow slowly appeared beside it.

The shadow was shaped like a clay sculpture without facial features or arms, and its lower body was shrouded in clouds.

Night God introduced: "This is 'Land'."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly to him: "Hello, I am Zhou Yi."

"Hmm."

The other party's voice was deep and low, transmitted to the body through the ground under his feet.

"Then you talk slowly." Night God waved his hand and said, "I'll go deal with the believers' affairs first."

A voice rang in Zhou Yi's mind.

"Although Land doesn't pay as much attention to the physical world as I do, its tendency is also toward the Order side, but it doesn't manage believers like me. It is more introverted and afraid of being noticed, and only cares about the prototype land, so although it occasionally appears on this side, few people know about it."

"I hope you can reach a cooperation."

Night God gave a little hint.

After it left, only Zhou Yi and Land were left here.

The other party was as silent as described.

Zhou Yi could only find a topic himself: "To be honest, we are doing land reclamation here. I don't know, do you have any suggestions?"

"Very good."

Land was still concise.

Zhou Yi had a bit of a headache.

In this situation, let alone cooperation, even chatting was difficult.

Zhou Yi added: "Because our Sandport area is limited, and most of the world is submerged by the Dead Sea, land is a very precious non-renewable resource, so I want to reclaim land from the sea."

"Good."

The other party responded with one word.

It was not known whether it was approval or an indication of understanding.

Zhou Yi gritted his teeth and continued: "I would like to ask, is it feasible to use the silt from the bottom of the Dead Sea for planting crops?"

"Feasible."

Land still answered one question at a time.

Zhou Yi complained in his heart.

No wonder Land's influence and spread were almost zero. Such a passive conceptual life, squeezing toothpaste-like responses, without any pulling, how could it attract people to believe in it?

It and Night God were two extremes. One was completely involved in the world's operation, and the other was completely detached and reclusive.

But this time, at least 20,000 Light Seeds were spent, so it couldn't be wasted like this.

Zhou Yi could only patiently try to dig out more information: "Does the conceptual prototype you originate from refer to all the land surface in this world?"

"Only the part not covered by the Dead Sea."

That is, land in the narrow sense.

According to Night God's description, the strength of the prototype is also linked to the conceptual life itself. That is to say, as long as the land is expanded, this Land will also become stronger.

Zhou Yi tried to ask for confirmation.

"Yes."

The mud man stepping on clouds replied: "The larger the land, the stronger I am."

Zhou Yi was curious: "Now all parties are reclaiming land and building islands. Are you also promoting it behind the scenes?"

"No."

Land said: "I haven't had a dialogue with the physical world for a long time."

"Goodbye."

It said goodbye and left.

Suddenly, the mud man slowly turned to the east.

"That is... aerial land?" it asked in confusion.

Zhou Yi also looked over.

That was the pilot area for land reclamation in the east, now a wide and stable layer of soil was spread over the elevator building supporting the island.

From a distance, it looked like a large mushroom with a giant flat cap.

Zhou Yi was also a little confused.

What's the situation?

"Interesting."

The conceptual life, which was originally as calm as water, finally showed obvious emotional fluctuations at this time: "No wonder Night God asked me to come over, this is indeed unusual."