I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early-Chapter 669 - 488: Plan to Deal with the "Ghost

Chapter 669: Chapter 488: Plan to Deal with the “Ghost

After completing everything, Lu Yuan finally took Miss Conch away from the Sky Pit.

The darkness tonight was especially deep; even the bright high-argon lamps could not pierce through the thick night. The Snake-man Palace in the distance remained unchanged, yet a terrifying sense of unease was brewing and fermenting.

On the bustling plaza at the border between Sky City and Green Mountain, the Human Government was arranging the upcoming shifts.

This time, full hibernation was not necessary. To escape this predicament, people had to find a way to explore the Snake-man Palace.

A place that hosted [Ghosts] was obviously unsuitable for soldiers to explore. It was best to use various high-grade puppets.

As a result, industrial systems across various sectors needed to retain some operation. The estimated number of conscious population to be retained was about 20,000, including machinists, engravers, engineers, doctors, scientists, and soldiers, among others.

“Old Cat, you handle the arrangements. Can Green Mountain accommodate this many people?”

“It can, it can. Everyone just needs one hibernation chamber to sleep comfortably, though personal space may be quite tight.”

“During special periods, there’s no other choice…”

Various technologies from third-level civilizations, such as Light Screen Spirit Language and Explosive Spirit Language, were being urgently prepared.

Lu Yuan patrolled for a while, sighed, and headed to the “Grotto Heaven” of the Insect Race.

“King, terrible anomalies are awakening outside. What are your orders?” Three Worm Kings greeted him respectfully.

“Next, humanity will enter collective hibernation. There won’t be much food production, so most of you will need to remain dormant for long periods,” Lu Yuan instructed.

The scene in the Grotto Heaven was bustling. Coal, wood, metal, and other materials were neatly stacked in warehouses, with specialized insects processing these conventional resources and breaking them down into sticky nutrients.

Through successive steps of the food chain, the insect race could produce extraordinary mushrooms, insect milk, insect glue, silk, and other high-grade consumables.

“We will make the necessary preparations and maintain only the lowest level of operational intensity.”

Worm King · Lu Da bowed slightly, speaking in a formal manner: “90% of the insects will enter hibernation, and only 10% with combat capabilities will remain on standby for orders.”

“That’s unnecessary; let most of the insects hibernate. This is not an enemy that can be easily defeated through combat,” Lu Yuan clenched his fist tightly.

Power truly changes hearts, and ever since the insect army expanded, these three have been diligently shouting bizarre slogans like “Stronger than Mom” and “Tougher than Mom” every day, even introducing so-called modern management methods, claiming to improve efficiency—making them seem downright… absurd.

Lu Yuan couldn’t be bothered with their nonsense and let them do as they wished.

“1% of conscious individuals… a thousand insects should be sufficient for now.”

“Of course, we still need to prepare for potential battles,” Lu Yuan coughed lightly. “Although [Ghost]-level disasters, if truly unleashed, would render any insect support virtually useless.”

“But if there’s any other monster, we might still be of use.”

“I need to defend our city!”

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, other Leviathans, Mammoths, Sky Fortresses, and Reconnaissance Scythes started wailing, roaring loudly, their teeth nearly grinding down to powder.

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“He’s doomed!”

“What are you saying?”

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Leviathan’s giant pincers clicked loudly as it rolled on the ground like a child.

Meanwhile, Miss Conch, who could understand “Insect Language,” was laughing uncontrollably. “They’re complaining to you,” she said.

Lu Yuan endured the awkwardness and probed for a while. Well, apparently, modernized living had bored them to death, and they were desperate to go out and wreak havoc.

Things like “Stronger than Mom,” they’d rather have small pleasures than dreams of a great empire rising.

“Even insects nowadays are being oppressed,” Lu Yuan thought incredulously.

That said, lower-level cannon fodder could regenerate, didn’t have much in the way of emotions, and nobody would grieve for their losses.

But for these high-level insect clans, unless absolutely necessary, he wouldn’t send them to war.

The enemy was too powerful. [Insect] wasn’t even among the Four Great Calamities – how could they contend with [Ghost]?

Additionally, the insect army held little appeal to [Ghosts].

Because these insects were all stupid, with Divine Attributes no higher than 3 points, in the eyes of [Ghosts], they were practically invisible…

Theoretically, as long as the insect army didn’t actively provoke [Ghosts], they were much safer than humans.

After giving detailed instructions, the insect clan entered collective hibernation, spinning silk around themselves to form aged cocoons. Only high-level insect clans remained conscious, awaiting future orders.

At this moment, Professor Desert from the engineering department reported in.

“Great Commander, Green Grass City’s altitude has decreased to 500 meters.”

“Good, maintain this altitude! Gradually move away from the Snake-man Palace and toward the cities of the Lanpeng Civilization. Keep the speed moderate and maintain inscription concealment.”

“Understood.”

At that moment, another channel in the earphones rang out.

“Great Commander, are you really certain about heading near the cities of Lanpeng Civilization?” Professor Lu Tiantian from the Great Academy of Sciences questioned the decision. “Their population is eight times ours. Although they also have hibernation technology, their risk factor is still exponentially higher compared to ours.”

“Their materialistic technology is indeed somewhat superior to ours, but their understanding of idealism remains rudimentary… Even if we have gifted them knowledge, there are still areas they cannot surpass us in a short time.”

“If the Lanpeng Civilization suffers an anomaly attack and we’re too close, we might also be in danger…”

“Theoretically, yes,” Lu Yuan paused before responding through the earphones. “But you must understand, this grassland is only so expansive, perhaps one-quarter of Earth’s total area. In the face of a [Ghost]-level anomaly, it isn’t large at all.”

“If the Lanpeng people are wiped out entirely, the aftermath they leave behind would be too enormous for us to handle. This anomaly may not necessarily be a [Ghost]; it could also be other [Demon]-type entities…”

“So we have no choice; we must huddle together for warmth.”

[Ghost] functions as an Idealist Perpetual Machine, theoretically lacking neither Spirit Essence nor energy, yet it attacks civilizations relentlessly. Why?

The answer is simple—for the highest-grade ideal energy, luck!

It can destroy a civilization and gain “luck”!

Lu Yuan paused momentarily, contemplating a dark, grim possibility: “Unless…”

Lu Tiantian directly voiced the possibility: “Unless we wage war against the Lanpeng people now and prioritize exterminating them before anomalies annihilate them!”

“This ideal energy wouldn’t fall into the hands of the catastrophe-level anomaly. Safety-wise, this plan is actually better, isn’t it? If we let [Ghost] acquire the ‘luck,’ wouldn’t that be even more terrifying?”

Silence fell over the other communication channels.

Everyone held their breath, pondering this possibility.

Lu Yuan shook his head. He had considered this scenario but ultimately rejected it.

On one hand, the Human 18th Civilization had no precedent of annihilating other civilizations. If there were animosity, it might be justified—but there was no grievance now. From a moral standpoint, it was impossible to act.

Do not underestimate morality; it is the foundation of societal development.

Human progress requires some form of internal impetus—whether it be a sense of superiority or moral conviction. There must be some inner drive.

If morality collapses, civilization too will decline, and the beautiful atmosphere of the past will be no more.

On the other hand, a war between two civilizations, especially extinction-level conflict, entails massive fluctuations in “luck.”

“Luck” seems intangible to humanity, invisible and untouchable, only accessible through third-level technology like [Space-Time Tide Harmonization Conversion] that converts it into tangible ideal energy.

But entities like the [Greedy Demon God] anomalies already have a clearer perception of “luck.”

Other anomalies likely share this ability.

“Thus, under no circumstances can war break out now. Once it begins, both sides’ ‘luck’ will fluctuate dramatically. [Ghost] may immediately awaken and seek out our city!”

“So our only choice is one shared fate, one shared prosperity!”

Lu Yuan sternly stated, “Of course, we don’t need to exhaust ourselves supporting them. We’ll maintain a safe distance! If the other side makes any strange or dangerous moves, we’ll stop them immediately!”

“We must take leadership in this operation. That’s the primary principle for survival.”

“As long as that prince isn’t utterly foolish, he should agree to all our proposals. Rest assured, we already have sufficient mutual trust.” He spoke decisively and firmly.

This argument was both logical and convincing, earning recognition from various department heads.

Lu Tiantian recalled the fragment of [Demon·Controlling Ruins] he had placed in the safe earlier, faintly guessing what had transpired. His eyelids twitched slightly: “Understood.”

“Since the other side is willing to cooperate, let’s bring the cities closer together and act in unison.”

Thus, Green Grass City inched closer.

Because the movement was slow, it might take a month to reach the destination.

During this time, both humanity and the Lanpeng Civilization maintained heightened vigilance, urgently deploying several floating satellites.

Above the Snake-man Palace, a shadow remained without further expansion. The Blood Pupil flickered between half-open and half-closed states, in a strange overlap of awakening and slumber…

On the fifth day, the luxurious palace suddenly began moving slowly!

It drifted to the center of the grassland, then descended to the ground with a soft “boom.”

A cloud of dust erupted, triggering an animal exodus!

Massive numbers of Mandala Flowers spread out from the Snake-man Palace, growing wildly in the soil and overtaking the original grassland!