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

The Supernatural era descended, the rules changed, mystery arrived, and the world altered. Countless ruins of civilization emerged, and an abundance of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures lay at everyone's fingertips. Radical faction, "This is the best of times, entering a new world, excavating relics, mass evolution!" Conservative, "This is the worst of times, with countless monsters outside, once you leave the Safe Zone, extinction awaits humanity!" … Meanwhile, at a remote ruin, Lu Yuan successfully discovered new treasures and sought after the mysterious wealth, desperately trying to contact his fellow Earthlings. "Found a communicator, can it get through?" "Hey, humans—I'm almost becoming a god, and you're still hiding in the Safe Zone?" …… (Original title: "A Thousand Years Ahead of Humanity") (Also known as "Picking Up Trash in the New World," "Even Wealthier Than All Humans," "One Person Is a Civilization," "Please Call Me the Human Pioneer," "I Am the Strongest Pioneer," and more!)

Finally Eternal · Sci-fi
Peringkat tidak cukup
279 Chs

Chapter 102 A Hidden Safe Zone?!

By the fifth month, Lu Yuan had pushed through the bushes and ascended the final slope.

He suddenly realized he had emerged from the dense, unimaginably vast Primitive Forest.

This was the last slope, and beyond it lay a whole new world!

An endless expanse of arid land filled his sight, rugged yet delicate, vast terrains, sparse grasslands, and jagged Monster rocks presenting a breathtaking display of nature's force.

Only a few patches of green stubbornly grew on the arid land, but most magical of all were the endless flower patches, vibrant in purple and red, decorating the hillside below into a stunning scene.

At a glance, the rustling flower beds seemed to stretch for hundreds of kilometers, extending to the horizon.

And at the boundary between the forest and the arid land, a vertical waterfall hung down, nearly 300 meters wide, its force like thousands of horses charging, echoing like a chant from a hundred thousand marching troops.