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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 · ไซไฟ
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Chapter 37 "God" Sets a New Milestone

Yunhai City, Supernatural Research Institute.

The first solution that came to everyone's mind was the renowned Morse code!

By using the short signal "・" and maintaining a long signal "—" for a certain duration, they could complete the transmission of information.

However, just after they sent the first command, the screen turned blue.

[The other party has disconnected the communication. Would you like to re-initiate the communication request?]

And in the conference room, there was a stir of commotion.

"He… he turned off the communication video?!"

"Re-establish the connection!"

[Please wait… Communication with the Meida Civilization is being initiated…]

But after trying to connect for quite some time, the screen still did not light up; it seemed the other party's communicator really wasn't functioning well.

Professor Zhang Hui, the main person in charge of the research institute, forcefully slapped his forehead, feeling that their good intentions had backfired.