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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 · Khoa huyễn
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385 Chs

Chapter 185: Farming and Reclaiming Land

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Lu Yuan didn't pay attention to Miss Chatterbox, just stretched a big lazy stretch, "It's time to start a new life, huh!"

Yes, this place was his new home, where he would live for a long time.

He grabbed a hoe and began to toil at the edge of the pond.

Occasionally, he would sing some old songs, even though he often forgot the words towards the end.

Sometimes, he would reflect that life was just a difficult cycle of reincarnation.

He cultivated farmland and raised animals among the ruins of the Meida Civilization.

He traveled tens of thousands of kilometers to the remnants of the Green Grass Civilization, to cultivate farmland and raise animals.

Everything seemed unchanging.

Even his mindset hadn't changed much...

He still felt a bit lonely, longing to return to his warm hometown, missing his parents, classmates, and friends—even the chubby-faced boss, whose name and face he could scarcely recall.