Enforcer Manual
Chapter 1005 - 903: The God of Dominate and Creation

Chapter 1005: Chapter 903: The God of Dominate and Creation

Outside Oasis City, in the endless desert, Song Lan and Old Void’s visitation work was not going smoothly.

The main reason for this was the difference in physical structure between humans and the Death God Crabs—the structure of the Death God Crabs allowed them to easily burrow deep into the desert and maintain the same position beneath the surface for up to several hours.

Obviously, humans couldn’t.

Humans would only be buried by the desert, and resources like oxygen would become an issue.

After communicating, Song Lan learned that the Death God Crabs had not actually built a kingdom hidden beneath the desert; they usually just found a patch of sand with a suitable environment and then burrowed underground there.

When the first rays of the morning sun shone on the sands, Song Lan found himself locked eyes with the tribe’s Sage of the Death God Crab species, creating a somewhat awkward atmosphere.

It was said the Sage had lived for over a hundred years.

During the Third War, it was still just a young crab. It had followed the migrating troops and was fortunate enough to survive the war that almost destroyed the surface of the entire world and eventually found a new home in this barren desert.

However, after it extended an invitation to Song Lan and Old Void, it too realized the problem at hand.

If they were to forcibly pull the God of Harvest into the sand like themselves, it could easily be mistaken for a murder that happened deep in the desert.

"Your tribe has matured; you should learn to build your own homeland."

After a long silence, Song Lan sincerely offered his advice.

Any tribe in the process of growing and becoming powerful needs a diverse range of talents to develop, and this has always been the developmental concept of the Bug Swarm.

Mere devouring and plundering are doomed not to last. The Devourers have absorbed this concept well and are currently developing in more diversified directions, with the Void Town becoming an important testing ground. Under the operation of artificial intelligence and the farm owner Fengling, the town’s population has already exceeded 100 people.

"Build... a homeland?"

The Sage had never considered these things.

The primary reason it was revered as the Sage by its kin was its longevity and experience from the ravages of the Third War—it had seen all kinds of strange and curious things.

But if it was to be honest with itself, it rarely considered issues regarding the development of the tribe.

The members of the tribe were generally satisfied with their current living environment.

The ancient creatures buried deeper were usually in a dormant state and did not pose a threat to them, and within this desert, they were at the top of the food chain.

For a mutated creature, few environments could be more favorable than this.

"What do you think we should do?"

"Allow the Death God Crabs to develop diversely, for example by cultivating Death God Crab engineers, Death God Crab scientists, Death God Crab diplomats, and other professionals."

"I will remember that."

The Sage, towering over ten meters tall and covered in various patterns, nodded humbly.

"I didn’t expect you to be so proficient already."

Old Void, with his arms crossed, commented.

He had been quietly listening to the conversation between Song Lan and the Sage. When he learned of the existence of the Bug Swarm, he had had a premonition, "Carrying the torch of civilization is a power from the higher world."

Although the higher world had been headed towards destruction, their past traditions continued in this way.

They could profoundly impact any form of life through direct communication; he found it hard to determine if the Death God Crabs possessing almost human-like thinking was due to natural evolution or Song Lan’s influence.

The Bug Swarm had grown and developed under his influence, and now he was bringing this torch to a group of mutated crabs dwelling deep in the desert.

Indeed, the man who established the Fight Cricket Competition and the Fight Crime Organization Competition never failed to entertain when it came to fun.

"Void" once again directly felt that Song Lan was far beyond his reach.

Since the downfall of the higher world, he had changed his mentality, casting away the past and wandering through the lower realm’s mountains and waters for enjoyment, or to put it in the terms trendy in the current online world, he had long since become a qualified fun-seeker, and the guild was nothing more than a private money box he had pulled together to address economic issues.

Yet all the ways he could think of having fun involved strolling through the cities of the "outside world," whereas Song Lan had long stopped limiting his attention to humanity, finding new pleasure among the ubiquitous mutated creatures.

"I told you before, if you encounter any difficulties, you can seek help from District Seventeen. The overseer will surely lend you a hand," Song Lan said.

At that time, the Death God Crabs had helped them fend off the mercenaries of the Barrosa Group, saving these unfortunate people’s lives, and that had established a firm friendship between the Death God Crabs and District Seventeen.

"So now, it’s time for the overseer to fulfill her promise."

While speaking, Song Lan took out his mobile phone.

Over the past few hours, Medea, the biologist of the Bug Swarm, had carefully analyzed the body size and habits of the Death God Crabs, while the Weapons Master had found an old buddy from his past and designed a construction plan for an underground kingdom overnight, based on the data provided by Medea.

Song Lan directly sent this design plan to another one of his good buddies.