The human brain was no match for a server with massive computing power. It was already a miracle that the data could build a basic model in his mind.
Further assembly, verification, and trial use were still out of reach.
Unless a chip were implanted in the brain and used for calculation through bioelectricity.
However, that would lead to the creation of a mechanical god, which was ultimately a losing proposition.
After a few sighs, Su Mo lay in bed until seven o’clock before shaking his head and getting up.
After washing up, while Huang Xiaojuan cooked, he picked up a broom and swept the yard, then found a rag to wipe the dusty spots.
With no materials in hand, Su Mo was in no hurry. He patiently enjoyed the luxurious “ordinary days” of the apocalypse.
Here, he was not in a hurry about how the territory would develop, nor did he need to worry about how to lead everyone through the next natural disaster.
As time went on and he became more and more immersed in the identity of an ordinary citizen, Su Mo realized something.
Time truly was the best teacher.
The various changes of the past eight years had let him see far too many things that he could not have seen before.
The “masterpieces” he had made as a lord, when viewed from an ordinary person’s perspective, turned out, to his surprise, to have become tools for those with ulterior motives to oppress the lower classes.
The risky decisions that had not been viewed favorably at first had turned out to be miraculous successes a few years later.
On the other side, the four years before the end of the calendar had also been concealed and presented in a different light.
Limited by his identity, even with his best efforts to inquire, Su Mo could only uncover some dubious “truths.”
Among them, putting aside the other races, the Demon Soul Clan, the Treant Clan, and the Light Empire, these alien races had all disappeared mysteriously, without making even a ripple.
The only murloc tribe left in the territory, given their reproduction rate, surely would not have reached its current size.
Even without thinking carefully, one could tell that something fishy was going on here.
“Once the armor is finished, I’ll go and thoroughly investigate the secrets of this territory’s past.”
“Let’s see what else is hidden in these deliberately buried years.”
Everything originates from strength.
He had realized that without armor, he could only live a low-key life in Mulberry Field Town and had no right to interfere in the territory’s secrets.
Su Mo didn’t dwell on it too much.
There was still a year left for this mission. Even if he was slow, he could still make the armor within three months.
By then there would still be nine months left, which was more than enough!
After a while, the aroma of food wafted out from the kitchen.
The first to knock on the courtyard door was not Wang Qian and the others who lived next door, but Sun Quan, who had been apart from them for a night.
“Oh ho, you’re already here, and you even brought a gift?”
Seeing the two large 5L bottles of milk and the bag of expensive bananas that Sun Quan was carrying, Su Mo smiled and joked a few times before opening the courtyard gate.
“Brother Su, what are you saying? I’ve been eating here for free for so many days. I should at least thank Xiaojuan, shouldn’t I?”
After speaking, Sun Quan first glanced warily at Oreo, who was grooming her fur with her head held high in the corner. Only when he saw that Oreo had no intention of pouncing on him did he happily carry the bag into the kitchen.
Unlike the original Su Youzong, Sun Quan was about the same age as Huang Xiaojuan, practically her contemporary, so naturally they had more to talk about.
Having guessed some of Sun Quan’s thoughts, Su Mo didn’t stop him, but kept slowly sweeping the courtyard, listening to the two bickering in the kitchen.
About ten more minutes passed.
Wang Qian and the others, who had already become familiar with everyone, finally came out of the courtyard next door.
They were chatting and laughing at first, but then Wang Qian casually turned his head and seemed to notice them only now. He first scratched his head in surprise, then said:
“Brother Su, you didn’t go to work today?”
“No, I’m taking a day off today. I’m going to the Summer Harvest warm-up meeting with the Lane at noon,” Su Mo replied with a smile.
“The warm-up meeting? What a coincidence, we’re going too!”
Wang Qian slapped his arm, looking rather elated.
“How about we go together?”
“Sure. It’s a lively event for our Mulberry Field Town, but we still have to go to the Lane later.”
“It’s alright, it’s alright, we just like having a good time.”
They hadn’t expected Su Mo to cooperate so readily. After Wang Qian finished speaking, the others exchanged glances, also somewhat surprised.
However, they did not realize that their identities had already been exposed. They simply thought they had grown familiar with Su Mo and he was no longer wary of them.
Upon hearing Su Mo agree, the group said no more and happily entered the courtyard to help clean it.
Before long, as more and more people entered the courtyard, the once quiet Gutian Third Street became lively.
It was like a party. A dozen or so people sat in the courtyard with a small table set up.
As the steaming home-cooked dishes were served, the conversation grew more and more lively, thanks to Sun Quan’s sharp tongue, even though Su Mo was quietly eating his meal.
It made passersby think they had come to the wrong place.
The meal lasted from nine o’clock to ten o’clock, and more than a dozen people ate it.
After finishing, no one left. They kept chatting about their experiences and observations within the territory.
Sitting to one side, although Su Mo did not speak, listening made his understanding of the development direction of Tian Yuan Territory and its major and minor upheavals over the past eight years clearer.
They chatted until around midday, when someone reminded them of the time.
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