Chapter 800: Mutation

A month later. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The first holy council still has no end in sight, and every detail, every agreement, every written expression, has to face repeated arguments.

The adopted resolution has already formed a rigorous text, and people only then realize that there are so many things that need to be defined, covering almost all aspects of human society.

From the relationship between the mundane, the sacred, the transcendental, and the privileged, to the rights and responsibilities of each person in such a social system.

Everything, everything!

By now, except for the elite at the top of society, the public is tired and is no stranger to the competing interests, news, and scandals that break out every day.

And the envoys from Ferosei also ran out of patience in the cold reception and toughness.

Since the Holy Council had not yet ended, the new order and the ruling class had not yet been determined, and the powers and responsibilities were unclear, no one had the heart to deal with this envoy group, and it was impossible for the other party to agree to the bottom limit of their own negotiations anyway, so after the first week of reception, this delegation was left aside, and no one was in charge of it.

To this day, even the basic reception etiquette has not been paid attention to, and the goodwill of the gods of the Pheroceis has been left on the ground without any scruples, trampled on by the global society at will.

Of course, this was the opinion of the clergy in the Legation, and in fact, apart from these fellows whose faith had occupied all their bodies and minds, the other part of the Legation did not have any resentment about this, and the ban was relaxed, and they had already begun to travel around the earth under surveillance.

What the public is most concerned about today is not the rapid change in Niya, or the flashpoint of the Divine Council, or the World Tree, or the great changes taking place on Mars.

As of now, more than a million Martian immigrants have been put in place, and a new migrant city is rising on a plain two hundred kilometers away from the World Tree.

This is located outside of the first core area of the World Tree's influence, and yes, it's not that the immigrants don't want to get close to the World Tree, it's that reality doesn't allow excessive proximity.

With the World Tree as a circle, within 200 kilometers in diameter is the first core area, within this area, the density of air, oxygen content, elemental spirits, magic power, etc., the concentration is too high, so high that it is not suitable for any artificial transformation and existence.

At the beginning, the immigrants did not work hard, but at night the plants that had just been cleared sprouted and vines eroded, and at the second dawn, they grew out on a more dense and vigorous scale, and the base was buried over and over again, and the speed of cleaning was far from keeping up with the speed of species growth and reproduction.

Coupled with the increasing concentration of magic power, the mutation of animals and plants has been greatly promoted, and a unique and dangerous ecological link is gradually taking shape......

The problem is so serious, the reality is forced step by step, and in desperation, the Earth settlers have to abandon their homes that are constantly falling and repairing, leaving the scope of the first core influence, and laying roots on its edge.

Within the circle of 200 kilometers to 500 kilometers, is the second core of the sphere of influence, in this area, although the growth of animals and plants is still beyond common sense, clear out a clearing, less than two days, will be covered by dense vegetation, but human beings with the help of tools and unlimited supply of energy, or tenaciously overcome this series of difficulties, the city is like building in an increasingly large scale of primeval jungle, the farm no longer needs to be particularly elaborate, crops have been spread in this primeval jungle on a large scale, And changed the original appearance, becoming a natural gift that can be seen everywhere and picked everywhere.

After more than half a month of analysis and testing, these highly mutated crops have not found any harmful ingredients and hidden dangers, although the immigration authorities have not issued a safety notice, the ban still exists, but there have been bold immigrants who have picked these crops privately, and after a simple cooking, they are sent into their stomachs.

The results were mixed.

Some crops, such as tomatoes, are already tall like a small tree, the fruit is round and huge like a watermelon, the skin is thin and smooth, and the flesh is more delicious and juicy.

But some are completely unsuitable for consumption, such as sweet potatoes buried in the ground, this rhizome may have absorbed the rich metal elements in the Martian soil, not only is the volume more huge, but the flesh is also hard like a stone, split to see, the mechanism of red and tong with a very clear metallic luster.

There are also staple foods, such as rice and wheat, etc., all of which have changed their image!

Among them, the most critical mutations are not these, but their reproduction methods and growth rates.

A huge problem has become increasingly prominent, within the expanding sphere of influence of the World Tree, the original desert of life has become a vigorous and even crazy paradise of life, the immigrants feel more and more strongly that their living space is being increasingly squeezed and eroded, and countless species are forming a huge and endless joint force, they want to keep the immigrants away from the World Tree, away from this paradise of life.

In this regard, the immigrants have woken up from the initial excitement and excitement, and their answer is naturally no, so a race for living space and every second begins.

With a chosen settlement, a large number of molded building materials, an endless supply of energy, and the race of more than a million people against the clock, a city built purely of steel has risen to this day.

The first is a steel wall that encloses the city, which is reinforced every day, raised every day, and cleaned every day outside the walls, hence the roar of machinery.

Within the city walls, every inhabitant is obliged to clean up the newly emerged plants, insects and animals that have infiltrated them.

When people wake up every day, they not only need to wash themselves, but also need to "wash" their houses and yards.

Since the angle of the axis of rotation of Mars is similar to that of the Earth, the time of one rotation is also similar, day and night, cleaning and growth, and so on and so on. (To be continued.) )