I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early
Chapter 931 - 600: Two Hundred Years of Development and... Departure! (Part 3)

Chapter 931: Chapter 600: Two Hundred Years of Development and... Departure! (Part 3)

They are deeply skeptical in their hearts, questioning whether humans have already become a genuine fourth-level civilization.

When he raised this doubt, he was met with a righteous rebuttal from human diplomats: "No, we are in the developmental stage of a third-level civilization!"

"We still don’t have ’supercomputer’ technology, and our population is only over six million."

"We haven’t cultivated a Great Spirit Rhythmer, nor have we created attack weapons of Immortal Level or Mythical Level, nor do we have the ability to live permanently in space..."

"We don’t have Earth Escape Level survival abilities, and the proportion of 12 point divine attributes hasn’t reached 50%... How can we be considered a fourth-level civilization? We’re far from it!"

"We are merely at the intermediate stage of a third-level civilization, not even at the advanced stage!"

This series of requirements left all the dwarves perplexed!

What on earth?!

Are the requirements for a fourth-level civilization so high?

They had just acquired some fourth-level technology from the legacy of the Strangers and hadn’t even had the chance to revel in it, only to be doused with cold water!

And even the Strangers were a bit confused, wondering where all these requirements came from... Did we meet these requirements back then?

Yet, seeing the dwarves being suppressed, they were quite pleased.

"Look at the humans and then look at yourselves!" These old-timers shouted loudly.

...

The speed of the Floating Fortress gradually reduced, with its altitude falling.

The fleet arrived at the trading market, where the dwarves observed through the glass windows the thousands of cargo ships in the sky. Like a swarm of bees returning to the hive, they spiraled around the platforms of the trading market, landing and taking off.

From the sky, the entire airspace was divided into 15 fluorescent lanes.

Blue-green holographic navigation lines woven into a net in the air guided the Floating Fortress’s orderly navigation.

The large Floating Fortress was as massive as a small town, with its heavy concrete shell glinting coldly under the sunlight, moving slowly along the outermost lane.

The medium-sized cargo ships were much more agile, traveling back and forth between the main lanes, their LED light strips flashing various racial symbols.

The smallest courier ships were the size of buses, racing in packs along the low-altitude lanes like busy worker bees.

The Chairman, Stormbrew, reflected deeply on the immense changes in the Northern Territory over the past century.

The once powerful races had obtained the greatest benefits, with currently six level 3 civilizations!

Alright, if measured by human civilization standards, we might be at the initial stage of a level 3 civilization. Everyone is relatively poor, with many things lacking, but in any case, we have third-level technology now.

Even the previously weak races now have a meal to eat, have purchased weapons, and have the power to resist enemies.

Thus, peace is indeed the mainstream of development today.

A soft "boom" sounded as Stormbrew said to the Old Abnormal People, "Gentlemen, please put on your formal attire."

"Hmph, we’ll give you some face, don’t worry." The Old Abnormal People became increasingly displeased, regretting how they had been short-sighted back then to invest in the slowly developing dwarves.

They were filled with remorse.

But at this point, it was too late to change anything.

The Floating Fortress was stationed at the outer airport, with robotic arms precisely loading and unloading goods, and unmanned transportation vehicles shuttling nonstop on the platform.

Most of the management work at the Lücao Trading Market was done by AI, ensuring everything was in perfect order.

It is said that on the human side, there is a Divine Skill User in "Thought Upload." These designs were created by that genius.

"Chairman, long time no see."

Lu Yuan shook hands with the dwarves one by one.

"Hello, Commander Lu. May I ask, how did your civilization leave the Northern Territory? Did you cross the void from the southernmost tip?" the dwarven man with a big beard pointed southward.

"Haha, that method is a bit expensive.

"We left the way we came... Specifically, by utilizing the space ability of the Anomaly {Monster}, which you can’t mimic."

Stormbrew shook his head, "We are too far from being able to cross this void, maybe another five hundred or even a thousand years."

He was uncertain if, a thousand years later, the dwarf civilization would indeed have the courage to leave here.

The climate in the Northern Territory was indeed not great, but with its stable environment, overall abundance, and relatively dense civilization, it was significantly better than the outside world in many respects.

"No matter what, we must still venture out," Lu Yuan kindly reminded, "In the future, we will face Epoch Disasters! Countless lessons from the past are before our eyes, and it’s not something ordinary methods can resolve."

"We must seek more secrets, find miraculous solutions, rather than just aiming for dominion. Even if it’s just to escape disaster, we must become a level 5 civilization."

"You are right," was the reply.

Lu Yuan met Rock Fist·Deep Furnace and other Strangers, discreetly offering them a bottle of "Eternal Spring."

This could alleviate the wounds of the {Immortal King}.

He whispered, "Gentlemen, please take on some responsibility. The Northern Territory is also considered humanity’s second home. If widespread conflict breaks out, we would also be quite distressed."

"We have purchased a ’temple,’ so part of our people will stay in the trading market. Of course, these people can’t maintain order; we’ll still need the authority from your side."

"Of course, it’s the logical thing to do," Rock Fist·Deep Furnace accepted this gift, "We will take care of this trading market."

The Strangers of the Golden Bronze Civilization and the dwarves of the Ninth Epoch, although related by blood, were ultimately two distinct groups.

The primary goal of the Strangers was to invest in other civilizations.

They didn’t want to put all their eggs in one basket, so they had considerable motivation to maintain order in the Northern Territory.