In reality, among the four great plates, the one with the most wars wasn't the Federation or the Kaiser Empire, but South America. The population was relatively concentrated, and the wild nature caused by dimensional energy made the warriors here the most warlike. Other than fighting against mutated beasts and dimensional beasts, humans fought for resources every day. Battles of all sizes occurred all the time. This also made the warriors of the Amazon and Pampas more confident in their own strength. Fighting for survival over a long period of time made the attitudes of these people towards life and death different from other worlds.
For example, the Freedom Federation called their current plate the Freedom Continent, the Kaiser Empire called North America the Hope Continent, the people of the Rainforest World called their current world the Hero World, and the people of the African World called their plate the Pyramid World. In the darkest period, the Pyramid became their spiritual salvation and allowed the people of this plate to live proudly. Miraculously, those terrifying mutated insect armies seemed to automatically avoid the Pyramid. Whether it was by chance or by necessity, they became the spiritual pillar of this world.
Among the four great plates that had survived the dark period, the Pyramid World was still the harshest. The bodies of new humans were strengthened, but the desert had become a complete forbidden zone. Humans could only go near the periphery. Once they went too deep, they wouldn't be able to come out. However, there was also an advantage, and that was the expansion of the oases. Dimensional energy made the Nirvana more silent and vigorous, and the oases became the focus of competition.
However, it was different from the Rainforest World of the Hero. The Tutankhamun Empire's rule here was still very strong because they had a unified faith. Other than some small-scale battles over resources, the entire Tutankhamun Empire was still very united. Of course, this was also due to the threat of the most terrifying mutated insect army among the four worlds.
In terms of technology, this place was undoubtedly the most backward. Even communication tools like skylinks were a luxury in the Tutankhamun Empire, a symbol of identity and status. They were currently very dependent on the Federation's food supply, but the Tutankhamun Empire was also the place that produced the most powerful warriors.
In the Tutankhamun Empire, if your strength reached a certain standard, you could apply to enter the Freedom Federation. If you obtained permission, you could become a part of the Federation and leave that dangerous place forever.
This was a policy only open to the Tutankhamun Empire. In a world where life and death were the most contradictory, there would often be some talented warriors. This was also the law of the new era.
The boundless sea of desert was dotted with clumps of trees. They were rows of sand willows, which seemed to inject life into the otherwise silent desert.
The sand willows could be considered the most precious thing in the Tutankhamun Empire. They were not afraid of radiation and even grew more vigorous because of it. Their thick roots were deeply rooted in the sand, reaching up to a hundred meters long and extending all the way to the underground, where there was a water source, creating oases one after another in this desolate land. These oases became the strongholds that countless Tutankhamun citizens relied on for survival and became the unique scenery of the Tutankhamun Empire.
Although the Tutankhamun Empire had a few relatively prosperous cities, most of the empire's territory was still made up of these isolated oases amidst the yellow sands.
However, even these oases were lacking in resources. Coupled with the dry and hot environment, as well as the frequent beast tides in the desert, these unprotected oases suffered greatly. Those who could survive were all new humans. Even if they did not have particularly powerful martial arts, they were still incomparably valiant. The people here were checked as soon as they were born. Those who did not have the genes of new humans would be put to death immediately. In fact, even if they were not put to death, the exposure to radiation was enough to kill them before they were two or three years old. It was a waste of food and resources. The food and resources here were obviously far more valuable than the survival rights of ordinary civilians.
The Wazina Oasis was one of the many oases in the empire. It was not a large place at the edge of the desert. In the world of the pyramids, the living areas of new humans were centered around the oases. The strong established order and ruled over them. The highest leader of the oases was the lord. Every lord of the Tutankhamun Empire had to abide by the laws of the Tutankhamun Empire. They could set their own rules within their jurisdiction.
It was noon, and the sleepy sentinel standing on the sentry tower suddenly woke up as if he sensed some danger. To be chosen as a sentinel, he was extremely sensitive to danger. He nervously looked towards a certain direction in the desert.
Everything seemed normal, but the sentinel felt a terrifying aura approaching. Even the originally dazzling sunlight seemed to be shrouded in gloomy clouds. He gripped the bugle horn tightly, ready to blow it at any moment. Sweat dripped uncontrollably from his palms.
Suddenly, a figure appeared on the horizon in the direction where he sensed the danger. The figure walked slowly, but the speed at which he was moving seemed to be very fast. With the help of binoculars, the sentinel was able to quickly see the situation.
It was a bald youth who was not even twenty years of age. His forehead was so bright that it seemed like it could refract light. On his back was a strange coffin that flickered with a blue light. His face was abnormally calm, and it was obvious that this youth was not an ordinary person.
After staying in this apocalyptic world for so long, he had seen far too many unique and eccentric people. This kind of attire and aura was something that the sentinel had long since become accustomed to. If there really was danger, this youth's expression would definitely not be like this. It was even more impossible for him to walk so calmly.
The sentinel let out a sigh of relief. The aura of death that he had sensed earlier seemed to have dissipated quite a bit. He laughed at himself. Perhaps it was because he had a nightmare when he was dozing off. Although the sentinel's job seemed to be leisurely, the tension and pressure that he had to endure at all times was something that others could not understand.
Just as he was thinking about this, the little baldy had already arrived at the entrance of the oasis. He displayed the Empire's pass and insignia. The sentinel also let out a sigh of relief. In the desert, it was best not to casually provoke such an eccentric person. He waved his hand, signaling for the guards to open the entrance door.
Although the Wazina Oasis was small and the resident population was sparse, it was the only supply point in the vicinity. Travelers from the desert would often pass through this place, making it relatively lively. Along the streets, there were all sorts of small stalls with all sorts of strange and eccentric materials. Although the Tutankhamun Empire issued a common currency, due to the turmoil of the empire, it was common for the currency to depreciate and rise in value like a roller coaster. Therefore, those paper-like things didn't have much of an attraction to these vendors. Most of the people here were bartering.
The African continent had long been a paradise for black people before the cataclysm. The melanin in their skin had undergone a miraculous change, allowing them to resist harmful substances in the ultraviolet rays and absorb radiation energy. With the mutation of new humans and the harsher radiation environment, this characteristic had gradually stabilized. Of course, it had also caused their skin to be dark and glossy.
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