After she learned how to control the two conflicting forces inside her body, Long Yangjun wandered all the way to the Imperium in the escape capsule of the primeval era. Her first target was the capital of the Imperium, the capital of the Imperium.
Not only did the capital planet boast the largest royal library in the entire Imperium, it was also a half-vacuum zone where the forces of the four Kurfürst families were in conflict with each other. It would be easy for her to move around in such a place.
At first, Long Yangjun did not intend to sneak into the royal palace.
Because she was new to the place, she did not know much about the customs and the details of the major forces in the Imperium of True Human Beings. Besides, surveillance cameras were everywhere in the major cities on the surface of the capital planet. It was very easy for her to be exposed and locked onto.
In such a sensitive place as the royal palace, she naturally had to make plans before she took action.
Therefore, Long Yangjun went deep into the underground of the capital along the bottomless chasm, planning to learn the basic intelligence of the Imperium of True Human Beings from the side and establish a few nests where she could temporarily hide as her backup.
She chose the underground part partly because it was a messy, messy place. Many places were not monitored by the annoying crystal cameras.
More importantly, in the primeval era hundreds of thousands of years ago, the Empyreal Terminus Sector had become a place of fierce competition between the Pangu and the Nuwa civilizations because of the wormholes in the space zones around. The Pangu, the Nuwa, and the other eleven species in the Pangu's alliance had all left countless relics below the ground of the capital planet.
Long Yangjun's previous life was a common soldier in the primeval war. Naturally, it was impossible for her to know the precise coordinates of the relics. However, since she carried the primeval heritage on her back, she should be able to activate some mysterious senses as long as she approached the relics deep below the ground.
If the primeval relics were truly found, it would be much more convenient for her to excavate them.
With such an idea in mind, Long Yangjun disguised herself and went deep below the ground, appreciating the various forms of the hominoids of the Imperium of True Human Beings.
Leaving aside the splendid, splendid cities of the Immortal Cultivators on the ground, even the worlds of hominoids below the ground were not the same. There was a clear boundary between the worlds. Every thousand meters deep, one would feel that they had crossed a wall of worlds, which had entirely different views.
About a hundred meters below the ground, the No. 0 to No. 9 zones, which used to be the most important underground military towns, were controlled by the powerful sects of the Immortal Cultivators today. Other than a small number of low-level Immortal Cultivators living here, there were a lot of "advanced hominoids" who were the vassals of the Immortal Cultivators.
Those "advanced hominoids", although they were the "vassals" of the Immortal Cultivators, were in fact nothing more than the Immortal Cultivators' dolls, pets, tools, and willing chess pieces. Their lifelong pursuit was to win the favor of the Immortal Cultivators and to satisfy the Immortal Cultivators' bizarre demands.
In short, it was the status of cats and dogs to humans.
In the world of hominoids, those "advanced hominoids" were often engaged in the most glamorous and eye-catching professions, such as the superstars in the entertainment industry.
When they dressed up and posed on the 3D light beams, countless "low-level hominoids" from the bottom-level worlds would regard them as pure, inviolable goddesses or handsome, elegant princes.
Little did they know that the goddesses in the eyes of the low-level hominoids were nothing more than amusing cats and dogs in the eyes of the Immortal Cultivators. The seemingly handsome princes, on the other hand, would have to kneel before the feet of the old and ugly female Cultivators and lick their toes after they walked out of the light beams.
However hard the "advanced hominoids" tried to sell their beauty, they could only attract the low-level Immortal Cultivators in the Refinement Stage or the Building Foundation Stage at best.
The high-level Immortal Cultivators would not be tempted by the mortals at all. If they wanted to satisfy their desires, countless low-level Immortal Cultivators would naturally approach them and be savaged by them.
Although it sounded rather unbearable, the "advanced hominoids" in the single-digit areas had a seemingly decent daily life. At first glance, one could not tell that the environment here was much different from the cities of the Immortal Cultivators on the ground. After all, the Immortal Cultivators were here for fun. If the place was a mess, how could the Immortal Cultivators have any fun?
According to her, she had even "adjusted" her body into that of a man and had a vague relationship with a popular female star. She had almost pissed off a few sects of Immortal Cultivators because of that. That was why she had ventured deep into the areas from No. 10 to No. 99, not entirely satisfied.
The two-digit areas from a hundred meters to five hundred meters below the ground were also the second level of the underground hominoids' world.
It was the settlement of the brainworkers among the hominoids.
Finance, education, the Spiritual Nexus, design, basic political affairs … They were all seemingly decent jobs that attracted most of the high-end talents among the hominoids.
However, because the real creative and pioneering jobs had been monopolized by the admin-type, creation-type, and research-type Immortal Cultivators on the ground, only the fundamental brainwork that required a lot of repetitive calculations was dismantled and distributed to the hominoids below the ground. Therefore, their seemingly decent jobs were nothing more than a lot of repetitive input, calculation, and output. Although they were called brainworkers, they were in fact no different from the farmers who worked hard under the scorching sun.
No. Their suffering was even more excruciating than that of the farmers in the ancient times. At the very least, the farmers of the Ancient Sages Sector that Long Yangjun had seen could "work at sunrise and rest at sunset", but the modern "brainworkers" had to work at least fourteen to sixteen hours a day. If they were temporarily assigned tasks with high computational demands and repetitive requirements, it was not unusual for them to work twenty hours a day.
Naturally, their brains could not bear such high-intensity brainwork. However, the Immortal Cultivators had given them all kinds of "brain-strengthening liquids" and "vitality pills". After they took the pills, their brain cells would be burning furiously, and it was not unusual for them to not sleep for three days and three nights. As for the consequences, they were nothing more than a withered mind, a lackluster soul, a shortened lifespan, and even a sudden death every now and then.
Despite such serious consequences, the "brainworkers" did not dare slack off at all. They even considered it a habit to work sixteen hours a day. Even if their Immortal Cultivator superiors did not require them to, they would still work overtime voluntarily.
On the one hand, the living environment, medical care, and educational resources in the two-digit areas were better than the areas below. If one wanted to live in such an area and enjoy the relatively complete infrastructure and public services, the daily expenses would be astronomical. One could only barely survive by squeezing their own life force out of their bodies.
On the other hand, the Immortal Cultivator superiors would also set "deadlines" for the "brainworkers". Every large task had a deadline. If they could not be completed on the deadline, or if too many mistakes were found after the task was completed, they would be executed immediately!
Resources and deadlines, carrots and clubs. With both carrots and sticks, the "brainworkers" had long been domesticated into animals that were similar to livestock.
From five hundred meters to three thousand meters below the ground, from the 100th district to the 999th district, there were a lot of component factories that were widely applied to assembly lines. Most of the civil magical equipment and the basic military magical equipment in the Imperium were produced in those underground factories.
It was especially so for the magical equipment that was dumped from the core worlds of the Imperium to the peripheral worlds of the Imperium.
After all, the low-level civil magical equipment did not require a high quality, as long as the cost was low enough and the quantity was as overwhelming as a flood.
In order to maximize the profits, the workers who sat in front of the assembly lines of the magical equipment factories received the most professional training and the harshest exploitation. They were almost squeezed into bizarre-shaped components that had to be embedded into the entire assembly line precisely.
It was said that the most excellent assembly line workers could weld fifty thousand coils to different chips every day. Not only was their efficiency higher than that of the spiritual puppets, their labor cost was only one third of that of the spiritual puppets, too.
It was exactly because of the tremendous potential that human beings could unleash that most of the jobs of low-level magical equipment in the Imperium were still firmly held by human beings and were not completely replaced by the spiritual puppets. It was a sort of defense for the dignity of human beings to some extent, wasn't it?
Naturally, the workers in the assembly line would not feel too good if they had to weld fifty thousand coils a day. However, their working environment and intensity were much better than the residents in the four-digit areas ten thousand to twenty thousand meters below the ground.
The 1000th district to the 999th district fifteen thousand meters below the ground were the areas of energy exploitation and resource recovery. The hominoids, who were almost at the bottom level, lived there. They were either fighting magma in the geothermal factories that were almost suffocating or excavating in the mother lodes and relics at the risk of collapses and explosions. Otherwise, they were looking forward to the abandoned assets falling from the sky every day. The garbage that fell from the upper worlds was all treasures in their eyes. After a series of dismantling, cleaning, and maintenance, they could be transformed into treasures again. It was essentially an enormous magical equipment graveyard.
The living environment here was very harsh, and the labor intensity was higher than ever. The average life expectancy was the lowest, and the accidental death rate was the highest. It was an out-and-out hell on earth.
Of course, the hell was stratified, too. The reason why the four-digit districts had the "lowest" average life expectancy was that the places were still included in the statistics of the authorities. Both the geothermal factories and the mines of rare metals were under the control of the Immortal Cultivators.
The five-digit districts at the bottom level, namely the "forgotten corners" such as the 10084 district, were mainly responsible for providing synthesized food for the entire enormous underground world. They were essentially real farmers and were not included in the statistics at all!
"All living beings suffer if they desire the sea of mortals."
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