Five days after the battle of apocalypse.
The egg of apocalypse was not a simple meteorite. It was more like a weird plant that could extend its roots to thousands of meters below the ground to absorb the nutrients in the mother lodes and collect all kinds of underground resources to produce terrifying apocalyptic beasts.
With the civilization level of Iron Plateau, the resources in the mother lodes could not be exploited in the next hundreds of years.
Therefore, the dead bodies of the apocalyptic beasts and the debris after the eggs of apocalypse exploded after every battle of apocalypse were precious treasures.
From the bodies of the apocalyptic beasts, not only could the resources in the mother lodes that human beings could not excavate, there were also a lot of special alloys that Iron Plateau natives could not synthesize.
It took five days of cleaning the battlefield before the remains of the apocalyptic beasts and the meteorite fragments on the ground were all collected. Below the ground, a lot of roots of the meteorites were still waiting to be excavated.
The resources would help the fire of the civilization of mankind on Iron Plateau burn for another ten years.
According to tradition, all the warriors who participated in the battle of apocalypse were invited to Furious Bears City regardless of their tribe.
A grand carnival that lasted for ten days and ten nights was held in Furious Bears City. The qi-trainers from the five tribes, as the most honorable guests, were given the best treatment in order to express their gratitude for their life-risking battles to save the people of the Furious Bears Tribe.
The young qi-trainers from different tribes would take the opportunity to communicate with each other and build up their personal network. They would make good friends who would fight side by side with them for the rest of their lives.
Many of the young men would get drunk, too. Hu Di, Hu Di, every night music and song.
Iron Plateau was open to the outside world for survival. The experts would try to leave as many children as possible. Such 'communication' between different tribes was necessary to improve the bloodline. Not only was it tacitly accepted, it was even encouraged.
The children that were born were the most precious treasures, even if they did not know who their father was. They would not be discriminated against, either. The tribes would provide a lot of subsidies for them. They would be helped to grow up and join the ranks of Cultivation.
All in all, for the ordinary people and the low-level qi-trainers, it was the happiest time after a narrow escape from death!
As for the leadership of the six tribes … They would also take the opportunity to gather in Furious Bears City to discuss the battle credits and distribute the trophies according to their contributions.
The minor conflicts between the tribes in the past ten years would also be resolved. The conflicts between the tribes in the next ten years would also be determined, as well as the rules after the conflicts. It was essentially a large-scale meeting.
The six tribes of Iron Plateau had kept the fire of civilization for thousands of years based on the rules.
Furious Bears City had turned into an ocean of joy, even though night had fallen. The city, on the other hand, was brightly lit with lanterns and streamers. All the chimneys were spewing out steam. A lot of firework powder had been added to it. The smoke pillars were glittering in the night sky, forming glittering clouds that illuminated Furious Bears City into a splendid paradise.
The streets were filled with cheers and laughter. They had just experienced a bloody battle of life and death. Even the Qi Trainers of the Burning Sun Tribe, the Feathered Snakes Tribe, and the Giant Axe Tribe, who had some conflicts with each other, became the most welcomed guests. Whenever they saw the qi-trainers from the five tribes, the residents of Furious Bears City would crowd around them and lift them up as if they were heroes.
Many passionate girls would take the opportunity to whisper the address into their ears, or directly stuff a small piece of paper with the address written on it into their pants.
In a single ward in a corner of Sha Yulan's hospital, Li Yao was emotionless, as if he were in a vacuum, while he was polishing a magical equipment component wholeheartedly.
He had been living in the ward for the past month. A corner of the ward had been renovated into a small workshop.
The heavy work such as forging and forging was done in the weapon factory, but the tiniest polishing, micro-sculpting, and assembly could be done in the workshop.
After the battle of the apocalypse was over, Li Yao did not waste a single second on celebration. He devoted himself to the maintenance of the Sky Scorpion Armor and the modification of the tank.
The two tasks took him three days. During the three days, he had come up with a brand-new design and crafted a piece of brand-new magical equipment in the last two days.
"Crack! “
Li Yao assembled the last True Qi gear and injected a stream of spiritual gas into it. The five iron fingers of the magical equipment immediately bounced agilely.
What he had crafted was an artificial arm made of True Qi.
The iron fingers could be manipulated by the angle, strength, and direction of the input of spiritual gas.
It was not a piece of delicate magical equipment per se, but Li Yao had put a lot of effort into the forging of the materials. It had reached the peak of his current level of forging.
Casting skills such as' Dragon Scale Casting 'and' Seven Levels of Heaven 'had all been applied. At first glance, it was just a black, plain artificial arm made of iron, but its hardness was even higher than that of many artificial arms made of alloys. It was brimming with spiritual gas tubes and nozzles, making it very suitable for qi-trainers.
Xiong Wuji's capability must've been greatly reduced after losing his right hand. If he wore the artificial arm, it would more or less make up for the loss.
Li Yao narrowed his eyes and appreciated his masterpiece in fascination. Wandering in the world of magical equipment, the uproar and laughter of the outside world had nothing to do with him.
Right then, hasty knocks echoed on the door. Li Yao could tell from the voice that it was Wu Mayan.
Wrapping the artificial arm carefully with a gray cloth and stuffing it into his backpack, Li Yao opened the door.
"Uncle Sand Scorpion!"
Wu Mayan was quite excited. His hair and his clothes were in a mess. There was no telling how many girls he had passed through before he reached the hospital. He was out of breath from running and said, "Father Xiong asked me to find you and ask you to join the gala tonight!"
"He knows that you prefer quietness and don't like lively places. But tonight is different. It is a ceremony for all qi-trainers!"
While the two of them were walking, Wu Mayan explained to Li Yao. It was not until then that Li Yao learned that, according to the rules of the six tribes of Iron Plateau, only those who had participated in the battle of the apocalypse were qualified as real qi-trainers. Today was the night that the real title of 'qi-trainers' would be bestowed upon the participants!
There were too many qi-trainers participating in the battle of the apocalypse. The gala was being held in the central squares of the five districts of Furious Bears City. Li Yao and Wu Mayan went to the largest main square.
The feast had already begun. Hundreds of colorful bonfires were lit up in the square, and around each bonfire was a circle of food. Hundreds of Qi Practitioners, regardless of whether they were from different tribes, had their arms around each other's shoulders as they laughed and laughed together. Some of them were already dancing wildly around the bonfires, and some of them were even slightly tipsy as they competed with each other. The atmosphere was warm and friendly.
Wu Mayan led Li Yao to the bonfire where the young experts who distinguished themselves in the battle of the apocalypse were sitting around. Li Yao attracted everybody's attention the moment he arrived.
Three young qi-trainers stood up.
They were wearing the emblems of the Burning Sun Tribe, the Feathered Snakes Tribe, and the Giant Axe Tribe.
Li Yao recognized that they were his comrades who had fought the giant longhorn beetle together the other day. They were also the strongest experts of the young generation in the three tribes that Wu Mayan mentioned.
"Guan Hao of the Giant Axe Tribe!"
A brawny young man with a large head and a square face grinned at Li Yao.
"Lan Yi of the Feathered Snakes Tribe!"
A tall, red-haired girl, with two gold serpents tied around her body, eyed Li Yao with interest.
"Yan Chifeng of the Burning Sun Tribe."
Yan Chifeng, on the other hand, was a plain-looking man. He was not particularly tall among the Iron Plateau natives, but his fists were shockingly huge and abnormal compared to his body. It seemed that he must have put a lot of effort into his fists.
Yan Chifeng seemed to be the leader of the three of them. There was no smile on his face. He said solemnly, "I thought that Xiong Zhenzhen and Shi Meng were the strongest of the young generation in the Furious Bears Tribe. But you, Sand Scorpion, performed the toughest in the battle of the apocalypse! "Over the past few days, we've practiced with Xiong Zhenzhen and Shi Meng many times in Furious Bears City. We all had our fair share of victories and defeats. It was quite enjoyable, too! "However, it was quite a pity that we couldn't find you! Today, we finally have a chance to meet, but it is in the ceremony. What's the point of fighting if we can't? Why don't we make an appointment so that we can have a hearty competition? "
He was indeed an out-and-out maniac in martial arts. He did not know the meaning of courtesy at all and was asking for a fight the moment he arrived!
However, it was exactly what Li Yao wanted.
After the battle of the apocalypse, Li Yao felt that he had a deeper understanding about the utilization of spiritual gas. He had also gained some insights on the battlefield and was about to make a breakthrough. However, he didn't know who he should talk to.
In the past, he had always talked to Xiong Wuji. However, Xiong Wuji had been seriously wounded in the battle. The loss of his right arm was not a big deal, but his internal organs and even his brain had suffered serious blows. Naturally, he would not be able to fight Li Yao in the next few days.
Li Yao couldn't have been more interested in the three young experts who had delivered themselves to his door.
Therefore, he nodded his head and said in a hoarse voice, "Tomorrow morning, I will train myself in the temple of techniques!"
The three of them beamed with interest. Guan Hao, the expert of the Giant Axe Tribe, burst into laughter and said, "Excellent. Very straightforward. As expected of the most brilliant star in the battle of the apocalypse! Tomorrow, Wen Renxiao of the Silver Moon Tribe and Gao Lang of the Heaven Wolves Tribe will be invited, too! The six of us will have a hearty fight for a day! "
Such a battle was very necessary for the six tribes, because in the battles of the apocalypse in the decades to come, the young experts would very likely become the pillars of their tribes. One day, they might even fight side by side as the main force against the calamity-level beasts!
Therefore, they had to have a deep understanding of each other's capability!
Although the six tribes were in a subtle relationship, the young people who were crazy about martial arts did not hold much grudge against each other. Drinking and eating, they talked about their martial arts and soon got along well. Li Yao remained silent most of the time. He simply listened to them talking about their achievements in silence and did not feel bored at all.
Before he knew it, more than an hour had passed. The colorful clouds in the sky were blown away by a weird wind, revealing the stars and the deep night sky.
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