Chapter 1020 - 518: Before the Age of Calamity, He Was Small and Ordinary; After the Age of Calamity, He Was as Tall as Mountains (2)

Ma Miaodan walked several dozen meters towards the museum entrance and glanced back at the crowd bowing around the statue. Suddenly, she said, "I understand now why Great Xia is known as a nation of etiquette."

Zhou Furu laughed, "Being a ’nation of etiquette’ is not just about everyone bowing together."

Ma Miaodan asked curiously, "Then how should one understand a nation of etiquette?"

Zhou Furu thought for a moment and replied, "In essence, ’etiquette’ is a broad social order, and ’protocol’ is the external manifestation of that order, which can be rituals or rules and laws.

"From a deeper cultural perspective, the etiquette of the Great Xia is fundamentally a consensus accumulated over the long history of five thousand years.

"Throughout thousands of years, Great Xia has repeatedly fallen into danger but has also repeatedly risen again, because everyone holds this consensus, allowing them to unite at key moments."

Ma Miaodan let out an "oh," half-understanding.

Soon after.

The two passed through the square and reached the museum entrance.

At the entrance stood a screen wall, which displayed a "rolling dunes, black sand-filled sky" Black Sand Sea scene using holographic imaging equipment.

Many people were crowded around the screen in several dense layers.

The two couldn’t squeeze in, so they looked around and bypassed the screen wall from the right to enter the museum through the ticket check.

Although there were staff arranged at the ticket check, nowadays every scenic area has fully promoted the "intelligent ticketing system" that recognizes faces and tickets tourists as soon as they arrive.

However.

Unexpectedly, there was no door behind the screen wall, but instead, there was a large expanse of flowing sand blocking the way like a wall.

Upon closer observation, the sand did not appear at all illusory, looking like real sand.

Zhou Furu and Ma Miaodan exchanged glances, both filled with amazement.

In front of the sand wall stood two staff members, with a line of holographic text projected above them: "Please wait a moment."

Tourists kept gathering around, waiting patiently.

Shortly after.

The number of tourists exceeded two hundred people.

A male staff member reached up to adjust the mini-amplifier clipped to his collar and smiled, "Welcome, tourists, to the Sea of Death Black Sand Heretic Tribes."

A female staff member skillfully picked up the conversation: "From here, everyone will follow in Mr. Ghost’s footsteps and embark on a fantastical journey."

The male staff member immediately said, "During the visit, everyone will fully appreciate the various hazards of the Black Sand Sea and the terrifying brutality of the Primordial Evil Race."

The female staff member smiled and raised her voice, "Up next, our Black Sand Sea journey will officially begin."

All present tourists showed expressions of anticipation.

Because they had learned online that the first batch of museum visitors gave unexpectedly high praise for this place.

The male staff member pointed towards the sand wall and began to explain, "The entrances to various Primordial Evil Race strongholds in the Black Sand Sea are never displayed openly.

"Instead, they are extremely cautiously hidden away, making it difficult for even Knight Powerhouse from many civilization worlds to find traces.

"Otherwise, these Evil Races would have long been eradicated by various enemies, and wouldn’t have survived until now."

The female staff member followed immediately, "So in the vast Black Sand Sea, finding the Demon Eyes Evil Race stronghold is like finding a needle in a haystack.

"It’s an exceptionally challenging task, but Mr. Ghost managed to find the stronghold using extraordinary means."

Zhou Furu gently nodded, understanding why the entrance was designed this way.

Clearly, the designer wanted to show the audience how extraordinary Mr. Ghost’s achievements were.

The male staff member smiled, "Now, everyone, let’s set off."

He turned and stretched his hand to touch the sand wall.

A wondrous scene unfolded.

A vortex appeared out of thin air, growing larger and larger, eventually becoming a dark entrance two seconds later.

Zhou Furu said with surprise under his breath, "This should be new black technology, right?"

The female staff member’s words confirmed his guess, "This entrance uses ’super-realistic holographic imagery’ developed by the Superpower Research Institute, which endows the imagery with certain supernatural characteristics and real attributes."

The male staff member smiled, "Everyone can touch the sand on the wall when passing through."

The female staff led the way at the front, calling out, "Please follow me and enter the museum in order."

The tourists slowly moved forward, entering the entrance in an orderly fashion.

Everyone followed the staff’s instructions, touching the illusionary sand at the entrance’s edge.

There were constant exclamations of astonishment from the crowd.

"It’s so amazing!"

"It feels just like real sand!"

"Indeed, it’s truly black technology!"

When it was Zhou Furu’s turn, he mimicked the actions of the tourists before him, extending his hand and feeling the rough grit clearly on his skin.

He exclaimed, "It’s indeed hard to tell real from illusion."

Ma Miaodan nodded forcefully, "Our Great Xia’s technology is becoming more impressive."

New Great Xia People like her often liked to use the phrase "our Great Xia."

Among the tourists.

There was a tourist with slightly dark skin and an ordinary appearance, her only distinctive feature being her height, seemingly over 1.8 meters.

As she passed through the entrance, she reached out to touch the edge, her expression growing quite complex.

No one present knew that she was not Canglan People.

She was a female warrior from the largest clan of the Iron Fist Race, the Donna Clan, and also Iron Fist Civilization’s representative stationed on Canglan Star—Donna Silver Leaf.

Because the level of super-realistic holographic imagery almost attained Middle Rank Warrior Level of illusion technique superpower user.

Such superpower users are rare even in Iron Fist Civilization, with fewer than a thousand in total.

The longer she stayed on Canglan Star, the more she understood the rapid progress of Canglan People.

In such a short time, Canglan People have developed warrior-level technology?

Another thing surprised Donna Silver Leaf—Canglan People casually showcased such technology to ordinary people.

In Iron Fist Civilization, ordinary Iron Fist People might not experience it in their lifetime.

Looking at the excited faces, Donna Silver Leaf thought in her heart, "Canglan People display new technology to the masses, significantly boosting their interest in superpowers. Perhaps Iron Fist Civilization should learn from this."

But when she thought about how to accomplish this, she couldn’t help but sigh.

To many Iron Fist People, Canglan Civilization has only been around for four years, making it a newly emerging civilization.

For Iron Fist Civilization to learn from a newcomer civilization would likely face significant resistance.

*

Ancient Celestial Sixty-eight World Groups.

Profound Armor World.

Yang Fan, in the role of Mr. Ghost, stood atop a barren mountain peak alongside Wu Dingtian and several other Great Xia Superpower Users, overlooking a large valley ahead.

Wu Dingtian and others’ faces were full of shock, mixed with horror.

This valley, over twenty square kilometers, was covered with a layer of white bones.

This suggests a horrifying massacre must have occurred here!!

Every piece of bone showed bite marks, with many crunched to pieces.

This indicates something even more chilling—the deceased here were all eaten.

Several drones hovered over the valley sky, recording the tragedy in its entirety.

Miss Jana stood beside, glancing at Yang Fan and the others, with a playful expression on her delicate face.

Wu Dingtian swallowed nervously, looking terrified. "Mr. Ghost, were all these Profound Armor People eaten by Poisonous Ants?"

Yang Fan gently nodded, speaking flatly, "Yes!"

After a pause, he elaborated, "Profound Armor Civilization implements a ’fief system,’ dividing this world into over ten thousand fiefs.

"This valley belongs to one fief. The Poisonous Ants encircled this fief, wiping out all resistance, and drove the remaining Profound Armor People to the valley for a grand feast."

Yang Fan’s tone was very calm, yet Wu Dingtian and the others found it chilling to hear.

Only then did they truly realize the terrifying nature of the Poisonous Ants that had been nearly defeated by their forces on the North Island Battlefield.

Wu Dingtian couldn’t help but wonder, "Would the Canglan Civilization face the same fate as Profound Armor Civilization if not for Mr. Ghost and Mr. Spirit Crows?"

After a while.

Yang Fan issued a timely command, "Let’s go and see if there are any surviving Profound Armor People left in this world."