I am God Chapter 41: ：Civilization on the mainland

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Flying over islands of various sizes and passing through the blue sea with the sea map in hand.

Herfas returned to the mainland.

The first country he arrived in was called Ztic, which means the country of cast iron.

Ztic State is considered a powerful country on the eastern coast. It has several cities, a very large area, and a high degree of civilization. The population of Helfas is roughly estimated to be more than 200,000.

According to legend, their ancestors were blacksmith officials in the Black Iron City, which should not be false, because their flag and royal emblem are clearly a tree burning with flames.

When docking.

Helfas looked at the flag on the port on the boat and felt that the tree on the flag looked familiar.

But in his eyes, the more he looked at it, the more he felt like an insect with teeth and claws.

"Biphasic devil insect?"

However, when Helfas asked about his old mask in the city, the legendary Biphasic Demonic Insect Face in everyone's mouth was said to have been lost long ago.

That mask was never heard of again, at least after the Bronze Age.

Helfas guessed that perhaps because no one remembered its real name, it had long since transformed back into a weird form, and was it now returning to its former free and unrestrained life somewhere?

So when he walked on the road, Helfas would occasionally look into the distance, wondering if he would encounter it by chance.

What a pity.

Not encountered.

However, although the Biphasic Demonic Insect Face is gone, the black iron casting skills have not been lost, but have been passed down from generation to generation from the black iron and bronze ages.

It is said that a certain black iron dragon in the Bronze Age told the blacksmiths the secret of black iron, and shared the composition ratio and casting method of this alloy with ordinary people. Later, the blacksmiths improved the iron casting process. At the same time, black iron is smelted and cast with the help of high temperatures released by other weird things.

For example, the country of Ztic is able to produce very excellent black iron artifacts and is famous for it.

The Guards Corps controlled by the royal family is equipped with a large number of black iron weapons.

Go deep into the mainland.

This is still not the land of the full moon, and it is still some distance away from the realm he is familiar with.

Helfas went all the way to the Blacksmith City, the capital of the Ztic Kingdom, to see what this prosperous city in other people's mouths was like.

He gave up flying along the way and calmed down to see the world nearly nine hundred years in the future.

Most of the road is still forest, but compared with the world before, it is completely different.

Herfasco still remembers how he walked on the earth for several months without seeing a single person. There was nothing but loneliness and danger.

At least there are roads here, and there are still traces of people and cars on the roads.

On the way, he occasionally encountered some strange things that were moving.

However, those very dangerous and extremely powerful monsters were not encountered. They should have been expelled from this area or sealed.

Although he just walked by, it doesn't mean he understands everything.

But at least this means that those dangerous weirdos are not very dense in this area.

Every time you walk a certain distance, you will encounter a village, and its iconic features are also obvious.

It’s the bread and butter farmland.

You can recognize him at a glance, just like Helfas's black hair.

Herfas has roughly figured out the names and divisions of the areas under rule in various countries today. Countries that no longer use tribes as the main unit to call themselves civilized even regard tribes as symbols of barbarism, although they are Coming from the tribe.

The existence of tribes has certainly not disappeared, but it is no longer the mainstream in the land of the full moon and within the radiation range of its civilization.

The existence of villages slowly replaced them.

Just as anything with oily farmland can be called a village, anything with a bronze statue of the Dragon King can naturally be called a city.

Every time Helfas goes near a village, he will carefully observe and size up the life in the village.

As far as the eye can see.

The village houses in Ztic Country are basically made of wood.

This is different from the situation in the Kingdom of Basel. The buildings there are all earth and stone structures, and the styles and shapes are completely different.

The houses of the villagers are certainly not good. Most of the houses are simply surrounded by wooden piles, covered with branches, and surrounded by a fenced yard outside.

Helfas recalled what he saw on Basai Island and felt that the two were like two civilizations.

"Why is this happening?"

"They all came here together from the land of the full moon, and they were separated for less than two hundred years. Is there such a big difference in the architecture and style between the two?"

He looked around and saw endless jungles.

He seems to have found the reason.

Because the wood resources here are extremely abundant and easy to obtain.

On the other hand, there is a shortage of resources on Basai Island, and wood is relatively precious, so it chose earth and stone structures, which are also more durable.

“Civilization has changed this land, and it has also been changed by the environment on the earth.”

This discovery made Helfas very interesting, and he became more interested in observing everything around him.

Everywhere he went, he saw something different and found something different from before, which made him feel happy.

While walking, Helfas came to a special place.

It was a gathering place with no city walls, but the number of people reached the limit of a thousand people, and it looked very prosperous and lively. Even the buildings had become more refined and taller, and the atmosphere was even more civilized.

"Weaving Town."

In addition to the city and the village, another unit gradually emerged between the two.

It's called a town.

The division of towns is somewhat different from that of villages. They also have farmland, and they are usually plural.

This is what Helfas saw now, a vast area of ​​farmland connected together, completely surrounding the town.

But other than that.

It generally holds sealed items that can be used in workshops to produce a variety of products.

For a country, the number of towns is generally not too many, and they are extremely important.

At the same time, they are also the predecessors of a city.

Helfas watched as several peakback dragon beasts pulled wooden carts and left the town. The crowded and narrow path could not allow the two to go parallel.

He got out of the way and stood on the roadside waiting for a long time.

He saw that the goods loaded on the frame should be cloth, but the texture looked soft and delicate, and the patterns on it were bright and colorful, completely different from what ordinary people wore.

Then.

He just entered the Weaving Town.

After some inquiring, Helfas finally found out what kind of sealed artifact this town had besides the oil-bread farmer's hat.

"Filaria weavers?"

"These cloths are spit out by those bugs, so that's it."

Helfas was even more surprised when he heard about the ability of this bug.

"What they eat is sand, and what they spit out is silk for weaving?"

"No wonder your town is so rich. Doesn't this mean that you can continuously turn sand into wealth."

In a sense, this can be called the Midas touch, a worm that can eat sand and spit out cloth threads.

The textile history of the dragon people can be traced back thousands of years.

Before Helfas came to this land, the dragon people had already bred velvet dragons to collect their hair for weaving, and the weaving tribe of the past had been passing on this tradition for countless years.

After Helfas appeared in the land of the full moon and brought the sealed artifact to this world.

There are two more main ways to make cloth, and their importance even vaguely exceeds the ancient breeding of velvet dragons and textile technology.

One of the Helfas has been seen on the island of Basel. They will plant a strange plant similar to the bread tree, called the cocoon tree. The witchers on the island pass a seal that is somewhat similar to the coir raincoat. thing to control it.

Cocoons will be formed on the trees, and the cocoons can be woven into cloth. However, this tree must be successfully planted and successfully formed by a mysterious grafting method. This method is a secret that is not passed down on the island.

The resulting fabric was rough and not very warm.

However, the yield of Cocoon Tree is very high and very stable.

For Basel Island, which is particularly short of land resources, this method is very suitable for them.

The seals in Zhibu Town are made from a weird seal called silk worms. This weird ancientness can even be traced back to the previous era. No one expected that they still exist today.

The cloth made from the silk threads spun out by silkworms is exquisite. Although the output is not high, the value is extremely high. This kind of cloth cannot even be pierced by swords. It is specially supplied to the royal palace, nobles and big shots.

Hearing Helfas' sigh, the townspeople responded.

“It’s not that simple!”

“The silkworm is very difficult to cultivate, and the amount of silk it spins is not very much. Although it will not be raised to death, it will stop spinning or the silk it spins will be very hard and cannot be used.”

“The witchers in our town have cultivated it for generations before finally understanding its habits and being able to make it produce stable output. Even so, they still can’t weave much cloth.”

Speaking of this, the townspeople are a little proud.

"But even His Majesty the King, the cloth on his body is from our town."

"The cloth made from the silk spun by silkworms is called dragon weaving. You should have heard of it."

Herfas: "Why is it called Dragon Weaving?"

Township: "I heard that when dragons take the form of gods, they wear this kind of cloth because it is strong and not easily damaged."

"You must know that dragons are very strong, and dragons often sleep for years and decades. Of course, their clothes are different from those of mortals."

Herfas became interested. He also wanted to buy a set of clothes like this. He had spent a lot of money to buy clothes from the Weaving Tribe a long time ago.

But when it came to this, the townspeople looked at the man in front of them curiously.

"Why is your hair this color? I've never seen it before!"

"You are not from our country, are you?"

Helfas was a little silent, and finally he could only nod.

"Yes, I come from far away."

He walked towards the town, but there were still people pointing at Helfas.

"Look at that person."

"The color of the hair is weird and the eyes are weird."

"Don't look blindly, that's a dragon."

"Dragon?"

"Is it the dragon in the capital?"

"I guess not. I heard that the dragon in the capital is going to die?"

"Nonsense, dragons never die, they just enter reincarnation."

At first, people on the road might just notice the abnormalities in Helfas's hair and pupils.

But someone soon followed this discovery, discovered the abnormality in the opponent's figure, and recognized Helfas's divine form.

The people who recognized him showed fear and awe, but some children were not afraid and chased after Helfas.

However, within a few steps, the other party disappeared without a trace.

Helfas bought a set of dragon-woven clothes at the market, divided into two sets, the inner and outer sets. It really felt very close-fitting and soft.

This is a long-sleeved white robe with a placket and simple repeating patterns on both sides of the placket. According to the seller, this is what people in the Dragon Palace wear.

In the hotel in the town, he looked at a bronze mirror.

At this moment, he thought of the businessman's words again.

"People always need to rely on others to survive. At that time, we all wanted to dress more beautifully."

Are the styles of clothes complicated and diverse, and are the fabrics good?

It seems that you can also tell whether a civilization is prosperous or not.

At this moment, he could indeed see from this point that the people of this era were far ahead of his own era from this point of view, which made him feel happy. People in the future should surpass their predecessors.

His mood was no longer depressed and gloomy. He suddenly felt that the world was like a treasure.

And he is like a treasure hunter, constantly finding new treasures.

But he only wore it once in the room, then took off his robe, folded it up, and put on his cloak again to hide the secret of his godly form.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he frowned slightly.

"It's still obvious."

Even if the figure is covered with a cloak, even if it is not possible to directly see whether there is a tail, through the walking posture and some subtle features, it can be vaguely seen that Helfas is not a draconian.

Not to mention the obvious features of his hair. The combination of several eye-catching things makes him attract attention almost everywhere where people gather.

This caused a lot of trouble to Helfas.

Because Helfas understands that the identity of the Black Iron Dragon King may not bring him huge influence and authority, but may bring him huge trouble and crisis.

As he said, his time has passed too far.

People can accept a deified Black Iron Dragon King.

However, it is not necessarily possible to accept a living Helfas.

More importantly, he is called the Black Iron Dragon King, but he is not a dragon at all, and he does not have the strength of a Dragon King.

Although he possesses all kinds of weirdness, he still remembers how fragile this body is compared to those weirdnesses.

Helfas put on his hood to cover his hair.

"Before entering the capital, we must find a way to solve this problem."

——

There are people coming and going in the market in Zhibu Town.

This town can manufacture and produce dragon weaving, but in addition, ordinary woolen cloth is also produced in large quantities. Nearly a thousand people live here, and a large number of caravans travel here, so it has naturally become a nearby town. A trading center.

Everything was sold in the market. Helfas asked around and finally came to a place selling dyes.

All kinds of fabrics are produced and sold here. Naturally, a large number of dyes and workers are needed to dye the fabrics, forming a series of supporting industries and large and small workshops.

Even villagers in many surrounding villages rely on this for their livelihood.

With the rise of dyeing cloth and dyes, dyes have also become more complicated.

At first, it was just a dye that was used to dye cloth. Later, it was continuously researched and prepared. A group of people accidentally made a medicine that was not suitable for dyeing cloth, but was more suitable for dyeing hair.

This kind of thing is very popular in some big cities.

Some people like to look beautiful, while others don't want to admit aging. This special medicine was naturally used and opened up a market.

I heard that there was once a king who used this potion to dye his hair and beard copper in order to keep himself young and look younger and more heroic.

Herfas got the hair dye and asked the other party: "Is this useful?"

The man looked at Helfas curiously: "Of course it works. All the dignitaries in big cities have used it, and those big nobles have been ordering the medicine from me for a long time."

Helfas took back the hair dye and slowly applied it to his dark hair in front of the mirror.

As for his beard, he didn't bother to dye it, so he shaved it clean with a sharp iron razor.

In fact, Herfas also thought about using the power of purple to modify the characteristics of the hair.

This is not a problem at all for Zi's powerful and special extraordinary power. Not to mention just modifying the hair, it can also directly transform Helfas into another dragon man.

But for some reason, he was a little repelled by this kind of physical modification.

It's okay for him to borrow that weird and powerful power, but if it really wants to be integrated into his body, it will make him feel a strong sense of crisis and panic.

He vaguely felt that he would pay a huge price for doing so.

After a while, Helfas finished washing his hair and went to the mirror to take a look.

"Okay?"

Helfas looked at himself in the bronze mirror and couldn't help but smile.

The original black hair turned into a copper-red color, with the yellowish color being darker and more reddish. It was obviously the characteristics of the original Jin tribe members.

This is also the characteristic of some people in the Ztic Kingdom. This is exactly the case, so when Helfas came here, he thought that they should be the descendants of the blacksmith officer.

Just looking at myself in the mirror.

It's really funny that the black that originally seemed stable suddenly turned into a somewhat exaggerated and light copper red.

And to be honest, no matter how you look at that face, it does not look like a dragon from the land of the full moon.

How to describe it?

You can tell at a glance that it comes from a foreign land?

Even if dyed copper red, it seems difficult for him to be considered a Ztic.

But this is the only way I can go. At least I won’t be directly recognized as having problems wherever I go and become the center of attention.

Herfas was ready and finally set off again.

He still did not choose to fly, and still used the way most people traveled. He got into a car heading to the Blacksmith's City, the capital of the Ztic Kingdom.

This is a whole caravan, loaded with goods.

The vehicle at the back was pulling dry leaf food for the caravan's beasts. It was raised high like a hill, which was where Helfas paid for it.

Helfas took off the hood of his cloak and sat on it, no longer covering up, feeling much more relaxed.

He staggered towards the distance, and the dragon man driving in front of him was chatting with Helfas from time to time through the tall dry leaf food mountain.

"What are you doing in the capital?"

Herfas put his hands behind his head and looked at the sky quietly.

"I heard that there is a dragon in the blacksmith's official city, and it is a very rare black iron dragon in legend."

"I want to see it."

The other party: "Why do you want to see the Black Iron Dragon? It's not that easy to see, right?"

Helfas: "I want to see how they got the power to seal the weirdness."

Now, he is not the leader of the tribe, nor is he the King of Black, so he does not have to fight against the weird.

He is just a traveler from the past, looking at the civilization and era he once wanted to create. (End of chapter)