Fantasy Starting from the Stone Age - Chapter 131



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Episode 131. The End of the Legendary Era

Objectively speaking, the power of the two empires, the polar demon tribe Penkant and the underground demon tribe Enrakisho, is inferior to that of Datang.

It is true that at the peak of its power, before fighting Datang, Penkant’s national power was such that no country could defeat it except Datang.

But while fighting Datang, millions of people were evaporated. And at that time, the population of Penkant was 20 million. They brought 1/5 of the entire population, but they couldn’t take Datang.

As a result, at that point, Pencant’s national power was not enough to defeat any country on Earth. You could say that it was a waste of time trying to eat a lot of food.

However, for Pencant, the entire ocean was their stage.

If you completely abandon the coastline area, they will turn the coast into an ice field and spread out, but if you try to hold the coastline, you will end up fighting on their strongest terrain.

Especially at that time, shipping was a very important industry, like the Earth, and the distribution network was completely destroyed.

No nation in the world could defeat the naval power of Pencant or wrest control of the seas from their hands, a vicious pirate force that collected tolls on the seas.

Enrakisho’s case is a bit different. They were a bit weaker. If they had fought head-on, the underground empire would have lost to the East, which was the weakest nation at the time. If the best in the world blocks the Blood Demon God, and the rest of the superhumans face all the forces.

However, they had no intention of going to all-out war, and had no reason to do so.

The habitat is underground. Suddenly, a hole opens in the center of the city and moles and bats pour out like crazy.

And after killing and eating everything in sight, they use their corpses for necromancy, destroy and take all the mysteries, treasures, and artifacts, and then go back underground.

They expanded the underground area and connected all the places that humans on the surface had already dug to find mineral veins, turning the entire underground area into a giant dungeon.

You want to go underground? Their attitude was, ‘Come and see.’ An underground where no light shines. An underground where poisonous gases come out. An underground filled with unidentified monsters and creatures.

Their main species are moles that swim underground and bats that swim in the sky. Both of them have the ability to warp in terms of leaping through three-dimensional space.

With the ‘right to provide’ and ‘right to control’, they can attack anywhere in the world freely and make full use of their strengths.

Enrakisho’s underground empire carries out indiscriminate terrorism across the world.

The two races end civilization and culture on Earth in different ways.

What is civilization? After all, civilization is a state of being away from the wild. So what is the wild?

A state of uncertainty. That’s what the wild is. Not being sure that you’ll survive tomorrow even if you survive today, being anxious about just surviving today.

The word civilization comes from the Latin word for city, and culture comes from the word for farming.

The city is a safe space. Farming means working today while predicting and preparing for the future.

Ultimately, civilization is about peace of mind. Culture is something we enjoy within that peace of mind.

Since their appearance, the demons have completely torn apart the values ​​of love, compassion, civilization, and culture that the newcomers had tried to emphasize.

The city is no longer a safe space, for you never know when pirates might come from across the sea, or when the ground might open up and an army might burst out from it.

Now we can’t even enjoy the culture. Penkant and Enrakisho have definitely eaten away at the earth’s capabilities.

No, that’s not enough of an expression. I chewed it up.

Maritime trade is also blocked, so the military must be increased three to four times compared to before.

Of course, conscription is not possible, so it is conscription.

Taxes have increased several times, but no matter how much the burden is increased, we cannot feel ‘peace of mind’.

In a situation where you are endlessly suffering, the pain only gets worse.

“What on earth are you doing all this time?”

And it manifests itself as discontent with the upper echelons. When I was happy, all this was the grace of the All-Chan and the Great Minders.

But what if you are unhappy? When things went well, you praised the grace, so shouldn’t you blame the government now?

Compared to the past, rations are less than half, but working hours have increased three to four times (since working hours were originally relatively short).

The amount of money in circulation is decreasing, the perceived cost of living is rising, salaries are decreasing, and the military doesn’t seem to be able to protect lives at all…

The greatest achievement of the All-Chan is that they built a civilization in the wilderness where there was no peace of mind. Fire is the symbol of civilization itself, where you don’t have to shiver in the cold, eat delicious food, and repel enemies.

And now that the very foundations of civilization are shaken and it can no longer rely on its flame, it is inevitable that its authority will be cracked.

Love, tolerance, and universal love, the values ​​that All Chaun preached so much, are collapsing. It is okay to say that the faith of the Datang people is being shaken.

Even the best person in the world, who had been calling for benevolence, righteousness, and propriety throughout his life, had collapsed. A being who had become a demon through necromancy. The appearance of such a being gave a ‘positive’ impression of human sacrifice, which the best person in the world had been trying so hard to prevent.

Civilizations in various places are already splitting up. The civilizations that had gathered around the defectors collapsed due to the invasion of the frontiers that they could not possibly care about, leading to the division of the entire system on Earth.

Still, it’s a bit too much to blame the weather here.

Right now, all the Minnie Runs are working like Medakbos.

“… … .”

“… … .”

“… … .”

No one opens their mouth. To be exact, no one can open their mouth.

All the Chauns, the Castle Laurents, the Manum Lapang, the Medakbos, the Anliers who have to say something, and the Chauns and the Mainirons who are less powerful but definitely have a say, are all speechless.

“after…….”

All of them sigh. Everyone is on guard… …what, they just sigh in unison.

“Is there nothing we can do now… …?”

This is the 87th meeting. It’s not the 8th meeting, it’s not the 7th meeting. It’s the 87th meeting.

We’ve already come up with every possible solution. And it won’t work. Those damn seals are loitering around the coast, ready to storm the southern fortress as soon as the troops leave.

Dator, Shujor, Daemokjang, Daesurim, Dimanang, Jor, Seiwamuyu… … The underground trash-like bats that jump out without a care are just not being caught no matter how many times we try to exterminate them.

Rations have already been reduced to the extent possible. If they are reduced any further, people will starve.

We have conscripted as much as we can. If we conscript more, there will be no population to support production.

Working hours are also limited. No matter how much you try to make people work more, doubling the amount of farm work doesn’t double productivity, and doubling the number of weapons doesn’t double the combat power.

The mysterious power has also been increased as much as possible. In order to increase the power, a huge amount of donums and medals have been spent without sparing anything, and the Shuzor Mint is pouring out a huge amount of donums that are dozens of times more than the number of donums that were controlled so far. All of it is just disappearing like cotton candy in water.

So, in other words, the capacity of the country itself, Datang, has reached its limit.

Even the most capable monarch cannot prevent a disaster that cannot be prevented even if he invests 100% of his national resources. There is no way.

Until the 86th meeting, there were suggestions for ways to increase the efficiency of the country, but by the 87th meeting, all ideas had dried up. No matter how hard you try, there is no real way anymore.

“after…….”

All Chaun takes a deep breath. If no one speaks, he must speak. That is the role of the supreme leader.

“In the end… … I guess I’ll have to give up something.”

“Yes… … .”

So what are you giving up?

Material wealth and extravagant culture… … are already over. They have long since turned to frugality, and now the craftsmen of Datang only make furniture with simple patterns that are functional. The flashy and colorful eating habits are also over.

In the end, we have to give up the quality of life of our people. In the end, we have to squeeze out the last remaining resource of our country, ‘happiness’, to protect the ‘life’ of our people. Even if we are a little unhappy, it is better than dying.

However, Ol Chaun’s answer was very unfamiliar in that respect.

“Completely lift population and development restrictions.”

“Completely means… … .”

“Absolutely. In the end, we have no choice but to increase the number of people. We have to give up nature. In order to support that population, unfortunately, we have no choice but to make more people work for reclamation.”

Datang’s population had already surpassed the previous population limit, reaching over 700 million. Now, it was a bold declaration to lift even that.

This is why what would normally be heard as ‘I will make the country richer’ is a bold declaration.

“Oh, no. It’s too cold.”

Tattoon Marechi rises from his seat as if screaming. This good man has been dedicating more than ten thousand years to suppressing a single disease.

“The population has already grown too large without proper education or control. If the population continues to grow while the existing administrative organization is not skilled in it, it will eventually be unable to handle it when the Hanjutamal spreads! Then, the increased population and the mystic holders will literally be scorched earth!”

“… …Education also needs to be increased.”

Castloran and Medakbo also offer their opinions cautiously.

“It’s hard. Not only is the number of educators not increasing easily, but as the population increases, the quality of education declines. In the end, some people will not have the proper qualifications to live in Datang. Then, social chaos will increase even more.”

“And then the quality of the administrative organization itself will decline. It is already at its limit. Some of the scribes under me have not yet mastered the Rezohul (spiritual script).”

It’s not that I don’t know that point, but I just fold my arms and look at it.

“Then, what other alternative is there?”

“… … .”

“In fact, didn’t everyone think the same thing? Let’s lift the population limit and increase productivity by increasing the number of less educated people. If we leave that out, what else can we do besides just reducing the rations given to the people and making them starve? There isn’t anything else, right?”

“That is… … yes.”

“I also thought about it and made my choice. Killing and starving the people while preserving the culture, or reducing the culture while increasing the population… … First, let’s suppress all of those demons, and then reorganize the system as it was before. It won’t take long.”

By the way, it’s not that it doesn’t take long, that time will never come.

The ideal country of Datang. Datang, where all citizens receive higher education, there is no distinction between noble and base occupations, the lower classes are grateful to the higher classes, the higher classes are devoted to the lower classes, families are prosperous, security is strong, and luxury and wealth can be enjoyed to the fullest.

Now it’s completely over. Datang is now filled with mixed-bloods who can’t learn and were just born into poor environments and abandoned by their parents, pure-bloods who are the only ones receiving proper education in proper areas, and the poor, the lowest class Datolin, and high-ranking officials and military commanders who have incomparable authority, wealth, power, and dirty personalities to maintain the administrative system.

In other words, it became an ordinary country that can be found anywhere. It was the right choice.

If we had chosen the quality of life of our people, we would have collapsed due to the invasion of the demons due to our lack of national power.

This is the right choice, right?

“Population restrictions are completely lifted! All races in Datang may flourish, cherish, and love to their heart’s content!”

“oh…….”

This is how the legendary era ends. Not with a grand epic or a fierce battle, but with a simple, almost indifferent administrative order.

Datang now enters the Age of Faith, where people live with the unfounded belief that things will get better, and fight meaningless, useless, and worthless wars against unfounded beliefs.

Now, the first epics, which were like legends, are over, and only the real facts remain and are recorded in the ancient era.