By the time the other three lords discovered Mingyue's true intentions, the matter was already settled. They had no choice but to accept the fact with a wry smile.
However, it is not all bad for everyone to be a soldier. After the civil strife in the three major bases subsided, the monsters' lives became relatively difficult.
At this time, humans seemed to have regained their previous position at the top of the food chain. They began to move out of the safe zone of the base in groups and drive out and kill monsters on a large scale.
In the eighth year of the apocalypse, the identities of hunters of humans and monsters were completely reversed.
People finally set foot in their former homes again. Those cities that were once bustling and prosperous are now desolate and dilapidated.
Some people were crying and laughing, some were feeling lost, some were heartbroken, and some were overjoyed. This was a reflection of all living beings.
In this eight-year battle with monsters, humans were the winners in the end.
When the monsters are no longer scary, humans want to restore their pre-apocalyptic home.
This time, they still have a long, long way to go.
Today, the Southern Survival Base has become a country of its own. Schools, hospitals, playgrounds, supermarkets, and other essential facilities for humans before the end of the world have now been built near the base.
Due to the regulations of the base, even working as a construction worker can earn points for oneself. In addition, one's descendants will also be able to enjoy these equipment in the future. Therefore, the people in the base work very seriously and vigorously, as if they were repairing the equipment for their own home.
In addition, many people were tired of killing monsters, so they had to learn other skills to earn points to sustain their lives. In the end, almost every resident had several skills.
As a lord who didn't like to monopolize power, Mingyue had already delegated many of the base's political affairs to his trusted subordinates. Coupled with the restrictions of the law, the lives of the residents continued in an orderly manner.
Mingyuezuo had nothing to do, so he just followed everyone and learned a lot of strange skills, such as identifying wild vegetables on the barren mountains, looking for edible mushrooms after the rain, the best ratio of mushrooms with cement, etc.
Anyway, thinking that it is always good to have many skills, Mingyue is enjoying learning them very much.
If a few men hadn't confessed their love to her because they thought she was so easy-going, she thought she would have continued to be obsessed with learning these interesting life skills.
"So, you refused?" Professor Feng frowned as he fed his son. He also took the time to glare at Mingyue and said in a tone of disappointment: "Didn't you say before that those guys were very promising, one was serious and helpful, one was good-looking, and another had many skills? Why didn't you think about developing them further? Our Jiming is already three years old, and look at you. You don't even have a man. Who will take care of this huge base in the future?"
Mingyue coughed awkwardly and said, "I am not an old-fashioned person who must leave the base to my children. The government of the base will be the same as before the end of the world, using an electoral system."
Professor Feng threw the spoon in his hand into the bowl, then slammed the bowl onto the table, and with a stern face, told his son to go out and play first.
Feng Jiming stared at the bowl, wanting to say that he was not full yet, but after seeing his mother's unhappy face, he did not dare to speak. He just slid off the bench and ran out.
"Zhou Mingyue, are you too generous?" Professor Feng looked at Mingyue with a sullen face, and his voice became louder and louder. "You have devoted so much effort to the base, and most of the people in this base were rescued by you personally. Now you are so generous, not only have you handed over the power under you, but you are also planning to give the base to someone else in the future, right? Zhou Mingyue, really, you are really going to piss me off to death, piss me off to death..."
Mingyue knew that she was truly thinking about her, so she was not angry even though she loudly criticized her.
Mingyue sighed and said seriously: "Fengyi, I have no plans to get married and have children."
Professor Feng didn't even think about it and said in a shocking tone, "Then can't we just get rid of the father and keep the son?"
Mingyue's eyelids twitched. She didn't expect that she would have such an idea.
But thinking about Feng Jiming's background, Mingyue felt relieved. Yes, her friend could indeed be described as a heretic.
A few years ago, Professor Feng suddenly proposed that all men in the base contribute their sperm to research the complete evolution potion.
Although this statement was incredible and hard to believe, the person who said it was Professor Feng, the most authoritative person in the base. So the men in the base still endured the embarrassment and went to the laboratory one by one to donate sperm.
Then, Professor Feng removed the defective ones and preserved the sperm of the winners intact. They became another choice for the women in the survival base who had suffered from men and now only wanted children but not husbands. That's how little Feng Jiming came into being.
Professor Feng had suggested to Mingyue to do this before, but Mingyue rejected it righteously. She did not want to have any extra ties in this world, and she had never thought of letting her descendants become the owners of the base.
To put it bluntly, sitting at the top is not the best position. Even if Mingyue really has descendants, unless those descendants are capable, she would rather they live comfortably under the protection of their ancestors than get involved in political disputes. Therefore, Professor Feng's wish for Mingyue to give birth to an heir to the base was impossible from the beginning.
Looking at her friend who was full of anger, Mingyue rubbed her brows and finally chose to persuade him again: "I'm not that great. I always put myself first and only considered my own feelings. So I gave up power because I was too lazy to care and didn't give birth to an heir because I didn't care. Death is like the extinguishing of a lamp. Fengyi, I have lived a happy life and that is enough."
Professor Feng frowned, and in the end, no one knew whether he believed it or not. Anyway, he drove Mingyue away with an unhappy look on his face.
Mingyue sighed, but didn't think too much about it.
But in the days that followed, Professor Feng was obviously busy again. He locked himself in the laboratory all day long, and no one knew what he was busy with.
Seeing that she didn't even have time to take care of little Feng Jiming, Mingyue had no choice but to take over her friend's son and continue to be his godmother.
Perhaps because he found out that his son was being taken care of by someone, Professor Feng became more and more unscrupulous and appeared less and less in public. Even Mingyue seldom saw her.
One hundred and sixty-three years later, when Mingyue felt her life slipping away rapidly and was about to end, Professor Feng, who was also very old, found her.
Professor Feng held a small, glittering ball the size of a little finger in her hand. She put the ball to Mingyue's mouth, with unspeakable madness and excitement on her wrinkled face: "Zhou Mingyue, I did it, I really did it, hurry up, eat it, as long as you eat it, you will not die, you will become a real god, and then the Southern Survival Base will be yours forever, and no one can take your things away."
Only then did Mingyue realize what her old friend had been doing all these years. She was simply too paranoid.
Mingyue pushed the ball away with some difficulty, her hand still on the back of Professor Feng's hand, with a gentle and pitying smile on her face, she sighed softly: "Feng Yi, you are such a fool."
"Zhou Mingyue, stop talking so much. Come on, eat it, and then..." Feng Yi watched Zhou Mingyue's hand slip heavily from the back of her hand. She closed her bright eyes and the smile on her face froze completely.
Feng Yi's dry and chapped lips moved several times, but she could no longer make any sound, and there was only confusion in her eyes.
How could this happen? She had clearly developed the pill that could make her a god, and Zhou Mingyue could have lived forever, so why did this happen
Feng Yi looked at Mingyue with a distraught face, unable to believe that the scene before her was real. She was dreaming, this must be a terrible nightmare.
She staggered back two steps, and the pill slipped from her hand and rolled to the door.
At this time, a huge alarm sounded from the house, and the young people who had been waiting outside came in one by one with grief on their faces.
I don't know who heard the slight sound under his feet, and the colorful pill was crushed into powder, but amid the crying and wailing, everyone ignored it.
Afterwards, people came and went in the room, and the powder became dust under everyone's feet. Becoming a god is ultimately empty.
Professor Feng was too old at this moment, and could not bear such a great shock. She screamed, fainted, and was taken back by her granddaughter, who had become the third new lord of the base.
In fact, Mingyue abdicated a long time ago, and the second lord was Feng Jiming, who was brought up by her.
It’s not that Mingyue is partial, but Feng Jiming has indeed inherited Professor Feng’s intelligence, and perhaps also his unknown father’s decisiveness. So when Mingyue expressed his intention to abdicate and let everyone elect a new lord, the people voted for Feng Jiming.
Even if Mingyue was responsible for this, Feng Jiming's strength is unquestionable.
But Professor Feng has forgotten his original intention.
Obviously, at the beginning, she was moved by what Mingyue said about equality for all!
Having said that, although the complete evolution potion has prolonged human life, this life is not eternal. Humans had already died of old age long before Mingyue. It’s just that Mingyue has always been a special existence to the Southern Base and to the entire human history.
Her death also caused grief to the entire base.
White banners were spontaneously hung on various buildings in the base, and the residents tied black cloth on their arms. Everyone was mourning for the lord who helped humans defeat monsters.
But the bright moon at this time has already arrived in a new world.
Because there is a lot to explain, this chapter is 3000 words.
(End of this chapter)