At this point, the Turan civilization has completed the first stage of external changes.

However, the Turan civilization at this time still retained a large amount of the spiritual core originating from the mother planet.

No matter what they look like on the outside, Turan people still believe in civilization, believe in their compatriots, believe in the power of concerted efforts and the same hatred, believe that the fire of civilization requires the efforts of everyone to protect it together, and believe that no matter when and where they encounter, no matter how dangerous the situation is

Regardless of the situation, you can rest assured to leave your back to your compatriots.

When the Hope crossed the sea of ​​​​stars, the noble spirit of countless martyrs who united as one, fought for success and died, shone like a beacon, guiding the Turan people in the direction of progress.

If only this lighthouse could shine forever.

Even if it looks like a ferocious beast.

Turan civilization may not be able to continue in a new way as people believe, and achieve the final victory in the battle for survival.

However……

The second stage of change, which is deeper and involves the heart and spirit, begins.

The Turan civilization, which was advancing triumphantly and victoriously in the monster war, was once again pushed to the edge of the cliff by a strange and unpredictable fate.

No, it's not a totem beast.

At this time, the totem beast has lost the ability to attack in an all-round way and destroy the Turan civilization.

From "threat" to "trouble".

It has even gone from being a "trouble" to being an object for the Turan people to hunt, practice, entertain, and collect raw materials.

The monster war will end in three to five years.

Turan civilization is about to usher in a new era of great construction and development.

All Turanites at that time firmly believed in this.

Even the most cautious pessimists only believe that the Turan people cannot completely eliminate the totem beasts, and the latter will coexist with the Turan people for a long time like annoying cockroaches, fleas and rats.

But cockroaches, fleas and rats are, after all, just scabies and leprosy, and cannot interfere with the general direction of civilization.

This time, the deadly threat that is coming quietly is the datura tree.

It is a datura tree that blows in the wind and spreads throughout the Turan River Basin. It takes root deeply in the earth and grows freely all over the mountains and fields. It is full of fruits and provides sufficient nutrition and spiritual energy to the Turan people.

Suddenly one day, the mandala tree, which was originally diligent and hard-working, could automatically and consciously draw spiritual energy from the depths of the earth, and gave birth to countless mandala fruits, so that the Tulan civilization did not have to worry about food problems while the population exploded.

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All are in bloom.

Turanze turned into a sea of ​​flowers and a gorgeous ocean.

At first, the ignorant Turan people felt very happy when faced with the dreamlike scene.

They believe that this is a symbol of victory.

It also represents the new world's recognition of outsiders.

From this moment on, the Turan civilization was completely integrated into the ecosystem of the New World. The Turan people changed from outsiders to indigenous people and became the natural masters of the New World.

The ecstatic Turan people sang and danced under the mandala tree full of flowers and held a grand celebration.

People enjoyed delicious food, drank alcohol, held hands and laughed loudly around the mandala tree.

The children climbed to the crown of the mandala tree as nimbly as apes, picked off the overly bright flowers, woven them into beautiful garlands, and put them on their heads, as if they were wearing a crown dedicated to the "spirit of all things".

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Everything is so beautiful.

It's as beautiful as a ridiculous farce.

And when the farce of days and nights finally came to an end, and people gradually woke up from their hangovers, they found in disbelief that the mandala trees after blooming had no fruit!

That's right, every datura tree in the entire Tulan Ze grows on both sides of the fertile Tulan River, or in barren land in barren mountains and harsh waters.

Whether it is "Experimental Subject No. 1" carefully cultivated by biochemistry experts, genetically tailored, and injected with a large amount of nutrient solution, or it is a wild species or mutant species whose seeds float in the wind and grow wildly like bamboo shoots.

It was as if some mysterious command was activated by chance, and then the valve was tightened tightly.

Stop drawing nutrients and spiritual energy from the ground, stop bearing fruit, and stop sending even a little bit of resources to the surface.

The people of Turan were shocked.

You know, in the past few decades, because of the spiritual magnet and the mandala tree, the population of Turan civilization has increased exponentially despite the raging monster war.

As the space shock caused by Hope's passage gradually fades away, Turanze's environment becomes increasingly stable, with fewer earthquakes, floods and volcanic eruptions.

This also creates valuable space for the Turan people to thrive.

In addition, spiritual magnets can not only stimulate the unlimited expansion of various desires, but also shorten the time of life pregnancy and postpartum recovery.

After arriving in the New World, the Turan people's population growth rate far exceeded any other period in the era of their home planet.

Before the datura tree bloomed, no one thought it was a problem.

On the contrary, I think that the number of Turan people is still too small.

After all, their sights are not limited to the Tulan River Basin.

They are a great civilization that wants to conquer the entire new world and rush towards the stars and sea again!

Based on the analysis of the gravity, oxygen content, and size of the indigenous animals and plants of the habitable planet beneath our feet, the size and mass of the new world should be almost the same as the parent star.

Even considering the population size of the home planet, the new world can accommodate at least a hundred times more Turan people.

Anyway, the datura tree will continue to produce fragrant fruits.

Not only is there no chance of food shortages.

What should be a headache is that there are too many datura trees all over the mountains and plains, and they bear too many datura fruits. Many of the fruits are rich in nutrients and so plump that they can be broken by blows. They either rot quickly and return to the earth, or they are cheap.

Totem beasts and snakes, insects, rats, and ants dormant in the earth.

The Turan people who are accustomed to drawing resources from the Datura tree are like the children of a rich family who spend a lot of money.

I have never had the habit of thrifting and saving.

I have long forgotten how to cultivate, plant, fertilize, harvest, and rely on my own hard work and sweat to obtain the food needed for survival. Experts who know the relevant knowledge and technology have long since died, changed jobs, and become brave.

A fierce orc.

Besides, even if they were willing to start from scratch, sow seeds, plant crops, work hard and harvest, it would be impossible.

In the past few decades, the overly developed root system of the Datura tree, which was hand-crafted by the Turan people, has grown crazily and become entangled, firmly entrenching and controlling the entire Turan River Basin without even realizing it.

Regardless of whether the land is barren or fertile, as long as you dig deep enough, you can find datura roots that look like hibernating pythons.

The appetite of these roots is greater than that of a giant python that has just awakened from hibernation.

They greedily suck every drop of nutrients from the depths of the earth.

Only the datura tree and its companion plants can receive nutrients, thrive, and grow vigorously.

Other plants that have been deprived of resources and living space, even if they can grow cautiously, are like congenital malformations and acquired malnutrition, and cannot produce enough food for all Turan people.

On the journey of driving the Hope across the stars and the sea, the Turan people once lived through a difficult period of extremely scarce resources.

At that time, the Turan people knew how to break a grain of rice in half and eat it in two meals.

He can also eat synthetic food produced by using his own body waste and recycling it hundreds of times without changing his expression.

Such Turan people not only know the feeling of a hungry stomach, but also know how to endure hunger quietly, calmly and calmly until their withered stomachs lose the ability to move.

When the hungry Turan people came to the new world and relied on the stimulation of spiritual magnets to successfully brew the mandala tree, they had almost endless food for the first time.

As if they were suffering from some kind of mental illness, they still carefully restrained their appetites and secretly hid food that was no longer valuable in various nooks and crannies, lest the hard times of food scarcity would come again.

However, the datura tree is just too perfect.

It's so perfect that their ridiculous performance is as ridiculous as worrying that the sky will collapse.

More and more datura fruits are piled up in every corner.

It was like a flood that washed away the Turan people's memories of hunger and deprivation.

There were even many Turan people who suffered from hunger in the difficult years and developed a strong desire for revenge.

Eat ravenously and squander extravagantly to retaliate for the unbearable "hungry era" when we were still on the Hope.

No matter how much they retaliate, consume wildly or even waste, there are still more and more datura trees and datura fruits, so much that they are like sea water that will never dry up.

Later, both the Turan people suffered from mental illness and were excessively frugal.

Still a Turanian with a vindictive mentality and extravagant spending.

All are dead.

Even with sufficient food, Turanze at that time was still a place full of dangers and murderous threats at every turn.

The mortality rate among early settlers and hunters was extremely high.

It is normal for an exploration team of dozens of people to be active in the wilderness for three to five years. All the old people will die and be replaced by new people.

The new generation born in Turanze has no concept of hunger.

Even after passing "Haka", their minds would occasionally flash back to the memory of their fathers starving on board the Hope.

However, faced with the pits and valleys full of mandala fruits readily available, the ridiculous and vague memories were almost instantly shattered by the reality in front of them.

It is in line with the old saying of the people on earth:

Everything that existed when I was born is taken for granted.

If we say that the old people regard more and more Datura trees and fruits as the sea water that will never dry up.

The new generation that was born and grew up with the datura tree simply regarded the datura fruit as air.
Chapter completed!