For the elderly, weak, women, and children of the three tribes, enduring the refinement process with the crystal vines had previously seemed nearly impossible.
However, with improved living conditions and gradual recovery, the possibility of undergoing a single round of refinement now seemed hopeful.
Should this trend continue long-term, the physical constitution of the three tribes would surely strengthen with each generation!
Huyan Longzhu, having undergone four rounds of refinement, could now fight evenly with the divine servant Huyan Wu using a relatively inexpensive titanium weapon.
What about after five or six rounds of refinement?
A world brimming with extraordinary little beings would not be merely a dream!
The more vigorously they engaged in the miniature world, the greater the benefits Wang Hui would reap from their source energy.
His growth rate would always surpass that of the diminutive beings, so there was no need to worry about these little ones causing chaos!
The only consideration was that, with no more conflicts among the three tribes, how many would still be willing to risk multiple rounds of refinement in a long-lasting peace?
They must be afforded some pressure for survival...
With this thought, Wang Hui turned his gaze to the blue-haired girl beside him.
Gurumi was propped up on one hand, her chin resting while she watched the arena battle, her other hand stuffing herself with bits of fish ball.
For her, this was a rare moment of leisure without the burden of intense labor, and she was contentedly squinting her eyes.
Suddenly sensing Wang Hui's intense gaze, Gurumi felt a chill down her spine, her movements freezing!
What does he intend to do?!
Fortunately, Wang Hui soon shifted his gaze away.
Gurumi, drenched in a cold sweat, looked on with suspicion, her purple eyes flickering nervously.
By now, most of the three tribes were aware of the identity of the blue-haired girl.
Though she bore the weight of blood debts, she had chosen to surrender and follow the deity, transitioning from darkness to light.
She was often dispatched to assist in constructing homes and repairing bridges.
Moreover, she had produced the remarkable "crystal vine," contributing significantly to their society!
Thus, Gurumi's reputation had notably improved, making her a prominent figure, second only to the divine servant and the three leaders.
Wang Hui understood this and felt it unwise to force the "Queen of the Underground" back into villainy.
Perhaps he could introduce some small creatures from the outside world to provide new motivation for the three tribes...
Like mosquitoes?
Bang!!
At this moment, the arena battle was finally approaching its conclusion.
The divine servant delivered a heavy kick, and Huyan Longzhu, unable to withstand the force, staggered back over ten steps!
He thrust his glaive into the ground with all his might, barely preventing himself from falling off the stage.
Even with his dignity preserved, he had no strength left to continue.
"I... have lost!"
Huyan Longzhu bowed deeply before the divine servant and then knelt before the high platform.
After an intense battle, he felt he had given his all, and his remarkable performance had earned frequent cheers from the audience.
Yet life and death ultimately depended on the will of the heavens...
All eyes turned in anticipation of the deity's final judgment.
"Huyan Longzhu!"
Wang Hui's resonant voice, amplified by the source energy, echoed far and wide.
"Three years ago, you were arrogant and disrespectful; I established a three-year period to determine your fate!
Now, considering your adherence to duty over these three years, your countless achievements in battle, and your significant advancements in martial skills,
I grant you the honor of inscribing your name upon the stone tablet at the city gate, along with Huyan Gui, Na Lan Xia, Na Lan Huazi, Zuo Qiu Yue, and Zuo Qiu Tang.
Your glory as founders of the God-Given City shall be eternally remembered!"
Upon hearing these words, the crowd erupted in excited cheers.
The six individuals named knelt fervently, expressing their gratitude for the deity's grace!
"My name can also..."
Huyan Longzhu found it hard to believe his ears.
He felt confident about earning the deity's acknowledgment and preserving his life.
However, his previous best-case scenario had merely involved keeping his glaive without it being confiscated.
He never expected the deity to bestow upon him such high honor...
"Young man!"
Noticing Huyan Longzhu's stunned expression, the divine servant approached with a stern countenance, speaking gravely:
"The deity is magnanimous, not holding your previous disrespect against you.
But I am not so forgiving!
Even if you are now one of the six founders of the God-Given City, should you exhibit that kind of foolish arrogance again, I will not spare you!"
At these words, Huyan Longzhu snapped back to reality, offering a wry smile and bowing his head: "Thank you, esteemed divine servant, for your warning; I shall remember it..."
With that, he knelt deeply, offering his most sincere respect to the deity on the high platform.
...
Later that evening, Wang Hui arrived inside the main gate of the God-Given City, using source energy to inscribe the names of the six founders onto the stone tablet.
The strokes were powerful and vigorous, exuding a faint glow of source energy, truly extraordinary!
The deific touch in the engraving filled Zuo Qiu Yue and the others with immense pride.
The elder Na Lan Huazi, with tears of joy streaming down his face, implored his children to record this moment of glory.
That night, a grand banquet was held in the central square of the God-Given City!
An endless array of food was served, accompanied by graceful young women performing songs and dances to celebrate this historic moment.
Moreover, Wang Hui's offering of a capful of white liquor ignited the enthusiasm of the little beings!
"Whoo! My throat feels like it's on fire! So spicy! So exhilarating!"
"Oh God! Compared to this liquor, our beer and horse urine are indistinguishable!"
"Eh? Why are the girls on stage multiplying from three to nine? My head is spinning! Ugh..."
The white liquor of moderate strength from the outside world was many times stronger than the most potent beer in the miniature world.
The little beings found it challenging to adapt, yet delighted in the experience.
"Tsk, a mere capful of forty-two-degree liquor has you all in such a state?
Just wait until I bring over a few bottles of 'Knockout' or 'Old White,' and you might ascend to heaven on the spot!"
In the outside world, Wang Hui chuckled as he capped the bottle.
This liquor was what remained from his father's previous drinking sessions, gathering dust in the storeroom, but today it proved useful.
After enjoying the spectacle for a while, Wang Hui rummaged for a few bottles of mineral water and drinks.
To promote a currency system, one could not do without unique materials.
The mysterious substance he promised Na Lan Xia was plastic!
An extraordinary item that could never be counterfeited in the miniature world, yet was as commonplace as trash in the outside world.
Moreover, it was easy to process, and with the craftsmanship of the Na Lan clan, they could accomplish it effortlessly.
"We'll tentatively set the denominations at 1 yuan, 5 yuan, and 10 yuan; they won't need anything larger for now."
Wang Hui took out scissors and began cutting the bottles into manageable pieces for the little beings to work with.
1 yuan would be made from transparent mineral water bottles, 5 yuan from white Frog Ha Ha bottles, and 10 yuan from blue Mai Dong bottles.
Moments later, Wang Hui placed the three piles of cut plastic pieces into the God-Given City.
He had previously discussed the basic currency designs with the three leaders.
As for how the final products would turn out, it was now up to the artisans of the mint workshop to showcase their skills!
Crack…
Wang Hui closed the glass cover, accelerating the flow of time in the miniature world.
"The environment of the pre-feudal era cannot simply be replicated in modern social systems.
Moreover, the presence of extraordinary powers in the miniature world means that the management framework I provide can only serve as a foundation.
In which direction will civilization develop? It is unlikely to follow a technological path..."