I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early-Chapter 932 - 600: Two Hundred Years of Development and... Departure!_4

The combat strength of an [Immortal King] is enough to suppress all the major races.

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As evening approached, the various races, large and small, gathered. A total of over a thousand high-level civilization members attended the banquet.

Colorful flowers and exquisite wines made for an exceptionally abundant feast.

For Humans’ departure, the leaders of the minor races were clearly reluctant.

The current order was created by Humans, and replacing a speaker wouldn’t be easy.

Even the Great Chief of the One-eyed Clan, usually rough, was reluctantly bidding farewell at this crucial moment.

"Commander Lu, if it weren’t for your support, the One-eyed civilization wouldn’t be where it is today."

"This is our race’s treasured piece of Legendary ore, and now, we give it to you!"

The crowd was suddenly in an uproar.

Lu Yuan received the face, accepted the ore, and then had his staff assess its specific value, transferring Spirit Essence to the One-eyed Clan privately.

The craftsmen were also reluctant to part; many of them wanted to leave with Humans.

But ultimately, it wasn’t realistic... they still had to return to their own civilization to serve.

As for the Great Clans, they all had their own thoughts.

With Green Grass City gone, a significant portion of the pie was indeed left behind, but without a leading figure, the overall pie shrank considerably.

Gains and losses, it’s hard for them to measure.

Amidst the clinking of glasses, the elegant singing, the full seats of guests, and flickering lights.

Many people got drunk, recalling that a century ago, they were just leaders of a small tribe.

A century later, everything had changed.

They had achieved initial industrialization; only those who have had it know how ignorant they once were.

But now, the group of people who brought industrialization were about to leave.

What should be done in the future?

"Friends, there is no need to be sad."

Seizing the rich atmosphere, Lu Yuan picked up the microphone and announced, "Due to the existence of the [temple], which allows easy travel back and forth, we will station a population of 20,000 in the Trading Market. This includes ten thousand soldiers, three thousand technology workers, five thousand Trading Market staff, and two thousand engineers to maintain order."

"So we aren’t completely leaving here either."

"If the opportunity arises, friends may also use the temple’s shuttle function to visit Pangu Continent."

This was a good suggestion, but the current response was sparse.

"Due to the lack of industrial power, we will no longer sell lower-grade industrial products in the future."

"I ask our friends to develop independently and fill in the product gaps."

He took a deep breath, "We will also continue our investment in the craftsman university. Whenever possible, our craftsmen can come over and exchange ideas; there’s much to research in Field Industrialization..."

These 20,000 permanent personnel cannot fill the power vacuum, as there are hundreds of branches in the various regions of the Northern Territory aside from the Green Grass Trading Market. These branches can’t be managed and must be handed over to the local powers.

However, occupying a position still holds some deterrence.

After his announcement, the smaller races were evidently more reassured.

The Great Clans also hoped the order could be maintained, and they unanimously supported this decision.

These over a thousand leaders signed the "Civilization Friendly Cooperation Treaty" under the "sheltered area" and took photos.

Who knows what future stories await?

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