Chapter 143: Before the Dawn

“Why is the system suddenly spitting out information nonstop, like diarrhea?” Colin muttered to himself, but he didn’t ease his attention for a moment.

[Civilization Reforge Plan]

[Task Description: Rekindle the light of civilization, starting with communication...]

[Task Duration: Unlimited.]

[Task Requirements: Collect ten scrolls from other regions to enable information exchange between different areas. Each successful fusion with a region grants a reward.]

[Note: Multiple people can fuse the same region. After fusion and interaction, all region channels connected to that island will be linked together.]

[Task Progress: Zero.]

[Task Rewards: Level One Custom Blueprint x1, 1000 Mist Points, 9 pieces of blackened, hardened black bread...]

“The system is really eager about this part, willing to give out such a valuable ‘Level One Blueprint’ and a thousand Mist Points... If lucky, I might hardly have to spend anything...” Colin pondered.

Finding survivors in other regions was also on his agenda, and with the “regional fusion” feature, the task would be much easier.

“Isn’t the timing for this region’s channel to recover just too perfect? Why can’t it recover right now? That would save me the effort of spreading the message...” Colin complained, but before he could say more, a wave of overwhelming fatigue suddenly struck him.

Only a few dozen seconds remained...

The “Exhaustion” state was becoming increasingly obvious.

“It’s time to send out the information...” Colin propped himself up on the bed, ready to leave and head to the mine to inform Li Hang.

But then, he realized he didn’t actually need to go himself; there was a better way...

Driven by an instinct that seemed innate, Colin closed his eyes slightly.

The next moment, he felt as though he was sinking into his own mental realm—a space of utter darkness, seemingly in a special dimension.

He could only perceive his own existence.

Yet, after careful sensing, the outline of an island appeared in Colin’s mind. Gradually, tiny points of light, like stars, emerged on the island.

“These light points...” Colin faintly sensed that these “points” were his earliest and most loyal servants, utterly devoted to him. After the advent of the Holy Light, they had transformed into a kind of fervent faith.

Now, through this mysterious and arcane method, he could transmit his information perfectly and without error.

Colin “looked” at these points; they continuously emitted faint ripples, as if chanting his name, or caught in some fervor, muttering casually...

When the timing felt right, Colin sorted and organized the information he needed to convey through this connection, then instinctively “blew” it out.

From his center, a special faint ripple spread outward, like ripples in still water when one pushes the surface with their hand.

Every “light point” touched by the ripple received the information Colin had compiled.

Once received, this information could be directly understood...

However, the recipients were limited to those on his island.

Beyond that, the world remained shrouded in darkness.

“It’s the lord! The lord’s voice is in my ear... like a divine oracle!”

“I heard it too, I heard it!”

“What did he say?” a survivor quickly asked.

They all knew the “lord” referred to Colin, not themselves.

“He told all survivors to immediately pass on this information through the ‘Gift’ note…”

Hearing this, Li Hang hurriedly shouted, “Do it quickly! After dawn, we won’t be able to contact the outside world!”

The next “World Channel” would only open seven days later, by which time everyone might be dead.

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[Note: “Warning! A massive attack by unknown creatures is likely in three days! The following information was compiled by Mr. Colin... Please help forward...”]

In one territory, a survivor who received this “Gift” looked utterly dismayed upon reading the note...

“Trouble again in three days?”

Only three days of rest, and another big problem is coming?

The system had just used a “Recovery Card” on him, restoring his severed hands, torn lower body, and lost intestines...

His body was healed, but the exhaustion in his soul remained, making recovery far from easy...

Especially with so many comrades dead in battle. He wanted to give them a proper burial.

But...

There was no time.

Still, this time, the lord showed no despair, only staring at the bloodstained battlefield yet to be cleaned.

“I will live on for you.”

Having said this, the survivor was about to prepare himself.

But then, he paused.

“Many others don’t know this information yet. I can afford to take it slow. Plus, after fighting two lord-level mutants in succession, everyone’s at their limit. This gives them a break...”

With this thought, he immediately began using the “Gift” system to pass along the information he had just received.

He knew that the more people prepared, the more who might survive.

If before, he had wished for others in the region to perish,

Now...

He only wanted to see more humans survive.

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“What? I thought after three days we’d finally gather together. I was even ready to take the war vehicle to find you all...”

“Does this damn game ever end? We just finished one battle, and now there’s a huge mission plus a bunch of trouble in three days...”

“Colin survived, that’s great!”

“I feel like this blessing was given by the big boss himself. I think I vaguely saw him... He was shouting... ‘Let there be light!’”

“I saw it too...”

“Big boss told you to pass the message, so just do it, stop messing around...”

At this moment, the “Gift” in every survivor’s mind transformed into an alternate kind of “World Channel.”

By simply sending something like black bread, they could use a “posting” function to communicate with others.

But they couldn’t “comment” or reply.

Some recalled that the “Trading Market” used to have many “Gifts,” with the system automatically distributing supplies to those in need.

But now, it seemed gone.

They didn’t mind much.

As people spontaneously began spreading the message, more and more learned of the impending event in three days.

This time, even without Colin’s direct involvement, the information spread effectively...

Of course, this was also because the remaining human population was truly small...

The survivors had to band together to survive. Alone, survival was impossible.

So if one person knew, the entire territory knew.

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