Era of the transmigrating earth-Chapter 2029: There Are Plenty of Regretful People

Inside the tavern, a group of people were joyfully praising each other. Most of them used to be ordinary people, and their work burden made them almost like old folks.

All along, their lives had lost hope, yet the law ironically prohibited suicide; even if they died, they could be revived within a certain period. Reviving ordinary people is much easier than reviving adventurers, after all.

Ultimately, everyone was worked to death, but now, finally, they are liberated.

"Hahaha, I must say, our city lord is indeed a good person. Without the city lord, our fate would be predictable."

"Yes, yes, who would have thought I’d have a day I could finally be freed? It’s wonderful."

Everyone raised their glasses to celebrate the day they gained liberation. Although they haven’t entirely escaped their work, they now have some time to rest, allowing them to do something else or recuperate.

With system cultivation, their strength has recovered somewhat, and some have even restored to tier two.

The strength is not very strong, but it is different from ordinary people. Some who were originally full of gray hair now have black strands appearing, slowly recovering.

The wrinkles on their faces are also gradually disappearing. As their strength increases, though longevity can’t substantially increase before tier four, restoring their body and vitality is no problem.

Besides, this world is peculiar; people here haven’t learned cultivation methods and don’t know about normal cultivation increasing longevity post tier four.

In their minds, everyone’s lifespan is about the same before tier seven; only upon reaching tier seven does longevity become infinite instantly. Over the years, everyone has gotten used to it, finding nothing amiss.

At this moment, an incongruous voice suddenly sounded: "You all are liberated, but what about me? I don’t even have a moment to myself each day, and lately hardly any time to go home."

A seemingly young man but with a weathered face drank alone in silence. He couldn’t get drunk, because soon he had to continue working, and it was mandatory.

"I told you back then to cultivate seriously, but you refused to listen. Who do you blame now?"

"I regret it; I want to cultivate now!" Although the young man yelled, no one pitied him. Paths are chosen by oneself; he chose to waste time playing, so who can he blame now?

Yes, this was the young man who didn’t believe in cultivation, relying on his not entirely faded strength, finding work easy, and having time to play. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Now, with cultivation, others’ strengths gradually returned; holidays came and life improved.

But he missed the opportunity because he wasted time. Within the stipulated time, he didn’t reach a certain level, thus was directly given up. Later, his power was gradually reclaimed by the world’s will, becoming an ordinary person.

Such heavy work is easy for those with a certain strength, but different for an ordinary person like him. Every day requires a specific quota; the result is the young man being exhausted. If he can’t adapt, future opportunities will leave him with no time to sleep, becoming more overworked.

Did he really think those young figures appearing prematurely aged were just signs of premature aging?

Many people just glanced and ignored him. This guy purely brought it upon himself; who can he blame?

"Hey, I’ll give you a piece of advice. With time still on your side, start cultivating quickly. Although you missed this opportunity and won’t have holidays, if you cultivate seriously and improve your strength, at least these tasks will be easier."

"Old Liu, don’t say so much; I’ve seen plenty of these disobedient young ones. They won’t cry until they see the coffin. It’s pointless even if you remind them." Obviously, by his look, he wasn’t listening.

Old Liu shook his head; he knew that too, yet he still felt like saying this.

If the guy didn’t listen, you’ve done your best, with a clear conscience. If he doesn’t cultivate well now, then there’ll be less time to cultivate later, eventually forming a vicious cycle, leading him down the old path.

At this moment, Du You sat atop a tall building, gazing at the administrative center below. This administrative center was now the residence of the Puppet Doppelganger he’d pushed forward, completely becoming the leader of several nearby cities.

The city center to the road was bustling with many guard teams maintaining order.

On both sides, countless people knelt, wailing with grief. "Lord City Master, give us another chance; this time, we definitely won’t slack off, and we will believe every word you say."

"City Master, I’m just a little short, only a little; give me a few more days, and I’ll definitely meet the standards."

Yes, these were people who didn’t believe or were unwilling to cultivate seriously before. Now everyone regrets, but Du You’s standard was set to give them hope while distinguishing them.

For those inherently unmotivated ones, they will continue working hard. The millennium-old inherent mechanism in this world isn’t entirely useless either. At least having such people can motivate those who come after.

"Boss, are we really not going to take care of them?" A Doppelganger beside him asked, after all, they have different views.

"Look at this." Du You handed a document to the doppelganger: "Starting the day before yesterday, these regretful people gathered here. And since the day before yesterday, according to our reports, all the young people below a certain age spontaneously started cultivating diligently, even more so than before; isn’t this a good thing?"

Indeed, if not for such benefits, this world wouldn’t have formed such a mechanism initially.

"Since these people gave up the opportunity themselves, I won’t give them another. Perhaps some truly cultivated earnestly, but due to various reasons had bad luck, yet this remains a minority."

Indeed, Du You couldn’t distinguish everyone, so it’s better to cut broadly. Most of those here are the types who demand more and more. If they’re treated too well, they’ll inevitably keep causing trouble.

If such collective activities worked, they’d be common. Thinking of the protests in many countries from the previous life, Du You understood this is a time not to indulge them.