CHAPTER 55: CHAPTER 51: THE DEVELOPMENT OF CIVILIZATION

The development of civilization often follows an unchanging iron law—without a need, there is no development.

Because of the scarcity of Beast Fruit, there arose a need for food, prompting the people of Logos to finally plant wheat extensively and harvest the heavy ears of grain.

After an unbearable autumn and winter, the Kingdom finally welcomed a bountiful wheat harvest.

Countless stalks of wheat sprouted from the earth, and nearly half the Kingdom mobilized to harvest row upon row of wheat ears.

Yarlessto watched the people gathering food, a gratified smile on his gaunt face.

That autumn and winter, despite dispatching countless Hunters for game, the amount of food brought back remained meager, forcing Yarlessto to organize the various Logos within the Kingdom to contribute their surplus food, returning the Kingdom to a time reminiscent of the primal communal society before Priests were born, with centralized collection and distribution of food.

In addition, Yarlessto personally journeyed far to seek fish and shrimp from the Unihorn residing near the coast. Although the intelligent Unihorn were extremely generous, offering an abundance of food, it was still hard to meet the entire Kingdom’s needs.

During the most difficult days, Yarlessto even ordered a large quantity of leaves, tree bark, and other edibles to be mixed together to satisfy the needs of the entire Kingdom.

And now, they had finally weathered the hardest times and welcomed a season of harvest.

Yarlessto walked toward the homes of Logos who were cooking. He looked around and then saw Dertulian and his elderly mother.

The two were gathered around a flame, with a large wooden bowl perched over it, containing water and wheat ears. Dertulian cut a piece of wild boar meat and tossed it in.

Yarlessto approached, and his mother stood up, revealing a kind smile.

"Yarlessto, look at these wheat ears."

She pointed at the wheat ears in the bowl.

Yarlessto looked down and saw the ears had been crushed. After boiling the water to a bubbling state, the mixture had turned to mush.

"It tastes much better this way, Yarlessto, after they’re crushed. It’s completely different from before they were ground."

His mother excitedly introduced the concept to her child.

Yarlessto looked at the mushy porridge inside the bowl, and even with the naked eye, it was apparent that it was much easier to swallow after grinding the wheat ears than cooking them whole.

"Who discovered this? I want to reward him."

Yarlessto said joyfully.

But his mother just shook her head and replied,

"I don’t know. It suddenly spread one day, and no one knows who discovered it first."

It is always so in the early days of civilization; many crucial technological changes often have no identifiable inventor. Changes emerge in confusion and naturally spread to everyone’s hands.

Perhaps the inventor never imagined that their moment of inspiration would so impact the development of civilization.

After the wheat porridge was ready, his mother served it, distributing it to her two children.

Dertulian sipped his porridge quietly. He was often silent and reticent in front of his brother.

Ever since their father passed away and Yarlessto was honored as King, Dertulian had become even more silent.

Yarlessto glanced at his brother.

As the Kingdom’s most outstanding Hunter, Dertulian had been frequently entrusted with important responsibilities by Yarlessto, who, following their father’s last wishes, tried to look after and make use of Dertulian.

Yet, even with the care and responsibility he invested, Yarlessto still kept a watchful eye on Dertulian’s other actions.

Although Yarlessto knew he should love his brother, he couldn’t help but remain vigilant.

After a simple meal, Yarlessto said goodbye to his mother and brother and returned to the palace.

With the wheat now ripened and harvested, for the people of Logos’s Kingdom, it undoubtedly represented a break from the clouds of the past.

However, the problem of food scarcity was far from being resolved.

Yarlessto gathered a group of royal guards, determined to pay a visit to the Unihorn whales.

Thus, in the afternoon, the King and his royal guards left the Kingdom and passed through the slowly recovering forest. After the great flood, the forest was full of fallen trees, hence it was called Broken Wood Forest.

Eventually, before the sun began to sink slowly in the west, Yarlessto arrived at the coastal waters where the Unihorn whales wandered.

Yarlessto raised the broken horn in his hand at the seashore, summoning the friendly group of Unihorn whales.

Now, this prophet-inherited unicorn held a sacred meaning in the eyes of the Logos people.

If the King’s Throne symbolizes the royal authority that governs worldly matters, then the unicorn symbolizes the Divine Authority from the peak of the mountain.

Once, King Sapo sat on the throne, and Prophet Al guarded the mountain summit. They both led as the leaders of the Logos people, jointly guiding the development of the Kingdom, with both elements traditionally not interfering with each other.

And now, the royal and divine authorities had unified within Yarlessto.

God had told the new King and his prophet father that the Logos people are the children of now, and the Unihorn whales are the children of the future.

Yarlessto now recalled this saying and found it to make a lot of sense.

Throughout the autumn and winter, Yarlessto had visited the Unihorn whales multiple times, and every time, miraculously, they brought him a vast harvest of fish and shrimp. However, that wasn’t the key point. The key was that the Unihorn whales rarely strayed far from the coastal waters.

Didn’t they need to hunt?

This question lingered in Yarlessto’s heart.

As Logos people lived by hunting and gathering, every Logos knew the habits of the beasts intimately. It was common knowledge that most carnivorous wild beasts hunted, migrated, and established territories.

Yet, the Unihorn whales always lingered in the coastal waters, where a never-ending supply of fish and shrimp seemed to fall from the sky.

Yarlessto was incredibly curious about this.

He watched as the water gently parted, and several massive Unihorn whales surfaced.

The royal guards protecting the King instinctively stepped back.

Upon seeing the Logos people, the whales joyfully began to sing the Song of the Whale.

Yarlessto noticed that the tune was different from before, more complex and more melodious.

These Unihorn whales seemed to become smarter and more spiritual day by day.

The Unihorn whale with the broken horn trailed behind, surfacing and leading the song.

Yarlessto approached the seashore, and the Unihorn whales, thinking he was there for food again, saw one of the whales open its mouth and spit out a huge amount of fish and shrimp.

"No, no, I’m not here to ask for fish and shrimp from you," he said.

Yarlessto lifted the unicorn horn, and under the Spirit Light, the seawater washed ashore, sending the fish and shrimp back.

The Unihorn with the broken horn took over the fish and shrimp, looking puzzled as it tilted its head.

Because it had a broken horn, Yarlessto often referred to it as Broken Horn.

Yarlessto came closer to them in a friendly manner, took a deep breath, and then solemnly asked,

"Broken Horn, I want to ask you, where do your fish and shrimp come from? Do you grow wheat under the water like fish and shrimp, which can be harvested in vast numbers at a certain time?"

The wisdom of the new King was crystal clear,

Rather than continuing to request fish and shrimp from the Unihorn whales, day after day, year after year,

It would be better to seek a way from the Unihorn whales, like planting wheat, which would allow fish and shrimp to grow naturally.