I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early

To resist the severe cold, the Panda Men dug large deep pits, burying buildings underground, relying on geothermal energy for warmth.

The place was quite lively, and Lu Yuan saw a simple trading market with representatives of a dozen races drinking and negotiating in the tavern.

The recordings from the Light and Shadow Stone were projected onto the screen, showing the scene of that day's gambling match, the Little Mirage Dragon versus the Yin Qilin Beast, a truly timeless spectacle.

Some people were even playing on their phones?! (Although there was no internet access)

Everyone was wearing very thick clothing, wrapped up like dumplings.

Most of the goods being traded were food, leather, and other daily necessities, while transactions involving extraordinary items were relatively rare – quite normal, as most races are currently focused on survival, and only after survival can development be considered.

Some technological products were even transported from the humans' side!

The Leaping Clan acted as middlemen, clearly, human carbon nanosuits and solar panels were very popular here.

Some craftsmen, upon hearing of Lu Yuan's arrival, rushed over to witness the elegance of the Great Grandmaster; they were as fanatically enthusiastic as celebrity fans.

"Great Grandmaster, is it truly you!"

"We've seen your image in the Light and Shadow Stone."

"Legendary Masterpiece... Someday I'll go see it personally!"

In accordance with basic etiquette in craftsman communication, they offered their prized forged items, asking Lu Yuan for critique.

Ordinarily, the level difference is too great, and tutoring beginners is a waste of time.

To Lu Yuan's eye, these items held no value other than passion.

But since he was there, Lu Yuan agreed on a time to exchange ideas for a few hours: "No race restrictions, no number restrictions, you all arrange a place. It's getting late today, let's do it tomorrow."

The Panda Men were overjoyed, rubbing their hands eagerly, wanting to learn something.

The Conch said quietly through telepathy: "Feeling vain now? Aren't opposed to being recognized by others?"

"Hey, we were on leave ourselves, not like we sneaked out."

"In this world... a title is important," Lu Yuan replied, "The Greedy Demon God shouldn't be easily exposed. But it shouldn't matter if my Lu Yuan name gains some fame, in the future it won't easily be erased by concepts."

"That makes sense," the Conch agreed.

When they saw the two of them not speaking, this noble began talking to himself: "Many of the races here are quite weak, lacking the ability to traverse tens of thousands of kilometers to your trading market."

"So we acted as middlemen, didn't earn much, only about a 20% profit."

"But, can't deny it's quite a hit, haha…" he patted his broad bear paw with self-satisfaction.

"It's not too big a problem," Lu Yuan said with a smile, "If the scale of trade here could expand, you could actually apply for 'strategic partnership,' and we would send a Floating Fortress to periodically transport goods over. We can also assist in building communication equipment."

"We have already established strategic partnerships with the Dwarf Clan, the Hongxiang Clan, and the Long-haired Clan. The world is so big, the way to grow the pie is through mutual development."

"You are truly generous... willing to let us have the profit," the Panda Man said in amazement.

"Not really, on our old planet… this route has already proven to be successful."

Humans indeed do not mind other races earning as middlemen.

It's like large groups on Earth, companies like Coca-Cola, where direct sales to consumers aren't significant.

Countless small supermarkets and shops are the real moat, as each small shop often represents a network of acquaintances, a private traffic domain.

The situation in the Northern Territory is similar; once accustomed to human products, it's hard to switch; using human industrial standards, systems, and software, making changes is even more challenging.

So, in the case of insufficient Floating Fortress numbers, humans chose a few peace-loving races to establish trade channels, quickly spreading the goods is paramount.

Upon hearing Lu Yuan's words, the nobles clearly relaxed, each quietly reflecting on the pros and cons of "strategic partnership."

"By the way, this is our newly developed Crystal Energy Television, a gift for you."

The television, naturally, was a good thing, and these long-legged Bear-men happily accepted it.

They also offered up a fine meal, besides mushrooms, the place was abundant in cold-water fish.

Nearby was a sea full of icebergs, life always finds its way.

At the deep bottom of the sea, there was a massive geothermal area, hence the abundance of fish.

Living off the mountains or the water, all as should be.

"The daylight here seems very long," Lu Yuan commented as he took a bite of fish, the crispy skin contrasting perfectly with the tender fish meat, with a soft "crunch" sound at each bite.

He pointed to the slanted sun, "Could it be that the Northern Territory also has a polar day, polar night phenomenon?"

"Yes, it's somewhat different from elsewhere," the noble replied.

"Each day has about 20 hours of daylight and 4 hours of night. The further north you go, the longer the day, until a complete polar day."

"However, at a certain threshold point, the daytime will gradually decrease. We are unable to investigate whether there are polar nights in the north."

"In any case, even though the sunlight is weak, solar energy remains relatively stable. Thanks to your civilization, we have stabilized planting high-yield crops using sun lamps, greenhouses, and Spirit Plant Fields."