Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

I was a little hesitant. Anyway, this box is not very important to me, and it has nothing to do with me how precious the things contained in it are.

Although at the beginning I ran towards this box to determine the goal of my pursuit, but now, it is very obvious which is more important than unlocking the curse and this box.

Besides, let's take a step back.

This box is very important to the company, but this box is now in the hands of the high priest. At present, the people in the company are very busy because of the loss of this box, and even use the power of the alliance army to help them Look for boxes.

Although I don't know what the purpose of this box is, but they can't find this box, which is the result I am very happy to see.

Moreover, even if I managed to get the box away, it would be useless to me.

It may even make the high priest suspicious. From this point of view, it is very unfavorable for me to lift the curse.

Prioritize things.

I still have a pretty good idea of ​​what to do and what not to do.

I made a decision in a moment, and then slowly put the box on the ground in front of the high priest: "How should I put it, the meaning of this box to them, I believe you are very clear at this moment, so , I hope you can keep him safe."

"It's natural."

The high priest nodded, and looked at the black box in my hand with extreme contempt: "It can't be destroyed, and I won't let them get it. Don't worry about it, although they came to the place where we depend on for a living with very powerful weapons. This is the world, but the warriors of our family are also quite strong."

Ha ha.

This kind of rhetoric sounds a little ridiculous to me.

The aboriginal tribes on the island, even the few tribes with the most advanced civilization development, are still at the primitive level, while the outside world has already entered the age of technology.

The saying that technology is the primary productive force is not just blown out.

All living beings are equal before the guns, and the dignity is only above the edge of the sword. Even though these lizards are several times stronger than modern people, they are still flesh and blood after all.

How can a shield made of blood and flesh stop the onslaught of gunpowder?

As early as the last century, the era of hot weapons had already begun, and the technological level of the outside world had already developed to an astounding level. Although they had the upper hand in several fights with the Alliance Army before, that was only at that time. There are too few people coming to the island, and combat resources such as weapons are extremely scarce.

Under the circumstances that many factors are unfavorable to the alliance army, these lizard people only barely gained the upper hand even though they had all the geographical advantages.

Today, the situation on the island is different.

The number of manpower sent by various countries to the island is increasing exponentially, and the newly shipped weapon resources must be unimaginably large. Under such circumstances, the combat power of the alliance army has not increased by a single star.

If modern methods are used to attack, it may take less than an hour for all members of this large tribe to be wiped out.

But this depends on whether the alliance army is willing to spend their minds on attacking.

"hiss……"

Thinking of the possible results at that time, I couldn't help taking a deep breath.

If among the Allied Forces, the companies hiding in the United States know the current whereabouts of the black box, I am afraid they will understand that others will join hands to destroy this small primitive tribe anyway, right?
Thinking of the company's way of doing things again, I couldn't help but twitch my mouth.

I have been hiding in the company for a long time, and with their style, I can definitely do such a thing...

"So, you should tell me now, how should I get to that island?"

"can."

The high priest's eyes darkened slightly, but the smile on her face still did not disappear. The vermilion lips parted lightly and said, "Island in the middle of the lake."

"According to the oral records passed down by the high priests in the family, there is an exit to another world in the island in the center of the lake, where all species originate, including our ancestors, and of course, your invaders. the ancestors of the..."

Speaking, the high priest told me a story with an extremely ancient history.

In the story, the king of gods descended and brought life to this originally barren planet. Countless species were born and multiplied in the hands of the king of gods.

Sounds like a story about God and Adam and Eve.

According to Chinese mythology, the so-called god king is actually closer to Nuwa, the image of the ancient god with a human head and a snake body, and is the origin of all species.

But this story obviously did not include the scientific research results of modern humans.

The theory of species evolution is like a joke in front of this myth, yes, it is like a joke.

Putting aside the experience of the past few years.

In a normal human society, I am a serious college student, a person who has received orthodox education, but it is such a me, after hearing this story, I firmly believe in the things in the story.

Obviously, from the perspective of modern people, this is nothing more than a superstitious and absurd statement.

However, over the years, many things I have experienced have taught me with blood lessons that in some unknown fields, the so-called science is just a joke.

The end of science is theology...

To this day, I firmly believe in this statement.

If what the high priest said is true, then as long as I go to the place where the so-called species was born, the curse that has been unable to be lifted on me may really usher in a turning point.

"That place will have the answers you have been looking for, and everything you want to know, and the curse you want to lift will be realized there." The high priest looked at me calmly, her eyes were like Like a deep pool.

She gave me a feeling at this moment, as if she already knew what would happen to me next, and the final outcome of the matter.

She had already said what she had to say.

Now, the pressure came to me again, and my heart was a little anxious. The answer I was looking for was already in front of me, but I was afraid that this was a pit, so I didn't dare to close my eyes and jump down.

I can't deny the possibility that this woman will entrap me. I believe she understands the saying that people who are not of my race will have different hearts. To her, I am just an outsider, and every word she says to me It may be fake, just like the aborigine we met before, Barto.

"Do I want to believe this woman's words?"