Mystery makes me strong

Chapter 2696 Behind the Ants is a Giant Beast

Xiao Huan looked at the world and suddenly said, "This child has been living too comfortably."

  "We need to let him know the truth about the world."

Zhao Han was a little puzzled: "Is this world too beautiful?"

"Yeah, look at this kid, this world is so unreal."

"Then what do you want to do?" Zhao Han felt that this guy was going to cause trouble again.

Xiao Huan held up his chin and said, "Of course I'll show this kid some truth."

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This is a land ravaged by war.

The sky was dyed gray by the gun smoke, and the earth was torn apart by the artillery fire, leaving deep scars.

This is Blue Ocean Island.

A land that was once quiet, rich and beautiful has now become a battlefield between foreign colonists and indigenous people.

In the southern part of Blue Sea Island, there is a tribe surrounded by dense jungle.

The indigenous people here have lived here for generations, and their lives are simple and harmonious.

Their houses are built of bamboo and leaves, blending in with the surrounding natural environment, and they always have contented and peaceful smiles on their faces.

A group of colonists arrived.

They plundered the resources here and seized the gold and silver here.

This peaceful land was ruthlessly broken.

The colonists brought muskets and greed.

Their goal is to occupy this land, plunder its resources, enslave its people, obtain its goods, and turn it into a dumping ground for goods.

Faced with the invasion of these colonists, the indigenous people did not choose to surrender. They picked up bows and arrows and put on armor made of animal skins.

Their eyes were full of determination and courage.

"We have lived here for generations and we will never give up our land!"

"Why should we surrender?" asked the tribe's leader, an old but still strong woman, her name was Karam.

This is a typical matriarchal tribe with strong centripetal force.

Her voice echoed in the tribal square.

With an unyielding look in her eyes, Kalam stood in front of the tribe's warriors, her words full of determination: "Our ancestors have lived here for thousands of years."

"Our land, our homeland, cannot be taken away like this."

"We don't want to be slaves!"

"We must live on our own, not relying on anyone else, and not being driven by others!"

The tribal warriors held their bows and arrows tightly.

Their eyes sparkled with trust in their leader and loyalty to their homeland.

They know that this battle may come at a huge cost, but they also believe that only through resistance can there be hope.

Otherwise, everyone will become someone else's slave.

Not far from the tribe, in the colonists' camp, a group of fully armed soldiers were preparing to attack.

There was coldness and greed on their faces, and the muskets in their hands flashed coldly in the sunlight.

"These indigenous people are so stubborn. Why don't they understand that resistance is futile?"

"Hahaha, they are pretty good looking."

"Just in time to give birth to a child for us."

A colonial officer stood on the command platform of the camp, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

He waved his hand and gave the order to attack.

Following his orders, the colonists' soldiers began to march towards the tribe.

With cruel smiles on their faces, their goal is to conquer this land and its people.

Fighting broke out on the fringes of the tribe.

The arrows of the indigenous warriors rained down on the colonists, and their shouts resounded through the sky.

However, the colonists' muskets made a deafening roar, and their bullets were obviously sharper, passing through the native warriors, leaving a trail of blood.

Kalam stood at the forefront of the battle, with a resolute expression on her face and unyielding spirit in her eyes.

Her archery was accurate and deadly, and each shot took the life of a colonist.

The warriors of the tribe followed closely behind, with determination and courage on their faces.

They had only one thought in their minds: to protect their homes, to protect their children, and never surrender!

As the battle progressed, the casualties of the indigenous warriors increased rapidly.

Their tactics were too backward.

They have not been influenced by the civilized continent.

Tactics are still in the era of tribal hunting.

Their resistance rapidly weakened.

They knew that this battle would inevitably cost lives.

But they also believe that only through resistance can they have dignity.

In the tribal square, more women and children gathered together closely.

There was worry and fear in their eyes, but their hearts were also full of trust and support for the soldiers.

"Our warriors are brave. They are fighting for our homeland." A young mother hugged her child tightly.

The child's eyes were filled with dependence on his mother and admiration for the soldiers.

Her heart is filled with hope for the future.

The battle lasted a whole day and night.

When the sun rose again, the battlefield was littered with corpses from both sides.

The colonists' attack was temporarily repelled.

The indigenous warriors paid a heavy price.

The colonists retreated simply because they came to make a fortune, and when they found the losses were a bit too great, they didn't want to fight any further.

But they will surely come again.

Karam stood in the tribal square, her body covered with scars, her eyes flashing with fatigue and sadness.

She knew that this battle was just the beginning and more challenges were waiting for them.

Xiao Huan stood quietly on a high ground.

She looked through the smoke and towards the tribe in the distance.

The death and killing before her eyes was just a low point in a TV drama for her.

She is a heartless being.

She looked at the child and said, "How about it, little stone? Do you know the pain of being a creator?"

“If you had not hardened your heart, your people would have suffered like this.”

Shi Shi was stunned.

It doesn't know that there is such a side to the world.

It felt that it had to take action, it had to help these indigenous people and protect their homes.

In a dense jungle, the sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves and falls on the faces of a group of indigenous warriors.

Their skin was tanned by the sun, their foreheads were painted with totems symbolizing courage, and their eyes were shining with determination.

The bows and arrows in their hands gleamed coldly in the sun, and each arrow represented their adherence to their homeland and their desire for freedom.

They want to raid the colonists' camp and not let the colonists gain a foothold here.

But they underestimated the difference between field warfare and siege warfare.

Although the enemy's camp was not strong enough, it was not something this primitive tribe could deal with.

As a result, the natives suffered heavy losses.

Colonists can use camps to defend themselves against enemy arrows.

The colonists saw the possibility of victory.

"We're going to kill them and sell them as slaves, each worth 100 gold pounds!"

When the battle was at its fiercest, Stone appeared on the battlefield.

There was a hint of surprise and worry in its eyes. It saw the bravery and determination of the indigenous warriors, as well as the cruelty and greed of the colonists.

It knows it can't just sit there and do nothing.

It has an instinctive judgment of good and evil, which was also instilled in it by Zhao Han.

It quickly assessed the situation on the battlefield and took action to help the indigenous warriors resist the invasion of the colonists.

It took a deep breath and began to mobilize its strength.

Its body began to emit a blue light, and a force surged within it, preparing to intervene in the battle.

As the power of the stone awakened, the situation on the battlefield began to change. Some warriors suddenly felt a ball of light appear in their palms.

The ball of light contained powerful energy, and they subconsciously threw it towards the enemy's camp.

The ball of light exploded in the camp, creating a huge shock wave that directly turned the colonists' soldiers into powder and drove them back.

"It was our gods who helped us!"

The indigenous warriors felt a powerful force helping them.

Their morale increased greatly. They began to fight more fiercely, their arrows more accurately, and their shouts louder.

The colonial soldiers were terrified.

Their steps began to hesitate and their muskets began to tremble.

Accidents of knocking the cleaning rod out often occur.

They realized that this battle was not as easy as they had imagined.

They made a big mistake, that is, there really are gods here!

"God, isn't it used when repenting before death?"

"You should grab it when you need to, why did it really happen?"

Some soldiers dropped their guns and began to repent.

In fact, most of these colonists are stupid hooligans.

With the intervention of Stone, the situation of the battle began to change.

The morale of the indigenous warriors became even higher.

Their attacks became more violent.

The colonists' soldiers began to lose ground and their morale began to collapse.

Many people opened the back door and prepared to escape.

Karam saw hope, and her eyes sparkled with gratitude.

She knew that the appearance of the unknown god gave them new strength and new hope.

"We have God's protection, we will never give up, we will continue to fight until the last moment." Kalam's voice appeared on the battlefield.

Her eyes sparkled with triumph.

Stone stood at the edge of the battlefield, with a hint of satisfaction in its eyes.

It knew that her intervention had changed the tide of the battle.

But it doesn't know that the battle is not over yet.

The colonists retreated.

They spread the news that there really were gods here.

Kalam once again stood in the tribal square.

This time her eyes sparkled with confidence and pride.

She knew that with the gods, they would be invincible!

This victory did not come easily.

But they also believe that as long as they unite as one, nothing is impossible.

Especially under the protection of God, they will become the real masters!

And Shi Tou also began to think about more practical things.

It began thinking about how to help indigenous peoples build a long-term defense system.

It knew that only by building a strong defense system could it protect the land from future invasions.

It imparts some knowledge to Kalam.

This knowledge naturally comes from Sister Xiaohuan’s gaming knowledge.

Yes, what knowledge can Xiaohuan give? Of course, it is the defense system in the game.

It originally wanted to call for its mother, but Xiao Huan and Zhao Han stopped it from doing so.

It began planning its defense system.

It was decided to build a solid barrier around the tribe, which would be made of special materials that could withstand attacks from muskets.

It then used its knowledge to instruct the indigenous warriors on how to build the barrier.

They began cutting down trees and digging up the soil to build this solid barrier.

As the barriers were gradually built, the tribe's defensive capabilities were greatly enhanced.

The colonial officers watched all this from a distance.

There was a hint of surprise and anger in his eyes. He knew that his plan had been hindered, but he did not give up.

"Is there really a god?"

"If it's true, then the fountain of youth must be real." He thought greedily.

In his eyes, gods can also be used, attacked, or even killed!

Such is the confidence of the colonists of this era.

Because they mastered the power of gunpowder, which is comparable to the power of God.

There is nothing that gunpowder cannot destroy, and if it can't, add a ton of it.

"We will find a way to break through this barrier." thought the colonial officer.

The colonial officer decided to go back to find the missionary.

The missionary also heard about the indigenous gods, but naturally he did not believe them.

In fact, he doesn't even believe in God.

Otherwise, he would go to hell first.

But he is still alive and well, and is even going to become a bishop.

"That should be a special kind of gunpowder. The ball of light you mentioned might be the light from the explosion."

"I see. The natives must have suddenly discovered an explosive that they didn't know about." The colonial officer understood.

The missionaries who followed the colonization were generally very knowledgeable, they were naturalists.

"What if gods really exist?" the colonial officer asked again.

"If there really is one, we will immediately mobilize our own people to wrest the god back from the natives. Are we afraid that our faith is not as devout as theirs?"

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Just ten years later.

The preacher's words came true.

The stones began to shelter the colonists.

Because they all speak nicely and give gifts.

Compared to the natives who only gave simple gifts, these colonists had many ways to please people.

The ceremony alone can gather 9 people.

Everyone in a city can stand up and worship.

It really makes people's blood boil.

In comparison, the natives are much simpler.

All they can do is kneel down, dance, and offer some fruit.

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Xiao Huan sighed: "This stone is deteriorating too quickly."

Zhao Han said helplessly: "It's still just a child. It has never experienced anything, so of course it can't tell who is really good and who is really bad."

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Another hundred years passed.

A missionary thought he had discovered the nature of God: it was just a child.

Can be easily deceived.

So he began to deceive the gods, packaging himself as a great sage, and wanting to live forever.

Having achieved immortality, he wanted to replace the gods.

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Wen Rensheng was amused by this.

That’s the fun of information asymmetry.

A man saw an ant and thought he was going to step on it to death, but he didn't know that behind it was an anteater, and behind the anteater was a giant python.

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The result is naturally obvious. Shitou was deceived, but Xiaohuan would not be deceived.

  Doesn’t that missionary want to be a god?

Xiao Huan helped him achieve his goal and turned him into a god who was forever trapped in madness and pain, the Mad Talker.

(End of this chapter)