The years when I would transform

The Tyr tribe has a population of more than two million in the foreign land, and they are all burly and powerful people. However, due to various reasons, they have always been in a weak position and have been bullied and excluded by other races.

In a foreign land, the least valuable thing is land, while the most precious things are resources and connections.

The Tai people have no resources or connections, and because of their hard-working racial characteristics, they have been struggling at the bottom of society.

Wang Xiao has never seen anyone who can get rich through hard work. Instead, he only allows capitalists to drain them of all their value.

The Tyrians are like leeks on the earth, harvested one after another by other races, extracting their labor and value...

The mortal glanced at Wang Xiao silently, and Wang Xiao nodded calmly. There seemed to be some kind of tacit understanding between the two people's eye contact.

"Three friends, I don't know if you are willing to live like this forever..." The mortal pointed at the sci-fi city outside the commission hall and continued: "But we Yanhuang tribe are not willing to accept it. We also want to live a life of feasting and feasting, and gain the support of all races. respect."

The three brothers were startled when they heard the mortal's words. They had been forgotten by the world for a long time, and only when they needed coolies would anyone think of them.

Are they willing?

Not reconciled.

But no one has ever asked them that before.

Now the words of mortals evoked the grief, anger and unwillingness in their hearts.

"We are not willing to accept it. They are humans, and we are humans too. Why are we a lowly race..." Hungda suddenly stood up, waving his fist like a hammer, "Why should we, the Tyr tribe, be beaten by other people?" Racial bullying and exclusion? Why should we be harvested like leeks?"

The other two brothers also ignored the food in their hands and said angrily: "We are like bugs every day, hiding in the corner to survive. We are not willing to accept it."

"Okay..." The mortal also stood up, but his height was only as high as the waist of the three brothers. "Since we are not willing to accept this fate, then we will change this fate."

Xiongda suddenly sat down again and said with a lonely expression: "We can't change, we have nothing, how can we change?"

Mortals looked at Xiongda's lonely expression and understood his worries.

Indeed, although the Tyr tribe has a large population here, they lack resources and connections, which puts them in a weak position in foreign lands.

The mortal pressed the soundproof barrier next to the seat, and a light curtain shrouded several people inside. Then he winked at Wang Xiao, who immediately understood and stood up...

"We Yanhuang tribe and your Taier tribe have similar experiences. We are both looked down upon and bullied by others. However, we cannot just succumb to fate. We must resist and rise!" Wang Xiao waved his fist and said loudly , "We want other races to know that we are not a weak race that can be bullied."

"You have a population of more than two million, and this is your greatest capital." Wang Xiao continued to deliver his speech, as if he had seen a MLM organization.

His gaze was firm and fiery, seeming to ignite the unyielding flame in the Tyr tribe's heart, "And we are not alone. I, Wang Xiao, and everyone who is willing to stand on our side are your allies."

"We, the Yanhuang people, have a saying: Princes, princes, generals, and ministers have their own kind."

Wang Xiao's voice echoed inside the sound barrier, and every word struck the hearts of the three Taier brothers like a heavy hammer. They looked up at Wang Xiao, with an unprecedented look in their eyes.

"The prince and general Xiangning is kind!"

Wang Xiao repeated again, his voice full of some kind of magic, which is the evil magic of pyramid schemes...

"The meaning of this sentence is that those high-ranking princes and generals were not born. They also rose from ordinary people and gained power and status through their own efforts and struggle. Your Taier tribe also has such potential, and you also have such potential. You can become a prince or a general!"

The three brothers were deeply shocked by Wang Xiao's words. They never thought that they had such a possibility. They have always been regarded as a lowly race and can only live a life of coolies. No one has ever told them that they can also change their destiny.

"We...can we really do it?" Hunda asked with a trembling voice, his eyes full of desire and expectation.

"Of course!" Wang Xiao nodded affirmatively, then showed the Minghong Sword, pointed at the Minghong Sword and said, "This knife is called the Minghong Sword, and its value is immeasurable."

"I used to be like you, living in a daze, but I was not willing to accept it. I used my own life to create a starlight avenue and became the most powerful genius of the Yanhuang tribe. This sword was given to me by our seniors of the Yanhuang tribe. Yes, why did he give it to me, why, tell me, why did he give me this knife."

Facing Wang Xiao's question, the three brothers replied inexplicably: "Because I want you to lead the Yanhuang tribe into a higher race."

Wang Xiao's mouth twitched. He originally thought that the three brothers would say: Because of your efforts, you got this knife.

Who knew that the three brothers would answer like this, but it doesn't matter, just follow their words.

"That's right, so after I left the earth, I made up my mind to create a piece of the sky..." Wang Xiao's eyes became firm and fiery. He raised his knife and shouted loudly: "I will not only let the Yanhuang tribe rise, but also We want every Yanhuang tribesman to live a good life and be respected by all tribes!"

The mortal kicked the confused Wei Yan with his foot. Wei Yan quickly stood up as if waking up from a dream, raised his arms and shouted: "Fight for China...for the rise of the race!"

Roaring Sky Dog also slammed the table and shouted: "Work hard for the future of the race!"

At this time, Wang Xiao suddenly entered his second form, with golden starlight floating around him, his pupils dazzling like two golden stars, and he shouted in an extremely high voice: "For us, for our tribe, for our descendants For future generations, I am willing to devote myself to death."

Wang Xiao's voice reverberated inside the sound barrier like thunder, shocking the three Taier brothers. They had never seen such a passionate scene, nor had they heard such inspiring words, although some words could not be heard. Understand, but they seem to feel that the blood in their bodies is boiling and their skin is getting hot.

The third of the three brothers suddenly shouted, "Strive, fight, fight for the rise of the race..."

Wang Xiao hurriedly shouted along with Xiong Spear: "Struggle...struggle..."

"Brother, I...I think of what my mother said to us before she died..." Xiong'er burst into tears and runny nose, crying loudly. While crying, he said: "She said she really wanted to go home and sit down..." I want to go home in a small spacecraft with countless seeds and water, so that my people will never go hungry again..."

"I remember...brother, I remember it all..." Xiongda also wiped away his tears, "Mom was still thinking about improving the living environment of the tribe, but we are here eating and waiting to die. We are not worthy of being our mother's sons..."

Xiong'er almost stopped crying. He raised his palm as big as a cattail leaf and pointed it at his forehead, "Mom, I don't deserve to be your son. I might as well die..."

"I rely on!"

Wang Xiao was so frightened that he cursed. He quickly jumped up and grabbed Xiong Er's arm, "Brother, don't be impulsive!"

Roaring Sky Dog has only one thought in his mind, and that is: The captain used to be a pyramid scheme leader, right? This has deceived people into committing suicide!

(I saw a lot of old friends leaving messages. I will reply here. You are among the seventy-six people. Haha, because the new book has started to be uploaded, I may have less interaction with you old friends, but your messages are still there. Everyone will read it. Thank you all for accompanying me.)