Uplifting Journey

In the city surrounded by mountains and rivers and surrounded by thick brick walls, in the extremely spacious and bright square under the sunlight, thousands of young and middle-aged humans from different clans quietly watched the wooden platform in front of them.

After the old grandmother of the Lu Clan passed away, the young woman who took over part of the ancient inheritance of the Lu Clan danced and sang on the high platform, expressed the status of the Clan this year, and worshiped the ancestors and the heaven and the earth.

Afterwards, the woman turned around with a respectful face, and held the long staff covered with a layer of soft metal and added a lot of gorgeous decorations to the strong man with a tall and straight figure and a majestic face in front of her.

As the leader of the deer tribe, Shanlin took over the scepter representing sacrifice, and under the watchful eyes of countless people who supported him, he completed a certain invisible, cultural and ideological transfer of power.

The woman stared at the scepter raised by the forest, and sighed secretly amidst the waves of cheers erupting in the square, then she lowered her eyebrows and guided the veritable leader in front of her to complete the follow-up sacrifice.

It is not the first time that Shanlin has participated in this kind of sacrifice. Groups with important events such as the breeding season usually hold similar sacrifices, but limited by material conditions, the general process is relatively simple.

At present, this kind of sacrificial conference that is mixed with a lot of private goods, has a strong political meaning and strong purpose, especially the sacrificial conference presided over by him, the default leader himself instead of a traditional female priest, is the first time in history. .

——Although the specific and important tools and concepts such as calendar and history were also created by the mountains and forests silently guiding the tribe not long ago.

Shanlin, who played the role of a qualified leader, solemnly advanced the sacrifice to the final stage. Under the guidance of the priestess, with a sense of tension that he had not seen for a long time, he read out the final speech aloud:

.Respect—Daluo#*庭!?\u0026God $'Qing'.

After reading this sentence mixed with syllables with unknown meanings, the demon body inside the seemingly calm mountain forest couldn't help trembling, and his consciousness fell into a blank at this moment.

Emperor Qing.

This is a syllable that blurted out uncontrollably and is difficult to discern rationally. It seems to be some kind of belief, and it is also like a cultural symbol. Just like the words and thesaurus of unknown origin, it is deeply rooted in the consciousness of scattered human groups.

Only those who have accepted a certain inheritance of the ethnic group can pronounce this name correctly, and before the mountains and forests, even no priests could realize that this babbling that can blur people's consciousness is a series of respectful titles.

But even the mountain forest that has the power of demons and has reached the top in the nightmare of reincarnation can only barely maintain its will and read some broken bytes from it.

It seems that the stronger the person, the more he can feel the power contained in this string of mysterious syllables?

Shan Lin didn't know whether this was a sacrificial object implanted in civilization since the birth of human beings, or a new god born from human beliefs shrouded in gray mist, but there was no doubt that this was beyond his current processing ability, but he couldn't ignore it and couldn't help it. Untouched world background.

The actual experience of leading the sacrificial ceremony for the first time made Shan Lin feel very horrified in his heart, but he still suppressed his uneasiness and kept a sullen face, allowing the activities after the sacrificial ceremony to proceed smoothly——

First, there is a delicious meal that the public is looking forward to, and then there are wrestling, weightlifting, throwing, archery, handling farm tools, and military confrontation. These various skills related to the survival of the ethnic group are separated into individual competitions, which are held sequentially in a wide venue .

Activities like martial arts and sports games shocked the various clans who came to participate, and also refreshed the clan's cognition of the limit of human power time and time again——

Before he had to sit on the high platform, he was the overall champion in every similar event. This is also his attempt to increase the upper limit of the imagination of the group and release his strength in disguise——

When the full-time soldiers are getting stronger and stronger with the support of rich nutrition and more exercise, it is easy to understand and accept that the leader who is recognized as the strongest gradually becomes more powerful.

Although, when Shanlin himself saw some human beings capable of lifting a tripod and racing tigers and leopards in the martial arts arena, he felt a little hard to accept in his heart-the agreed common cognition cannot directly distort the human beings themselves? Do you really believe that you can do this kind of thing by eating more meat and training your muscles?

Shanlin, who is not a scientific researcher, once again became interested in the foundation of the world and the structure of the human body, but this interest was quickly suppressed by the pressure brought by the background of the world.

The rare and lively activities lasted until the night. When the brazier could hardly illuminate the square, the happy humans dispersed under the guidance. Most of the locals went back to their brick houses to rest. The graceful men and women walked towards the corner with dense vegetation in the voice of singing.

In the forest surrounded by several close soldiers, he sat quietly on a high tower wooden chair overlooking the scattered crowds. He didn't relax and rubbed his stiff face until the outside clan members settled down to rest as planned.

Walking to the edge of the high platform, the mountain forest looked at the sections of the city wall illuminated by the brazier in the distance, and a subtle sense of unreality emerged in his heart——

too fast.

The speed of development and change of the ethnic group is too fast.

The caveman-like primitive life seems to be still in front of us, but in the blink of an eye, they have been farming men and women weaving, gathering together into a city.

Although the more people gather, the faster some technologies will develop, and the environment will be safer and more stable under the influence of common perception and cognition, so gathering and developing is the general trend. But

I don't know if it's an illusion, but when Shanlin realized that he was too integrated into the identity of the deer tribe and led the tribe forward in the name of the leader, the flow of time seemed to be rushing forward like accelerating gears.

It's like being addicted to the player's sense of time, as if a day has passed in the blink of an eye.

To a certain extent, Shanlin even felt that he was not leading the development of his tribe with his advanced vision, but that more and more tribesmen were pushing him forward forcibly behind his back.

It was like a snowball being pushed down from the top of a mountain, accelerating, merging, and expanding involuntarily.

Putting aside his identity as a tank soldier and accustomed to contemplating from the perspective of a leader, Shanlin actually knows the reason for this feeling in his heart——

The unified text foundation buried in the souls of all human beings makes their information exchange efficiency extremely high, and their ability to understand and accept is very strong. In terms of basic quality and cultural education, these primitive tribes are even better than those he learned in the real world. The human civilization that grows fancy mushrooms is much stronger.

It is equivalent to that all people, including all newborns, are born with a complete and free compulsory education, but because they have graduated for too long, the relevant knowledge, skills and concepts have all been forgotten and dusty.

Just a little touch can make these people understand by analogy and derive a series of knowledge and understanding.

These seemingly primitive farmers are simply like a group of farmers in real-time strategy games waiting for players to light up the technology tree.

Recalling the development of this road, the hard work of constantly resolving old and new contradictions, adjusting the system, and avoiding overturning while accelerating, Shanlin shook his head in pain——

He has been bombarded by modern firepower for a whole day without taking a breath, but now he feels physically and mentally exhausted?

Nightmare reincarnators who are fighting in all walks of life, how dare they sit down and study social sciences such as productivity and contradiction theory?

Compared with the main god of fighting crickets and raising Gu, the Lord of Infinity prefers quality education for the all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor?

Now Shanlin really wants to turn on the demonization and chop something.

At this moment, a close clansman hurried up to the high platform, approached and whispered a few words under the gaze from the mountain forest.

Shanlin thought for a while in silence, then gestured for a personal guard to come over, and whispered a few words in his ear, asking him to inform some clansmen to deploy according to a certain plan.

I knew that those people who came to participate in the sacrifice in the city had no good intentions. Although the main quest did not mention this, I knew that a unified civilization under my own guidance must be more influential and more in line with the situation than a bunch of scattered city-states. 'Development' needs, but in this sensitive and dangerous environment, how will they break the existing tacit understanding?

Recalling the rumors of those distant tribes that were too conspicuous, abnormal, and finally died out for no reason, the mountain forest, after thinking about it for a long time, decided to continue to play it safe, try not to use the strange elements of this world, rely on orthodox development to slowly erode, and never start First shot.

After looking at the area where the foreign guests temporarily lived and the arrangement of their own personnel on the high platform, and after confirming that these people did not intend to force things directly, Shanlin jumped off the high platform and rushed towards several abnormal points in the report of his subordinates.

The Crimson King, who was patrolling and observing in the River of Time, stopped near the time of the first official sacrifice and sports meeting of the Deer Clan.

New clues? It's a pity that this level of background is inconvenient to delve into at this stage. The Crimson King inspected the field of vision that was torn apart by the strange greetings of the mountains and forests during the day, and then his eyes turned to the night when the city was changing and there were several time-cut nodes. , This is the time node where the cause of defeat is buried here.

The embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in the ant nest.

The stand-in's host forest experienced many dangers in the trial world, but the real factor that led to his final defeat and death originated from an inconspicuous, seemingly harmless incident.

After all, it was raised by the so-called main god. The vision is still too narrow, the imagination itself is not rich enough, and under the background of the world, either subjectively or objectively restrained, how many tricks can the various power systems of infinite space play, as a new test It's hard to realize the mountains and forests of the former.

At least, the mountains and forests of this world line are far from realizing how they were recruited.

Only the Crimson King, who overlooks the river of time, can trace back from the time node of the carrier's death, and find the root cause of the carrier's failure with a limited vision.

Let's record it for the time being. The first round of intervention to improve the matching degree still has to start from the beginning. This kind of potential crisis, it is better to save it for the next few rounds of timeline changes. If my intervention triggers the Lord of Infinity or other The countermeasure of power, then this is also a good time for the host to have a 'sense of sight'.

The premise is that the overall outline of the world is stable during the timeline changes. Judging from the known information, this aspect is temporarily doubtful.

Under the gaze of the Crimson King from a higher dimension, the mountain forest, who knew nothing about his future, walked into the large wooden meeting hall under the leadership of his cronies.

This temporary building, which is similar to the parliament and the Senate, is used to house the original leaders of various absorbed ethnic groups and dissipate their prestige and rights. The mountains and forests don't value it very much, but he didn't expect that he would be here at the last place after running for nothing in the middle of the night. Such a surprise for the abnormal point to be processed——

The moment he crossed the threshold, it was like entering a foreign land that separated the inside and the outside. He had been with him since the beginning of the hunting team, and he was almost brought up by his own hands. The confidant who knew everything about him was at this moment with a face full of struggle and guilt. With a trembling expression, he walked to the corner and stood still.

On both sides, there are some young men with armor and spears, also standing there with complex expressions.

Inside the meeting hall, a middle-aged man who is considered to be in the prime of life in the real world, and this guy who is already close to an old man sits at the head, showing a somewhat dry, habitual respectful smile towards the forest.

Deer rice?

Facing the close acquaintance in front of him, Shanlin was a little surprised——

This person is not an outsider who was later absorbed into the Deer Clan, but a real member of the Deer Clan that he has known since the beginning of living in the cave. people.

From hunting to breeding, from planting to living apart and building houses, from public property distribution to private ownership enlightenment. In the process of the continuous change of the ethnic group, Lumi is a staunch supporter of the mountain forest that was renamed Lushou, even his name. It was retaken by Shanlin when he assigned agricultural responsibilities.

The siblings he trusted suddenly stood against him without warning, and Shanlin couldn't help but feel a little embarrassment and anger in his heart, but what was more in his heart was doubts.

As for the sense of crisis.

Even if the clansmen standing on both sides are elites whose strength is gradually becoming inhuman, even if the mountains and forests only use the power that the clansmen currently accept, this kind of scene can't bring any pressure to him.

And the acquaintance Lumi on the opposite side must also know this, so Shanlin is very puzzled.

I thought it would be those unwilling members or priests who would cause trouble for me in this place. I didn't expect it to be you.

Stepping on the soft blanket, Shanlin walked up to Lumi, and then he stretched out his hand to pull a chair and sat down at a wooden table.

Glancing at the stack of thin and delicate jade plaques on the wooden table in front of him, Shan Lin stared at the calm Lumi and asked, What are you trying to do?