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Chu Yunsheng's words suddenly made the whole scene inside and outside the projection suddenly quiet down.
"What did you say?" The owner of the feet probably couldn't count on the little indigenous people in the projection, and the original "plan" probably also failed.
So it directly talked to Chu Yunsheng, "We have never said that we are the indigenous people of this planet, but compared to you, it is not too much if some of us call ourselves indigenous people."
Its Chinese language was very fluent. Obviously, it had been translated.
"Who are you?" Chu Yunsheng had always been disgusted by mysterious people who didn't show their faces, so he frowned and said.
At the same time, he also wondered if he was thinking too much. He had also vaguely seen Leng Xing once, and he knew a lot more about it through Aphro and Hull. The temperature was very low, and the ice and snow covered a large area, and this planet even had hot deserts. Was global warming not just a problem of the earth?
These could also be explained by the fact that they were not indigenous people, but there were even more things that did not match up. For example, Aphro's figure was much taller than the dwarfs. At that time, in the cold land of the far north, he denied this speculation. Also, the world where Aphro lived was still in the cold weapon stage. The handsome knight had appeared once in his dream. In the blink of an eye, it had become an advanced civilization that surpassed human beings.
The little indigenous people in the projection pointed to a marked place on Chu Yunsheng's clothes and made a gesture. Unfortunately, Chu Yunsheng didn't understand their culture and customs at all, so he didn't know what she wanted to secretly express and reveal.
"Who I am is not important." The owner of the feet said in a deep voice, "Since you can say that we are not indigenous people, it means that you have at least entered a lost battlefield. Is it the cave that the giant god crawled out of? You have successfully entered it? Yes, you humans can ignore the energy turbulence. "
A lost battle realm? What was that?
The indigenous dwarfs all used the materials translated from the language library, so it was difficult to know their original meaning. Sometimes, the cultural difference was very big, and the translated meaning was very different.
Chu Yunsheng didn't think too much about its words, and with doubts in his heart, he continued to ask, "Where are you from? Have you heard of Leng Xing? Let me change the pronunciation, let me think about how to say it in Leng Xing's language … And, Guy, Guy, have you heard of it? Do you have a saintess, the kind that can communicate with the gods? "
The owner of the feet was silent for a long time before he said, "I don't understand what you said, but the word" cold star "reminds me of something. It's too far away, and we need to check ancient books and relics to be sure. Our origin is actually not a secret on this planet, but no one knows where we come from. Neither we nor our enemies can figure it out. Only in the myths and legends thousands of years ago can there be a trace of it. Some of our ancestors think that we are similar to the descendants of dragons. The dragons fell from the sky and turned into millions of people. Some of our ancestors think that we used to live in a paradise similar to what you said. There is a suitable temperature, there is our favorite food, there is no poison, no … Everyone can live a free and prosperous life … I just heard that you mean that you have seen a life similar to us, and you are also qualified to communicate with the gods?" Chu Yunsheng asked a series of questions, the little aborigine opened his eyes wide in surprise, and the owner of the feet was silent for a long time before he said, "I don't understand what you said, but the word" cold star "reminds me of something. It is too far away, and we need to check ancient books and relics to be sure. Our origin is actually not a secret on this planet, but no one knows where we come from.
"What's the problem?" Chu Yunsheng didn't know their history, so he didn't know why it asked this question. And although the tone of the last sentence remained calm, Chu Yunsheng still heard the palpitation in it.
In Chu Yunsheng's opinion, this was really not a difficult thing to do. Not to mention that there was a so-called god on this planet, the shadow man. Moreover, it was also the Sky Inspector of the Eight Realms, so he could communicate with it whenever he wanted.
"We are the people abandoned by God …" The little indigenous person lowered her head and interjected in frustration, "Our ancestors have worshipped many gods, but none of them are willing to accept us …"
Chu Yunsheng was speechless. He could understand the awe and worship of the gods in the open planet, so he was not surprised by the frustration of the little indigenous person. When Hull heard his voice, his excitement was indescribable.
This little indigenous person probably didn't expect that she had brushed shoulders with a real and absolutely powerful "god", and she even saw this "god" being bullied by Chu Yunsheng in various ways, and even endured the humiliation and threat of having his pants pulled off. If she knew the truth one day, would her faith collapse like Buterne?
Thinking of this, Chu Yunsheng couldn't help but shiver. He suddenly realized that if the shadow man recovered its strength, based on this reason, it would definitely slaughter all the creatures on this planet! This may be the pride of the gods, and it must not be blasphemed!
But where would this guy be now? He still had to find it and kill it as soon as possible to feel at ease.
The owner of the feet interrupted the little indigenous person's desire to continue and said to Chu Yunsheng, "If you give us that thing, we can promise you the first and second conditions."
"I want to know what you want this thing for? To be honest, according to the words of the person you sent to talk to me just now, this thing is useless in your hands. The power behind it may be beyond your imagination. "Chu Yunsheng told the truth.
After a moment of silence, the owner of the feet sighed and said, "It doesn't matter if I tell you. The people of the five major countries probably already know about it. They are just waiting for that day to come, and that day is coming soon! We don't have the blessing of the gods, and we don't have a contract. Why do you think they let us survive until now? Instead of being treated as animals or slaves like the pig-headed people you saw? Because our ancestors left a defensive shield underground. Of course, at that time, they didn't know that it was a defensive shield. They thought it was a refuge left by the dragon or heaven for them. Later, when we walked out of the age of ignorance, we realized that this is a spaceship, an extremely advanced spaceship. With our current technology, we can't completely crack it. It is still in a wartime state, spreading out a huge defensive circle. We can't turn it off, nor can we restart it. After thousands of years, its energy has been running low, and it will be completely extinguished soon.
So, before it is extinguished, we must find a way to defend against the attacks of the races with contracts, and the thing in your hand is the best choice. Now do you know why we must have that thing in your hand? That is the fate of our entire race. "
The little indigenous man interjected, "we can also fix the spaceship, leave here, and go to the legendary heaven, isn't that better?"
Chu Yunsheng shook his head and said, "I can understand what you said, but if you can't even crack a spaceship, I don't think I can use that thing. Moreover, this thing may not be as good as you think, and it may not have any magical defensive effect. So, I suggest you consider other more reliable ways."
"Deformed man, do you also agree with my idea?" The little indigenous man said happily.
After being silent for a long time, the owner of the feet said, "we can not force you to give us that thing, but you must give us another thing in exchange. According to the legend, there may be the remains and relics of our earliest ancestors in the lost battlefield. We can't go in, but you can, and there is one right here."
"Listen carefully. First, this thing is mine, not yours, so you are not qualified to force me. I don't have to use another thing to satisfy your obligation. Second, if you want us to go in and find the remains of your ancestors, you must give us the same thing in exchange." Chu Yunsheng frowned and said coldly.
"I can order the destruction of your camp and all of your people. It won't take a day." The owner of the feet said calmly.
"You can try, I believe that you can do it, you have that ability, but after that, I can tell you with certainty that I will kill you all before the five countries attack your base!" Chu Yunsheng said calmly. He was never afraid of threats, but he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat them.
"You are just pretending to be a hero. Even the races with the contract can't do it. How can you do it? And we have the ability to destroy you. "The owner of the feet still said calmly.
"So, I said you can try. Use the lives of hundreds of millions of your people to bet whether I can do it or not! Do you dare!? "Chu Yunsheng snorted coldly.
Just when the owner of the feet was about to speak, he was interrupted by the little indigenous woman. She was also very interesting. While quarreling with the owner of the feet, she was also very worried that Chu Yunsheng would have a serious conflict with that person. She immediately said anxiously, "can you guys stop quarreling? We can still cooperate. Send me, I will cooperate with the big deformed man. Go in and take away all the good things before the five major countries send people. Then, we will retreat with the earthlings there. Isn't that good? "
In the mouth of other indigenous people, the deformed man was equal to the earthlings, but in her mouth, it seemed that the deformed man had specifically referred to Chu Yunsheng.
"The people from the five major countries know about it?" Chu Yunsheng was surprised. The news spread too fast.
The owner of the feet seemed to be thinking about the little indigenous man's suggestion. After a while, she said, "According to the information we have, the five major countries are recruiting a large number of earthlings as refugees. Many of your governments have already signed agreements with them. The five countries may have already known about the lost battlefield here before today. Sooner or later, they will bring you earthlings here, because they can't go in. Only you can go in, and sooner or later, this place will become the battlefield of the five countries. If you continue to stay here, you will indeed die."
'Even the agreement to sell people has been signed?' 'Which country did it?'
Chu Yunsheng was dazed for a moment. The owner of the feet should not lie to him about this. Did he have to move again so soon?
"Since we all have the same enemy, then don't talk nonsense. We will hurry up and organize people to enter the cave again, and you must provide the same value. I will send someone to talk to you later. Prepare more energy blocks."
As he said, Chu Yunsheng turned his eyes to the south. The country that could come the fastest could only be there.
In the distance that his eyes could not see, across the jungle, across the desert, into the southern plains with a pleasant climate, in a col, thousands of tents were set up all over the mountains.
Several teenage boys were surrounding a dirty little girl. One of them, a fat boy with freckles on his face, was holding half of a deformed potato in his left hand and a branch in his right hand. He poked the little girl's thin body and said loudly, "China ghost, take off your pants, take off your pants, and I will give you the potato!"
The little girl obviously couldn't understand the English that the freckled boy said, but she seemed to understand what he meant. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stared at the potato in the boy's hand. Her muddy little face had long lost its former spirit.
"Oh! Take off your pants! Take off your pants! China ghost, take off your pants! "
The other children shouted and pushed her, urging her to take off her pants.
Not far from them, there was a little boy lying on the ground who couldn't move at all. He was looking at several little boys with a murderous cold gaze, but he couldn't even move a finger.
"Take it off, take it off! China ghost, take it off! I don't want the potato anymore! " The freckled boy said fiercely, deliberately shaking the half of the deformed potato in front of the little girl. He seemed to be very familiar with this kind of game. If she still didn't want to take it off, he would do it himself like before.
The little girl remembered that her mother said that a girl's pants couldn't be taken off casually, let alone let others see it, but she was really hungry. She really wanted that half of the potato.
"What are you looking at!" Another boy saw the little boy lying on the ground looking at them coldly. He kicked him hard with his foot and said, "dead man, cripple, zombie, freak, what are you looking at? If you keep looking, I will take off your pants first!"
"Don't talk nonsense with them, let's do it!" The freckled boy shouted when he saw that it was getting late.
Immediately, several boys rushed forward. Some took off the little girl's pants, and some took off the pants of the little boy lying on the ground. Then, they put the two of them side by side, untied their own pants, and peed on the two of them.
"China ghost, freak! Hahaha! "
The freckled boy threw the half of the deformed potato beside the little girl who was wet with urine. He kept moving his little thing, pouring urine on the two of them.
"Eat quickly, freak, China ghost!"
The little girl's thin hand touched the potato and held it tightly in her hand as if it was alive. She sent it to the mouth of the little boy beside her and whispered, "Brother Xiao Ba, you eat first …"
If they didn't eat now, they might never eat it. The big boys would take the potato away.
Feeling the potato with the taste of urine in his mouth, the little boy glared at her, as if telling her to take it away and get lost.
"Brother Xiao Ba, you haven't eaten for three days. If you don't eat, you will die …" The little girl suddenly cried.
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"Haha, I've eaten, I've eaten, haha, a freak is a freak!"
The little boy swallowed the stinky potato dregs that the little girl had chewed for him with difficulty. Looking at the blue sky, a tear fell from the corner of his eye. Ever since he was a child and killed that person, this was the first time he had such a desire for power.
Yes, if he didn't eat, he would die. He wanted to kill people, kill everyone, wash this planet with blood, no, slaughter the entire galaxy, and leave no one alive!
In the sky, an aurora sword flew back from outer space. Having lost its master, it drew a mark in the air and flew toward the valley.
"Damn freak, damn China ghost, how boring, let's go!"
The little boy didn't seem to hear their excited shouts and stared at the sword. That was the sword of the spirit. As long as he got it, he could kill people! Kill people!
At this time, on the other side of the valley, a middle-aged man looked at the thousands of troops on the plains and gasped. His wrist trembled slightly, and he almost couldn't hold the binoculars.
"Chris, what should we do?" A woman next to the middle-aged man looked at him nervously.
In front of them, there were endless battle flags fluttering, densely packed golden battle armors swaying, and dazzling spears gathered like a sea of trees, slowly pressing towards the north. Dust and smoke billowed, and the sound of battle roared.
It was the soaring sound formation breaking through the sky, and the whole field was covered in golden armor!
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