The temperature on the surface of the sea was about 20 degrees Celsius. It was not considered high, and it was not low for humans either. However, the young man and the old man were already trembling. They were used to high temperatures, so they did not seem to be used to this place without any protection.
Wei Huo started observing the island. After careful observation, Wei Huo realized that the island was a little different. It was a man-made island, and the island was covered by an even larger protective shield. The entire island was isolated from the world. Wei Huo's eyes lit up.
At that moment, the manager's voice appeared around him. He was using the special technology of the Atlanteans. Unless one was in a vacuum, he could always transmit his voice clearly into one's ears, no matter how far away one was.
The manager said, "First of all, remove the rule that you are not allowed to kill. You can kill anyone without any punishment. Second, I want to remind you that there are natives on this island. You can choose freely whether to seek help from them or kill them all. Then … the game begins!"
As soon as the manager finished speaking, the young man instantly charged towards the old man. Although the old man was trembling, he wasn't a pushover. With a stomp of his foot, an energy barrier suddenly appeared around him, immediately blocking the young man's attack.
Neither of them could speak. They could only fight each other, but the young man realized that he could not do anything to the old man. He immediately turned around and rushed onto the island without looking back. The old man shook his head and looked at Wei Huo.
He could not speak, but he could write. He arrived on the beach, found a stick, and wrote two underwater words on the beach: 'Cooperate.' Wei Huo said, "It seems like that young man is the traitor. That's good too.
That's good. Let's work together. The current situation seems to be very disadvantageous for us. The traitors in the other teams should not betray us so early. In that case, we are already at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. "Wei Huo said," It seems like that young man is the traitor.
At that moment, the old man wrote the words' natives' on the beach.
Wei Huo smiled. "Do you mean to ask for the help of the natives? But do you know what the natives look like? Do you know their language and writing? "
The old man suddenly nodded.
Wei Huo was surprised that the old man knew. However, there were so many countries and languages on land. Did he really know all the languages and writing of the people on land?
No matter what, they started walking toward the island. The temperature there was very low for Atlanteans, but the old man had some unknown cultivation technique that seemed to be able to resist the temperature there.
Wei Huo did not care. Staying there was more comfortable than staying at the bottom of the sea.
However, at that moment, a gunshot came from afar. It was definitely a high-caliber sniper rifle. The sound was very loud.
The old man revealed a puzzled expression, as if he did not understand what this loud noise meant.
Wei Huo asked, "Where did you learn about the land natives? And when did you find out? "
The old man started to write on the ground. This time, he wrote a long string of words. "I saw it in an ancient book. The mainlanders are similar to us, but their skin is very dark and their intelligence is very low. They only know how to use cold weapons and are still stuck at the level of a level-one civilization."
Level-1 civilization?
Wei Huo was suddenly interested in this word. He was even more interested in the so-called ancient book the old man was talking about. According to what he knew, there were no such things as ancient books in the underwater world. The knowledge of the Atlanteans was stored in the knowledge store. They could buy it if they needed it. It was very convenient.
There was no need to consult ancient books. However, the old man's understanding seemed to have stopped a long time ago. Humans had already developed to the point where they could use firearms, even though their technology was not as advanced as that of the Atlanteans.
Wei Huo said, "This should be a weapon of the natives. The civilization of the natives can also develop."
The old man continued to write on the ground with the wooden stick. "No weapon would make such a loud noise. Weapons are used to hunt and kill enemies without exposing themselves. If the noise is too loud, they will expose themselves. This should not be a weapon, but a musical instrument, or perhaps a command device."
Wei Huo immediately understood that the education levels of the mainlanders and the Atlanteans were different. They had experienced different historical processes. Perhaps the Atlanteans could not make any sound with their weapons. That way, they could kill the enemy without exposing themselves. However, the mainlanders did not seem to think that way.
To the mainlanders, lethality was the most important thing. If they destroyed the enemy, they would not have to worry about exposing themselves. However, at that moment, the old man wrote another string of words.
"Using a sound weapon is a stupid thing that only low-level civilizations that have not traveled through the stars would do. When traveling through the stars, the first thing we have to do is be quiet. There are many terrifying races in the universe, and some civilizations have many terrifying weapons. Being discovered means death. That's why we have to learn to be quiet." Wei Huo frowned slightly. The old man had mentioned the universe.
He had guessed that the goal of the Atlanteans was interstellar travel. That was why they were so busy gathering their strength and absorbing the energy of the Earth's core unceremoniously. They had seen the universe and understood what kind of place the universe was. That was why they were united. Wei Huo frowned. The old man had mentioned the universe.
The universe was huge and dangerous. As long as one could travel through the universe, what could one not obtain? Territory? Could one not find a planet suitable for humans to live on in the universe? Resources? Many telescopes had long discovered planets made of gold or diamonds. One of Saturn's moons was filled with methane that could be used as an energy source.
As long as one stepped out of Earth and into the universe, one could easily obtain anything. Besides, the more one saw, the faster technology would develop.
The Atlanteans knew this, which was why they worked hard to develop themselves. There were almost no battles between them, and no usurpation of power had happened. They had not split into many small countries either, as their goal was very clear. They knew very well that there were stronger creatures in the universe, and internal strife was meaningless.
As he was thinking, the old man suddenly asked Wei Huo for his name. Wei Huo told him his real name, and the old man successfully wrote Wei Huo's name and his own on the ground.
The old man's name was Hudi.
However, to Wei Huo's surprise, his name had been written down correctly. It seemed like his name would only be called wrong by others, but it would not be wrong if it was written by hand.
That's weird. Is there something wrong with my ears, or will my name never be called correctly by a creature with a brain?
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