Li Yao thought for a moment and realized that it did make sense. When he discussed the situation of the Imperium with Di Feiwen, the deputy commander of the Black Wind Fleet in the Xing Yao Federation, and when he discussed the development of the war with Li Linghai in the Imperium, they had all compared the similarities and differences between the Imperium and the Holy League, especially the features of the warriors of the Holy League.
With the abilities of "telepathy", the absolute obedience, and the most efficient operational mechanism, the Holy League had been suppressing the Imperium for a thousand years as a barren world in a corner of the sea of stars.
However, as time went by, and the war was at an impasse, the fatal shortcoming of the Holy League was gradually revealed, which was that its society was rigid and lifeless without the slightest creativity. From top to bottom, everybody in the Holy League had the same idea, which was even more serious than the Imperium's. After all, however corrupt and deceitful the Imperium was, there was no shortage of intrigue among the major forces.
When the Imperium counterattacked, the weaknesses of the Holy League were fully exposed. The Imperium's army immediately grasped the weakness of the Holy League and secured a great victory!
Long Yangjun told Li Yao that there was no seemingly immaculate ability in the universe that was truly perfect and did not require any price.
It was like how no ferocious beast could improve its strength and speed indefinitely, or it would suffer a backlash. The seemingly powerful abilities of "telepathy" were actually a fatal trap on the path of evolution. The convenience of communication and efficient organization were traded for at the cost of the independence and diversity of the entire race.
When the Pangu Civilization Alliance rose at the beginning, it was obvious that there were more than the thirteen carbon-based civilizations such as Pangu, Nuwa, Kuafu, Hou Yi, and so on. Instead, there were dozens of bizarre civilizations that fought a million years of chaotic wars. Many of them chose to communicate with each other through the reverberation of their brainwaves and established a society.
When the "language civilizations" encountered the "telepathy civilizations", they were often caught unprepared by the enemy's efficient communication and thorough organization. However, as long as they could survive the first wave of attacks, the "language civilizations" could often revive the "language civilizations" with all kinds of whimsical tactics and schemes that were formed by sealing their brains. In the end, the "language civilizations" were completely annihilated.
Therefore, when the Pangu Civilization Alliance was truly established, the thirteen carbon-based civilizations reached a consensus that the language formed by the vibration waves would be the carrier of information and ensure the independence and diversity of every individual.
Of course, the "psychic" ability to directly communicate with brainwaves was still retained. It was used to control generic puppets of flesh and blood such as "human beings."
Also, as the resources were drained day by day, the contradictions between the two parties became more and more intense. Many people in the Pangu Civilization Alliance raised doubts about the way of "language communication", believing that it was exactly the existence of language that blocked people's minds, intensified contradictions, and created differences. Only by fully "telepathy" could real harmony and equality be achieved.
When the civil war between the Pangu and the Nuwa Clan broke out and reached the most heated phase, to resist the Nuwa Clan who had been corrupted by extraterrestrial devils and pursued individuality, the Pangu Clan was in favor of fully "telepathy". Now that Long Yangjun had received the heritage of the Pangu Clan, she naturally grasped the ability, too.
Li Yao saw that Long Yangjun told him the fatal shortcomings of the ability of "telepathy" without hiding anything. She truly looked like a gentleman. He couldn't help but ask her curiously why she was still spreading the ability below the ground if she knew that "telepathy" had so many shortcomings.
Long Yangjun opened her hands. "I had no other choice. Although language is a more advanced way of information communication than telepathy, the underground wildlings have already forgotten most of their language in the dark war in the past ten thousand years. They can only communicate with the simplest syllables.
"However capable I am, it's impossible for me to teach the wildlings to speak the language of human beings again in a couple of days, right?
"However, their hatred and the shortage of resources caused by the earthquake entangled a lot of negative factors, intensifying the conflict to the point that it was beyond control and could break out at any moment.
"The Stupa Sect of the Ancient Sages Sector, which is Master Bitter Cicada's sect, once said that 'saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-floor pagoda'. I meant to stop the war that lasted ten thousand years and save the lives of thousands of wildlings, so I could only trigger my brainwaves and 'communicate' with them in the nick of time. I had no other choice!"
"Are you serious?"
Li Yao bulged his eyes, trying to find any loophole on Long Yangjun's sacred face. "Are you so great?"
"I am a dual heir of the Pangu Clan and the Nuwa Clan after all, alright?"
Long Yangjun slightly twitched her lips and said casually, "The Pangu Clan is the parent civilization of mankind, and the Nuwa Clan is the mother civilization of mankind. As the representative of the parent civilization, isn't it only natural that you want to save certain individuals of the child civilization? Why are you talking about greatness?"
Li Yao thought quickly for a long time. Then, he couldn't have become more solemn again. "Are you implying that I am your son in a roundabout way?"
"… Why are you such a lowly person? It occurs to me that discussing the path of civilization with you is like casting pearls before swine. It is a waste of my time!"
"Forget it," Li Yao said. "Just pretend that I didn't ask. Even if you can communicate with the wildlings through telepathy, how are you going to persuade them to give up their hatred? Is it really not related to the evil, mysterious things such as' brainwashing '? "
Long Yangjun was amused. "Why are you still bothered by the so-called 'brainwashing' at this moment? When you were in the Xing Yao Federation, your textbooks told the citizens of the Federation that the leadership of the Imperium would perform evil brainwashing and turn all the people whose spiritual roots were awakened into selfish, bloodthirsty Immortal Cultivators.
"When you were in the Imperium, the textbooks of the Imperium told the citizens that the Holy League would perform evil brainwashing and turn everybody into heartless, desireless idiots.
"But in fact, is the education that the Star Glory Federation has implemented on the young people who are blank pieces of paper another kind of brainwashing? Are you so sure that your Great Dao is correct?
"All in all, brainwashing might really exist, but it might not be what you think it is. I don't have enough magical power to control the brains of a thousand people and wash them clean!"
Li Yao's curiosity was almost unbearable. "Then, how exactly did you keep the wildlings docile?"
"It's very simple."
Long Yangjun said, "I found the battlefield where the Black Armor Tribe, the Night Wings Tribe, and the Red Ring Tribe were about to have a bloody battle. Then, I released the most overwhelming killing intent to intimidate them. Then, I blew up a stone pillar almost five meters in diameter with one punch, demonstrating my uncanny strength.
"Even the most ignorant animals would've backed off by now. They were human beings with intelligence after all. Naturally, they did not have the courage to disobey my will.
"Then, I sent some fuzzy information into their brains through 'telepathy', letting them know that I had inexhaustible food and assets and that I could bring them to a paradise a hundred times better than this place. Those Nepenthe believers did bring abundant compressed food from the upper-level towns, which was enough for a thousand wildlings to have a full meal.
"The wildlings have been hating each other for ten thousand years. They were not in a hurry to have a final battle today. However, the frequent earthquakes and the flooding magma recently have destroyed a lot of food sources, forcing them to have a final battle in order to reduce the population as much as possible. Now that the food problem has been resolved, what else can they fight for?
"Do you understand it now? There was no trick at all. If you were me, perhaps you would've done the same thing as me, right? However, you would've said some hot-blooded, silly things at the top of your voice and then stared at the wildlings, while I would've simply transmitted my brainwaves through telepathy and prevented the arrival of a disaster in the simplest and most direct way.
"As it turned out, I only managed to accomplish everything after all the painstaking efforts. Right when they all laid down their weapons, abandoned their previous grudges, and lived in peace, you suddenly showed up and berated me without distinguishing between right and wrong. You even questioned my original intentions without any evidence, as if I would certainly commit crimes and bring disaster to the world, and you, as a Cultivator, naturally occupied the high ground of justice and could judge and judge other people however you wanted.
"It may be a bit pretentious to say that I'm 'wronged', but I can't help but feel a bit disappointed when you are so angry. I really want to dig out my heart and ask myself why I risked my life to save you, and why I did all those things that did not bring me any benefits. Wouldn't it have been easier for me to simply watch the wildlings fight each other until their blood flowed like rivers and their bodies were everywhere, and I wouldn't have to bear any responsibility or scolding at all? "
"Well …"
Lost for words, Li Yao scratched his hair in anxiety. Then, he suddenly thought of something. "Wait. That's not right. What did you say just now? That you would bring the wildlings to a paradise a hundred times better than this place? What's that place?"
"Up there."
Long Yangjun extended her long, slender finger and poked the ceiling of the cave softly. "Although the four-digit towns or three-digit towns are still filthy places of corruption by the standards of the ground, aren't they a hundred times better than the scorching hell at the border of the crust and the mantle for the wildlings? Rest assured. Even if they are wildlings, I never meant to lie to them. "
"But how is it possible?"
Li Yao found it hard to believe. "The major towns below the ground are all overcrowded. The living space must be very limited. Even the residents of the 10084 district have a hard time climbing up there, not to mention the hideous, brutal, and disobedient wildlings! Will the residents of the towns up there welcome them? How can they survive up there? "
"That's not a problem. Of course, they are welcome!"
Long Yangjun said with a smile, "Nepenthe will take care of everything. Nepenthe is planning a great uprising that will involve hundreds of factories in dozens of towns. The most ferocious, fearless warriors are exactly the best soldiers for the uprising. That's why the Nepenthe believers have come here to invite them to join the cause sincerely!"
-----
I would like to thank the readers of "Gray Night Sky" for their gifts of 1000000 Qidian coins this week as well as all the other friends for their gifts and support. This old cow will remember and appreciate them very much. You are all too supportive!
To be honest, this old cow is already very happy and satisfied that you have subscribed to my book. I feel that I am not very mature enough to receive such gifts and red packets. I feel that my book is not mature enough, and there are all kinds of problems. I don't deserve your love.
It could only be said that whether a novel was good or bad depended on one's ability. It could only be slowly honed. However, Old Cow would definitely strive to take out every word from the depths of his heart. It was what he truly wanted to say, write, and express in a straightforward manner!
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
