"Theresa, I don't understand what you mean. Don't all the sorcerers on the Emerald Continent perform magic in that way?" Princess A Xia pouted.
"That's just cargo worship," Theresa said casually but with certainty.
"Cargo worship? What's that?" It was the first time that Princess A Xia had heard of such a weird term.
She felt that it was the first time that she got to know Theresa, a weird beauty.
"Cargo worship is also known as cargo worship. How should I explain it to you …"
Theresa thought for a moment and said, "For example, in the middle of the ocean, there is a lone island that is isolated from the rest of the world. On the island live a lot of primitive natives who eat raw meat. They are barbarians. You know barbarians, right?"
"Of course."
The Kingdom of Eagle was not far away from the north. Naturally, Theresa had seen the barbarian warriors who were bare-chested, wearing animal skins and carrying giant axes in the freezing wind.
"The locals used to live a primitive life of hunting and gathering. Although there were no natural enemies on the island, they were short of resources and medicine. They did not even have the habit of farming and rearing animals. Their life was extremely difficult. In the meantime, they formed an illusory worship in the sufferings day after day. They even had their own primitive religion and entrusted their unpredictable fate to the so-called gods."
Theresa said, "One day, the superpowers on the two shores of the ocean declared war on each other. All kinds of the most advanced … Magical Crystal warships cut through the waves, and magic airships cruised between the ocean and the sky. The isolated island was discovered by the warring parties and immediately became a strategic location that all the militarists fought for. It was a natural fortress and a good harbor.
"Therefore, the army of a powerful country of magic landed on the island.
"In front of the magic army that was armed to the teeth, the barbaric natives naturally had no power to fight back. They did not even think of resisting. In the face of the dazzling magic released by the army, the natives completely regarded them as the gods in the legends. They cheered for their arrival, worshiped them, and asked for whatever they wanted.
"Although the magic army was powerful, it was not accustomed to the environment after all. Unless it was necessary, it was unwilling to piss off the local natives. Therefore, the two parties lived together on the island under a weird tacit agreement.
"The magic army naturally had to transform the island into a real military fortress.
"The soldiers still need to train and use magic crystals to communicate with the rear.
"They are surrounded by a vast ocean, and they have to rely on the Magic Crystal Battleships to transport the various resources they need, or even the Magic Airships to airdrop them.
"Therefore, during the war that lasted several years, the natives on the lone island saw the magic army practicing now and then. Sometimes, they were fiddling with a mysterious crystal ball. Very soon, magic airships would drop tremendous assets from the sky. The delicious canned food and even the fresh food that was preserved with magic were all delicacies that the natives had never tasted before.
"Naturally, during the war, the enemy countries tried every possible means to seize this island. Their army launched a large-scale attack on the island. Their magic airships dropped dazzling fireballs, as if thousands of small suns were rising above the island. The roar of the magic cannons was extremely destructive, and the shockwaves were even more terrifying than the stormy waves.
"However, the war would come to an end one day. It didn't matter who won the war between the powerful countries on the two sides of the ocean. In short, the smoke and corpses sank to the bottom of the ocean, and peace returned. This lone island lost its military value. The magic army withdrew from this place, leaving only the debris of the broken Magic Crystal Battleships, the Magic Airships, and the crystal ball.
"The natives seemed to have resumed their difficult but peaceful life in the past.
"But in their hearts, they could never regain their calm.
"When adventurers set foot on this lone island again decades later, Sister Summer, guess what they found the natives doing?"
Princess Summer was fascinated. She pondered for a long time but couldn't figure it out. She shook her head and said, "What are they doing?"
"The natives put on the rusty armor and the sorcerer robes that were riddled with holes left by the magic army. They were holding broken swords and magic staffs that had lost their magic power. They were practicing like the magic army."
Theresa said, "They also made the Magic Crystal Battleships and the Magic Airships with twigs and straws for a grand ceremony. They even sacrificed the captives of the enemy tribes to the 'battleships' and the 'airships' that only looked impressive. They thought that as long as enough blood was spilled, the toys made of twigs and straws would become real war machines.
"Right, there were no hostile tribes on the lone island at first.
"However, the natives found the flags of the two powerful countries of magic. For some reason, they gathered under different flags and became enemies. With the shabby stone axes and bone spears, they continued the war that had ended long ago.
"The most ridiculous thing was the priest in the tribe.
"His mission was to wear the uniform of the signaller in the magic army in the past, crouch in the dark and damp military fortress, and pray in front of the crystal ball that had long lost its brilliance, day after day, praying that the omnipotent gods would arrive again and deliver to them inexhaustible delicious food, magic potions that could revive people from the dead, and magic cannons that could spurt out furious flames and lightning again.
"Of course, the crystal ball never responded to the prayers of the priest and the entire tribe.
"But the faith of the natives didn't collapse. They firmly believed that it was because their prayers weren't pious enough, or that there were still hostile tribes on the island, and it was because of 'evil devils'.
"The arrival of the adventurers further strengthened their faith. They regarded the adventurers as messengers of the gods and marveled at the common magic items that the adventurers brought out. Even the colorful candies that the adventurers gave to the children were regarded as elixirs.
"All in all, when a backward, primitive civilization saw advanced civilizations and remarkable technologies that they couldn't understand, they would instinctively explain everything in terms of gods and superstitions. They would regard the remarkable technologies as blessings or curses of gods and devils and imitate them, craving for the power of gods and devils. That was the worship of ships."
Hearing that, Princess Summer couldn't help but laugh. "Those natives are too stupid. You made that up, didn't you, Theresa? The barbarians of the northland aren't that stupid!"
"Yes. The frost barbarians of the Country of Darkness in the northland aren't that stupid."
Theresa sighed and said casually, "However, there are countless people in this world who are more stupid than the frost barbarians and the natives of the lone island!"
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