Twelve Arms the octopus, the one-eyed octopus, the seven-limbed octopus, the black dolphin, the white dolphin, the octopus demons, and the ordinary octopuses were all shocked when they heard that.
After a while, they turned their attention to the black cat that suddenly appeared out of thin air.
The black cat walked gracefully in the air with a trustworthy smile on its face. It said to the "fishes", "I'm Tom the black cat. I'm at your service."
The "fishes" looked at each other. They did not know what the cat wanted to do.
No "fishes" spoke, and the situation was very awkward.
Tom maintained a smile on its face, but it was cursing in its heart, 'A bunch of rural octopuses, you don't even know Sir Tom?
If I appeared in the big octopus tribes, their leaders would all surround me and treat me as an honored guest.
I've seen the potential of these octopuses since a long time ago. I once taught them how to use Morse code, and now they're using it as a noble language. They even use it in formal occasions … '
After a while, Twelve Arms finally broke the awkward atmosphere. It smiled honestly, "I think I've seen you before. You should have talked to Chief Hercules in my former tribe. I wonder how Mr. Cat would like to help us? "
Tom the black cat let out a long sigh of relief. 'Finally, there's an octopus from a big city that has seen the world …'
'Like I said, Sir Tom has a lot of friends. There's a saying that goes,' Who doesn't know a cat? '
'I still remember Hercules. He was a very strong octopus, and he was the leader of a big octopus tribe.'
When the twelve-limbed octopus mentioned "Hercules", it finally remembered who the octopus that had once ruined its plans was …
Previously, when five hundred thousand octopuses besieged a human city, in order to fight for the right to be the first to enter the city, the twelve tribes chose a tug-of-war to decide the winner.
'Isn't the twelve-limbed octopus in front of me the "rope" used in the tug-of-war?
This guy is simple-minded, so it should be easy to fool. '
With that in mind, Tom said slowly, "Let me tell you, it's useless to rely on words. If words could solve conflicts, why do you think humans invented cannons, tanks, and airplanes? "
The one-eyed octopus said proudly, "That's because they're stupid and greedy. They're never satisfied, so they have to use airplanes to fight for things. We octopuses are smart and easily satisfied. We only need a jar … "
Eh, there's such an answer?
Tom the Black Cat was stunned, but it did not panic. It had seen many things, so it was easy for it to trick a few octopuses that had never seen the world.
Why did it use the famous words of Bismarck, the Iron Chancellor?
This was because, through the small conflict just now, it had keenly discovered that the octopus tribe was actually like the Prussians in history. They also had a unified demand.
The war to unify the Octopus Empire. Just thinking about it, it was obvious how big of a customer this was!
It immediately asked, "If that's the case, why does this Mr. Seven Claws want to breed fish to eat?"
"Huh?" The one-eyed octopus was speechless when he heard that. Then, he pointed angrily at the seven-limbed octopus. "The reason is very simple. This guy wants to show off now that he has strength and wisdom. He doesn't want to eat the fish in the sea anymore. He wants to eat the ones that are specially raised and are green and pollution-free …
"It's just picky. We can't agree to its request for these luxuries. The jars are what we need."
"What do you mean by luxuries?" The seven-limbed octopus was very dissatisfied. "Didn't you hear what I said just now? That's for the sake of future generations, so that they won't be poisoned by human ocean trash and become less intelligent than we are now. "
Twelve Arms could not cope with this complicated situation at all. What did it mean by "necessity" and "luxuries"?
On its big cylindrical head, its two black eyeballs turned innocently and subconsciously looked at its two dolphin companions.
Unfortunately, the two dolphin companions were immersed in this unprecedented debate and did not have the time to respond.
"Hehe," Tom the Black Cat laughed. "You octopuses have also developed sapience. With wisdom, this kind of disagreement is normal. You should read more about human history books, from tribes to countries, from self-sufficiency to division of labor and cooperation.
"The conflict between both of you now is a replication of human history. Actually, you can refer to the way humans solve problems."
It raised its head and said to the one-eyed octopus, "Don't you want to eat fresh and pollution-free fish so that you can give birth to healthy and intelligent descendants?"
Then, it said to the seven-limbed octopus, "Don't you want to use safe jars so that your descendants don't have to worry about all kinds of dolphins and sharks?"
Twelve Arms was confused. What was this Mr. Black Cat trying to do?
It only saw the leaders of the two octopus tribes nodding.
At this time, Tom the Black Cat said again, "Actually, everything is very simple. You just need to become a tribe, unified management, division of labor, some people produce jars, some people raise fish, then there will be no more conflicts like this."
When Twelve Arms heard this, it vaguely understood, 'That seems to be the case. At least in the tribe that Chief Hercules is in, everyone listens to him, so there are very few conflicts like this?'
The seven-limbed octopus and the one-eyed octopus looked at each other and said in unison, "Then who will be the leader of the new tribe?"
They were smart enough to understand the benefits of being a leader. More food would be more attractive to female octopuses, so they could move more with their mouths and less with their legs …
Twelve Arms had never considered this problem before. It felt that being an innocent octopus and hiding in a jar after eating its fill was the greatest happiness.
Now that the two octopus leaders of the small tribes said this, a bolt of lightning flashed through its mind.
'So that's how it is,' it finally understood. Chief Hercules was afraid that it would take over its position, so it kept rejecting it and found an excuse to chase it out previously …
When it thought of this, it wanted to go back immediately and ask Chief Hercules for confirmation. However, at this time, it heard Tom the Black Cat speak again.
"Hehe, as I said, the fight for the leader's position can no longer be decided by anyone's mouth, it has to be decided by iron and blood!" Tom the Black Cat said lightly.
That was right. Back then, when Prussia and Austria fought for the leadership of the unified Germany, could there be any results from negotiations? Who would those small German states listen to in the end?
The one with the big fist.
It thought proudly, 'If that's the case, both sides will definitely fight and have a bloody conflict;
And this twelve-limbed octopus will soon understand that only by relying on a strong hand to unify the entire octopus community, this kind of tragedy of internal strife will not continue … '
It had already gone through the subsequent developments in its mind. A rising Octopus Empire was about to be born from iron and blood thanks to Uncle Tom's silver tongue.
When the one-eyed octopus heard this, it looked at the seven-limbed octopus again, a hint of cruelty in its eyes.
When Twelve Arms saw this, it immediately objected subconsciously, "No, how can octopuses kill octopuses? We can't kill each other just for a position!
"Isn't that the same as the stupid humans you're talking about? We octopuses should be able to face ourselves honestly. Now, let me ask you, tell me loudly, who do you think is more capable to be the leader? "
"Myself!" The two octopus leaders answered in unison and glared at each other.
Twelve Arms rubbed its head, speechless. They seemed to be very honest now.
It forgot for a moment that what they said was honest, but it did not mean that what they said was the truth …
It said to its two dolphin companions in distress, "Looks like we still need a companion who can tell the truth from the lies …"
The black dolphin nodded, and the white dolphin sneezed, expressing its agreement.
Tom the Black Cat was dumbfounded. 'F * ck, this octopus looks strong, has twelve claws, and is talented, but it's actually a Buddhist octopus?
'Your Uncle Tom, I've been talking for so long, but you didn't listen at all? Why don't you use your claws to stop them and appoint a leader?
'This is ridiculous!'
At this moment, when Tom the Black Cat was feeling depressed, it saw Twelve Arms the octopus make a new move.
It began to sincerely raise one of its limbs that was hidden under the water, and on it was a black schoolbag.
Tom was not sure if it was an illusion, but it felt that there was a familiar smell on that schoolbag …
However, it was sure that it had never seen this schoolbag before.
Then, it saw Twelve Arms the octopus mumbling something.
After a long time, a golden book that almost blinded its eyes suddenly flew out of the schoolbag like a divine artifact and hovered in mid-air.
'Is this guy really an octopus of destiny, and it actually has a divine artifact?
'Why doesn't Uncle Tom have such a good life?'
For a moment, Tom the Black Cat was very jealous of this stupid octopus.
"O great, merciful, wise, and intelligent Heavenly Book, the only one in the heavens and the earth … please tell me, where can I find a companion that can tell the truth from the lies?"
The Black Cat was stunned as it listened to Twelve Arms' long-winded flattery, and it was shocked.
It thought to itself, 'Old Yellow has never flattered me like this before, looks like I'm really too humble … I need to develop new ways of flattery in the future.'
It then looked at the book, and thought to itself, 'I know the answer, if this book can answer it, I must get it …'
After a while, it saw the golden book's cover flapping, and it began to make a flapping sound.
The Black Cat was confused at first, but then it understood. 'Isn't this the Morse Code that I taught the octopuses?
'This book can't speak human language, so it uses a code to communicate.'
"O young octopus Twelve Arms, who carries the destiny of destiny, go west to China, and there's a man named 'Xie Dong'. He's in the Truth Department's Public Relations Team, and he has a magical ability that can do that. You can ask him for help.
"Or you can look for a Whitestone leader called Shi Gan, he's also in China."
"Thank you for the great … Heavenly Book's generous guidance." Twelve Arms sincerely expressed its gratitude, and the other eleven limbs bowed at the same time.
Then, the golden book flew back into the dark black bag.
As soon as Tom heard it, it knew that it was right. It knew Xie Dong's ability, and the Whitestone leader's ability.
At that moment, its eyes lit up, and its previous plan to tempt Twelve Arms to be its spare tire was instantly thrown out of the window.
Since it already knew that the octopus tribe had a unified need, then Chief Hercules, and the other octopus leaders, any one of them should be more suitable than this Buddhist octopus.
This time, Huang Rui came up with a bad idea. He had forgotten the saying, "You may know a man for a long time, but not his heart". It seemed that the Demonic Energy had indeed made him stupid, and he had to hurry up and treat it.
'This Heavenly Book is really amazing, it actually knows all the people in the world.
'To me, who needs to harvest the Power of Death, isn't this equivalent to the Yama King's Book of Life and Death?
'Eh, I want to be the God of Death, and this book just happened to appear, it's a godsend!
'This book must be fated with me!'
Tom's expression did not change, but it secretly rubbed its palms together, ready to follow Twelve Arms and get its hands on this golden book.
It would not personally take action, that was its principle. It had to think of a way to make the other party take the initiative to give it to it …
Tom the black cat did not know that it was not wrong.
The precious game book was the only product of Sir System. It could identify the good and evil of a person, their age and strength, and record the detailed information of all the people it had met. It could be considered a mini Book of Life and Death.
…
China's Truth Department Public Relations Office.
Everyone was celebrating Xie Dong, who had just been promoted to team leader. They joked that he must treat them after work.
Xie Dong chuckled and agreed to accept everyone's compliments. He thought to himself, 'It's not easy, after eight years, I'm finally going to make it.'
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