In a room with a closed door.

In the mouths of believers, they might think that there was a mysterious ritual in it, but in fact only him and I looked at each other.

At this moment, there are only two bald men and me in the command station of this space launch site, and the silent air is filled with the old decorations highlight the vicissitudes of time. The unnatural sun marks in the house after being moved quietly show their existence.

It is hard to imagine that countless scientific researchers may have appeared and launched advanced spacecraft. Now there are only two dog-headed military advisors who are thinking about how to fill their stomachs, and a group of tribal people holding primitive weapons.

Suddenly, the bald man's face gradually fell into a wooden look, his thoughts seemed to be attracted by something, and his soul was transcending from this fragile body and preparing to throw itself into the unknown void.

He lowered his head, and suddenly a pale yellow light came out of his body. Thousands of silky lights swam to illuminate the space, and a chanting sound from the sky also rang without warning.

These voices are generous and compassionate. Even if you don’t understand the meaning of the language, you can still hear the deep meaning in the tone of compassion. These voices are guiding the hearing people to think, reflect, and take a long test until they can’t help but burst into tears.

This situation has occurred for the third time in a while.

In my eyes, through the bright yellow light behind the bald man, I clearly saw an extremely shallow and thin figure wearing a prickly crown of light, wrapped in a ragged yellow robe.

Although its hidden head has no facial features, it can see the slight squirming amplitude of the mouth area, which is exactly the same as the rhythm of the bald man muttering to himself...

"It's really a ghost..."

I raised my hand and revealed the old bronze ring on my palm again.

The light on the bald man was suddenly absorbed and pulled, and all of them were sank into the copper ring, turning into a light that was easily undetectable.

When the strange light disappeared into the space, the bald man shook his head, suddenly woke up, and looked at me with innocent eyes: "Sir, what happened just now? Did I do something strange again?"

I waved my hand and didn't want to explain it to him.

According to Mr. Rhodes in the parallel world, the King of Light is an existence that maintains relative order for mankind. As long as you respect according to strict rituals, you can not only save your lives, but also have some extraordinary abilities. It is the most widely circulated sect in the parallel world.

Compared with the existence of the God of Thousand Faces, who is full of malicious intentions towards humans, the King of Light is indeed friendly enough.

The King of Light seemed to be extremely passionate about expanding his faith, and actually chased me to this planet and continued to expand his faith influence through the bald man.

But judging from the performance of the King of Light, it does not have the domineering aura that directly descends to the Arctic Circle in a parallel world, and can only influence the world with roundabout means. So the bald man misinterpreted its name as "Safulin", and the King of Light did not show any anger or punishment, and still used this carrier to spread faith.

But no matter their attitude, I have no good feelings for these unknown existences - and this disgust is precisely because of their indifference to humans as ants, the kind of human beings that cannot understand my existence, but I know everything transcendent in the world.

I asked the bald man: "There is something abnormal on you. By the way, you have not remembered any information when you are brainwashed every day? For example, you have never heard of this unknown name and origin? I can be sure that this state has nothing to do with Lord Shafulin."

"Hey! I thought this was Lord Shafulin's enlightenment, but because I was too stupid to understand! Because of my state, you obviously..."

...You want to say it looks very similar to me, right? I am indeed brainwashed every day, but this is not the same thing at all!

The bald man looked at me and scratched his shiny scalp, his young face full of confusion.

Oh, I almost forgot that this guy is less than twenty years old, and before that he was just a blacksmith apprentice from the countryside.

But thinking that another master came from a carpenter family and could also become famous all over the world, the two were considered equal. Moreover, this story was widely circulated and even changed into a famous Henan opera. The singing segments are selected here as follows:

Joseph, sit down and listen to me tell you the intimate words. Joseph, let’s sit down, let’s just pull it. After you get married, the carpenter will marry Mary. She will get pregnant before she passes the door, knowing that you have concerns in your heart. Who is his father? You can’t sleep every day and night. This child was created by the Holy Spirit and went to the ground through his mother’s womb. The Messiah of Imanelli is. This is God’s will, don’t doubt Mary.

The bald man thought for a long time and tried hard to explain to me: "Mr. Saiwen, that voice has instilled a lot of information in me, but I can't understand that information at all. It's more of a chaotic and pure message and emotion. In my opinion, it seems like I'm watching a mess changing in front of my eyes. The final result is a headache and splitting..."

This situation is similar to running a computer program with a chip of a digital calculator. The King of Light can only rely on external forces to make the bald man understand and execute its instructions and show its magical powers. However, the result of incorrect voltage and unsuitable instructions running for a long time will definitely be the scrapping of the entire chip.

Not to mention the bald man, the priests of the King of Light in the parallel world will all become deformed pieces of flesh that are neither human nor ghost. This ending is probably the inevitable ending of too much contact with the King of Light.

Just as I was about to give up asking, I heard the bald man suddenly say, "Oh oh oh, by the way! There are some pictures that I can understand that keep flashing in my mind, I'll tell you... I vaguely remember that there is a picture in a world of frozen thousands of miles, where many people worship the aurora in the sky..."

I nodded: "Well, that's right. Is there any more?"

The bald man continued to think: "There is also... there seems to be a group of people, wearing yellow turbans on their heads, wearing yellow clothes, fighting against the army all over the mountains and fields... I also vaguely remember this scene, which made everyone distinguish between the tie on their heads..."

Well?! Is this a coincidence? Could it be the yellow turban I know?

"By the way, there is another picture, where many people who are dressed strangely and have no hair like me are hiding in the mountains, shouting, "A home without air, will never step into the mother body of life and death." Anyway, I don't understand at all..."

...Isn't this translated as a vacuum hometown and an old mother without birth?

What exactly does this King of Light do? (╯°□°)╯︵┻━┻

Are you a professional rebel?! They are all those with a very bad ending and strong vitality!

The bald man's subsequent memories also vaguely mentioned that when a sick little intellectual was seen in the picture, the scene was disconnected because the other party was weak and unable to follow up, I quickly covered his mouth.

Isn’t this messy enough? Do I want me to count the elderly in the mountains as your genealogy?

"Okay, OK, it's so unlucky." I waved my hand and told him not to talk nonsense. Just according to the Taoist ruthlessness of this bald male leader, I'm afraid the ending of this riot by the bald male leader will not be much better, so I still have to make up for it.

I asked, "By the way, why do they call you Master Sada?"

The bald man blushed: "I want to hide my identity..."

Alexander took half of it? I shook my head: "No, it's not auspicious to call your name half. The previous person with a similar name, the Republican Guard with 200,000 in his hand was caught and hung. You have one word less than him, and your legs will probably be cut off."

The bald man was shocked when he heard this and quickly looked at me like help.

I thought for a while, and suddenly I caught a glimpse of his iconic bald head...

Have an idea!

I picked up the pen, drew a special mark on his eyebrows, and then taught him to adjust his expression to try to make his eyes look deep and vivid.

"Starting today, you change your name to Yuri X! I feel that this name is guaranteed to allow you to lead them smoothly and attack Huanglong!"

The bald man asked, "Oh... I'll announce this to them later. By the way, sir, what do they call you?"

I said confidently, "It's called Seven X!"

…………

After sorting out and taking stock, I found that the bald man had already called for a riot of no less than 20,000 people under this operation.

These small tribes and free people scattered on the edge of the Juhe tribe have already degenerated from surviving hard to dying under the joint forces of toxic dust and heavy taxes. There is no solution in front of you except to fight to the death.

What is before all problems is still survival problems.

The thirteen confessional tribes were unable to support themselves in the face of disasters, and could only rely on the method of launching wars to the outside world and relocating social conflicts to suspend the outbreak of the problem. At the same time, they strongly shouted the slogan "Start the battle to recover the holy mountain and divide the magical life-saving food evenly", holding the military force firmly in their hands.

But the food problem is still not solved.

Therefore, under the influence of the chauvinism of the large tribe, the small tribe was first abandoned. The warriors of their tribe were summoned by the Holy Covenant, and the reserved grains of the tribe were also plundered by the grain collection order, leaving only a group of elderly, weak, women and children who were crying but not crying were trapped on the yellow wild grassland, waiting for the slow arrival of death.

In this case, everyone is tacit, but according to the regulations, everything is stone man, stone horse, stone drum and stone tablet must be dug out on the ground. The number of warning prophecies engraved on it has also increased rapidly, almost surpassing the quotations of Lu Xun from unknown origins on the Internet.

The sudden appearance of so many stone tools makes people wonder whether the exact time of the Stone Age was completely over and into the Bronze Age was in the Shang and Zhou dynasties or last week?

The animals in the land were also particularly restless.

What are cattle, sheep, mules, horses, cats, dogs, chickens and ducks, making confusing sounds regardless of seasons, as if they have collectively learned human language and are about to become ypes that resist human tyranny.

Among these animals, foxes are more popular, so everyone has to ask "What Does the Fox Say" when they meet, and then they will follow the standard answer "Da Chu Xing, King Chen Sheng!"

Further development is basically the following scenario:

Now you die! - That's right! That's right!

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If you make a big plan, you will die! - That's right! That's right!

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What should we do? - Resist! Fight! Dead country!

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Something is wrong with you...——Eh? What's wrong?

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The left-behind personnel of the Juhe Tribe did not have much better life. In the face of shortage of food, Bethold's plan was undoubtedly to ensure military supplies first and then try to preserve civilians. Therefore, most of the food collected was still with the main legions of the Thirteenth Entrustment Tribe, and there was no surplus grain in the tribe's stronghold.

According to the results of the bald man's previous statistics, as of now, the six strongholds captured in half a month have not been enough for 20,000 people to eat for three days - this is the result of digging three feet of the ground and even cutting back the bark.

If you want to find enough food, the only way at present is to cross a long distance, attack the siege base camp at the foot of the mountain head-on, and directly confront the main force of the Thirteenth Encouragement Tribe.

But this incident is an impossible task for these 20,000 elderly, weak, women and children. Under the call of faith, they can rush to the fortress camp without avoiding life and death, but they cannot travel through the vast grasslands hungry.

What's even more serious is that the organizational form and management model of these tribal personnel are very inefficient and chaotic.

The Bald Man appointed the Flag Pioneer Warrior, like an NPC who issued a mission, is responsible for proposing various whimsical strategies and launching a team battle after recruiting enough personnel. If you fail, you will naturally end. You can only say "Please do it again."

But if they win, the distribution method is to allow these tribes to rob and burn the camps freely, and finally use the form of "dedication" to voluntarily hand over to the bald man as their gratitude to Lord Shafulin.

This political and educational system has led to the lack of cohesion and control of the grassroots teams, which are already inadequate in combat effectiveness, and it seems to be vigorous. In fact, the fewer people fight, the less people are fighting, the poorer the territory is, and there is no hope of victory at all.

In response to this situation, I asked the mentor who changed his name to "Yuri X" to grandly introduce the new "Sevin X" and urgently organized the flag-holding warriors to issue an order to carry out my planned "Summer Offensive"!

The specific operation is to take order and purpose under my leadership, under the organization of more than a dozen pioneer warriors, gradually attack the surrounding fortresses, camps, and strongholds, and give priority to occupying the river basin that still has production capacity, connecting the territory!

Along the way, I turned into a self-propelled howitzer and a human-shaped siege car, ending a battle with an average efficiency of half an hour. In two days, I pulled out 31 strongholds of the opponent in a row, and reversing the entire battlefield with one person. To be honest, this is due to the fact that the defense is also the elderly, weak, women and children, and the tribal buildings are all made of wooden structures.

And in these two days, my reputation has changed from a rising star to an extremely fierce supernova.

A word difference can well show the status of "Sevin X" in their minds. Some people even treat me as the human incarnation of "Lord Shafulin".

But it's nothing wrong with them treating this way.

During the war, I was constraining the emotions of the participants, only equal food and no life were harmful, and there was no more damage to the buildings. The captured people were willing to stay, and they were welcomed if they wanted to leave, and they would never force them.

When I was the main force, these participants' main job was to be a salted fish shouting 666, so there was basically no hot blood and I executed my orders very well.

On the way here, I found that the toxicity of the land has not decreased, but the river's fishery resources have not been affected too much, and various migratory fish will also provide high-quality food. The Juhe tribe is not in sufficient staff, unable to further develop fishery resources, and does not know the skills of fishing out of the sea.

What are our strengths? It is population!

Although these people do not have strong combat power, the tribe's people have labor productivity from 80 to 8 years old. As long as they control this land, the elderly, weak, women and children of the uprising tribe can quickly join in and support themselves.

Soon, I first announced the public ownership of these resources and land, and then promoted the development and promotion of fishery based on the river to form a large-scale production movement, with all the young and old joining the battle to discover every potential of the land and the ocean.
Chapter completed!