by Chen Ran
In the same way, such a problem was not something that could be worried about. So when Zero drove through the small square in front of Congress and saw a few scholars yelling at the top of their lungs to mobilize their citizens to march on a demonstration to improve the climate, he just smiled.
A nobody could make the world hear him. The only way to do this was to become a big shot.
Public sentiment might still be useful in the old era. But in the new era, absolute power would mask what is called free democracy. Even for a city like the Asgard which proclaimed itself as a free and democratic city, there was a limit to these two things.
The root of everything lay in the appearance of those who had the ability to do so.
Based on the size and size of the human race, the number of powerful beings was very small. Ironically, the scales of the new era were absolutely crazy. It was precisely this very minority that allowed the scales of destiny to be completely oriented towards them. Ordinary people were like pigs and sheep to those who had the ability to do so. Either become a slave or kill.
Ordinary people who could live in the Asgard were already much luckier than people living in other places in the wilderness. At least they didn't have to be slaves for their entire lives. There was a limit to their freedom. As long as they put in effort and effort, they could be promoted to become free people.
However, that was all.
Using a tiny bit of power granted by someone in a higher position to threaten someone in the opposite direction, wasn't this a joke? The reason why the Hall of Heroic Spirits provided the people with a stage to speak freely was only to ease the negative feelings of the people at the bottom. No matter how intense these emotions were, at best, they were caused by the swift flow of a river. No matter how fast the river was, it could not reach the lofty embankment that had been built with iron power.
They drove past the town square and along the highway toward the city's exit. He accepted a mission in the headquarters task system, the code name for the mission was "Dong Shou". This was a crusade, and the crusade was against the foreign races who had friendly relations with the Asgard.
The foreign race called Eggy was a half-human half-beast monster. They had long hair all over their bodies, and a huge mouth with one eye. They had long fangs. The Ace clansmen had arms like apes that touched the ground and climbed up. There was flesh [seams] between the palms, and in the event of an enemy, sharp short bone spikes could be extended from the flesh [seams]. The bone spikes were hollow, and there were fine pipes that could be controlled by certain organs to pressurize and eject the venom that paralyzed the prey's nerves.
This was the most common hunting method used by the Asius race. This foreign race was considered a low level intelligent species in the Asgard's evaluation system. Their intelligence was similar to the Aaron race s they came in contact with before, they already had their own simple and crude language system, and were able to create simple tools.
The Els occupied a small refuge in the old era, and designated the area of the refuge within a hundred miles as his territory. This alien race had around three hundred members, of which two hundred were in their prime. Although the Els had a bad temper, after being in contact with the Asgard for the past few days, he had maintained a friendly relationship with the people who were stationed at the Asgard.
But recently, the Asgard received a request for guidance from the Els's guard. He didn't know why, but the Els's personality suddenly changed. After mercilessly killing the three guards, he chopped off their heads and used a sharp wooden stake to stab through them, stabbing them into the ground at the edge of the territory. This was a method of demonstration commonly used by low level tribes, which was used to warn the races that belonged to the heads on top of the wooden stakes to not enter their territory.
Otherwise, the consequences would be the same as those warning devices.
Without a doubt, this was the biggest provocation to the Asgard, and the Asgard naturally had to respond to it.
Indeed, the reward for this quest was quite good. It was just that the opponent was a foreign race with around three hundred people. It wasn't a quest that an ordinary adventurer team could take. As for the military, they were not interested in the reward for missions. So the mission was left idle for nearly a week, and when the headquarters decided to recycle it and hand it over to the regular forces, it was taken down.
What he wanted was not to be paid, but to give his newly formed army a chance to gain experience.
Although in terms of numbers, the army of zero only numbered around a hundred, the equipment used in the army was not something that Els could compare with. Furthermore, a hundred against three hundred wouldn't be that much of a difference in numbers. If Els had more than five hundred people, then Zero would not have accepted the mission. Using fewer victories than most was not allowed, and quantity was always relative to Su's quality.
When the number of soldiers was too large, no matter how good the quality of the soldier Su was, even if she could win, it would be a miserable victory. Such a victory was completely meaningless.
What Zero needed was an opportunity to review the soldiers' cooperation, not to push them out to their deaths.
After a simple identification, Zero drove the SUV out of Asgard. As they drove out of the long tunnel, a silver world appeared in Zero's eyes.
The wilderness had already been covered by snow. Although it was full of strong radiation, there was no doubt that the white snow covered the wilderness, making it appear much more beautiful than usual. At a glance, the snow-capped, rolling slopes of snow built a kind of tranquil beauty. Occasionally, there would be exposed mountain rocks, which would become the embellishment of some of the greenish gray pieces on the snow picture, making it seem even more layered.
It was a pity that not everyone could enjoy such a beautiful scenery. When winter comes, the surface covered with snow will radiate three to five times as much radiation as any other season. If an ordinary person were to travel, they would have to wear the highest level of protective clothing to ensure that their body was not affected by the radiation. In addition, only those who had grown into mutated organizations in the wilderness could walk normally under such strong radiation.
However, in the coming year, their mutated beasts would similarly increase their lifespan by two to three times, while their lifespan would be shortened by one to twenty percent.
This was a fair trade between man and nature. There would never be a free lunch in this world.
As for those with abilities below the fourth step, they would be affected by the environment. And above the fourth step, the effect was much less. With an ability like Zero, who had already reached the eighth step, the threat posed by the environment was almost negligible.
The evolution of genes and even of the body in all aspects had allowed the capable to escape from the realm of humans. It was just like the new member of Team Zero, Yoru. Although she was petite, she had wandered the wilderness alone for two years. This ability to be immune to the environment was not something that those muscular men with well-developed limbs and no abilities could do.
And this was just the smallest difference between a capable person and an ordinary person.
The Land Cruiser drove through the snow, and the modified vehicles were not impassable due to environmental changes. However, the environment of the new era limits the inconvenience of human beings in transportation and transportation, which is an indisputable fact. Otherwise, with the financial resources of Asgard s and Yongye City s, why would the expansion of their territory in the past few decades be so insignificant? This might have been another method that nature used to restrict humans.
Driving in the quiet snowy plains, Zero's thoughts were flying. He thought of many things, such as blueprints, routes to advance, people and things that he needed. All sorts of information flashed through his mind due to Su and the numbers he stored in his storage, waiting for the time when he needed to re
lease the numbers. Before that, he would need to continuously amend and eventually perfect and complete that ideal country.
Time flies when people are thinking. In the notion that zero might just be a moment, he could already see the outline of his company's ground floor. This was the first territory he had ever owned, and the ideal of zero would take root in this soil. Now, the Ideal Flower had sprouted a sprout. All he had to do was carefully protect it and nurture it into a towering tree.
As for now, Zero was going to pour water on it. This water will be brewed from blood. The blood of the soldiers might be there, but most of all, it would be the blood of the prey. Zero believed in this, and did not waver in his thoughts. To persevere in one's beliefs and not walk unhurriedly was to become a superior. Zero had begun to walk this road and would go a long way.
The SUV drove into the base, and ten minutes later, a war council was held at the base. After lunch, three big trucks and the A Land Cruiser s drove out of the base, forming a convoy that headed towards the vast snow plains, heading in the direction of the Els.
This time, it was the hundred soldiers who had just finished their training. As for those with the ability to do so, there were Zero, Brown, Hedwig and Yoru. As for Feng, Su and Berrien, they were left in the base. After all, this was a chance to inspect the fighting strength of the new recruits, and even Su Yun herself did not want to fight. He wanted to give the stage to this army that was led by Brown, so that they could objectively and comprehensively evaluate their true fighting strength.
As the caravan left the base, the task of "Dong Shou" officially began!
Chapter 380 - Dong Shou (II)
He picked up one of the Horned Bull's hind legs and brought the greasy part to his mouth. He bit down hard and tore off a large piece of the thick leg. The meat pieces chewed vigorously in the mouth filled with sharp teeth before being swallowed in one gulp.
Man Man was 235CM tall and weighed over 350 kilograms. He was an adult male of Els. He had thick fur all over his body, which made him unafraid of the cold weather. He was wearing a combination armor made from the bones and fur of metamorph s. It was just that the bones of a piece of land was randomly sewn together with threads of plant fibers. It was more important to decorate them rather than to defend.
In fact, this armor was a symbol of warriors in the Els. Warriors were second only to the patriarchs of the barbarians. They were highly respected, so whether it was the distribution of food or women, soldiers were the priority.
Man Man was not only a warrior, but also the captain of this patrol squad.
Another warrior passed a leather bag to Man Man. The bag was made from the skin of a Horned Bull, and inside the bag was the alcohol that the Els liked the most. There was no one in Els who did not like this kind of thing called alcohol. Of course, with their current brewing technology, they would not be able to create this kind of strong alcohol in a leather bag.
The Fiery Wine was provided by the guards of the Asgard, and they liked it a lot. After drinking it, the barbarian will feel hot all over, as if there is an endless amount of energy.
Unfortunately, Clan Chief Coase had suddenly massacred the guards and announced that he had broken off his relationship with Asgard. He did not know what the chief was thinking, nor did he plan to know. He only knew that as a result, the remaining wine in the tribe would be scarce. If he drank less, he wouldn't be able to drink as much as he used to. Now, he could only take small sips.
After drinking a small mouthful of strong liquor, the volatile alcohol had caused Man Man's body to feel hot. It let out a few vague syllables, which meant 'delightful' if translated into human language.
The Els had already developed his own language. Of course, a language composed of simple syllables could not express any complicated meaning. However, simple communication was already possible. The creation of language had made it possible for them to cooperate. This was also a manifestation of the wisdom of other races. The guards of the Asgard could communicate with them by learning their language. It was just that the languages produced by each tribe were different, so humans could not learn all of their languages.
After drinking a small mouthful of wine, Man Man let out a series of roars towards the eight to nine warriors behind her. The simple and rough syllables stopped for a moment, and the patrol ended their short rest. They held their crude stone axes, stood up with their clumsy bodies, and began their patrol work under Man Man's command.
The Els took over an old era small shelter in the rugged mountains. Although there were water purification units for humans to use, it was a pity that the intelligence of the people of the Els was not enough to use these equipment. Until the arrival of the Asgard's guards and the help of the humans, the Els only found out that there were actually treasures hidden in his lair.
During the turbulent times, clean water was even more precious than gold.
There's water, there's everything.
Similarly, having water would attract everything.
All these years, many of the foreign races had taken a fancy to the clean water unit in Els's base. In the last five years, there had been a conflict between three different races that had come together to snatch the Els's base. However, the power of the Els, as well as the support from the guards of the Asgard, allowed the Els to survive the war. As a result, patrols like the one that Man had now, for the past ten years, stopped at the very last moment.
Especially the sudden break with the Asgard, which made this kind of patrolling even more necessary. Els did not doubt the vengeful nature of this human race. In their eyes, these human-shaped monkeys would not let this go so easily.
Patrolling was a long and tedious process. If the members of the patrol didn't receive more resources than the ordinary soldiers, Man Man would not be doing this job. But this didn't stop Man Man from walking while she was taking a detour. Man Man had already started to imagine using the Horned Bull's liver for dinner that night. The liver of the Horned Bull was fat and oily, and after being roasted slightly it would turn golden, emitting an irresistible aroma.
After dinner, he would naturally have sex with his partners. This was one of his favorite sports, second only to cutting off the head of his prey. Through this most primitive of movements, the barbarian can both obtain pleasure and reproduce. However, regardless of which race it was, the chances of breeding were very low. It was completely incomparable to those undeveloped metamorph, or even ordinary humans.
It was as if there was some mysterious rule of nature that caused this to happen. It was as if it was an ability user or a foreign race, or an abyssal being like Angelguet. The more powerful the life, the lower their ability to reproduce, thereby maintaining the balance of the global biosecond.
Even so, Man insists on this primitive exercise every day. It was an action that surpassed intelligence and was guided by instinct. At this moment, the instinct caused Man Man's absent-minded head to suddenly awaken. In the cold air, Man Man smelled a special scent.
The smell of humans!
Man Man immediately made a hand gesture, and the members of the patrol immediately scattered. They agilely climbed up the nearby towering trees, and quickly concealed their whereabouts with the lush foliage and white snow.
After a while, two human men in adventurer attire appeared in Man Man's line of sight. The two humans were talking while stopping to take out a map from time to time to compare their surroundings. Once, they pointed to a certain direction in the mountains, which was the Els's base. The humans' intention was very clear, it was to take revenge on the Els base.
Whether it was out of revenge or some other motive, Man Man wasn't prepared to let the two of them return alive. But it did not attack immediately. Even if Man's intelligence was not as developed as its muscles, it knew that it was impossible for two humans to come to the Els's mountain range. This place was far away from human cities and was considered a barbaric land by humans. To be able to come here meant that these two humans definit
ely had companions backing them.
Man intended to catch them all in one fell swoop.
After the two humans had left, he let out a few odd syllables. One of the team members immediately jumped down from the tree and ran towards Els's base. At the same time, he would leave a mark so that it would be easier for the base's reinforcements to track him down.
After finishing all these, Man Man shouted a few more times, and followed the rest of the Els people down the ancient tree.
After circling around the mountainous area for over half an hour, he saw a few anti-radiation tents in the distance. It had discovered a human camp, which made Man Man smile. Judging from the number of tents, there should be around thirty humans in the camp. There were not many of them, but it was not a lot either. If it were just the Ordinary Soldier s, the barbarian team could exterminate all the humans in the camp.
It was already evening, and several humans were discussing something in the camp. Even though Man Man didn't understand the human language, but after interacting with the guard for a long time, she could roughly understand a word or two. These words contained the meaning of 'water' and 'slaves'. These humans actually started paying attention to their water and people.
Man decided to kill these arrogant humans unexpectedly.
After those few people finished their discussion and entered the radiation-proof tent, Man Man let out a syllable in a low voice. The patrollers spread out at once, surrounding the camp with the cover of grass and trees. They dropped their heavy weapons and took from their backs or waists what looked like the bones of some beast's legs.
These things were quivers. Inside the quivers, there were bone arrows filled with venom. The venom came from the poisonous glands in the Els, and by sticking to the bone arrows, it could numb the nerves of any enemies that were hit.
Be it the blade, axe and arrows, they were all made by the Ether race. Their intelligence was not high enough to produce gunpowder type weapons, but these cold weapons were still extremely powerful in the hands of the Els people. A few strange tremors were suddenly heard from within the camp, followed by a short scream. He knew that at least a dozen humans had been wounded by the arrows, so the remaining humans were no match for his patrol.