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His horizons are far from being broad to that level, because he is still only an earthling, and his vision is only limited to the earth, and he has not even figured out the situation in the solar system, let alone the Milky Way, and even the entire cosmic plane, or even the situation outside the plane.

Therefore, he did not know at the moment that the earth's human civilization was about to encounter a huge threat in half a year.

He just let the moonlight shine on his face, let his skin inhale the moonlight as energy, and continued his cranky thoughts.

Someone on Earth already knew that the threat was approaching, and sent a messenger to report it, but the messenger was still blocked from entering.

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East Africa, in the State of Kenya.

Dozens of negroes sat around a dead tree, and every moment in them some of them took turns to dance and sacrifice in front of the dead tree, each with a tired look and chapped lips - no way, they had been worshipping here for more than thirty hours in a row.

They are one of the oldest tribes in Africa, and the purpose of their sacrifice is, of course, to let the "gods" protect them from the "elves" who want to ventilate the news, the flying spiders.

At this time, the sun has not yet set on this land of East Africa.

A few black teenagers brought food to the elders, after all, no matter how these elders could communicate with the gods behind the totem, they were still mortal in the flesh.

It's just that this time, the teenagers who delivered the rice brought not only food, but also a young man.

This man is not wearing tribal clothes, but wearing a serious suit, although the sun is setting at the moment, but this is Africa after all, and the temperature in the evening is not low, looking at his dusty appearance, he should have come in a hurry, so he was sweating profusely.

"Appman, your grandson is here. An elder sitting on the ground said to the old man with antlers beside him.

This old man with antlers should be the eldest of these elders, and his status should be the highest, he has been closing his eyes and listening to reminders, before he opened his eyes, turned his head to look, and sure enough, he saw his grandson, the grandson who had rebelled since he was a child and refused to be the heir of the elders.

The old priest was surprised by the arrival of his grandson, who was not at all interested in the traditional totems and gods worshiped by the tribe, but was interested in the cities on the other side of Mount Kenya outside the tribe.

His grandson was a stubborn man, and when he was a teenager, in order to be able to study and live in the city, he actually climbed the towering Mount Kenya alone with his rations!

Of course, at that time, the so-called city on the other side of the mountain was only relative to their primitive tribes, and compared to the metropolises of the developed countries, the "city" on the other side of the mountain could only be regarded as a large village at best.

The grandson of the old priest went to the city and worked and learned at the same time, and in his words, he did not want to inherit the position of elder, and even if he could be enlightened, he was not interested in it—he had a big heart, and he wanted to contribute to more people, more tribes, and a wider range, not to guard that small tribe like his grandfather.

Because of his hard work and intelligence, he was recognized by a school in the city and sent to China to learn knowledge as an international student.

Three years later, he returned, and he opened his own educational institution in that city, teaching what he had learned to more people.

In every sense of the word, he was a good and positive young man, but his tribe did not approve of him because he had discarded traditions.

But he still often goes back to the tribe, to see his parents and grandfather, to see the tribesmen.

As soon as he came back today, he saw locusts flying all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and they did not disperse for a long time.

As the grandson of the old priest, even if he did not intend to become an elder, he knew something about this scene, and he would not be naïve enough to think that it was a plague of locusts.

Then his father told him about the future that the elders had calculated, and their plans to upend the human order outside of Africa.

Blocking the spider elf, those humans outside Africa will not be able to get the alarm in time, and after half a year, the existing civilization of mankind will be almost devastated, but these tribes in their Africa have their own totem protection, and when the situation outside subsides, Africa can be regarded as really rising, and there is no longer any need to be oppressed and exploited by those disgusting developed countries.

Especially those European and American white skins who want to vomit when they look at it, they make the whole world unable to hear the voice of Africa, they have plundered African minerals since hundreds of years ago, massacre and enslave a large number of black people, and let countless ancient tribes be genocided, even if they survive, they are sold to other continents as cattle like pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep.

It is an absolutely indelible hatred, no matter how many generations have passed, as long as there are still people who remember that humiliating history.

However, no matter how they were able to communicate with the gods, they could not protect the people of this land in the troubled times of the past, because faith could not be directly transformed into force, at most, it could only be done like now, through the medium of so many elders who worked tirelessly to manipulate the swarm of locusts.

So, since the totem power of their faith is so weak, how can they say that they can survive in the "Civilization Tribulation" half a year later, relying on the protection of the totem?

Because the power of the totem is not weak at all, because the "gods" of the ancient era made a promise that human beings would fight each other, and they would not care, and when they encountered real foreign enemies, they would "wield" to help, provided that they got faith.

And those who believe in these ancient totems are left with the various tribes scattered on the land of Africa, so when the time comes, only they will be saved.

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The old priest's grandson had the same name as his grandfather, also named Appman, and he naturally knew that history, and naturally hated the greedy and barbaric Westerners, but he still wanted to stop it, because he did not think that bringing in foreign enemies would make Africans happier.

His grandfather and so many elders in front of him had inherited not only the skills of the previous generation of elder priests, but also their hatred, which could always blind people's reason, even these old and old people.

If the guys mentioned in the oracle who are coming in half a year are really "Avengers" and are coming back to take their homeland, then they will definitely not be kinder than those white people, on the contrary, they should be more brutal!

In order to deal with the evil neighbor who often bullies him, it is too stupid to recruit an even more brutal perverted murderer to kill the neighbor and replace him!

"Grandpa, elders, stop!"