If you want to change the world, you should first change yourself.

Standing on the top of the ancient tree hills, Zhou Qingfeng overlooked the surface of the entire Silver Leaf City ruins, and he couldn't see anything in the dark. Only a few kilometers away, a large fire burned in the distance, illuminating a small area.

After eating their stomachs, the goblins will find a random tree nest and sleep in it. Wait until you're hungry and then crawl out to find something to eat. On weekdays, they live on mushrooms, reptiles and other foods. This outbreak of acidophilic ants, they can be considered happy.

In the competition of comprehensive strength, the acidophilus ants who lost the big defeat hid in the dungeon. But after all, it wasn't an ant nest that ants had been operating for decades. The goblins were hungry and busy in the middle of the night, throwing their lit firewood into the dug passages.

Under the blazing fire, the acidophilus ants guarding the passage were either roasted or smoked to death. Their constant death blast only scares the goblins away for a moment, and the greenskins, who only have a five-minute memory, will repeatedly haunt them.

So the acidophilus ants can only retreat deeper into the dungeon, or dig ventilation tunnels elsewhere. But none of this has solved the root cause.

This area of the dungeon is the lair of the Magru tribe, where tens of thousands of goblins are gathered. No one is more familiar with this place than they are. No matter how many vents the acidophilus ant digs, it will be spotted immediately, and the burning wood will be dropped in a few moments.

Dungeons are natural defenses and natural barriers. Without air, the remaining acidophilus ants can only be suffocated underneath. As a result, they can only counterattack in vain, constantly break through, keep trapping, and repeat the stage.

From day to night and from night to day. Faced with increasingly severe losses, the queen ant had to declare her desire to negotiate in a psychic connection, then express conditional surrender, and finally be unconditionally willing to die.

"Victor. Hugo, I know you've raised a new queen. If you win, I can die and give you the rest of the colony. Take everything with you, just keep our race. ”

From the depths of the dungeon, the current queen ant goes from hysterical mania to helpless begging for mercy. It consumes its own soul to send out an uninterrupted psychic connection, just to get a decent ending.

Zhou Qingfeng, who was standing on the top of the ancient tree hills, did not respond. Beside him, the new queen 'Big Red' was waving her tentacles repeatedly, seemingly confused by the psychic information she received. As for the acidophilus ants under its control, they are a little restless at best.

The will of the goddess Angelis could not be violated, and the grief for mercy continued all night. Until a few days later, Zur. Grayfur happily reports that his goblins have found a makeshift ant nest in the barracks of the dungeon.

In addition to a large number of acidophilus ants that suffocated to death, there was also a large white and chubby queen in the nest. Unfortunately, when the goblins found the queen, they immediately scrambled for the corpse, and finally ate it all, leaving not even a single scum.

"I see." Zhou Qingfeng was sitting on a rock, holding a copy of "Persona of the Intelligent Race" in his hand, which mentioned some anecdotes and wild histories that had been lost in the long river of time. One of them intrigued him......

'In almost all the ancient empires that perished, papermaking was introduced. And when papermaking replaces parchment rolls on a large scale, and then can spread civilization cheaply and conveniently, an unstoppable catastrophe will occur. ’

At the end of the article, a sentence is written in bold font: Papermaking is taboo, and so is printing!

I don't know who wrote this pamphlet, and I don't even have the name of the author. But given the time of the emergence of the 'Gate of True Knowledge', this idea was raised at least a thousand years ago.

Zhou Qingfeng laughed, looked at the old goblin who came to report, and asked, "For those acid-emolin ants, have they suffered an irresistible catastrophe?" ”

"Of course." The old goblin nodded.

"The demon army that invaded the Northland fifty years ago was also an irresistible catastrophe."

The old goblin nodded again.

"For tens of millions of years, those great empires that suddenly declined at the peak of their national strength have also faced various disasters."

This time the old goblin didn't nod, it didn't understand at all. But Ciric, who had been silent, scolded angrily: "Boy, what do you want to say? Don't think that you know a lot after reading some history books, your ignorance and speculation are ridiculous. ”

"I'm wondering how to avoid the invisible mastermind."

"There is no mastermind behind the scenes, and the decline of those civilizations is their own infliction. It is the arrogance, greed, arrogance, and uncontrolled ambition of the rulers that cause the tragedy. If they could be moderate, they wouldn't be so. ”

"Cirek, why are you so excited all of a sudden? God of Murder, Is Your Priesthood of Lies Back? I didn't ask you at all, but you took the initiative to argue. Could it be that I guessed something right? ”

"You ......" Ciric's anger did come very suddenly, and after forcibly pressing it, he said in a deep voice: "Mortal, you don't understand the greatness of the gods at all. Without us, this world would have been destroyed long ago. ”

"I don't think so." Zhou Qingfeng got up to clean up the 'Gate of True Knowledge' and said goodbye to Zuer. Grayskin said, "Get your men out of the dungeon, and don't mess with it." Otherwise, what kind of curse will be provoked, and acidophilus ants are role models. ”

The old goblin agreed, "What about the business you talked about earlier?" ”

Zhou Qingfeng took out a wolf skin, "Next, I will build a road to you, you transport the raw materials recorded on the wolf skin to my Harmony Village, and I will provide you with some weapons and medicines." ”

"Can you provide food?"

"A small amount may be there, but don't count on too much, I lack it myself."

"Do you want to recruit some bear goblin mercenaries? It's cheap, just feed them. ”

"No, it's too hard to feed them."

The old goblin wanted to make as much profit as possible, even at the cost of betraying his own people. It's just that the chips it has in hand are too few and too few, and Zhou Qingfeng can't look at it at all. To put it simply, they are too poor to have any oil or water.

To complete the second mission of the goddess Angris, Zhou Qingfeng also has to leave the elven ruins. When he left, it was a mighty one, and more than 2,000 acidophilic ants who had returned to him hugged each other to open the way for him.

More than 300,000 acid-emolin ants poured out like a tide, opening up an open area hundreds of meters wide in the Black Forest. Zhou Qingfeng's way home was to use more than 2,000 acidophilus ants to re-level the road, even if it was a road.

On the way back, the remaining colony returned to its original nest. A lot of ant eggs were brought out, and seedlings of glowing moss and underground mushrooms were also brought in.

The previous ant colony was able to grow a scale of more than 300,000 people, all thanks to these two plants. Uncle Zhou even tried to eat a few bites by himself, and the taste was definitely not very good, but it was so good that it could not be eaten.

The road home was uneventful, and there were no twists and turns. Zhou Qingfeng rode on horseback, bowed his head and pondered: "What about raising maggots in the future?" Or keep cockroaches? Or earthworm farming? The question is, what do you take to raise it? What a headache for the ecological cycle! ”