Chapter Seventy-Seven: Waves on the Flat Land (3)
With the whole mysterious and very mysterious water balloon, including the light blue aquatic grass that seemed to be a living thing inside, burrowed into the body along the nasal cavity, the layer of black gas on the face of the old man who was lying on the bed with a hideous expression was darker than his own skin, almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if the frost and snow met the sun, the natural enemy was current, and there was nothing to be done, not only that, but the other party's whole person seemed to be wrapped in an invisible layer of water, and his face was instantly radiant, and even those wrinkles accumulated by time, like layers of mountain ravines, were completely relaxed。
As a member of the Illuminati, Lu Yi, who is familiar with many secrets, has actually seen a lot of supernatural things, but at this moment, he still can't help but sigh softly in the language of the atrium: "What a magical treasure, the sea realm is so big, it is really strange, the sky outside is too vast, and the heroes look around, if it weren't for the protection of this law, I'm afraid that our human race would have been enslaved by the alien race a long time ago." ”
Morobeti didn't understand what he said at all, even if he understood every word, he wouldn't know what the other party was sighing about, in the end, he was still a frog at the bottom of the well, not to mention the sky above his head, even the mouth of the well was half covered by people, where was there any insight at all, but what he cared about was also the most practical thing, he looked at the old man on the bed without blinking, and watched the look on the old man's face getting better and better, and the painful color that was presented before because of poisoning quickly dissipated at this moment.
However, in just a few breaths, the old man who was in a dying state on the bed slowly opened his eyes, although the world in front of him was still vague, but his consciousness was already awake, and the old body came at this moment, the kind of strange and familiar youthful vitality, so that he was able to support the bed and sit up.
Seeing this, Morobetti was worried that he had accidentally bumped into him, so he hurried up and stretched out his hand to hold him firmly, and he shouted in surprise to the old man.
"You're awake, Great Chief, you're awake, you're awake at last."
The old man looked to the side, although the figure in front of him couldn't see his face clearly, but the kind voice and familiar figure made him already know in his heart, his mouth squirmed slightly, he looked around with a confused face, and said softly: "It turned out to be Betty, I, I, where am I?"
Morobetti held the old man with one hand, wiped away the tears of excitement from the corners of his eyes with the other, and explained with a joyful smile: "This is your dormitory. ”
The old man's eyes finally focused slowly, he looked around one by one with a sudden realization, and then asked a little confusedly, "I, what's wrong with me?"
Before Morobetti could explain, Lu Yi interjected with a smile next to him: "Great Chief, you were poisoned before, to be precise, someone poisoned you. ”
"Foreigners?"
The old man turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked at Lu Yi, who was obviously yellow-skinned, standing next to him, and couldn't help frowning, but he was relieved in a blink of an eye, although he was old, although the ghost vulture tribe was actually the most traditional Rakshasa tribe in the entire Brana, but in fact, he was far better than the people in his own tribe, or the people of other tribes, and his mind was more open-minded, after all, he was the great chief, and he had the obligation to lead the tribe to prosperity and prosperity, plus out of trust in Morobeti, a close relative, so even if a foreigner suddenly appeared next to his bedside, he still did not open his mouth to scold, or call the guards loudly。
It's a kind of bearing.
Morobetti here, in his heart, is also very grateful to Lu Yi, just now that little mustard, also disappeared with the old man's sobriety, besides, in this world, where is there medicine, it will be so effective, it will be so magical, a dying person, after feeding, can immediately dispel poison and heal, and make people wake up in just a few breaths, and even the state of the body is several times better than before the poisoning, this kind of treasure is indeed a priceless treasure, the other party's words just now, although it is a little straightforward, but there is nothing wrong。
"Great Chief, let me introduce you, this is a guest who just came to visit our tribe today, and you can recover thanks to him for your diagnosis and treatment just now!"
At the very least, the current Morobeti is unwilling for the other party to have a conflict with the big chief, and the big chief who can take out this level of treasure to save them, this kind of sincerity, at least, he has not seen any foreigner have.
After listening to Morobeti's words, the old man turned his head to look at Lu Yi next to him again, and said with some surprise: "You?"
He lifted the quilt, the whole person struggled, barely got up from the bed, and unceremoniously shook off Morobetti, who wanted to come over to support him, the old man tried to stand up straight, stretched out his hand, and gently slapped his chest towards Lu Yi, showing enough respect.
"Thank you, foreigner, for saving my life no matter what!"
After Lu Yi lost one hand, he waved his hand with the other hand, signaling that the other party did not need to worry, he said with a sincere smile: "This is just a gamble, but also a transaction, although today is the first time I come to your tribe, but it seems that I think you are the only one who can cooperate with us, and on the other hand, we are also the only object you can cooperate with, so I chose to save you, because I think that if you die, big chief, maybe in the future, the ghost vulture tribe will fall to our enemy." ”
Morobetti just wanted to open his mouth to stop the other party, not wanting him to tell everything like this at this time and in this kind of place, but after thinking about it, he still gave up, first, this was originally what he promised the other party, and after the matter was completed, he would help him introduce him to the big chief, and second, since the big chief was still here, his words were the supreme order of the entire tribe, and it was inconvenient for him to act on his behalf.
The old man frowned tightly and looked at him seriously, and Lu Yi also had a calm smile on his face, and did not shy away from it, he pretended not to understand some of the hidden things in the other party's words, just sighed softly, and said helplessly: "What should come, it will come after all, you should be from Liangguo." ”
Lu Yi nodded, stretched out his hand without hesitation, and praised: "The big chief is a smart man. ”
The old man smiled, shook his head slightly, and said in a very sincere tone: "The people of Liangguo are the most aggressive, the entire southern land, there has never been a great unification, and no one has even occupied half of the territory, only Liangguo, your king, is born warlike, and cooperates with you, we foreigners, can only be cannon fodder to die, on the contrary, I prefer to see you foreigners fighting each other, it is best to keep it divided, we Brahmana, in order to have room to survive." ”
Even Lu Yi had to admit that this old man was a real wise man who had been polished by the years, he may not be very good at scheming, nor may he be able to play with people's hearts, but at least, in terms of the general trend, he is a Rakshasa clan who has seen it most thoroughly.
Although the Sand Sea is vast, even larger than the Wei Kingdom and the Jin Kingdom combined, the vast majority of them are places where people cannot live, and resources are scarce, which also leads to the fact that the population of the Rakshasa tribe is far less than that of the Terrans of other countries, so they will all be soldiers, which is completely forced to do so.
Because the population of the tribes is too small and the location is scattered, if they want to gain a foothold in the Southland, they must be united, and they must be in the middle of the chaos when the outside world is already in chaos, so that they can survive in the middle of it, and occasionally they can run out to make some gains, and people have no energy to take care of them.
They can't control the situation in the outside world, they don't have any way to change the situation, and with their stupid brains, they are not good at playing with power, so when they are inferior in resourcefulness and absolute strength, they can't affect the outside world at all.
Besides, because of this black skin, they are completely rejected by the surrounding countries, if they dare to be bold enough to get involved in the outside world, they will inevitably be attacked by a group, which is also the helplessness of the Rakshasa clan, although it is said that they are all human races, but it is just a little different, so that they are completely regarded as aliens.
Having said that, since the balance of the outside world can only be watched from the other side, the internal balance must not be broken, otherwise it will inevitably end up with the destruction of the whole clan, once they accept the help of outsiders, because of a little favor, or self-righteous alliance with outsiders, it is like throwing a little spark directly into a pile of dry firewood, which will ignite in an instant and turn into a raging fire that burns the entire pyre.
The Garo Khanate, in fact, is the best example, as long as there is a tribe, such as the Viper tribe taken by the Liang people, and accepts the invitation to form an alliance, then the next thing is simply out of control.
With someone taking the lead, at least the psychological sense of resistance will be weakened, coupled with the other party's candy and stick strategy, either you rise up to resist, and finally end up scarred, and the result is annexed by the same clan who took advantage of the fire to rob, or it also attracts other external forces into the sand sea to confront each other, but that is just to drink to quench thirst, a drop in the bucket, once the external forces pour in, it is better to lure the wolf into the house, it is easy to send God to God, these people are impossible to let go of this enclave, just peace of mind to form an alliance and help each other, what they want is just annexation and submission。
This is not to say that the Rakshasa are stupid, in fact, there are such examples of all races, because human nature is inherently selfish, and even once they become the lackeys of outsiders, they will bite their fellow clansmen, and they will be more ferocious and hardworking than others, because when you fall, the only thing that can comfort you is not to get back up, but to see others fall as well.
Therefore, from beginning to end, even if he watched the ghost vulture tribe fall from the strongest to the weakest, and even now facing the danger of being attacked and divided, he did not want to accept the benefits thrown by the foreigners, because he knew that as long as a precedent was set, it would be out of control, and this was a line that could not be crossed.
As a pure Brahman, he would rather die at the hands of his own people than see foreigners come and enslave their whole people, and even more so bend his knees and be a dog.
"It's different, Great Chief. Lu Yi said eloquently, "If the Brahmana tribe is still an indestructible whole, if you will never accept the meat thrown by others, then you can indeed rely on the geographical advantage of this desert to be in a corner of peace, the most unfortunate, even if you are really recruited, or it sounds better, and form an alliance with the surrounding countries, but because you have military power in hand, you can still earn a lot of benefits from outsiders, but now? The Brahmana tribe has been divided, this is already a foregone conclusion, and if you don't seek refuge in the Ming Lord now, do you have to wait for death?"
Although the old man had a calm face, it was because the other party said what was on his mind, and he was only worried about the future of the whole clan, but he was not angry because of the other party's offensive words.
He looked at Lu Yi, sighed deeply, and said in an extremely sad tone: "Lord Ming, your Lord is not our Lord Ming, you foreigners, what you say on your lips is better than the other, in fact, the calculations in your heart, one is more than the other, the promises you made in the morning, the sun has not yet set, these are the truths explored by the ancestors of our Brahmana tribe with blood and tears, do you really think that we are as easy to deceive as the goshawk tribe?"
The old man still had some complaints, not for other people, but for the legendary omnipotent gods, why, why they were different, why were they all human races, but they were not accepted by their kind, and were even regarded as beasts, barbarians, why, why did he, who was omniscient and omnipotent, create such an alien caught in the middle, just to watch their miserable lives for fun?
They are neither truly alien nor considered to be real human races, and they are just a bunch of poor creatures who have to work hard to survive.
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The update is not powerful, I really want to say sorry to everyone, I am also hesitant to open a new book, it is true that the results of this book are not ideal, limiting the enthusiasm for creation, I am also sorry.
Of course, even if a new book is really opened, it will definitely have to give everyone a deserved ending after the end of the Nandi chapter.
It's just that, how to put it, of course, I have a certain pursuit of creation, so I don't want to write something that caters to the market, but the biggest problem in human life is to eat.