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Negan was furious, and shouted sternly in a low voice: "What nonsense are you talking about that gives us great strength, so that we can give birth to cracking tigers and leopards with our bare hands, and the impact of hard-topped bulls is even two or three times stronger than the half-dragon ogre; 'Divine Berry Magic' allows us to survive comfortably in the deep jungle, 'Detection Magic' allows us to avoid dangerous magical beasts and other monsters, and 'Self-Change' can~~"

Lexor interrupted impatiently: "Don't mention any 'self-changing', that kind of spell can only change appearance! Everything else hasn't changed! Yes, we can turn into a large jungle and climb mountains, but we don't really do it, but we just make our appearance close to a large jungle! We don't even have the agility and speed that we don't have! This kind of transformation spell is not used at all!" He pointed to the sky excitedly: "Haven't you thought about why our people were slaughtered? Why are more than 200 of us chased around like lost dogs, chased around by a few priests of the god God? Those ancestral things are useless! Yes, we are all Hercules, but what good equipment do we have? No! Except for those stupid wooden sticks and the big scimitars seized from others, we don't even have a second-class demonic weapon, so what is the use of a huge force? What is the use of our extraordinary strength when others fly into the sky? As for defense, apart from the tree skin technique and the stone skin technique, we don't even have a decent scale armor at first sight. In what battle did we not suffer? Even the ability to heal quickly could not save the lives of those comrades. As for what the 'magic berry technique' is, it is not just the 'grain making technique' of other people. If all of us knew how to make food, we wouldn't have to wander around so hard looking for fields where berry plants could be grown. ”

Carnigan, who was already old and as old as the bark of an old tree, was suddenly dumbfounded, and held back for a long time before he whispered: "Anyway, we are all hidden sub-giants, we have our own natural traditions, this is a gift given to us by our ancestors, we can't just abandon it~~"

Lexor interrupted angrily, "But I heard that you also left your 'traditions' behind when you were young, and ran away to the Governor Empire for nearly ten years before returning!

Kanigan's face was red and white, and he froze for a while before sighing: "Not bad~~ I did leave, I did go to the interior of the Governor Empire, and even believed in the six-armed god of war for a while. But, it is precisely because I have believed in them, that I have experienced some things, that I know that they are dangerous! Their things are not as beautiful as they seem, and they are not suitable for our hermit giants. It's meant to be!"

Lexso became more and more angry, and almost quarreled with him: "What are you born with?! These are all reasons why you don't want to make progress! It is because you and those ancestors have not sought progress for thousands of years, and have survived in the deep mountains and old forests, that they have fallen into the current situation! Look at how big the gap must be between us and others, it is as easy as shooting a flock of wild birds to kill us, and we can't even touch a single hair of others." Isn't it the 'tradition' that does not want to make progress that has harmed us in this field? This is true not only in terms of military force, but also in all aspects. We eat either berries or nuts every day, or we nibble on dried meat with salt. Listen to the centaurs again, they eat roast lamb with dozens of spices, the delicious tender meat can melt in the mouth, the mouth full of aroma is more charming than the most fragrant flowers, they drink the sweetest mare's milk wine, as if the warm fire has entered the body, not afraid of a cold wind and frost, it is the best fitness drink in the world, they wear water-draining clothes made of the softest wool, after wearing it on the body, it is like a baby's hand caressing the whole body, ten thousand times stronger than our hard and cold leather armor! I say 10,000 times!"

Carnigan was not in the slightest intimidated by his excitement, but simply pushed back coldly: "Do you think that all these things come for nothing? Do you think that all people will enjoy those things? You are so naïve! The things that people let you know are what people want you to know."

How much do you know about things that people don't want you to know? I was as naïve as you were back then, and I didn't know what was really going on until I got outside—not what they boasted about at all! Let me tell you that the most delicious lamb meat must have been made from a few centaurs, but the people who made the food certainly didn't get half of it! The sweet mare's milk must have been selected from a large number of inferior mare's milk wines, and it would be nice to get half a pound of a hundred pounds of throat-burning bad wine. Do you think anyone can drink it? Wrong! Only those powerful people who are high up in the army can afford to drink! The two centaur priests and chiefs were the powerful men of the clan, and of course they ate well, drank well, and dressed well. The rest of the people were able to wear two sheepskins, and they already had to thank the gods. Don't you know, the finest wool is for the powerful, and the wool is sold for money, and the worst wool is reserved for ordinary centaurs to stuff their clothes to protect themselves from the cold. I've heard about it long ago when I traveled around the Governor's Empire!" he leaned close to Lexo and said in a cold voice: "Don't think that the outside world is very beautiful, those 'beautiful' only belong to a small group of people, and the rest of the people are all enslaved, oppressed, exploited, and deceived objects! I was also deceived by the 'beautiful world' outside, but in the end I found out that this 'beautiful world' was built on the pain, suffering, and death of countless people, and it was born by mutual enslavement. Do you want us to abandon our traditions and enslave each other?"

Leke retorted unconvinced: "Then we can also enslave others! It's 10,000 times better than being hunted down and looked down upon everywhere now!"

Kanigan said fiercely: "Who are we going to enslave? Who is going to enslave this rat and stone all over the ground? Who will be willing to say that others are enslaved and controlled? He was almost yelling excitedly: "Because."

Something that runs in our veins. We're not good at this T+ know?!"

Luxe was also annoyed. He yelled at his own chieftain, "I don't know! I know that if you learn from them, you will have the most delicious meat." The best to drink local wine, there is the most~~"

Carnigan interrupted, "They do have the most delicious meat." But do you think you must be the one who eats the meat? You're the one who was enslaved! When the time comes, you'll have to stay by honestly and pick up other people's scraps like a wild dog. ”

Lexor interrupted impatiently waving his hand, "But what if I succeed? We're where we are today! Aren't all those slaughtered and relegated to slavery living according to the traditions you mentioned? Didn't they end up with a miserable end? We just don't want to be slaughtered, we don't want to be enslaved. That's why we need to change! Only change can give us a chance to free ourselves from the fate of enslavement. Otherwise, we will be enslaved! What we want is the opportunity to change. Not only to change our destiny. It can also change our lives. Don't you really like the good meat and wine?"

Carnigan choked again. Ground is true. Either enslave others. Or be enslaved by someone else. That's how crazy the world is right now. He stared at the young man silently for a long time. Only then did he sigh heavily. Make a final effort: "Even if you succeed in enslaving others." I ate good meat and wine. It is not necessarily true happiness. Seemingly delicious meat will spoil your stomach. Watching some seemingly luscious and charming drinks will corrupt your bones. The soft wool will wear down your will. Eventually, you'll become one of those troubadours who make people fat. Ride on the head of others and be powerful. ”

On the other side, Luxor just snorted coldly: "That's ten thousand times better than eating tasteless berries, nuts and shriveled fishy meat all day long!"

Carnigan continued to retort: "It's because you didn't match it well. Berries and nuts can be used in a reasonable combination with other plants. It's still delicious. The deflated meat is made into smoked meat by burning it on a specific branch, and it still has a strong and pleasant taste. Lexop as long as you give up the anxiously ** mentality. Carefully feel the taste of the fruit entering the tongue and stomach every time you chew. Give up all kinds of thoughts about chasing feelings. You will find the so-called 'deflated' in the ground. In fact, it is still a very special artistic conception. ”

Lexor on the other side suddenly sneered and said: "'Artistic conception'? What's the use of that thing? Isn't it just self-absorption? Hmph, it's really cheap self-absorption on the top of the head, people are 'intoxicated' and music, what else do we have but shouting and beating some hard wooden drums?"

Canigan almost sighed in the sky, for decades the entire Hidden Asian Giants have been scattering and fleeing, or being slaughtered and enslaved by the Bendoe Empire, and the younger generation has lived in this environment since childhood, and has long longed for the powerful outside world, and many people no longer have the heart to appreciate the essence of tradition. As a result, what they see is always only superficial phenomena, and they cannot see those deeper things inside, which are the knowledge and abilities that their ancestors exchanged for their own destiny. Is it going to be completely cut off in this generation?

So he patiently said in a serious tone: "That's not self-absorption, but another experience and thinking about nature." As for music, our music is not used to stir the mind, but to communicate with nature and inherit natural knowledge, which can make us understand the relationship between everything in nature, so that we can better survive without destroying the nature around us. In this way, our people will be able to prosper forever. ”

Lexso almost burst into a miserable laugh: "We're all dying! Put away your music, I'm not going to listen to that useless stuff anymore."

I just want to hear the heroic and majestic songs, the majestic trumpets that lead us to 'eternal prosperity.' Didn't you hear the Centaur priest's singing just now??, how can that power be compared to 'traditional music'?!"

Carnigan said slowly, "Traditional music is music derived from nature, in fact, the sound of nature is 'traditional music', this kind of music has its own power, that is, the power of nature. You listen to the sound of the wind blowing rocks and snow and it is the music of nature. Therein lies enormous, long-lasting power. And the constant sound of running water, which brings the music of life. And the sound of the plant shoots breaking through the ground, it was the joyful music of the thriving. The cries of the beasts and birds in the mountains, it was the music of the unyielding struggle. It's just that you never go to appreciate it. ”

Le Ke really had no choice but to say in a muffled voice: "What a mess, a group of chaotic noises are blown by you like flowers blooming." Anyway, I couldn't hear the rhythm of them, and I couldn't feel any power in them. Hmph, they are really powerful, I scold them all day long, why don't I see them come back? Are you afraid of me? It's funny!"

Unexpectedly, Carnigan replied very seriously: "Of course they will respond to you!" but they will not respond to you with their voices, but with fate. When you carefully observe them and communicate with them carefully with your actions, you will be able to live freely in them, and you will be able to obtain fruits, meat, and salt. When you don't listen to them, you don't observe and communicate, you find yourself in prison, and you're in a lot of pain. Therefore, do not listen with your ears and communicate with your mouth, but 'listen' with your heart and brain, and 'communicate' with your actions. This way you will discover endless treasures. ”

Lexor finally got impatient, and waved his hand again and again to interrupt: "Okay, okay, you people just talk a lot of nonsense! What kind of bullshit 'infinite treasure'? We don't even have a second-class demonic weapon or a strong crossbow now, what treasure do we have?! Those priests of the god Geggs never listened to any natural music, and they still chased us like wild wolves chasing rabbits, and we fled everywhere in the mountains, until we fled to this snowy mountain, and so many people died. If it weren't for the fact that this place was far away from the Governor Empire, they would still continue to chase and kill! People never pay attention to 'nature', but they can crisscross the deep mountains and old forests with ease. Looking at us again, when did this nonsense 'nature' help us?! I only see the people fall one after another in its cold wind and fierce beasts, and it is strangling us! Why do we want this kind of bastard thing?! We just need strength!"

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