Father Mavie

Chapter 438 Civilization, Evolution, Background (Subscription!!!)
On the streets of Red Square, Babas, the leader of the snake people, walked side by side with Saka, the leader of the tree spirits, and Jaga, the leader of the Chimora tribe. They left St. Basil's Cathedral without anyone stopping them, and there were no pursuers behind them. Just like Ma Wei said, as long as they don't take the initiative to harm humans, they can leave at any time.

"Babas, what are you thinking now?" Wriggling the thick rhizome of his arm, Saka, the leader of the dryad tribe, looked at Babas, who had been observing the human city of Mosk with a blank face, and asked in a hoarse voice.

".I wonder when the snake-human race will be able to establish such a civilization." Hissing out his forked tongue, Babas said very seriously.

"Civilization." Saka began to meditate: "I don't quite understand the meaning of civilization. For our dryads, it is enough to have a piece of land that can be inhabited, and the rest will go with the flow. I have never thought of establishing any civilization. .”

"The tree spirits have a long lifespan, almost eternal life, and few needs. Naturally, we don't have to fight for anything. But our snake-human race is different. If we want to continue for a long time, we will definitely conflict with human civilization. We need resources, and humans also need resources. .”

"According to what you said, the snake race and humans should be in a competitive relationship. If so, why did you come to this meeting?" Saka asked.

"Because the place where we recovered has long been occupied by humans." Babas looked at the tall Mosk Theater in the distance and said: "The land is the one who grabs it. The land has no thoughts, but the life that lives on the land With thought, competition is like a fist, and whoever has the bigger fist will have more territory."

"The place where the snake-human race recovers, in the eyes of humans, is the land belonging to the Romanov Kingdom. If you have read the book, you will know that there is a common sense of territorial sovereignty in human society. For example, if you are on this land Born, your ancestors have lived on this land for generations, you should be the master of this land, and human beings will naturally regard the land as their own property.”

The branches and leaves swayed, as if nodding, Saka said: "Actually, we extraordinary people are the same. If you enclose a piece of land, you will regard it as your own territory and home."

"However, the difference between human beings and many extraordinary races is that they will live together with some beings, such as livestock in captivity at home, and birds and beasts in the forest. You say they are cruel, and they are indeed cruel, but you can say that they have a broad mind, It’s really broad-minded.” Babas said: “I found that as long as you don’t declare the sovereignty of a certain area and encroach on the fruits of their labor, human beings have a very weak sense of territory. Many animals can live with humans, as long as they Acknowledge the dominance of human beings, and you can get human help."

Saka leaned over the branch, and the old man looked at Babas with a motionless face: "Admitting the dominance of human beings is called a pet. Are the snake-humans willing to become pets that are manipulated by humans?"

"No, but the Blood Race and the Seran Race have shown me another possibility." Babas said in a deep voice, "We extraordinary races may really be able to integrate into human society and live with them."

"Why do you want to live with humans?" Saka was very puzzled.

"Because of progress." Babas' tone was firm, not at all like a joke: "More than two months ago, I woke up from the grave. I was very lucky. I met a human peddler near the main road. When I saw me, I was so frightened that I dropped the carriage and fled, and the whole carriage of books fell into my hands."

"One of the books mentioned the integration process of tribe-collective-socialization. After reading it, I found that human civilization is constantly evolving. From tribe to federation, from federation to kingdom, human social civilization is constantly changing. Changes, and each change makes humanity stronger."

"This is civilization and the evolution of human beings. Perhaps human beings are too weak to compete with extraordinary beings like us, but they have established churches through civilization and used collective forms to fight against danger. Isn't this a kind of great wisdom? "

Babas spoke faster and faster, as if these words had been pressed in his heart for a long time: "Let the weak no longer be weak, and let the strong no longer be strong. Civilization is like a raging fire that can overthrow everything, constantly urging human progress. .”

"The book says that hundreds of years ago, human beings were still in the Iron Age, and they used swords to fight against danger. Hundreds of years later, a weapon called musket appeared. If a few hundred years later, what will human civilization develop? "

"Human beings are constantly progressing and evolving, but we extraordinary races have been hesitating in place, relying on our innate strength and not wanting to make progress. These strengths have brought us convenience, but they will also destroy us."

Listening to Babas' deduction, Saka fell into deep thought for a long time before saying, "Do you want to learn from humans and let the snake people join this evolution?"

"This may be our last chance." Babas sighed, "The Church of Truth needs us today, but will it need us tomorrow?"

"If you had already made your decision, why did you leave the church just now?"

"Humans have many kingdoms, with different powers and different camps. The snake-human race has more than one choice, but I must choose a kingdom for the tribe that will not abandon us in the future. Integrity is very important. A kingdom or church without integrity is Absolutely cannot be trusted."

Babas stopped suddenly, turned his head to look at St. Basil's Cathedral in the distance, and after confirming that there were no pursuers, he said, "I want to go back. What are your plans?"

Saka, the leader of the tree spirit tribe, remained silent, still hesitating, and Jaga, the leader of the Chimora tribe, was also hesitant, somewhat in a dilemma.

They believe that Ma Wei has integrity, and they also believe that the Church of Truth will not send troops to chase them down, but going back means believing in the truth, making a contract, and joining the Church of Truth.
Everyone is the leader of the extraordinary race, who is usually high above the others, who would be willing to become a vassal of other forces?
The snake people have their own reasons to go back, but what reason do the tree spirits need?

They live in the deepest part of the primeval forest and have nothing to do with the world. No matter what happens in the outside world, they have nothing to do with them. They have a nearly infinite life span, and they don't care about the change of human dynasties.

In the eyes of the dryads, the lifespan of human beings is just a snap of the fingers. It is fleeting, like a shooting star in the sky, passing through life, and then never seen again.

"Three! Wait a minute, three!"

Just when Saka and Jaga were hesitating, shouts suddenly sounded behind them. Looking back, it was not the pursuers, but Christopher in the bishop's robe.

He was coming on foot with three small boxes in his hand.

"Pope Mawei asked you to come?" Babas frowned: "What is he going to do?"

"The priest suddenly remembered that he hadn't returned the gift yet, so he asked me to deliver the gift to the three of you."

Christopher handed the wooden boxes to Babas, Saka, and Jaga one by one, and left immediately after seeing them accepting them, without saying a word to hold them back.

Although he felt strange in his heart, Babas didn't say anything. He opened the wooden box, and there was a small melon seed lying between silver and blue in the soft red silk.

"This is."

Feeling the godlike aura carried by the little melon seeds, Babas's breathing was stagnant, and he was a little unbelievable. Just as he was about to ask Saka's opinion, he felt a gust of wind blowing past him, so he took a closer look.
The old Saka, at this moment, the roots are squirming crazily, and the previous octogenarian state can't be seen at all, the branches and leaves are swaying, the red apple falls to the ground, and he rushes towards the direction of St. Basil's Cathedral, as if it is right to slow down The betrayal of green melon seeds.

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Looking at the running figure of Saka, Babas asked: "Chimora chief, do you want to go back?"

Under the black cloth, something grabbed the wooden box and shrank in like lightning. The speed was so fast that Babas couldn't see it clearly, but it understood when Jaga nodded.

"It's not easy"

Babas threw the green melon seeds into his mouth and sighed faintly.

It thought that the lineup it had seen before was the full strength of the Church of Truth.

But the appearance of the green melon seeds made it instantly realize that Ma Wei still has a lot of things hidden. Is the green melon seeds with the aura of the gods a treasure that a newly established church can produce?
Babas’ doubts were completely reassured by the strong background and strength of the Church of Truth. After all, if the current Church of Truth is explained by the stock market, it has completed the angel, A, and B rounds of financing and has gone public.

The strength of the snake people is very strong, but in the eyes of the Church of Truth today, it is not necessary. The later the decision is made, the lower the right of the snake people to speak in the Church of Truth.

Babas, who has read a few books, would not make such a mistake. Immediately after Saka left, he walked towards St. Basil's Cathedral together with Jaga, the leader of the Chimora tribe. .

(End of this chapter)