Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

The sun was setting, and it was almost dusk.

Perhaps frightened by the horrific scene of Kant's brutal execution of "false gods", perhaps they really believed in the interpretation and rhetoric of the high priest about the gods, the Ilan-Tyres have become extremely tame.

The sinners untied their powerful battle suits and handed them over to the steel-bodied "envoys", as well as all kinds of ancient weapons and war platforms, all of which were separated from the drivers and turned into a standby state.

Then, with an uneasy mood, they boarded the large and small ferries according to the instructions.

Soon, the confused soul was comforted for the first time.

Everyone was given a blanket, everyone was given a seat, and the sinners sat tremblingly in their chairs, then stunned.

The seat was not a stool made of sea stones, but a soft, backed, comfortable chair, and the blanket felt softer than fish skin and warm.

They have never enjoyed such a thing. Most of the sinners' beds are just some dried seagrass fibers on a pile of cold and rough sea stones. The heat source of the shelter is scarce, and even the dried seaweed has to be controlled by the priests. Heat source vents and geothermal furnaces, the gentlemen call this "gift of God". Since you want to bathe in the gift of God, you must pay or donate.

And now, soft blankets, soft seats, everyone has it.

The sinners looked around in a daze, surrounded by lowly people of the same kind. They communicated in a low voice in fear, asking each other how much dedication they had to pay to enjoy such a wonderful thing.

But from the beginning to the end, no one came to announce the decree of the gods to them, and they quietly glanced at the priest who was in charge of guiding them, and they were immediately surprised.

Because the high-ranking gentlemen are also covered with the same blankets and sit in the same chairs as them.

"Did you see that? The priest's fee is the same as ours!" An older sinner tugged at the blanket restlessly, "This is disrespectful, should we let go of this wonderful thing and leave this precious Chair, kneeling? How can we enjoy the same things as the priests?"

"Are you crazy?" another whispered. "That's the order of the gods! Are you trying to say that the gods' arrangement is wrong?"

The sinner said in fear: "Of course not! I... I just..."

"No matter what happens in the future, at least enjoy this moment."

That Yilan-Tair closed his eyes and said softly: "Warm, safe, it's like returning to my mother's arms... But my mother died long ago, and the gods treated her well, making her live a full forty years. Years later, but I still regret that she did not wait until today to bathe in this divine grace."

"God's grace..."

The sinner whispered softly, pondering the word.

Since birth, parents and priests have preached to them God's punishment and gifts, so that they can work with peace of mind and work hard to atone for their heavy sins. Clothed, with a red face, touching the worn straw clothes on his body, and feeling the twisted hunger in his belly, he would wonder why the grace of God only shines on the priests.

But now, as he watched the priest wearing the same blanket and sitting in the same chair as himself, he suddenly had a vague sense of the so-called divine grace.

The ferry turned and split the blue waves. The sinners only felt the boat undulating and surging. They turned to look at the side portholes, but saw the waves surging and flying backwards.

Ilan-Tyre is a marine civilization, a race of water. Even if they have been trapped in shelters for countless years, none of them are landlubbers. They shouted at first, then calmed down and looked at a line of churning sea water, the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the sea. , refracted as brilliant as fire.

It was something they had never seen in their entire lives.

"Look! Over there!"

I don't know who shouted, and the sinners leaned out carefully. Under the setting sun, they saw the outline on the sea surface. It was a waterless place, floating in the sea like a lonely boat.

Yilan-Tair has lived in the deep sea for a long time, and the concept of islands has disappeared from the culture that has been passed down by mouth. At this moment, they only see the mountains above the sea.

"The first batch of Ilan-Tyr has arrived at the southern port and is disembarking."

Horus reports: "It has been an hour and forty minutes since the first volunteers were fed the Earth diet, and they feel fine, unfinished and normal."

Kant wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "It's time for the ancient remnants to see the food of the earth."

At first, he was more worried about whether the remnants from the previous era would get used to the diet of the earth, but carbon-based creatures are almost the same, and the Yilan-Tairs have been trapped in the deep sea for a long time, and the supplies are extremely scarce, and they can't eat anything. Good or bad, at least the fat-gut-filled priests who were forcibly dragged out to be "volunteers" were very happy to eat, especially for ham, showing a mad dog-like predatory interest.

It's pitiful to see, after all, I've eaten fish for an unknown number of years, and I finally saw the meat and fishy smell on the ground.

The hospitable, generous and wealthy fire thief commanded: "Come on, feed the remnants to the otherworldly happy meal."

Horus replied: "It is already being prepared."

Instant noodles, compressed biscuits, ham sausages, these are basically Kant's three-pronged axe in the other world to invite people's hearts and ravage the indigenous taste buds, highlighting a heavy oil, heavy salt, high calorie and multiple additives, and pouring the **** spices.

If it still doesn't work, then go to Lao Ganma, add happy water, a set of tricks, and sometimes even nobles can be brought down, not to mention commoners who are used to hard times.

These fast food are infinitely despised by mothers, but even on the earth, these things are unsurpassed and even life-saving meals for at least one billion human beings.

The cooking is simple, the calories are extremely high, and even to a certain extent, the nutritional value is relatively balanced. These instant and even ready-to-eat foods are very suitable for the current situation. Nothing beats a steaming, delicious, plentiful happy meal.

Whether it is to rescue the poor in the Far Harbor or rescue the refugees from the Broken Isles, this set of happy meals has played an extremely crucial role. Those Far Harbor people who have been extremely loyal at this moment, those Broken Isles refugees who have decided to settle down in the Far Harbor at this moment, so far I still remember the most difficult and most helpless moment of the entrance.

And now Ilan-Tair is determined to find it difficult to escape this trick on the tip of his tongue.

Kant smelled the rice fragrance that had begun to diffuse, nodded and said, "It's time to expand my charity."

The work-point system that takes in refugees from the Broken Isles and supplies the far port, and now has to feed Yilan-Tair, the demand for various foods is growing rapidly, and the stock of supermarkets and warehouses in Baiwu World has long been stretched, but in modern society Well, as long as there is money, there is a way.

Kant made a lot of money from the five countries when he dug holes in Juerban earlier. After the establishment of AWSL, Kant instructed the investment management department to start buying blindly.

From domestic mountainous areas to badlands in Africa, AWSL has begun to build large-scale storage bases, from grains to fast food to canned military rations, highlighting a sprinkling of money.

Don't ask, ask is to do charity.

This whimsical, out-of-this-world prodigal act is very Kant - at least it seems to be the case in various countries, but if you ask the country whether it is capitalist or not, then of course it is.

Foreign trade orders, use the money extorted from various countries to increase foreign exchange for the country, driving the growth of an industrial chain, benefiting thousands of jobs, and the products produced will eventually benefit the country directly through this charity. The hidden hungry population - after all, there are still hundreds of millions of people in the country who are only full but not well fed.

Such a good thing, why not pay for porcelain?

It's just that a research department with the highest degree of secrecy has added another bold conjecture - can Kant increase his power by doing good deeds?

After this bold conjecture has been demonstrated, everyone actually thinks it makes sense. After all, Kant's strength growth is indeed a mystery. The first time he showed his extraordinary ability to the world, it originated in the Comora coup. At that time, although he was Not dish, but not very strong either.

But after the Moyani worm plague, he could suddenly stir up the celestial phenomenon and overwhelm the world. If anything happened during this period, it is that this Chinese saved many innocent civilians with his life and death.

Then the question arises. What kind of good deeds did Kant show when he saved his father?

After all, judging from his life experience and data files, this young man's growth experience was mediocre, like ordinary people, and he had never experienced any turbulent events.

The comrade who made this conjecture heard the question and answered with confidence: "Sir, don't be good at small things, according to our in-depth excavation, Comrade Kant has done countless good deeds from childhood to adulthood, including but not limited to, in the group. I enthusiastically shared the download links of 18X games, picture books and movies with the forum, and generously shared the pinch face archives of love action games, for which I received many thanks..."

This explanation is too far-fetched.

But if this conjecture holds true, it would be both happy and worrying.

But in any case, Kant will not stop, and his every move will be closely watched by countries around the world at all times. Whether it is good or bad, fire thieves continue to affect the entire world.

Tostiva walked out of a color steel room and slowly exhaled.

He looked at this wide camp. Box-like dwellings spread out in all directions, the same length and width, the same size, the same shape, and the same interior. Each room had eight beds up and down. , There are soft pillows and quilts, tables and chairs.

All look exactly the same.

"Standardized manufacturing, mature industrial system, strong productivity, and..."

His face was illuminated by the arc light that flickered in the distance, and the new king of Ilan-Tair looked up and smiled bitterly: "...I doubt that you are really a god."

The huge crystal in the distance was suspended in the void, and the hidden purple light shone into the invisible realm. On this broad flat ground, the same building as the color steel house beside him solidified in a stream of light, and projected it into the material world. The forms of real existence, one after another, spread into the distance.

He witnessed all this with his own eyes. In less than half an hour, the fire thieves used the phase skill to build a camp that could accommodate tens of thousands of people - this number could even be doubled again.

Because in Tosdiva's view, there are too many useless spare spaces in each house, and at least four to six sets of double beds can be stuffed. Even so, it is much better than the original living environment of the sinners.

"If the fire thieves of all dynasties have such miraculous means, then the power of the Star Palace is too terrifying, so..." Tostiva chuckled softly, "Let's be more optimistic."

There were footsteps behind him, and he turned around.

Here comes the Forsaken.

"..." The Forsworn headed by a complicated expression, he didn't know what to call Tostiva, the other party was the high priest who ruled Sanctuary with lies, their biggest enemy, "Are you looking for us?"

Tostiva bowed his head and said, "Yes, my compatriots, I ask for your help."

The Forsworn said slowly: "You have erected a new **** for Ilan-Tair."

"I have no words, no excuses, but you can use your wisdom, compatriots, this is the best result, our people can't accept the truth immediately, it will take a generation's efforts and a long time."

"Before this, the ethnic groups would be enslaved by the 'Gods' of the Xinzu."

"No, no."

"Tell us your judgment and reasons."

Tostiva raised his hand and pointed to the splendid light and shadow in the distance and the houses that were constantly projected by leaps and bounds.

"Since the execution was over, he's been busy arranging for us, summoning ships, building camps, if it's a brutal and cold-blooded ruler, would he do it himself?"

The new king said softly: "My compatriots, you ask my judgment and reasons, I don't have many words to explain, I just met him today, I just learned that his name is Kant, it seems that a short contact can't judge a person's true quality, But I'm still willing to believe him because of three things I've seen with my own eyes."

"What's up?"

"Such a warm and spacious room with not cold ground can allow at least thirty people to sleep in it, but he only put eight beds, all with pillows and quilts, as well as tables and chairs for everyone."

Tosdiva looked at the ship slowly entering the port in the distance: "Such a ship that is enough to fill thousands of people inside and out, he only put a few hundred people in because there are only a few hundred seats."

The Forsaken looked at each other.

The new leader they elected said solemnly, "What about the third thing?"

"The third thing... Whether it's the sinner, the Forsaken, the priest, and me." Tostiva said lightly, "They all ride in such a boat, live in such a house, and use the same table, chairs and bedding."

long silence.

"Well, I admit that he is a broad-minded, benevolent leader, but such respect and attention can also be seen as an investment and appeal to Ilan Thiel, and we can certainly appreciate this help, and we will also Don't you think it's too much to repay this kindness, you can respect him as a god, surrender and obey?"

"Yes, but we really should follow him."

"why?"

"Have you seen the scene where he executed the God of the Star Palace? In every era, there will be such a person leading the mortal world and facing the apocalypse. He is the fire thief of this generation."

Tosdiva said softly: "It's my judgment, there may be a deep gap and mistrust between us, maybe you have other plans, but what we saw today, this ship and this house, Did it give you some trust and hope? I hope you stay for a while and see with your eyes."

Look at me, Forsworn, I look at you, and finally, they all look at the new leader.

Dasokas, the whale hunter, had no choice but to come forward after confirming Eve's death.

"...Tostiva, you know my past, you know my experience."

"Yes, Dasokas, I apologize for what happened in the past. I have no excuse. If you don't want to be with us, then I will understand."

"No, Tostiva, I'll stay."

The scarred Forsworn said calmly: "This is for Eve, Ilan-Tyr can no longer be divided, and I will keep an eye on you, if you try to fool the people and seize power again like your ancestors, The Forsaken will do everything to stop and punish you, and if we fail, the souls of the Forsaken's deceased will join Aifu to curse your fallen soul forever."

Tostiva smiled slowly.

"You know," he whispered, "I'd rather die than let this happen."

"I know, that's why I'm standing here and talking to you." Dasokas stretched out his hand, looked into the other's sad eyes, and said solemnly, "Don't forget Aifu, don't forget the dead people and the eternal scars. ."

"Just like my heart, engraved in the soul."

The two looked at each other.

"You just said you need our help?"

"Yes, although a new **** has been erected, the decaying priest system needs to be reformed. We must save our subjects from ignorance and confusion. The legacy of our ancestors has reached the mortal world, from the phantom think tank that recorded a lot of knowledge, to the The light-transmitting coastal modules of agriculture in the sea, the Codex of the Starry Sky, the Icarus Ladder, and even our weapons, our city, Thor's cage, the deep-sea giant diamond..."

Tosdiva said: "The legacy of the ancestors needs to be activated and inherited. Ilan-Tyr must move from ignorance to wisdom at the fastest speed. In this process, the wisdom of the people will be opened, and the privileges of the priests will be challenged and deprived. Their interests are no longer on my side, and they will be opposed to Ilan-Tair, and I want to ask for your help to fight them, suppress them, and change them..."

Casodas sneered: "What if it can't be done? What if they don't want to?"

"That's a pity." A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the new king, "Then we can only let Yilan-Tel kill each other for the last time, and build a ladder of a new era with their flesh and blood."

"…Ha, that sounds interesting."

"So, my compatriots, let's meet the future together." Having said that, Tostiva wrinkled his nose, "What does it smell? It smells like..."

"—Ah, that's about it."

Kant put down the last supply station... well, it was the color steel room. After moving his muscles and bones, he rubbed his brain: "I'm so tired."

"Don't worry, father, the whole process has been filmed." Horus said, "Add one to the forceful material."

This colorful steel house is also part of Kant's plan.

In order to resettle the people who have lost their homes in Jurban and are waiting to be relocated, and for the displaced people in Moyani, the generous war chiefs paid for themselves to build temporary homes for everyone. All the building materials, machinery and materials and construction teams needed are from Domestic allocation, materials and equipment are all transported by Kant, and it is only necessary to pull a few plane workers and brothers in China, and a large camp has been set up in a short period of time.

This Chinese speed is so fast that it makes people fall back tactically.

"First settle the Yilan-Tair and the Azure Fleet, then the archaeology and archaeology on the Yilan-Tair side, and the dismantling of the ships on the Azure Fleet."

Kant clapped his hands and yawned: "You and Afu are more attentive, analyze and collect the content of their daily exchanges, and analyze their language. The most important thing now is the translation issue."

"Yes, as well as father, most of the war weapons and large buildings of Yilan-Tair have been collected into the world of white mist. It is time to start researching and deciphering their war technology, but the process will not be too much. Quick, I need the cooperation of Ilan-Tyre..."

Kant nodded.

Horus went on to say, "It's going to require you to continue to use your charisma."

Kant was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise: "Hey, does Yilan-Tail still have the legendary beautiful scientist?"

"You'd better focus on dealing with men."

"What are you..."

Before he finished speaking, news from Far Harbor came from the communicator, and Tina's voice sounded softly: "Is everything going well? How is the situation?"

Kant said proudly: "Tina, I'm going to do real estate, and in half a year, I will be the richest man in mainland China."

"Oh, it's amazing, but now is not the time to do real estate."

Her Royal Highness's voice was a little helpless: "Your diplomatic protests and ultimatums have set off waves in the council, and the Star Court has publicly refuted and condemned your arrogance and provocation, and asked you to immediately release all officers and soldiers of the Azure Fleet. As for the order The president's request to come to Far Harbor to explain the situation and apologize in person has aroused great disgust in the council, and I heard that they have already used force to solve the problem."

Kant's expression changed: "Then I asked the chief speaker to pour tea and admit the ultimatum, but they refused?"

"…Of course, why not?"

"Publicly announced refusal?"

"Yeah, I even scolded you."

"Wonderful!"

"what?"

Kant said happily: "Then everyone heard it, it was the Speaker who didn't come by himself - Tina, send an invitation letter to all countries in my name!"

"Um?"

"The matter of Yilan-Tair will definitely not be kept secret. The **** of the Starry Court can't eat meat, and they are not willing to watch me eat alone. They will definitely spread the news and put pressure on me together with other countries. After all, the legacy of ancient civilizations is much stronger than some pyroxene pumice source glue..."

Kant sneered and said, "Then I have to do it first...Come on, take out that fellow Oxington."