Chapter 350: Blade in Hand

When he was about to explain the meaning of war in more detail, the first thing that came to his mind was that war is the continuation of politics.

War is the continuation of politics, and politics is the continuation of economy.

In such a primitive world, economy is out of the question. After thinking about a series of questions, Diwu Xuan felt troubled .

If the economy is not valid, then what is the purpose of war in primitive society?

Diwu Xuan fell into a brief silence, which made the totems who came out of their thoughts look at him curiously.

"Resources."

Diwu Xuan suddenly realized.

"What?"

Moon Totem asked puzzledly.

Diwu Xuan glanced at her, thought about it and decided not to explain it to her in this way. After all, politics, economy and resources are too complicated topics. It takes time to explain all of this.

But Diwu Xuan himself understood this problem through thinking. The most fundamental driving force of war in primitive society is the plunder of resources.

Population, land and even power, all of these are scarce resources, which prompted wars between tribes.

Small tribes need resources to survive, so they launched small-scale wars.

Large tribes need more resources for a good life, so they launched large-scale wars.

Everything can still be included in interests.

After suppressing his thoughts, Diwu Xuan's eyes became much clearer. He looked at the moon totem, thought for a while, and began to explain.

"The meaning of war is not to destroy the enemy. If you don't understand this, think about how the fourth generation of witches treated you and how I treated you."

The words of the Fifth Xuan made Yue Tuteng fall into deep thought. Smart people often like to get stuck in a dead end, and once they get stuck in it, it is difficult for others to help them get out.

The way out has been given to her, and whether she can get out depends on herself.

After answering Yue Tuteng's doubts, the Fifth Xuan began to explain this problem to the witches. This is bound to be a longer and more complicated process. Fortunately, the Fifth Xuan does not need to explain it to them clearly, but just wants them to know.

Things are divided into understanding and doing. Understanding does not necessarily mean that you will do it, and doing does not necessarily require understanding. The Fifth Xuan does not have too many requirements for them for the time being, as long as they can do it.

The explanation lasted until late at night, and the witches went to rest. They had to get up and hurry the next day.

"I don't understand why you changed your attitude towards us later."

After the Fifth Xuan explained everything, the Sun Totem suddenly spoke, which disturbed the thinking Moon Totem, and she also raised her head in confusion.

"In fact, I am not a difficult to get along with... Totem."

The Fifth Xuan thought for a while and explained.

If he had said this before, the Sun and Moon Totems would definitely not believe it, but since they entered the Bagua space and came into contact, they have a certain recognition of this sentence.

"Then..."

Moon Totem was puzzled.

"The fourth generation wizard's attitude towards you was not good, but that was not his intention. He is a strong man, but not a cruel one."

Diwu Xuan spoke slowly. The imagination of the fourth generation wizard flashed through his mind. The figure was a young boy.

At the beach, the fourth generation wizard suddenly became the remaining hope of the Fire Tribe. He was very young at that time, but very brave.

"You are very important to me, but I was not in the Fire Tribe at that time. The Fire Tribe without Totem Fire could not suppress you, so he had to do that."

"Then why did you treat us like that?"

Moon Totem asked impatiently.

She was the one who was most devastated at that time, and he was also the one who hated the fifth Xuan the most.

"Because no matter how I treat you, you will hate me and want to rebel. This is due to the way the fourth generation of witches treated you."

The Fifth Xuan gave the answer almost without hesitation.

The Sun and Moon Totems were silent. They thought about it and realized that it was just as the Fifth Xuan said. With their mentality at that time, they wanted to kill the Fire Totem.

"So this is the real you?"

The Sun Totem spoke. This made the Fifth Xuan difficult to answer. In an instant, he thought of the three major questions in life: Who am I, where am I, and what should I do?

"This is me at this moment. When we are in different situations, we will react differently. You will change, and I will change too."

The Fifth Xuan did not give a definite answer, and he decided to end this topic, because if he continued, it would rise to the level of philosophy.

In such a primitive society, philosophy is like etiquette, which is the most undesirable thing.

Sometimes, teaching the tribesmen how to crack open other people's brains is more important than letting them study their own brains.

At the instruction of the Fifth Xuan, the totems ended the conversation and each did their own thing.

The Fifth Xuan is still studying the abilities brought by the third generation of witches. He named this ability "missionary", a name that he thinks is quite brainwashing.

The objects of the study did not choose the sun and moon totems, but the eight totem pillars in the Bagua space. They also have their own consciousness, but they are more loyal to themselves.

In such a situation, it is always good to consolidate loyalty.

For those totems or creatures with their own thoughts, the Fifth Xuan does not intend to use them wantonly, because this will obliterate creativity. It is not difficult to see from the dull eyes of the earth witch when he is learning that he may be thinking about how to be loyal to the Fifth Xuan at any time.

When the sun slowly appeared on the earth, the Fire Tribe team had already eaten breakfast and set out again.

"Your new ability, the ability that can drive people crazy, why don't you use it on us?"

During the morning march, the Sun Totem was responsible for observing the world outside the Bagua Space. When the Bull Totem and the Stag Totem were butting heads like two fools, the Moon Totem ran over and asked quietly.

The Fifth Xuan was slightly surprised, with doubts in his eyes.

"Why should I use it on you?"

"Because it will make us... loyal to you, and become the kind of believers you said, crazy believers."

The surprise in the eyes of the Moon Totem was no less than that of the Fifth Xuan, but before that, the Fifth Xuan saw the desire for power in her eyes.

What a crazy female totem... This is what the Fifth Xuan thought after noticing this look.

"I need power, but I am not a slave to power. Trying to get along with you in harmony will make me less arrogant."

The Fifth Xuan said coldly.

This is his real thought. In fact, he does have the desire to use missionary ability on everyone around him, but this desire is suppressed by him.

If he does that, this world will become a boring single-player game. He doesn't need to communicate with anyone because no one can communicate with him.

Of course, this idea is based on the premise that the ability to preach can be used unlimitedly and can be effective on everyone, but the fact is that the Sun and Moon Totems have a strong resistance to this ability.

The same is true for the Bull Totem and the Stag Totem.

"You really weren't like this before."

The Moon Totem said affirmatively.

"As long as you like it."

The Fifth Xuan said with a smile, but he didn't expect that his words made the Moon Totem a little bit cute.

When the Moon Totem left, the Fifth Xuan sighed softly. In fact, he didn't tell the truth completely. The reason why he could choose this way of getting along with others was because he was on the active side. He

always remembered that the sharp blade must be held in his own hands. Only in this way can he choose the way to get along with others.

As for the weak, even if they are smart and ambitious like the Moon Totem, they will also admire the mercy of the strong.

"As expected, fists are the hard truth, and political power can only come from the barrel of a gun."

The Fifth Xuan murmured in a voice that only he could hear.