Chapter 450: Striving to Achieve the KPI (Thirty) [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Something's not right!

Something's very wrong!

This is completely unlike the way our lord would act!

Xianyu Jian stood imposingly behind Shen Tang, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword, in a guard's stance, but inwardly he was pondering. He wouldn't say he fully understood his lord's temperament, but he had a basic grasp of it.

Simply put, no one gets up early for nothing.

She won't do anything that doesn't bring profit or results in a loss.

Mr. Yang also said that the lord was cunning and wicked. Despite his young age, he was used to doing despicable things like selling people out and then making them count the money for him. It is said that Mr. Yang was also deeply harmed by him, but Xianyu Jian did not dare to ask too much at the time.

In conclusion, to sum up—

My lord must be feeling incredibly frustrated!

Gu Chi glanced at the expressionless young martial artist standing guard and secretly clicked his tongue, "You can't judge a book by its cover."

He doesn't talk nonsense usually, but he's actually quite talkative inside.

Shen Tang beckoned Jiang Sheng and the other man over with one hand, and with the other hand brushed away the black ash on the stone tablet, using the torchlight to read the characters.

"Wangchao, come and take a look."

Thanks to the special nature of Wenxin, Shen Tang has been intensively studying the Ten Black Characters while leading troops into battle. She is at a level where she recognizes them but not many. Gu Chi and Jiang Sheng, with the support of Wengong, have much higher learning abilities than her, and reading them fluently is not a problem for them.

Just as Xianyu Jian said, the inscription on the stele is full of articles praising the deeds of Jinwu and teaching family precepts to future generations.

Gu Chi said, "There's nothing special about it."

Jiang Sheng also said: "The writer must be a pretentious and pretentious person, with nothing special about him, and cannot be compared with the thief star."

Gu Chi's face turned dark instantly.

Damn it!

Who is this old bastard Jiang Xiandeng calling a pretentious and hypocritical writer?

Shen Tang seemed to sense the danger in the air and suddenly stood up, saying, "Since it's nothing important, you can do whatever you want with it. Smash it or throw it away, it's up to you. Why make such a fuss over such a piece of junk in the middle of the night..."

Clearly, she hadn't completely let off steam in bed.

Xianyu Jian hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Bai Su hesitated for a moment before following.

Xu Quan looked up at the bright moonlight, stretched, and his armor clanged crisply with his movements. He curled his lip in disdain and said, "How could it be Shi Wu's stuff? What a disappointment. Let's go catch up on some sleep."

Xianyu Jian: "???"

No, everyone just dispersed like that?

Not a single one of them is reliable!

He gritted his teeth and had no choice but to step forward and say, "Sir, to prevent any unforeseen complications, let's just smash it..."

Gu Chi: "..."

Jiang Sheng: "...Although it is a useless thing, it is from heaven after all. Perhaps it has some secret that we cannot see, or perhaps it will come in handy someday. Zigu, send people to make several copies, and order people to guard the stone tablet."

His words have sealed the fate of the situation.

Although Xianyu Jian couldn't understand it, he could only do as instructed.

Finally, more than a dozen copies were made.

Lin Feng also received a copy of the rubbing.

Her progress in learning the Ten Crows script was much slower than Chen Tang's. She could only barely recognize about 30% of the crooked characters, guessing the rest. She beckoned Sparrow Head over and asked, "You come from a wealthy family, so you should be literate, right?"

When Sparrow Head heard Lin Feng call his name, he perked up.

He was worried about not being able to get close to the stone tablet to find out what was going on.

Xianyu Jian had suggested destroying the stone tablet that had fallen from the sky several times. His heart was in his throat, worried that these crude and despicable invaders might actually do it—this stone tablet might be related to the legitimacy of the Ten Crows clan!

Shiwu has long been criticized.

Lacking depth, heritage, and culture...

Even their writing system was created little by little based on the inland states, because the Ten Crows were constantly embroiled in internal strife and turmoil. Today they would destroy one tribe, and tomorrow they would be invaded by another tribe. Frequent wars and migrations caused their lineage to be interrupted.

They do not know where they came from.

Therefore, he has always been despised by others.

Even the young royal court was no exception. All they knew was that their tribe was called "Ten Crows," and that the people living on this vast land were descendants of ten golden crows, with the blood of noble divine beasts flowing through their veins.

As descendants of gods, we should rightfully possess the most fertile and abundant land and control all living beings and things under heaven!

If this stone tablet is real...

All the doubts surrounding Shi Wu can be blown away!

Xianyu Jian's intention to destroy the stone tablet was despicable, but he couldn't show any unusual behavior—if he were noticed, he could escape unscathed, but the stone tablet would be lost. Now, this foolish woman in front of him had given him the opportunity.

Sparrow Head replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "I know him."

Lin Feng said, "Read it to me."

Looking at the rubbing handed to her, Sparrow Head's heart pounded wildly. Then she heard Lin Feng's ruthless warning, filled with murderous intent, and the undisguised killing intent rushed towards her: "Remembering is one thing, but forgetting is another! Otherwise, I'll have to force you to forget!"

The sparrow head accepted it respectfully with both hands.

He said, "Yes."

He opened it with great care.

The stone tablet fell from the sky in the dead of night, alarming only a small number of refugees. But by the next day, almost all the refugees knew about the stone tablet, and even though Shen Tang's soldiers threatened them and forbade them to discuss it, they could not stop the public outcry.

This is exactly what the sparrowhead is happy to see.

Because, you see, he played a part in it.

He was a member of the Ten Crows tribe, and outsiders could not comprehend their yearning and determination to trace their ancestry. For once legitimacy was established, they would no longer fear the mockery of the lowly and ignorant people of the other continental nations. Who was noble and who was lowly—wasn't it crystal clear?

Shen Tang sipped corn soup with pickled vegetable strips.

The little face looked puzzled.

"...Doesn't he have even the slightest doubt?"

A stone tablet falling from the sky? Anyone with a brain knows that's impossible.

At such a fast falling speed, let alone the text on the stone tablet, the stone tablet itself would burn to ashes... At first, Shen Tang thought that Gu Chi and the other person were not well prepared. They had just made a plan and then hurriedly arranged this play.

You can't rush things.

As a result, she was completely overwhelmed by the display of affection.

These people suffer because they don't understand science.

Gu Chi and Jiang Sheng hadn't slept all night, secretly arranging things for others. They came over this morning to report to Shen Tang, and also to sneak some pickled vegetable strips from their lord. Putting everything else aside, their lord's ability to turn food into food was truly a lifesaver.

Gu Chi has always been unconventional at heart, and he only follows rules like "don't talk while eating or sleeping" depending on the situation.

Slurping happily.

"What's there to doubt? Anyone would be ecstatic if they were to find a family tree that proves their lineage after being cursed for over two hundred years as a lowly race without ancestors and still trying to glorify themselves. Who would doubt it? Even if they did, they wouldn't say it out loud, since this is a good thing no matter how you look at it."

After finishing one bowl, he filled it up again.

Shen Tang handed him a plate of pickled vegetable strips.

He said, "That's true..."

I felt a strange sense of sympathy for them.

They're really pitiful.

Shen Tang asked, "What's the next step?"

Gu Chi said, "I've already picked a few people from the refugees, all with the same characteristics—they're all chatterboxes, don't keep secrets, and love to show off. Let them know what's going on and go out for a stroll..."

Shen Tang gave him a reproachful look.

"What do you mean by 'strolling'? You're uncultured. This is called 'spreading the word'!"

_(:з」∠)_

Don't think it's outrageous.

The neighbor next door, who was living a comfortable life, was involved in an archaeological scandal before. They claimed that digging up pottery shards from a geological stratum of a certain era proved that there were ancestors tens of thousands of years ago, and this was even written into textbooks and history books...

As for the other person next door whose historical territory is so vast it spans half the world map, needless to say, they actually believed it without question. This proves that those lacking knowledge are indeed easily deceived.

(End of this chapter)