I have two principles as a human being:
1. Never lie.
2. Never believe anything anyone says, including myself.
“Sir, I must point out that your second principle contradicts the ...
The players stared at each other, and suddenly felt that this trial was beginning to become absurd.
In the [decayed] forest, there lives a group of [prosperous] believers. This scene is like a little green suddenly appearing in the black and white ink painting, but the pigment is clearly only ink, so where does the green come from?
Out of caution, everyone did not respond and did not dare to show too much shock on their faces. However, Cheng Shi's interest was piqued. He looked at the old patriarch with interest and gave him a "gesturing" smile, obviously wanting the old patriarch to continue.
The old patriarch's expression was also strange. He had deliberately said these things. Seeing someone responding to him ambiguously, he tentatively said another sentence.
"According to tribal history, we were once a carefree tribe of mushroom-footed people in the southwestern rainforest as you call it. But one day, He...suddenly abandoned us and sent the entire tribe here as punishment.
But how can the mushroom-footed people survive in the Forest of Sighs where even the will to prosper is at a standstill?
Perhaps our crimes did not warrant death, or perhaps He was still tolerant of us. In any case, He set His eyes on this land of exile, and in this endless [rotten] forest, He removed a ray of fog for us, allowing the dark sun from underground to shine in, allowing our tribesmen who had been punished for generations to survive to this day.
No one remembered why the tribe was convicted of this crime. Even if someone knew the truth, those who knew the truth would not dare to mention this blasphemous crime again...
Therefore, exile is inevitable, and we, the mushroom-footed people, can only live in this small place, living in the gap between the wrath of [prosperity] and the erosion of [decay]. "
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