Chapter 18 I Became a Beast God in the Beast World (8)
The bonfire blazed brightly, illuminating the open space as if it were daytime.
After teaching each movement one by one, Zhou Jue prepared to demonstrate the whole routine together. Taking a deep breath, she began her dance under the expectant gaze of all the orcs.
Her movements were not complicated, even somewhat simple, but every raised hand and every turn carried an indescribable rhythm.
Her arms stretched out, like new shoots reaching for the sky, pleading for sunshine and rain. Her steps were light, as if she were walking on clouds, each step filled with reverence for the earth. Her body swayed with the flickering flames, her skirt tracing graceful arcs, as if she had become one with the night, with the forest.
The tribesmen were mesmerized. They had never seen such a sacred and beautiful dance. There was no ferocity of hunting, no wildness of battle, only a tranquil yet powerful force that soothed the restless hearts of every orc.
Zhou Jue was completely immersed in the dance. She forgot everything around her, her mind filled only with the surging movements and meanings. She felt her body become very light, as if her soul was about to leave her body and float towards the bright moon.
Just then, a strange feeling enveloped her.
As if passing through a thin, warm film of water, her consciousness entered a hazy, golden space. The space was empty, except for endless, softly glowing golden mist. A vast, ancient, and awe-inspiring aura filled every corner.
This is... divine power?
Zhou Jue's heart stirred, and his consciousness slowly "drifted" along the source of this power.
She "saw" it!
Deep within the golden mist, an unimaginably enormous silhouette slumbers, which she cannot "see" clearly.
It appeared to be a giant beast, but it was enveloped in dense divine power, making its specific appearance unclear.
It simply lay there quietly, each breath causing the entire golden space to tremble slightly, stirring up tides of divine power.
Just by getting close, Zhou Jue felt an unparalleled pressure, as if his consciousness would be instantly crushed into dust if the other party opened his eyes.
Is this the Beast God of this world?
He seems to be...sleeping very soundly.
Zhou Jue dared not approach any further, his consciousness suddenly contracted, and he instantly sprang out of that golden space.
"call……"
She stumbled, stopped dancing, gasped for breath, and her forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.
"Lord Wu!"
"Are you alright?" Xiaobai and Luo Qi quickly stepped forward to support her.
Zhou Jue waved her hand, indicating that she was fine. She could clearly feel that her mind, or rather her sea of consciousness, had expanded considerably, and her mental energy was clearer and more abundant than ever before. The experience just now had not only not depleted her energy, but had actually brought her tremendous benefits.
"Brother Tongzi, was that the Beast God just now?" she asked in her mind.
"Yes, host." The system's voice also carried a hint of lingering fear.
[Your sacrificial dance just now connected with heaven and earth, triggering a resonance with divine power, and your spiritual energy unexpectedly touched the divine realm of the Beast God.]
"Why is the Beast God asleep? Will he wake up?" Zhou Jue asked, a mixture of fear and curiosity.
The Beast God has been asleep for thousands of years, the specific reason for which is unknown. It is possible that his divine power was greatly depleted, and he would not awaken under normal circumstances. A dream lasting a thousand years is quite normal.
Unless... unless there is a massive act capable of overturning the foundations of the world and disrupting the ecological balance, it is unlikely to alarm the gods.
"A big move?" Zhou Jue's heart skipped a beat as he recalled his own actions.
For example, things that largely do not exist in this world.
The system issued a stern warning: [Host, things like the explosives you previously considered—things that would disrupt the ecological balance on a large scale and cause indiscriminate slaughter—are absolutely forbidden. If used, the resulting fluctuations in the laws of nature will immediately awaken the Beast God. If the Beast God is in a good mood, he might kick us both out; if he's in a bad mood, we'll both be doomed.]
"Then this gun of mine..."
[Pistols are targeted at individuals and cause limited damage, so the laws of the world tolerate them relatively well. However, there is a limit. To avoid attracting excessive attention from the world's laws, you can only fire a maximum of ten shots in this world. Please use them with caution.]
In short, for your safety, for my own life, and for the Beast God to continue his peaceful slumber, please avoid using any items from outside this world, especially those with significant influence.
Zhou Jue understood. It seemed this cheat wasn't invincible; a Damocles' sword still hung over its head. She couldn't rely too much on the things in the Starry Sky Box. Giving a man a fish is not as good as teaching him how to fish; letting the rabbit-beast tribe master survival skills on their own was the most fundamental thing.
“Just now… just now I felt a warm sensation all over my body,” an old orc suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.
“I…I feel the same way, I can’t quite put my finger on it, but it just feels really good,” another female orc chimed in.
"Why didn't I feel anything?" Benyue scratched his head, looking confused.
Most of the orcs, like him, chattered on, saying that nothing had happened, and that they just thought the shaman's dance was very beautiful.
Only Xiaobai and a few other orcs stood there thoughtfully, as if they too had caught a faint, mysterious feeling, but it vanished in an instant, too fast to grasp.
"No rush." Zhou Jue came back to his senses and smiled at everyone, saying, "This is just the beginning. The Beast God's blessing needs to be felt with a devout heart. Every night from now on, we will perform a sacrificial dance, and your feelings will become clearer and clearer."
"All the orcs you sensed today, you must pay even more attention from now on. Perhaps you will be the next messengers of the Beast God."
She looked at her people and made a decision. It was best to minimize the use of finished medicines from Earth unless absolutely necessary, and instead use the native herbs of this world to create medicines – that was the optimal solution.
After thinking it through, Zhou Jue clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention: "Now, I will teach you a very important skill, and all orcs must learn it carefully."
She asked Benyue to find some dry, withered tree roots, which she rubbed with her hands to get dry wood chips. She also found a dry stick and some dry grass.
Zhou Jue looked at the rabbit-beastman: "The fire I've been making for everyone these past two days requires divine power, and divine power is not inexhaustible, nor can every beast obtain it!"
"Therefore you cannot rely on the fire in my hands forever. I want our tribe to be able to create our own fire."
After Zhou Jue finished speaking, looking at the fiery eyes of the beasts, he directly pressed the wooden stick against the dead tree root and began to drill rapidly.
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