"Sydney? A monster?!"
After hearing what the man in black said, someone suddenly screamed, questioned the god the man in black was talking about, and denounced him as a monster.
"My friends and family died on the beach. It's called Sydney, but we also experienced an attack in Melbourne a few days ago! Are you asking us to pledge allegiance to the murderers who hurt our loved ones?"
"Become a murloc? I don't want to become that disgusting, lowly, despicable race!"
The people around angrily denounced the words of the man in black, but some people fell silent, neither supporting nor refuting.
Karl no longer cared about that. He looked at the homeless man in astonishment and asked, "Who are you? How do you know so much?"
"I?"
The homeless man took off the hat that blocked his vision. Only then did Carl realize that this dirty homeless man was actually a brown man.
After seeing this skin color, Carl subconsciously thought of the wizards in Asian legends and blurted out, "You are not one of us Australians? Where are you from, Southeast Asia or the Pacific Islands?"
"I'm not Australian?"
After hearing Carl's words, the homeless man laughed again. This time, Carl heard some different emotions in his laughter.
The name of this emotion is anger.
"You are the outsiders to this land! You are the ones who plundered our homeland!"
The homeless man spoke with a smile, but there was no smile in his words. Instead, there was a questioning and angry emotion.
After hearing what the homeless man said, Carl's heart skipped a beat and he understood the homeless man's identity.
Aboriginal people, he is actually an Australian Aboriginal!
The residents of Australia are naturally not born white. In 1770, the British navigator Captain Cook discovered the east coast of Australia, named it "New South Wales", and declared that this land belonged to Britain.
Britain first used Australia as a place to exile prisoners. The first group of people to arrive in Australia consisted of 1,530 people, including 736 prisoners.
After that, these British people began to establish colonies on this land and kill the natives.
Compared with the colonists of Kangaroo Country, the first batch of colonists of the United States are nothing.
At least the United States can still see news about Indians, but the number of indigenous people in Kangaroo Country is simply shockingly small.
This has also caused many Kangaroo people to forget that the land under their feet once belonged to these brown people.
Carl immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I'm very sorry for what happened in history, but I'm not from Kangaroo Country. My grandfather was one of the first immigrants, and my family didn't experience the Holocaust. Please..."
"You don't need to apologize, Carl."
The homeless man shook his head. "History will never turn over. I have memorized all the heinous crimes committed by you white people. The ancestral god has given me power, so I will make good use of it to achieve my goals."
After saying that, the homeless man looked around at the crazy white people and sneered, saying, "You are very wise. Our people are too few. When the time comes, we will need thousands of white people to serve as our slaves. When that time comes, I will spare your life and you will serve me personally."
Carl just felt that he was crazy.
Not only this homeless man, Carl felt that the entire cruise ship was not normal. He even suspected that he was dreaming.
"Bang!"
However, along with the sound of gunfire, a middle-aged man in front of him, who looked excited and vowed to never serve the alien race, was shot in the head. Blood splattered on Carl's face, which made Carl realize that this was not a dream.
What happened? Why did this happen?
The whole audience instantly let out screams of terror, and the people on the cruise ship began to flee in all directions.
But the guns that came from nowhere were shooting accurately, and all the guys who had opposed the fishmen were executed.
Carl lay on the ground in a daze, listening to the bursts of gunfire, and was extremely panicked.
He originally thought that he was fearless, not even afraid of death, but now it seems that he was too arrogant.
He still has a deep-seated fear of death.
"Those who were in the way have been cleared out. Their bodies will be dragged away and fed to the fish, the favorite followers of the murlocs."
The voice on the radio sounded again, and this time the man in black appeared in front of them. Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, he said to them with a smile: "I believe that those who survived are full of reverence for the Fish God, right?"
"Of course, Lord Divine Envoy."
A well-dressed white man with glasses, who appeared to be a doctor, spoke enthusiastically, "When I saw the news a few days ago, I thought the casualties in Sydney should be much greater. The death toll was far too small. Now that I know it was a divine punishment from the Fish God, I'm sincerely devoted to His Majesty!"
A red-haired old lady spoke excitedly, "The murlocs are absolutely the greatest race in the world. I'm willing to dedicate everything I have to them!"
The other survivors expressed their loyalty, and soon it was Carl's turn.
When it was his turn, Carl was startled and turned around in panic, only to find that the homeless man had disappeared.
In fact, Carl was not fond of this fish god, and even hated him a little.
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