There is no morality or code in this world; the strong survive and the weak are eliminated.
Death happens every day, either killing or being killed, and seeing blood is a very common thing for them.
Times are different, conditions are different, this is their only way to survive.
Although she could understand it, she still couldn't face these scenes in a short period of time.
In her previous life, her world was tightly wrapped in layer upon layer of sugar, isolating the world's suffering and evil from outside.
After all, he was protected too well.
Lying flat on the bed wrapped in a blanket in the middle of the night with her mind blank, Su Yumo remembered that she had a teammate. Because he was unreliable, she almost forgot about him.
"System, is it still alive?"
"Host, I'm alive."
In the past, Su Yumo could still complain a few words, but now she had too many things on her mind, so she didn't say too much nonsense and went straight to the point.
"Can your system end a world midway and jump to the next one?"
"Host, I'm sorry, but we can't end the world before we complete the mission."
"What if I die?"
Time-travel novels say that as long as a person dies, he or she will return to the modern era. Although there is no scientific basis for this, the system also has no scientific basis. Maybe two negatives can equal a positive.
"Your death will not end the world, it will only allow you to start over again as another person in this world."
Well, it’s useless to ask.
"So where is the person I'm wearing now? Is she still alive?"
"She has left here and returned to the place where she was born."
In this way, she also saved a person, and her heart unconsciously brightened a little. Maybe the road ahead will not be so difficult.
"It's okay, you can go now."
I have asked all the questions I need to ask, and the rest I can only rely on myself.
"Okay, host, you are welcome to ask next time."
"До свидания." (Dasvidania)
Even speaking a few foreign languages couldn't change her attitude towards it.
Unless the system can give birth to a child for her.
Su Yumo turned over and looked at where Nastu was, his thoughts in a mess.
In fact, as a woman of a foreign race, she could do nothing now and could only wait for Nastu to wake up.
After this incident, the image of Stu in my mind suddenly became taller.
He is a man of great martial arts skills and resourcefulness, foresight and fearlessness. In a world where the strong prey on the weak, he is the one who stands at the top.
Now that all the tribes have submitted to him, the most difficult part has passed. The only thing left is the subsequent resettlement work. After eliminating the disloyal Khan Yundan, he will return to his hometown and establish his unified dynasty.
If the new rules are passed on to the tribes on the grassland, perhaps the way of determining strength by killing can be rewritten, and the lives of the people on the grassland will be better, at least they can be free from the suffering of war.
He was not a tyrant, otherwise he would not let the surrendered tribes go easily. He would at least skin them three times and crush their dignity to the ground so that they would not dare to resist.
But he didn't.
She had a feeling that maintaining peace on the grassland was his original intention in doing all this.
The question is, when will Stu wake up? It's been three days. I hope there is something wrong with the medicine that the miracle doctor gave him.
Or is it that the miracle doctor is King Yundan Khan's man? No, if the miracle doctor is King Yundan Khan's man, then Stu's plan would have been exposed long ago, and there would not even be a chance to start.
Su Yumo focused his attention outside the tent. King Yundan Khan would send people to patrol outside from time to time, saying it was for protection but actually for surveillance.
The old fox was still worried.
The footsteps gradually disappeared in the distance, and no one came for an incense stick of time. Su Yumo got off the bed with a blanket wrapped around him, put on his boots, tiptoed to the wooden box, and squatted down.
He whispered to the wooden box:
"If you don't wake up soon, your grassland will run away, running towards the sun. The cattle will disappear and become stars, the sheep will disappear and become white clouds, the tent will disappear and become the moon, and Abulu will disappear and become the Jade Rabbit."
Pause.
"And I am gone too. I have become Chang'e and will never come back."
After saying that, Su Yumo put his ear to the wooden box. There was no sound except the whistling wind and the intermittent snoring.
She was also crazy, actually doing such a nonsensical thing.
Just as he was about to get up, he heard the sound of nails scratching wood from inside the wooden box.
Su Yumo became alert and stretched out his hands in front of him, turning them over and over to make sure that he had done nothing.
Abru didn't come today either. He said he was going to ride a horse to call back Nastu's soul.
Then there is only one person left.
She quickly squatted down and put her ear close to the sound, but the sound disappeared again. She remembered the movements of passing secrets in spy movies and began to scratch the wooden board with her nails.
The scratching sound made her heart tremble, just like when she was a child scratching a blackboard with fingernails, and all the children looked at each other with bitter expressions.
The voice sounded again.
She opened the wooden lid two days ago. In order to make up for her words, she cried bitterly at his "remains" in the wooden box. Several men with low tear points also shed a few tears under her influence.
Now, even if people outside hear the sound of unpacking, they will not suspect that someone is faking death. They will just think that she misses him again. Maybe they will even find her annoying and cover their ears.
Su Yumo's heart beat faster, and a feeling of doing something big emerged from the bottom of her heart. She stretched out her hands to move the wooden cover, and just as she opened a hole, she stopped.
If he really pretends to be dead, what should she do?
Without much hesitation, she continued what she had been doing.
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