Now you can finally understand the joy and excitement of goblins... no, I mean, Columbus when he discovered the New World.
The difference lies in the fact that Columbus's story embodies the spirit of exploration and adventure, symbolizing humanity's boundless potential, while yours represents the ecstatic joy of finally finding a place to settle after a desperate struggle for survival.
[Rise faster in the boat towards land... You see the verdant green of trees on the land's edge, and feel seven or eight tenths of your inner strength returning. You have the urge to abandon the tattered boat beneath you and race across the water to shore.]
But then you realize that a little extra time won't make a difference. What if it's just a mirage, a far cry from reality, and you end up losing a lot? It's especially important to stay calm and focused in crucial moments.
As you get closer, you gradually become certain that it's not an illusion. With the extraordinary eyesight of a martial artist and the favorable weather in this area, you see a black dot floating on the sea surface dozens of miles away.
When you get within ten miles, are you sure it's a fishing boat? You can see tiny figures moving around on it.
As you approach the mainland, the number of fishing boats as black dots increases. Your gaze settles on the fisherman on the nearest boat, noticing that he is relatively short, likely a middle-aged man, and only about 1.3 meters tall.
"Somewhat dwarfism?" That was your initial thought, until you got closer and started talking to them, only to find that you couldn't understand each other's language. Upon closer observation of their appearance, you realized this wasn't the land of the Three Kingdoms, and that the fisherman was also a different kind of human.
[You exchanged only a few words with the fisherman, and when he looked at your pieced-together boat, his face suddenly turned pale with horror, and he knelt down before you. It took you a lot of effort to get him up and then you led him back to the fishing village on shore.]
[You didn't understand the language at all, but after the first fisherman pointed at you and said a few words in broken English, all the fishermen in the village bowed down to you, as if they regarded you as a god.]
"Could it be that in primitive societies, people who emerged from the sea were regarded as gods?" Yun Shou guessed. In the simulation, he built a ship using various aquatic materials, possibly fish bones, coral, and the like.
It is not surprising that people in superstitious areas would see such a strange ship and regard it as a creation of the gods.
You received an exceptionally warm welcome in this unknown village. The fishermen offered you various seafood while speaking in strange language. After thinking about it, you accepted their kindness, figuring you could always take care of them in the future.
Suddenly, a strange cry rang out, and you saw a gaunt, oddly dressed man covered in fish bones and seashells pointing at you and yelling. The fisherman, who had just been looking at you with reverence, had completely changed his attitude.
[Because their "divine attendant" spoke, saying that you, who drifted from the depths of the sea aboard a strange vessel, are not the true "Sea God," but a sea monster god in human skin; otherwise, why can't you even speak?]
Yun Shou: "Thank you for the narration."
Whether the simulated sixth-generation Old Cloud knows the current situation is not important; what matters is that his original self can understand the plot.
The fishermen wanted to get rid of you, this sea monster. Although you couldn't understand their language, you sensed the change in atmosphere. You snorted coldly, and without moving, your red and white energy directly knocked down several men who rushed at you with harpoons.
Seeing the sea monster possess such divine power, the fishermen bowed down again, and even the "divine attendant" knelt in worship. He later claimed that the monster was indeed the "God of the Sea," and that he hadn't recognized the deity's mortal form earlier.
[It's normal that gods, being mortals, cannot communicate with them. Legend has it that only royalty residing at the heart of the world possess the ability to communicate with the gods...]
In short, after demonstrating your strength, you were revered by the fishermen, who even reduced their fishing trips and went hungry to build you a divine abode.
You think these people are crazy.
As night fell, the adorned attendant said that the god's dwelling place was not yet completed and asked him to make do with the altar for the time being.
Even though you couldn't understand what he was saying, you couldn't help but laugh when he kept pointing to a tiny urn that wouldn't even fit an urn, urging you to put it inside. Did this guy think you could shrink to a few centimeters tall and then sit on it to sleep?
Seeing your displeasure, the divine servant was terrified. He then led you to the most luxurious dwelling in the village: a wooden and stone house. The village chief and others moved out, offering the house to you.
You wanted them to live with you, but there were plenty of rooms and it wasn't necessary. However, they refused in alarm.
They feared that the sea god, who required annual sacrifices of young girls, would devour them in the dead of night.
However, if no one is home, they are afraid you'll come out to forage for food in the middle of the night.
To prevent themselves from becoming victims, the villagers threw a timid girl into your room just as you found one to sleep.
She was the originally designated offering for this year's sacrifice.
You heard your mother crying outside the house, and saw this fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl starting to undress... Although she was only about a year younger than you, you still couldn't accept it, and you pushed her out.
[This person is too short; at only 1.2 meters tall, you're practically terrifying them.]
[I thought I could finally drift off to sleep and enjoy a good night's rest on land, but just as I closed my eyes, a loud wailing and knocking came from outside the mansion.]
Then came screams and wails. Annoyed to no end, you went outside to investigate.
[A middle-aged couple was being beaten by the village chief and some other villagers. Upon seeing you enter, the couple repeatedly kowtowed to you.]
[The language barrier is really frustrating. You're completely confused. Wave your hand to signal the other villagers to stop beating the man and woman, indicating that they should quickly express their demands.]
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