Chapter 44 Chapter 44 The sleeves were placed at the intersection of the two palms...
"How did it become like this?"
The body of a man with several wooden arrows in his body was lying in the middle of the crowd. His body was stiff and swollen, and there was a faint unpleasant corpse odor.
Six "monks" wearing robe-like clothes were kneeling on the ground, with their heads down, their mouths blocked, their bodies hunched, and their wrists tied with red ropes behind their backs.
At the end of the hemp rope was Angus, who was sitting on a wooden armchair with a sword and an axe, and Afeng was standing behind him.
After one night, Angus turned the Qinglong tribe upside down?
He was thinking about Angus. He had only slept for two or three hours last night, turning over and changing various positions in the main cabin. Then he hurriedly took his warriors to the Qinglong tribe.
According to the route received by the Reda, they arrived at the large rock that served as the gate without much effort.
Gal tried to contact Angus on the road using the communicator but received no reply. However, Qiye told him that Angus was in good condition and not in any danger.
When he ordered his soldiers to push the stone away, he did not see any soldiers on duty.
There were several lifeless scarecrows standing all over the farmland, but not a single human being was to be seen.
Following the instructions of the contract, Gal found Angus and saw the scene that shocked him.
"We've been fooled. These bald donkeys are the real rulers of the human tribe, and the chief is just a puppet they put forward." The blond orc pouted at the ugly corpse on the ground.
The dark brown eyes of the beast became rounder, and it kept blinking at the male insect, as if it was being coquettish to Gar.
"He was no longer useful, so these monks ordered him to be killed?"
Gal walked up to the blond orc, stopped him from raising his body, and squeezed himself into the chair with his legs crossed.
Fortunately, this armchair is big enough to accommodate two adult men.
Despite this, Angus shrank his huge body to the other side, fearing that he would squeeze the male insects.
"They were going to burn Fung alive as a monster, and they were also planning to assassinate you."
Angus glared at the blue corpse on the ground with resentment. "I don't want to attack the uninformed civilians and hold their rulers. Who knows that this majestic patriarch is not the ruler at all."
"The ruthlessness of these bald men can be compared to that of the royal family of the Oaks Empire. They gave this fool a random name and prepared to burn him alive. They also ordered archers to shoot the abandoned patriarch, the man on the ground, to death."
The eyes of the orc warriors at the scene suddenly turned cold. They had followed the general through the Empire's slander and were extremely disgusted to hear these dirty things.
They think that Afeng is too weak as a human being.
But Afeng is absolutely loyal to the human tribe. He is so stubborn that even being abandoned by his teammates cannot change his loyalty. The warriors on the Reda respect and admire him for this.
"Did the incident happen last night?" Gal put his sleeves on the intersection of their hands. The wide sleeves covered their hands that were secretly overlapped.
"I was waiting outside for Ah Feng to give me a signal that I could come in, but I knew that this guy wanted to die and didn't give me a signal. I waited until the early morning when I heard that the situation was not right, so I rushed in."
Angus pinched the male insect's fingertips under his sleeve and glanced at the human youth standing behind him who seemed to have lost his soul.
It was as if he was complaining to Gal about how troublesome this kid was.
"Why did you break in here alone without informing me?" Gal asked the other party calmly.
When he came in and saw his general sitting astride a chair with his sword in his hand, looking like a victorious king, he was no longer worried about whether Angus had suffered any loss.
"It's too late. You should be resting. Don't disturb you." Regardless of how many eyes were watching him, the proud Lion King lowered his noble head.
Male insects are not like orcs who can recover their physical strength by sleeping for one or two hours. Sleep can replenish the mental power consumed by male insects every day. Male insects with higher mental power levels like Gal especially need sufficient sleep.
The situation in the human tribe changed drastically last night. After he stabilized the situation, he was reluctant to wake the male insect from his sleep.
"I can't get through to your communicator. I'm so anxious." Gal didn't have the nerve of Angus. After all, he was concerned about the presence of outsiders and did not reach out to touch the Lion King's furry head.
"Maybe it's out of energy." Angus lowered his head and fiddled with the communicator on his wrist. The screen was not lit.
"You're not hurt anywhere?"
"How can their weapons hurt me if they can't touch me?"
Surrounded by humans and the warriors on the Reda, the two of them chatted with each other in a tone that was somewhat intimate but not too intimate.
The evil alien and the little vixen beside him.
The so-called His Highness must be just a cover, just like they chose a suitable person to be the patriarch. How could this weak young man in front of them suppress a beast-like man?
This is how humans think.
"Woo...Woo..." The human elder, who had been kneeling with his hands tied for most of the night, stretched his neck, as if he wanted to say something.
Gal pointed to one of the six in a row and said, "Go and take that thing out of your mouth."
The cloth strip blocking the mouth absorbed the saliva secreted from the mouth. The rough cloth strip rubbed against the tender mouth. Those rough-minded warriors used all their strength to pull the cloth strip out, and the cloth strip was stained with blood.
“Cough cough… cough cough…”
"Sorry, our warriors' actions were a bit rough. Would you like some water?" Apart from Afeng, Gal had not communicated with humans for a long time. Even though there was a high possibility that the monks kneeling on the ground were bad guys, he was still very polite.
However, his politeness was taken as bullying by the elders who were used to bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
"You broke into our clan's territory without permission, interfered with our rituals to deal with evil spirits, and injured our clan leader. Last night we saw with our own eyes how violent you aliens are." The man spat on the ground, with blood in his saliva.
Gal was a little slow in dodging, and the saliva got on his clothes.
"Human, you almost soiled our Highness's clothes." Angus rushed forward and kicked the man, grabbing the man's collar, and screamed with murderous intent, "Apologize!"
The man who was kicked turned pale immediately, because of the pain and also because of fear.
The originally arrogant look turned into a timid one.
"Yes, I'm sorry..." She apologized to Gal obediently.
"Who is the leader among you monks? I want to discuss the details of the alliance cooperation with him." Gal squatted down and leaned on the muscular calves of the blond orc.
Angus crossed his legs so that the male could lean more comfortably.
"What kind of cooperation is this? It's nothing but enslavement and exploitation of us. Miracles have recorded that aliens are all invaders with bad intentions." Angus moved away, and the man regained his "integrity".
The humans present seemed to have regained their backbone, and hope ignited in their lifeless eyes.
Gal could feel that the monks in front of him were not good leaders. They were wrapped in a layer of faint milky white light that could disappear at any time, just like their character at the moment, which was just a disguise to win the loyalty of the tribal members.
His feeling of closeness to fellow human beings does not mean that he will have the unconditional acceptance of all human beings like the Heart of the Virgin Mary.
As a human being, he hated social injustice and the fact that some people had power but abused it, deceiving the people and making themselves out to be great men or gods.
Only a small part of the mental tentacles was released, forming a transparent air rope around the man's neck.
"Well, uh... well..."
"Please, please... let... let go..."
His neck was tied by an invisible rope. Only he could feel the gradually shrinking rope and the thinning air. The fear of suffocation permeated his whole body.
The Qinglong tribe believed in and revered the man as a messenger chosen by the gods. For so many years, their faith in their hearts was gone, but now they burst into tears and knelt at the feet of the alien youth.
Without dignity or decency, they begged for mercy, and were usually described by them as the most evil creatures in the world.
The chieftain was willing to pray to the enemy in order to survive, but he witnessed the collapse of faith and the complete disappearance of the tiny light in the eyes of humans.
"Hey, now, can you talk to me properly?"
"I don't want anything, I don't want anything. As long as you let me go, the Qinglong tribe will be yours." The man who recovered his breath held Gal's ankle and cried bitterly, "Don't talk about cooperation. From now on, the people of the Qinglong tribe will be your most loyal slaves. Please let us go..."
Just like the patriarch they ordered to be killed, they are all egoists who are willing to sacrifice all of humanity in order to preserve themselves.
"Afeng, this is the guy who is in charge of the Qinglong tribe? Do you believe that they are the messengers of God who can save you?" Gal shook off his hand in disgust.
"They are the only ones in the tribe who can understand the miracles."
"Miracles?" Gal didn't believe that there was a God in the world. If there was a God, why didn't God come down to earth to save the earth when it suffered a disaster?
"It's a very thick book. It's written in characters passed down from ancient times. Over the course of history, humans have lost the ability to read this kind of characters, but these people can understand the characters inside."
"The bridge connecting the ancient times and the present, these people are called God's messengers, and they are the elders who control the real power of each tribe."
Afeng was extremely disappointed with the tribe, but he didn't want to see the elders he once loved groveling and fawning, so he turned his head away.
Although it is the reality, I can't bear it.
"Where is the book?" The man on the ground, who was crawling with his upper body towards Gal, had lost his basic human personality. Gal, with a look of disgust on his face, pulled Angus back a few steps.
"In the box over there, the key. The key is on the last guy." The man forced a smile and gestured behind him with his eyes.
He seemed satisfied with his success in pulling down a companion.
"Open it."
Angus was worried about a scam, so he pulled the male insect further away and ordered other warriors to open the box containing the miracle of humanity.
The key was inserted and the box was successfully opened. Bo also opened the book to check and make sure there were no traps. Then he held the book, which humans called a "miracle", in front of the male insect and presented it to him with both hands.
"Your Highness, we can't understand the text on it. Do we need to take it back to the Reda and let Amo scan it in the database?"
The winding words are like paintings piled up on a piece of paper.
Bai Zi thought that he had traveled all over the universe with the general and had never seen the strange symbols in this book.
Gal thought it was some kind of difficult-to-understand minority language. The moment he opened the first page, he blurted out, "College Student Employment Guidance 1-12 Editions." Can this thing be a miracle?