Chapter five hundred and seventy-six completely conflicting two
This is a dark secret room, in which a rare man is sitting on a bench.
Seeing Li Yuguo and Jun Xue appear, the rare man raised his head, glanced at the two of them, and then lowered his head again.
"I'm here again." Jun Xue said.
Li Hugo became alert when he picked up something like a gun from the side, but strangely, he pointed the gun at his throat.
Then awkward words came from the strange object: "Is it your sister here?"
"It's not my sister, this is my young master, or you can also regard him as my brother." Jun Xue said.
"Is it the brothers and sisters you mentioned before? It's really interesting. You humans all reproduce from the mother body, and our people all grow from stones. We only need our father to plant seeds on the crystal stone." said the rare man, and he looked at Li Hugo, "Hello, you can call me the sky, because in our language, my name means the sky."
"Would you like to cooperate with us?" Li Hugo said half-believingly. After all, he encountered many similar situations.
Some people will appear as friends and then stab you secretly.
Such things are not uncommon.
Xiren said: "My tribe is sick. When they come out of the bubble world and see this vast sky, they lose themselves. We Xiren should be the ones who keep developing and entering, but they keep their eyes on the larger bubble world in front of us."
"You said this is a bubble world?" Li Hugo felt that he didn't quite understand this rare human logic.
Jun Xue, who was on the side, quickly explained, she said: "Young Master, in the rare culture, their pioneers are constantly exploring boundaries. They live in the center of a certain world that has destroyed the world. Their space is very narrow. Although we claim to live in the world, for rare people, our world is just a bigger bubble world."
After Jun Xue explained this, Li Hugo understood it. It seemed that there was a dove-like rare person in front of him.
"So you have a disagreement with your tribe?" Li Hugo looked at this rare person.
Jun Xue took out some crystals from her necklace. Li Hugo then realized that the necklace was still three thousand young, and Li Hugo gave it to her. Unexpectedly, this girl is still wearing it now.
The rare man took a crystal stone and put it on his face. It was not a group that could extricate itself. Suddenly, purple currents appeared on his face, and the currents hit the crystal stone, and the lilac crystal stone began to become clear to the naked eye.
Finally it turned into a crystal as transparent as glass.
This is how rare people eat?
"They forgot our mission, I am the prophet of the Rare Man. I told them that if we squeeze the space for other races to survive, then we will eventually establish countless enemies for ourselves, and our lives are too fragile."
Li Hugo smiled: "Fragile? You said you are fragile?"
After all, Li Hugo had experienced a hard battle before and almost failed.
The man glanced at Li Huguo and continued to put the prop on his throat. He explained: "I am already 100,000 years old. Our bodies are thousands of times more metabolized than you humans. In the first 50,000 times, we all merged with rocks. It is called "infancy". In these 50,000 years, our bodies are very fragile."
"You humans' oxygen, water and other things are very toxic to us. Now I cannot leave this room because there is a formation here that can prevent the oxygen around my body from approaching. Once it is contaminated by oxygen, we will be corroded quickly. So this is why my tribesmen did not choose to attack on a large scale, but chose to first let our minions transform the surrounding land into a livable zone." said the rare man.
Livable belt?
What an ironic word.
Li Hugo couldn't help but smile bitterly, because the livable zone in the rare population is the forbidden area of death for humans.
When Li Hugo was on Earth, he read a book, two forms of life, carbon and silicon, but the two are destined to not enjoy the same sky.
Now it seems that this sentence is so correct.
"But now, things have developed to this point. Do you think peaceful negotiations are still possible?" Li Hugo asked back.
"My tribe is dying by itself. Every time they die, it means that our number will not increase within 50,000 years, but for humans, fifty years represent two generations..." said the rare man.
This sentence made Li Yuguo secretly admire him, thinking that this rare person could see through it.
"So this is why few people rarely take action in person and always let their spokesperson take action?" Li Hugo asked. The spokesperson he mentioned naturally refers to those colossus people and orcs who were angry with them.
"We have no choice." said Wei Ren.
The rare people now seem a little lost, but Li Hugo knows that as two completely different races, we should not try to understand these rare people with human emotions.
"Now rare people have created a death zone in the northwest." Jun Xue said.
"Death zone?"
"Well, there is no oxygen, no water or green there, and even the sky is gray and white. Even the most outstanding monk cannot stay there for a long time." Jun Xue sighed.
Li Yuguo thought to himself that although he could survive in a vacuum environment for a long time, without air, even if he had no air, his combat effectiveness would be greatly reduced.
If you can't fight with all your might, you will encounter rare people who are immune to spells. Even if it's Li Hugo himself, it will be a pure gift to give away the head.
At this point, Li Hugo has fully understood the current situation.
Simply put, it is a deadlock.
Rare people want to expand their so-called "livable belt" step by step in order to survive.
Human beings also want to regain their "livable belt" step by step, and also to survive.
If Li Hugo had encountered purposeful battles such as good and evil in the past, then the battles he encountered this time were purely "the battle of survival".
In order to survive, two completely different races may have an unprecedented war.
The end of this battle must end with a complete victory of one side, and the defeated side will completely become the dust of history.
Or there will be no history at all.
The theorem that the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy seems extremely pale at this moment.
After all, the current situation is no longer victory or defeat, but deeper, continuation and demise.