Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

On Earth, oil is a very, very important resource.

Burning it is actually the most wasteful and wasteful way to use it.

If all the oil on the earth disappears overnight, most of the industrial production activities in the world will stop immediately, and even people's clothing, food, shelter and transportation will not be guaranteed - yes, what you eat, wear, use, and drive on weekdays, Can be directly and indirectly related to oil...

Throughout the history of human beings on earth in recent decades, oil has really played an indispensable role, in addition to industrial development, it has also dominated the process of history.

Some countries have become rich overnight, some countries have suffered more than one bad beating because of this, countless things have been sad and happy because of the rise and fall of crude oil prices, and the fate of countless people has been affected by it.

People are desperately looking for alternatives, and they are becoming more and more inseparable from it, and they are honestly looking for more.

—Yes, oil is like masturbation.

However that's not the point.

The point is, a group of greenskins, without any experience, equipment and technology, just smelled gasoline and found an oil well in a completely unfamiliar country?

And there is no fractional distillation process at all, just such a big lump of oil, mixed with some messy things, poured into the fuel tank together, you can start the engine, and there is no problem at all. , scared the elf's mother away.

It's magic, it's greenskin.

If this kind of green-skinned and fleshy living resource detection radar is placed on the earth, I am afraid that the Ministry of Land and Resources and energy and mineral companies of various countries will go crazy with joy.

-Damn, if I were a little darker in heart and had a little more power at hand, I could learn from the ancestors of the Westerners and complete the **** primitive accumulation of capital.

and many more.

wrong.

Kant looked at the group of green-skinned people. These five-and-three-thick-skinned monsters were also looking at him, with green faces and fangs, **** mouths, and a black whirlwind looking at Song Jiang's smile on their faces that could make children cry.

His eyes fell on the orcs.

The iron armor, metal decorations, and oversized weapons looked mighty, but they were all from IWC. These iron products and accessories were obviously made up in pieces, and he could even deduce the source from the pieces— For example, iron pots, steel shields, great swords, carriage bars, and so on.

Kant raised his eyebrows, then beckoned to the Autobots and said in Chinese: "They have this talent, even if they didn't know the use of oil before, there is always a demand for iron tools, why don't they use this ability to find iron ore There are also gold mines and silver mines. If this method is so easy to use, then the orcs have long been hunted, hunted and raised to extinction by the tribes of the mainland, how dare they come and go in the human kingdom at will?"

When he said this, he was suddenly surprised to find something: "Hey, how come you can speak foreign language?"

- The previous communication with the green skin was in the language of this side.

The Autobot's tone was still full of confusion, and the brief time away from Daddy and walking with Greenskin really opened his eyes, after all, children like to ask a hundred thousand whys when they were young.

"I don't know either. My father taught me the language here. I keep it firmly in my mind. I also recorded your conversations with other people. I tried to summarize some rules from them, but the progress was not fast. However, after meeting them , they were very happy, they kept shouting and shouting around me, I couldn't communicate with them, so I just kept talking about each other, and soon, I would speak the language here before I knew it..."

Iron Son said this with a complicated tone: "These green skins... are a little too evil. To be honest, father, I won't be surprised if they come up with something..."

After Kant was surprised, he became more and more puzzled: "But this can't answer my question, but it makes things more confusing. Since the orcs have such unreasonable abilities, they should have been caught and wiped out long ago, or they will be too strong to hang. Fighting everything, how can it be the elf's turn to be the overlord..."

At this moment, Kuaishoutian shouted: "Dajiba! What are you mumbling over there?"

Kant came back to his senses and pressed his doubts to the bottom of his heart. This question, asking the iron son will not yield any results. After all, he is an outsider just like himself. Regarding the foundation and history of the green skin, we still have to ask the world. The talent is not in a hurry to...

He turned around and walked over, asking, "Chop up the sky, you found me, what do you do?"

This is about the sacred ultimate mission of this trip. Greenskin waved his machete and roared excitedly: "Of course, we will go back to the tribe together, and let you be the master of our tribe, and let other tribes do it. All the weak chickens come to worship you! If you don't agree, cut them until they do!"

Kant asked: "There are so many human beings, why is it me?"

"Because it's you!"

Greenskin didn't have much patience, but because the other party was a fierce and powerful tyrant, it didn't matter if he hummed a few more words, he explained patiently, "The prophet said, it's not wrong! You will bring us something. Powerful and powerful, let all the greens fight and play!"

"We will follow you through everything, from the plains to the mountains, from the mountains to the sea, let all the little shrimps hear our voice, let all the little bean sprouts know our mighty, until..."

When he said this, he thought of the picture that the old and shriveled Prophet had described to him, which made the green skin with a single core of the brain tremble with excitement. He raised the machete and called out the excited green skin. slogan.

"—The greenskins of the world unite!"

"waaaaaagh!"

The orcs wailed and howled together.

After all, these greenskins are optimistic and wild by nature, and they are irritable and irritable, and their thinking is extremely jumpy. Therefore, the huge greenskin race is scattered, and the major tribes despise each other, fight and cut each other all day long, and no one looks down on each other, after all, a greenskin It is a sand sculpture, and a group of green skins is a nest of sand sculptures. Thousands of green skins gather together, and no one knows what will happen.

Although the orcs have a strong tradition of tribal discrimination and infighting, they still know their own affairs and know how difficult it is for the greenskin to unite and unify. This inference can make the orcs all over the world unite. , what a mighty achievement, and what a fierce guy who can do such a thing.

Thinking of this, they looked at Kant with a frenzy in their eyes.

"…"

how to say.

The plot of the Son of Prophecy.

Being regarded as the leader and ruler of the prophecy by a group of very capable guys, and all kinds of reverence, all kinds of kneeling and licking, fighting for you, speaking for you, and recognizing you as the boss, this kind of bridge, Kant read in the Internet Many times, this kind of plot is actually very cool, especially the personal experience, it is even more cool.

...that's weird!

This kind of plot still depends on the setting, the setting, whether it's cool or not, it's too cool, and it's the same as being regarded by a group of emperors and gods as the boss in the prophecy, and being regarded as the leader in the prophecy by a group of beggars. !

Therefore, Kant was always a little unhappy and sighed when he was regarded as a prophecy by a group of green skins who were wildly rejoicing to the point of dementia.

If you want to say that there are hundreds of thousands of green-skinned troops who crush everything and come here to pay their respects, that’s all, just a few dozen happy greenskins who can find oil wells with their bare hands and process oil with their flesh will invite you to go far. When I heard it from a long distance, I was very backward and the simple green-skinned tribe of Luo Shizi was the chief technical consultant... It's weird, okay?

Well, those are not the point.

The point is the face, the face.

If these orcs are not orcs in the traditional sense, but cute girls with fluffy ears and tails, coquettish and good-looking, big breasts, or with some other animal characteristics or habits, such as donkeys Ah killer whale or something, run to his side, surround him, and ask him to go to their place to do things, then he must also read the poem without humility.

And now...

Ugly reject, ugly reject.

He didn't say anything to death, but still shook his head and said, "I have something to do here, so I can't go there with you."

The green skin was anxious when he heard it: "What's the matter?"

Kant pointed to the outside of the city, and said lightly: "Those pointed ears came to my friend's house to burn, kill and loot. I want to help my friend protect their home, and then turn over these pointed ears and settle an account with them."

The green skin said happily: "We like fighting! Dajiba wants to fight, we can help, call the boys back to the tribe, and chop off the pointed ears waaaaagh together!"

Kant heard the words, his heart moved, and then he shook his head and said: "This..."

Before he could finish speaking, a familiar voice came from behind: "Mr. Dong Zhuo! Mr. Dong Zhuo! Why are you here? You have helped us once again, and I really don't know how to thank you..."

After Kant heard this, he subconsciously frowned.

Turning his head, Mayor Nick hurried out under the guard of the crowd and walked towards this side with a smile on his face, a look of joy and gratitude, and even a hint of urgency and fanaticism. Although he looked at Kant, he couldn't help but look towards him from the corner of the corner. The orcs looked at it, and in terms of his scheming, it was a bit of a rudeness.

"You really don't know how to thank me for defending the city twice, the lives of countless people, as well as wealth and status. The value of these is immeasurable."

Kant said lightly: "Since you can't do it, don't think about it. It's better to thank those soldiers who are far weaker than me, but can fight bravely in the face of the elf blade and terrible death. The people who fought with the elves are the most precious strength in this country, but it is a pity that they lost their lives recklessly, please don’t forget them, even if you can’t reward the dead, you can always care for their families.”

Nick's smile was not stiff, and he said, "I have arranged these things long before the war. Please believe me, every soldier will be paid enough. Even if they die in battle, they will benefit their families."

Kant nodded and said: "I believe, but even if they receive generous material rewards, most families will not immediately withdraw from their grief, will they? Those soldiers who survived have experienced great terror and witnessed countless deaths and blood. At this time, the mind is extremely tired and fragile, in addition to money, wine, food and women, I am afraid they need other support and care."

"Mr. Mayor, War Fangzhi, you have a lot of things to do, you shouldn't come to me, I don't need your care, and I don't need you to reward me."

He looked into Mayor Nick's eyes and said lightly, "Don't waste time here."

This was so rude that the officials behind the mayor showed dissatisfaction, but this look quickly disappeared. After all, Kant was right. He was able to defend the city this time, and he made a decisive contribution. A foreigner has fought so hard for Valentine and saved countless lives. Such a feat, and scolding the mayor twice, is not a big deal - after all, he didn't even say swear words or insult people.

... What's more, behind this person stood a terrifying mechanical giant and a group of ferocious greenskins, all holding huge and brutal weapons, very scary.

The mayor understood what Kant meant.

He slowly restrained his smile and looked at Kant without speaking.

"Then, let's say goodbye first." Kant said, "They have been here all the way to fight for Valentine, and they have helped a lot. If the mayor is interested, you can send some wine, meat and food. In addition, there is another thing to do, clean the battlefield and count the harvest. If you find an enchanted item, please show it to me first."

The mayor said, "I'm hosting a banquet at City Hall..."

Kant shook his head and said, "Is it the time for a feast? Let's go to the Vidal Chamber of Commerce. I've calculated it. There is still room to live there."

After that, he took the iron son and the greenskins away.

Nick looked at the back of their departure, suddenly caught up with him, grabbed Kant's arm recklessly, and said, "I have something to tell you, please come this way."

Kant said: "It's good to say it here."

The mayor shook his head, and there was even a hint of weakness and pleading in his tone: "Please."

Kant was silent for a moment and sighed.

In the quiet alley, there were only two people. Nick looked at Kant and lowered his head: "I heard your previous conversation with the orcs, I'm sorry."

Kant said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, they are also loud-then what?"

Nick suddenly raised his head and said solemnly: "The number of greenskins is huge, and the combat power is amazing. If it wasn't for a mess of sand and always fighting infighting, it would have long been a scourge to the north, and now they are willing to fight for you..."

Kant cut him off: "I know what you're trying to say, but my answer is, no."

Nick excitedly said: "Why? They are also happy to fight..."

Kant said calmly: "It's their own business that they like to fight, they go back to their own nests to fight, or go out to find someone to fight, they fight with blood all over their faces, and die on the ground, it doesn't matter, but after listening to me, all If I go to fight with the overlord of the mainland, if I die, every life will be counted as mine."

Nick said, "But..."

"It's nothing, it's my decision to help Goethe, I'm responsible for it, and enjoy all the benefits and take all the consequences, but I'm me, they're them."

Kant said slowly: "It's not that they call me a big tech tyrant and regard me as the person in the prophecy. I will take this role for granted and enjoy the power that comes with it. What do they think and what do I do with me? , are two different things. I don't know them, and I don't do anything for them, so I won't let them bleed desperately for my selfishness, there's no such thing in the world."

"I know what you are thinking, and I know that these greenskins trust me very much. Maybe if I say a word, they will take it as an imperial edict and do it without hesitation, but the more this is the case, the less I can use them. Do this with trust and goodwill, and you will be struck by lightning."

Having said that, he reached out and tapped Nick's chest.

"Understood? That's what I mean. Don't do unnecessary things. Take your mind as soon as possible to avoid self-defeating. At that time, I promise you won't even cry."

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