Global Weirdness: I Can Simulate Ahead

The end of the corridor.

The four-elephant-level conjurer next to Lianshan stood beside him like a grandson, not daring to show his anger.

Seeing this scene, Li Guanqi couldn't help but feel a little happy.

To be honest, when he took action, he really didn't think that he could hit Dongguo. Now it seems that the bodyguards of this kid were all intimidated by Lianshan.

Um?

Li Guanqi was suddenly stunned.

Because he originally thought that Lianshan helped him because of Xiahou Li's face.

But now it is obvious that it is not.

Because Lianshan’s eyes were on Mu Ya.

Mu Ya's eyes were firmly fixed on the Catwoman follower in Dongguo.

"On the grassland, the human race and all races live in harmony."

Mu Ya withdrew her gaze and looked at Dongguo, whose head was held by Li Guanqi with one hand and pressed heavily against the broken railing.

The girl from the grassland had a gloomy face, and her voice was extremely cold, "Dongguo, remember, I hate people who use orcs as slaves, especially those who use Catwoman and Fox Girl as female slaves...bastards!"

The murderous intention is so fierce that it is undisguised!

Li Guanqi finally understood.

Lianshan is not Mu Ya's teacher, he is clearly the bodyguard his father has established a good relationship with!

A five-element-level conjurer works as a bodyguard, and Mu Ya claims to be a noble from Beimang Royal Court, but she did not fully explain how "noble" he is.

"roll!"

Mu Ya shouted in a deep voice!

Li Guanqi immediately grabbed Dong Guo's head and threw him directly into the lobby of the attic...Huh? Why does it seem that he has become Mu Ya's thug?

"Wait, you stay."

Mu Ya looked at the catwoman and suddenly said something else.

"I……"

Catwoman was stunned for a moment and looked at Dong Guo, who had a bloody head. She bit her red lips lightly and wanted to leave, but was hesitant.

"Slave Contract, Dongguo."

Mu Ya said coldly.

"..."

Dong Guo looked ugly, but he still bit his thumb and the blood seeped out and turned into a small seal.

"Bang."

Dongguo waved his hand to scatter the seal, and a blood-red mark appeared on Catwoman's forehead. As the seal was shattered, it disappeared into nothing.

Slave contract, broken.

This Catwoman has regained her freedom.

“#@!&￥!&(#￥!@——￥!”

Catwoman ran over immediately, knelt down in front of Mu Ya, and spoke a lot of language with tears in her eyes that Li Guanqi couldn't understand.

"￥&￥*%￥)@%&@*."

Then Mu Ya also squatted down and patted Catwoman's head gently, as if she was comforting her.

Li Guanqi couldn't understand it at all.

For a moment, it felt like I was in a foreign country...

"On the grassland, the human race lives in harmony with all other races. There is no distinction between high and low, and there is no distinction between different races."

After a long time, Mu Ya stood up and whispered to herself with complicated eyes, "This sentence was said by Amul Khan, the founder of Beimang Royal Court two thousand years ago."

Li Guanqi was slightly startled.

"Amul Khan is a great leader, just like the first emperor of your Daluo Dynasty."

Mu Ya looked at Li Guanqi and said softly: "I like Amul Khan and the First Emperor of Daluo very much, because they are the same people. They don't like war, but they resolutely launch war for the sake of peace.

They exchanged a short period of bloodshed for a thousand years of peace in their respective countries, so that their people would never have to shed blood again.

According to legend, in ancient times, humans and cursed spirits were constantly at war.

In the end, the human race defeated the cursed spirit on the banks of the Luo River. Since then, the human race has become the master of the world, and the cursed spirit can only survive.

After that battle, the world was at peace.

The Luohe River has since been regarded as a symbol of peace.

Later, the First Emperor founded the country in the Central Plains and took "Luo" as the name of the country. He determined that the Great Luo Dynasty has always made peace the national policy pursued by the people for more than three thousand years.

Although the country is powerful, it has never actively invaded other countries.

Same goes for Amul Khan.

Gu Jian

Amul, in our prairie language, means peace, peace and ease.

Khan is the king of our grassland royal court.

Taken together, it means King of Taiping and King of Ping An.

Amul Khan established the Royal Court to unify the grasslands and reconcile the conflicts among the various ethnic groups in the grasslands, so that the orcs and humans no longer were hostile to each other and no longer fought against each other, thus bringing peace to all ethnic groups in the grasslands for two thousand years."

Having said this, Mu Ya lowered her eyes, placed her right hand gently on her chest, whispered something in Prairie dialect, and then translated it again in Chinese:

"On the grassland, the human race lives in harmony with all other races. There is no distinction between high and low, and there is no distinction between different races."

She was repeating what she said at the beginning.

In other words, it is this oath of all races left by the greatest leader of the grassland people, Amul Khan, two thousand years ago.

——On the grassland, the human race and all other races live in harmony, regardless of high or low, and there is no distinction between different races!

It is hard to imagine what ambitions the grassland overlord of two thousand years ago had in mind before he uttered such bold words.

It is even more difficult to imagine what kind of heroic people were able to single-handedly allow the mutually hostile humans and orcs to live in harmony for more than two thousand years.

Force cannot do this.

Otherwise, as early as two thousand years ago, when Amul Khan died, all the ethnic groups in the grassland would have dispersed.

Force won't do.

Only kindness.

Mu Ya raised her head and looked at the blue sky, as if she had seen the blue sky in her hometown again, her eyes blurred, "Amul Khan's words are still engraved on the stone tablet in the Holy Land of the Royal Court..."

"But the holy monument has long been worn out, Mu Ya."

The five-element-level conjurer walked slowly up the mountain and sighed softly, "So far, there are only four inscriptions on the holy monument that can barely read this sentence."

Mu Ya was silent.

Li Guanqi hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but be curious, "Teacher Lianshan, what four words are left?"

Lianshan glanced at him.

"People, clan, high, noble."

"..."

Li Guanqi was speechless.

On the grassland, the [human race] lives in harmony with all other races, regardless of [high] or [noble] or inferior, and there is no distinction between different races.

Accepted.

It seems a little unreasonable for the prairie orcs not to fight with Beimang Royal Court...

"Teacher, why do you think everyone wants to fight?"

Mu Ya looked at Lianshan in confusion, "Is it greed? Because all living beings are always dissatisfied? That's why they always want to start wars and plunder more?"

"It's actually more than that."

Lianshan sighed softly, "The struggle between the grassland tribes is essentially due to the lack of grassland resources. Every winter, many tribesmen starve to death.

But the east and west sides of the grassland are endless mountains, which is even poorer than the grassland.

To the south is the Daluo Dynasty.

Further north is the sea, and across the sea are the behemoths of the Violet Empire.

They are not easy to mess with.

In addition, the hearts among the various ethnic groups in the grasslands broke up hundreds of years ago.

Nowadays, the lack of resources makes them ready to start a war in an attempt to reshuffle the grassland situation and obtain more resources at the cost of blood."

As he said this, Lian Shan shook his head helplessly, "Wars between various grassland tribes are inevitable and will break out soon."

Mu Ya's eyes were filled with sadness, "It would be nice if the world were bigger, so that everyone wouldn't have to fight over each other."

"Haha, it's a pity that the world is so big."

Lian Shan rubbed Mu Ya's head lovingly and chuckled: "Little Mu Ya, you might as well think about it, it would be great if there was another world, so that everyone can grab that world, and you don't have to worry about each other anymore.

Massacred."

"The teacher is joking again." Mu Ya was helpless.

"..."

The two of them said it unintentionally.

The listener is interested!

Li Guanqi was listening to what the two of them said. He was almost horrified to the extreme, and the clothes on his back were completely wet with cold sweat!

Another world?

Of course, of course there is another world.

But that's his hometown!