Global Weirdness: I Can Simulate Ahead

"How could this happen...how could this happen..."

The late night breeze came through the window.

The dim candlelight swayed gently.

Medolam, who had been married for many years, was sitting at a desk. After reading the yellowed letter in her hand, she could not return to her senses for a long time.

Because the handwriting on the letter was clearly left by his biological father, the previous Khan, Hurius.

——

Medolam, my daughter, sees words like face.

I know that you will be surprised by the appearance of this letter. After all, I was very fond of you when I was alive, and I never had any deep love between father and daughter, so you may feel that I have no reason to leave you this letter. .

However, I left the imprint of my soul on this letter. This is a proof of identity. You can use this to confirm it.

Now, it's time to get down to business.

If you can receive this letter, it means that the situation in the grassland has reached an irreversible situation, and the rebellious heart of the grassland orcs may have been known to everyone.

And your brother Arshan is about to make a decision that will bring him eternal infamy and endless torture after his death.

I'm ashamed of him.

Me, I didn't even tell him the truth back then because I was selfish.

While I want to gain eternal life, I also want him to do the right thing and let him bear the terrible price.

I'm just a jerk.

I don't deserve to be a father.

I'm dying, I can feel the end of my life is approaching, and I don't understand until now that I can't be so selfish.

But your brother has grown up. He is too mature and has his own opinions. His mind will not be shaken by me. Even if I tell him the truth now, it is already too late.

But there is still a chance!

Medolam, it's you!

In your brother's heart, your status is supreme, he only cares about you!

I hope you can stop him, Medoram.

I am going to tell you something next, and the writing below is top secret. You must not tell anyone except your brother.

And even you and your brother need to use special methods to see it.

This method is...mix your blood and your mother's ashes at a ratio of 1:1, and then apply it on the surface of the letter, so that you can see it.

——

Sorry, Medolam, please forgive me for using this method to prevent others from prying eyes, but I must ensure that only you and your brother can see what follows. This is a last resort.

So, I'm going to start talking.

This matter has to start with my father, your grandfather, Amul Khan.

He is a legend on the prairie.

But his power does not all come from himself.

The reason why he was able to step from Bagua level to Jiugong level was because of an adventure.

He saw the gods!

A true god!

Your grandfather is the only lucky person who can communicate with that god, so he became the Chosen One and has the power to mobilize the power of the gods.

You must not believe it, but your grandfather has never been able to open the second Law Palace in his life, and has been stuck at the early stage of the Nine Palaces throughout his life.

The reason why he can possess semi-god-level combat power is because he can mobilize the power of gods.

The god did not identify himself.

And your grandpa has always only called her 'God-sama'.

This is a deal.

Lord God gave your grandfather the power to unify the grassland.

In return, Lord God requires that your grandfather, after becoming the overlord of the grassland, must do his best to create a beautiful world of harmony and equality for all the grassland races.

Your grandfather is not mediocre, nor is he an overly idealistic person as your brother said.

He knows everything very well, he knows everything. Of course, he knows that many orcs are cruel by nature and feed unfamiliar white-eyed wolves. If he blindly pursues equality with them, he will only get a bite from the orcs.

But he had to do that because it was the will of the God.

He didn't know why Lord Tianjin made such a request.

But Lord God actually didn't have much communication with him from the beginning to the end. Apart from giving him power for the first time, the divine voice came to him several times later to sternly remind him not to forget the original agreement.

So your grandfather could only issue decisions that seemed unreasonable.

Behind all the unreasonableness, there is a reasonable enough truth.

And this is the truth.

An unknown god gave your grandfather the power to unify the grassland, and then ordered him to create a grassland of racial equality.

Your grandfather also issued many government decrees.

For example, 'All races in the Grassland Alliance are equal, grassland people and orcs are equal, there are no monarchs and ministers, only alliances.' This is an iron law, an iron law engraved in the blood of our Nala royal family.

But this sentence did not come from your grandfather.

But that god.

Your grandfather is just a slave of the god and can only do things according to her orders.

Your grandfather was afraid of her, but he admired her deeply.

Me too.

Because that God can give us eternal life!

Starting from your grandfather, every one of his descendants, that is, us, we will not really die after death, but will enter the afterlife as souls and continue to live in that heaven without pain.

This is eternal life!

Who can refuse eternal life?

Your grandfather can't do it, and neither can I. We all yearn for immortality.

However, the prerequisite for eternal life is that we must follow the will of the god and keep the Grassland Alliance in a state of equality among all races. This is her only request.

If anyone dares to disobey this will, he will be regarded as a 'traitor' by the God of Heaven and will suffer endless torture in the world after death!

Medolam, when I say this, do you understand?!

Once your brother starts taking action, he will completely destroy the equal relationship between all the tribes in the grassland. He will become a "rebel of the gods" and be hated by the gods. After his death, he will suffer unimaginable and terrible torture, and he will never die.

end!

Go and stop him, Medoram, stop your brother from becoming the 'Rebel of the Gods'.

I'm sorry for you, really, sorry.

——Your unworthy father, Nara Hurius

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"Bang!"

"elder brother!

"

The vermilion palace door was suddenly pushed open, and in the deep night, Medolam, dressed in a green outfit, rushed in anxiously, holding a yellowed letter in his hand.

Deep in the hall, a young man in white clothes stood by the window, looking out at the bright moon.

Facing the arrival of Medolam, the third-generation Khan remained calm and said calmly: "You are now a woman. You should not break into my palace so unreasonably and let outsiders see it, which only adds to the turmoil.

"

"Brother, look at this quickly! Look at it!

"

Medolam rushed to Arshan, with tears in his eyes, and handed over the letter in his hand in a panic, "No! No! You can't do that kind of thing! You can't become a traitor to God!

"

"..."

Arshan frowned, with a bit of surprise, stretched out his right hand, slowly took the letter and read it.

Soon, his face shrank suddenly, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Father..."

But in the end, the expression of this third-generation Khan returned to calmness, but his tightly clenched left fist behind his back also showed that he was actually not calm in his heart.

Medoramu saw this detail.

"No, no!"

She stretched out her hand, grabbed Arshan's left fist, and cried, "Brother! You can't be a traitor! Do you hear me? No!"

"

"Oh."

Arshan just shook his head and laughed, "Sure enough, sure enough, just as I thought, grandpa is not a legend at all, but just a dog of that god, an obedient and humble lackey, ha, the first dog."

"Wha, what?"

Hearing this, Medolam couldn't help but be startled, "You said 'sure enough', 'the first one'? Brother, what on earth are you talking about?"

"Teng!"

Arshan was not in a hurry to answer, but with a thought, the power of the Fire Palace manifested, and the flames rose, completely burning the letter in his right hand into ashes.

The crimson flames flickered, illuminating the handsome face of the Beimang Khan.

He looked at the gradually dissipating flames and the ashes of the scattered letters, and said softly: "Meduram, do you know how the previous bear king of the bear clan died?"

"It's you?!"

Medolam's expression changed slightly, "Three years ago, the Bear King died mysteriously in the wilderness outside the grassland. Brother, it turned out that you killed him?!"

"Um."

Arshan nodded lightly, faced the window sill, and looked at the bright moon outside, with some memories flashing in his eyes, "I still remember that the moon was so beautiful that night... I killed the Bear King that night, because

I suspect something has to do with him.

After soul searching, I found that my suspicions were completely correct, but there were some things that I didn't quite understand or understand.

But now, after reading this letter that Father Khan left for you, I understand, I understand everything.

The legends of the Old Age are all true, and the age of gods really existed in the Old Age, but in the end they all perished because of an unimaginably powerful enemy, which was the so-called 'Twilight of the Gods'.

They are dead.

But not completely dead.

Our grandfather, the so-called 'Legendary Amul Khan', received the power given by a god and was able to unify the grasslands and create the Grassland Alliance.

He is the first known lackey of the gods.

The god gave Grandpa power and made Grandpa become his dog to do things for him, help him unify the grassland, and help him create a situation where all races in the grassland are equal.

The previous Bear King was the second lackey of the gods.

The Bear King also received strength from the gods, and the orders given to him were roughly the same.

The god told him to destroy the Grassland Alliance, return the grassland to war-torn times, and then re-unify the grassland to form a Grassland Alliance with the Bear Tribe as the core, and all races should be equal.

To put it simply, the order given to him by the god was divided into three steps.

The first step is to let the Grassland Alliance disintegrate.

The second step is to let the various tribes in the grassland go to war with each other and recreate the troubled times.

The third and final step is to reunify the grasslands and rebuild a grassland alliance where all ethnic groups are equal.

Three years ago, King Bear was preparing to achieve the first step, but unfortunately, I discovered and killed him before his conspiracy methods could succeed.

Medolam..."

Having said this, Arshan looked at his sister, smiled and said: "I have said so much, do you understand?"

"elder brother……"

Medoramu looked at him in shock, "The previous bear king obtained the power of the gods, and you, you killed the bear king who had the power of the gods?!"

"That's not the point."

Arshan shook his head gently and said calmly: "That's not what I want to tell you. You missed the point of what I just said."

"What's the point?"

Medoramu looked puzzled.

"That so-called god is trying to resurrect and return to the human world!"

Arshan's eyes narrowed and he said solemnly: "The gods are not completely dead! After the death of those gods, they still retain the possibility of resurrection and return!

But the resurrection of gods takes time, and it also requires conditions for resurrection!

This strange request made by the so-called god is one of the conditions for his resurrection!

At first, he gave his grandfather divine power and made him his dog to do things for him, unify the grassland for him, and create a situation where all races in the grassland are equal.

Then, 3 years ago, he gave the Bear King power, trying to let the Bear King destroy the unity of the grassland, turn the grassland back into a war-torn world, and then reunify it, create an equal alliance, and let history repeat itself!

This is a cycle!

War-torn times - Unification of the world - Equality of all ethnic groups - Resumption of troubled times - Unification of the world - Equality of all ethnic groups... and so on, the cycle continues!

That god, through his human manipulation, is causing the grassland to keep repeating this historical phenomenon!

Why?

There are too many complicated secrets in this, and it also contains a lot of my personal speculations, so I can’t explain them all to you right now.

But, Medolam!"

Arshan stared at his sister and shouted in a deep voice: "Believe me, believe brother, this is how the gods are resurrected!

The resurrection of the gods requires a special method that is difficult for us to understand.

They need to control a certain phenomenon. Only in this way can they speed up the resurrection!

And repeating this historical phenomenon on the grassland is the way for that bastard god to speed up his resurrection.

In order to resurrect himself, that bastard tried to bring the grassland back to the war-torn world!

Medolam, my sister, you know very well that a war-torn world will cause the death of a large number of innocent people on the grassland, and countless people will have their families destroyed and their families displaced as a result!"

By the end of the story, the boy with eyes of Beimang Khan was filled with raging anger.

"..."

However, when Medolam heard these words, his childish eyes shrank, his delicate body trembled slightly, and his heart was full of fear, and he said in a trembling voice: "Brother, I don't understand, it's definitely not like this, it's not like this at all.

It’s not that complicated, you, don’t think too much, be good, let’s not think about these things, just let nature take its course and don’t go against the gods, okay?”

"You understand."

Arshan looked at her and just smiled, "You have been smart since you were a child, smarter than me. You understand everything I said.

Do you know? Medolamu, what I originally wanted to do was only for the benefit of the grassland people.

I originally wanted to enable us grassland people, our Nala royal family, to continue to dominate the grassland for generations to come.

But it’s different now. I saw Father Khan’s letter and after associating everything... well, how should I put it? I feel like I have a greater sense of justice?

What I want to do is not just for the prairie people, but for all the ethnic groups on the prairie and for the peace of the entire prairie.

That historical phenomenon that the gods want to resurrect and want to repeat again and again.

This means that he will start wars again and again, kill countless people, and plunge the grassland into desolation again and again!

And this is just to speed up his own resurrection.

I won't let him do that.

I will let the Beimang Royal Court rule the entire grassland, and let this beautiful land maintain eternal peace, so that his plan will fail. Even if it cannot be completely stopped, I will try my best to delay his resurrection!"

After saying that, Arshan's face was full of smiles.

"Why!

!”

But Medolam broke out completely. She cried hysterically towards Arshan: "Brother! Why do you have to go against the gods?! If the god wants to be resurrected, then let him be resurrected! So what if he is a dog? That's

God! So what if you are a dog of a god?! So what if the grassland is devastated? It has nothing to do with us!

"

"No."

Arshan looked at her calmly and smiled: "I am the Khan, the Khan of Beimang Royal Court, the king of the entire grassland, and protect the people on this grassland. After I put on the grassland crown, I will be engraved on it.

The responsibility deep in my soul.

This is the responsibility of the king.

So I can't just watch the so-called god, in order to speed up his resurrection, let this beautiful grassland fall into ruin again and again.

Besides, I can't revive him.

The world is free, and so are we.

You, me, and all the creatures in the world do not need a high and invincible god.

I will not resurrect him, I will stop him. In this world, we humans should be the masters, not some bullshit gods dictating and controlling everything."

"elder brother!

!”

Medolam could no longer control the grief and anger in his heart. While crying, he stretched out his hand and beat Arshan's chest vigorously, "Brother, are you crazy! What are you thinking!"

Didn't you see what your father said in his letter? The world after death is real!

When you went to the tomb of your ancestors, it was not a world of illusion! If you disobey the will of the God of Heaven, you will become a rebel! You will suffer endless torture in the world after death, never-ending, never-ending!

"

"Father Khan also agrees with my idea!"

Arshan grabbed Medolam's little hand and shouted in a deep voice: "Otherwise he would not have told me these truths before he was alive! He just deliberately hid it from me, hoping that I would do the right thing and let me stop it.

The god is resurrected!

And I have long since become a traitor to God!

As early as the moment I killed the Bear King 3 years ago, I had already become the so-called rebel!

No, that's not right!

It was grandpa who was loyal to that god, not me. I never agreed to be his dog!

Without loyalty, how can there be betrayal?!

As for torture after death?

I don't care!

The world has always been like this.

There is always something that needs someone to do!

There is always some price that someone has to bear!

And I! Nala Arshan, as the Khan of Beimang and the king of the entire grassland, I will do my duty!"

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