Minecraft: Starting With The Awakening Block Puppet Master

How can you persuade others to be kind if you haven't suffered from them?

Withering Xiaoke did not try to persuade Wu Nian anymore. After all, being stabbed in the back by his most trusted king was something that no one could bear.

Moreover, Wu Nian does not belong to the Withering Clan in a strict sense. To blindly let him go back is to kill him in a certain way.

"How have you been lately?"

Withering Xiao Ke smiled calmly, since now we can't go back to the past, then cherish the present moment.

Wu Nian put away the withering power that overflowed from his body, took a deep breath, turned around and prepared to leave.

He didn't want to have anything to do with Withering Xiaoke again.

This is not only for his own safety, but also because he does not want Wither Xiaoke to be involved in this hatred and become a victim.

"I don't have many friends in this world. You are one of them. Go back. Don't come here again. Make good relationships with other people. It doesn't feel good to be isolated!"

After Wu Nian finished speaking, he turned around and prepared to leave. He knew that letting Xiao Ke go like this would be irresponsible for his own life, but he had no choice.

He would rather bear more danger than kill his first friend in this world with his own hands.

"Don't! Don't leave. Just chat for a while. I will keep the fact that you are alive a secret for you."

Only then did Wither Xiaoke react. He added a hint of pleading in his tone and continued.

"I just want to know more about your current situation. If you really have no place to live, I can help you find a solution together. The lower world is so big that there is always a place for you!"

Wu Nian paused, "A place to stay? No, the lower world is gone, but you don't have to worry, I'm fine now, I met a truly wise monarch."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked in the direction of the crimson forest, his eyes filled with joy of surviving the disaster.

He didn't mention anyone by name, and his meaning was very vague. This was intentional.

He could put his own safety at risk, but he couldn't harm Ji Xin who took him in!

"monarch?"

Withering Xiaoke followed Wu Nian's gaze and looked towards the Crimson Forest.

The Crimson Forest was the Piglin's territory, which made her tie the Piglin King to the monarch in Wu Nian's mouth.

But it makes sense when you think about it. When Wu Nian was dying, the only one who could save Wu Nian was the Pig Spirit King.

"Well, actually this is a good choice. At least you can survive."

Withered Xiao Ke sat on a nether rock minding his own business, his tone mixed with some other emotions, just like reminiscing between friends.

There is a feud between the wither and the piglin, and they are incompatible with each other! But withering Xiaoke's eyes didn't have the venom that usually appeared in withered eyes.

She could understand Wu Nian's situation very well, and she didn't feel anything wrong with Wu Nian joining the pig spirit clan.

Withered Xiao Ke hesitated for a moment, as if she was struggling with something in her heart, but she finally said it.

"It is indeed a choice to seek refuge with the piglins, but the piglins may have a disaster recently. You'd better think of other ways out as soon as possible!"

"Disaster? What do you mean?" Wu Nian turned around and looked at the nervous Xiao Ke.

Withered Xiao Ke clenched his hands, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

"I also heard by accident that the Wither King is planning to launch a war to kill the piglins recently. You'd better be prepared in advance!"

"Kill the pig spirit clan? Haha, what a big statement!"

Wu Nian didn't take this sentence seriously. He had lived in the lower world for a period of time, and he still had some understanding of the situation in the lower world.

The piglins and the wither each occupy half of the lower world. The two races have been fighting for thousands of years without a winner. A mere war is like massacre of the entire piglin clan, which is simply fantastic.

"Actually, I'm not sure. I also heard this news by accident. I heard they said that in this battle, we, the Withered Clan, have an 80% chance of winning!"

Wither Xiaoke's voice became smaller and smaller. Now Wu Nian belonged to the pig spirit clan. She said this to the other party, which was considered a betrayal of the wither clan.

"Eighty percent?"

Wu Nian frowned. This probability ratio between the two races was already a one-sided massacre.

"Okay, I understand, please pay attention to your own safety and live well."

After Wu Nian finished speaking, his figure flashed quickly and appeared several meters away in the blink of an eye.

We are not the same people, so it would be good for both of them to separate as soon as possible!

Withered Xiao Ke quickly stood up. She instinctively wanted to catch up, but she still stopped and prayed silently in her heart.

"You have to live well too!"

…

Ji Xin couldn't help but yawn as he looked at the pig spirits fighting in the ring below.

It's so boring and completely uninteresting.

The fighting methods of piglins are very similar. You hit me with an axe, and I hit you with an axe. There is no technical content at all. It all depends on who has more meat and who has thicker blood.

The Piglin King seemed very willing to watch this kind of chaos, and kept laughing and being dumbfounded.

"What? Brother Ji Xin is not interested in this?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie!" Ji Xin was speechless. Isn't the answer written all over his face?

The Piglin King didn't care. He pointed at a junior Piglin who hadn't played yet and said, "If you give some pointers to this Piglin, what is the probability that the other party will get first place?"

Ji Xin turned on the system and looked in the direction of the Pig Spirit King's finger, and a ninth-level Pig Spirit came into view.

This pig spirit is not weak, and it also wears a golden breastplate, but it is somewhat difficult to win the championship.

"It's difficult! There's no one percent chance!"

"Don't be so pessimistic, okay? You have also seen that our piglin's fighting method is very simple. If you teach the opponent two moves to deal with it, the probability of winning the championship can be increased by at least ten percentage points!"

"Ten percent?"

Ji Xin suddenly seemed to think of his own enchantment, and a bewildered smile appeared on his lips.

"I take back what I just said. If I go up and give some advice to the opponent, the opponent's winning rate of winning the championship can be increased to 80%. Do you believe it!"

"Eighty percent? That's an exaggeration. This junior doesn't seem to have completed a step-up yet. How can he beat those who have done so after a step-up?"

The Piglin King obviously didn't believe it, and he was already exhausted by ten percentage points.

Facts speak louder than words. Ji Xin is idle anyway, so he might as well have some fun.

"How about you assign him a level 10 pig spirit for the next game, and I'll give him some pointers and see how he performs?"

"So confident! Don't overturn it then!" The Pig Spirit King raised his eyebrows, his desire to win was aroused.

"Don't worry, I won't fight a battle that I'm not sure about!"

Ji Xin jumped off the high platform alone. The moment he landed, the obsidian puppet disappeared in a flash. The steel properties directly helped him become immune to all fall damage.

The Pig Spirit King's narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and his heart skipped a beat.

The figure of the obsidian puppet disappeared in a flash, but as a demigod, he still saw it.

"Is that an iron puppet? No, the aura has changed. It's more like an obsidian puppet than an iron puppet. It's so strong!"