Steel steam and flame

Xixia went to a formal school and knows how people's psychology will change when the environment and resources are different. Only a few people can fully accept it and face the gap. And most people will develop negative mentalities and emotions amid the gap. For small tribes in unknown areas, growing on their own is just a luxury. Their way of survival relies on a certain shining point, waiting to be noticed by large tribes and powerful individuals and merged into it.

Xisiya's tribe originally belonged to a tribe that relied on growing a mushroom that could be used as a raw material for medicine as its main means of survival. It was a completely ordinary and inconspicuous part. Life and death would not have the slightest impact on anything. Moreover, at that time, there were less than five strange people in the entire tribe, and they were not systematic. They could only be regarded as members of the ordinary world.

That changed nearly three years ago when Sisia was selected as the person who would participate in the sacrificial ceremony. When the world of strangers was completely opened in front of the tribe, joy and madness completely enveloped it in an instant. Sisia is rightly revered as the first saint of the tribe.

Various resources and technical knowledge support from the Fire Tribe followed Sisia. According to the person in charge of the Fire Tribe who contacted Xixia, these resources were just inconspicuous gravel, and most people were not interested except for the low-level strange people who wandered outside the various tribes.

Later, when Sisia compared the resources that the Fire Tribe poured into her, she personally verified this statement.

The wrong part also started from that time. Sisia did not invest all the resources of the Fire Tribe into herself. In addition to the fact that she could not use them all, there was also a reason why these resources could be handled by her. A small part was transferred to the tribe for use by those selected by the tribe.

Before the sacrificial ceremony began, or three or four months before the ceremony ended, there was no problem with the form recognized by Sisia. But when the problem of poor sleep quality and inability to concentrate began to trouble her, discordant voices did appear in this small tribe.

Three years ago, Xixia was just a student in a regular school. Every time she returned to the tribe for vacation, she helped grow and harvest mushrooms. She doesn't take well to the sudden changes in life and the world. Of course, the rest of the tribe accepted it well, but the negative energy after the gap became huge.

Not good at dealing with these things. On the one hand, as a woman, Siccia has a weak heart. On the other hand, as Fall said, she puts too much responsibility and pressure on herself. The tribe's resources are reduced, indeed, because of its own problems. Sisia has always thought so.

Old Butler Fule, who was in the driver's seat, saw that Sicia did not respond to his words. Having lived for decades, he could know what Sicia was thinking in her heart without looking at her expression through the rearview mirror.

Sighing secretly, Foer knew that some things should not be rushed, but he also understood that there was not much time left. Big tribes really don't care about resources because they are huge. But wasting resources is another matter, and many people don't want this to happen. Just by occupying a spot to go to the Nature Association League, Foer could faintly feel the danger of approaching Sisia in the near future.

"Miss, narcolepsy has not been solved in the super country, but there are other gains, right?"

Xicia thought in her heart, thinking about more than a year and a half of study, a lot of training, very few actual combat tasks, customized ability development and the advancement of the Stranger stage, etc. The existence of narcolepsy leaves her with very little time and low efficiency.

There was nothing that could be taken out, and Sisia's face looked numb: "With the accumulation of more resources, we are almost able to enter the third stage. Instability, and the loss of strength and physical strength have always existed."

"It's good news." Fore smiled again. He believed that this was exactly what Xicia needed at the moment. Nothing else mattered. Only strong power could ensure other possibilities in the future.

Sisia yawned again at this time. Even though I just slept once, it doesn't mean that I will be full of energy when I wake up. Already used to this kind of situation, Sisia didn't say anything about it. Looking out the window at the flowing highway fence, she closed her eyes and asked Foul to remind her when he got to the tribe.

The pure white limo turned one corner after another, and the maintenance of the road began to deteriorate with distance. The occasionally visible shadows of big cities in the distance gradually disappeared behind them, and even though there were still a large number of buildings appearing, they became much smaller in scale.

It was six o'clock in the afternoon when Fore woke up Sicia. It was dark outside in winter and the street lights had been on for more than half an hour.

"Old housekeeper, how many times have I changed places during the time I went to the association?" This small and medium-sized city outside was unfamiliar to Xixia. When they set out for the Nature Association, hundreds of people in the tribe were living in a large city and did not have to worry about life and money.

"Three times, I finally got here." Foer answered honestly, with joy and ease. He believes that even in this kind of place, most of the people in the tribe are not qualified to live, so they should go back to the foot of the mountains to grow those mushrooms with red umbrellas and white stems!

The limo drove forward and entered the city, but turned into the outskirts and finally stopped in front of a large building. It's like a manor, with fences and lawns. The buildings are twisted and connected together, so it can accommodate a thousand people without feeling crowded. At this time, Xisiya also understood what Fule said not long ago - even a quarter of the original amount is not something we could imagine before.

Compared with the foot of the mountain, it is indeed much better here. But compared to before, it is still far behind.

As he entered the building, Foer honked his horn, making a blaring sound. When the limousine entered the garage, not many people came to greet it. They were all familiar faces to Xicia, and there was a rare smile on her face at this moment.

Foer was dragging his luggage, while Sisia was in front talking to old friends, but there wasn't much to talk about. This was not the first time I felt this sense of distance and estrangement. Before the sacrificial ceremony began, this feeling was even stronger.

Someone walked out from the side, and when he approached Sisia, he was stopped by Fore: "Young lady just came back, she needs a good rest."

"It's the order of the clan leader, not just Mr. Kos's people, everyone in the tribe is waiting for her in the hall." The words became colder at the end, "Fol, please realize that you are just a steward in the tribe, and I am also , or someone else, can let you leave here at any time. You are very old, so you should pay more attention to your health. It is true that you are also a strange person, but..." The man finally laughed.

"Kosko is from the Thunder Wolf tribe. Do you know what this means?"

"Of course I know, it means far more resources than now, and a more noble status." The man looked happy, "When do you think it is now? The Fire Tribe will still pay attention to our group of people! We have to think about the future."

When Fule didn't reply, the man snorted and looked forward again. The less than ten people who were talking to Xixia just now closed their mouths and looked at him together at this moment. It was said that it would be more appropriate to look next to him. The man felt alert and suddenly looked next to him. Sisia's serious face instantly occupied most of his field of vision. The sight made the man feel stinging, but fortunately he looked away the next moment.

"Old butler, you've rested enough in the limo. Just help me put my luggage away." Xicia said, then turned around and looked ahead. It was easy to identify that the place with the most lights should be the hall that the man mentioned. , took steps and walked over.

Sisia turned around and let out a breath, but sighed in her heart. She never thought this would happen.

As she walked down the corridor, the man followed her. She didn't know what the situation would be like in the hall, and Sisia didn't want to think about it. At this time, he yawned again. Xicia, who was used to it, didn't pay attention. However, after walking a few steps, the lights and scenery appeared in his sight.

Quickly holding on to the wall beside her, Sisia shook her head. Before she had time to think, darkness hit her and completely swallowed her up.