Chapter 1567 The Rise of Geer (Part 1)
Geer's wife and children died, and he was comforted, but only once. Because life on this planet is like this, and under the management of this god, everyone lives a similar life. To live beyond the age of thirty-five is considered a long life. Anyone could die tomorrow, and the body is used by the family as an important resource.
When all tragedies have become a daily state of life, then all tragedies will become insignificant. There is nothing to be happy or sad about life and death. Because it's good to be alive, although many people have forgotten why they are alive, they will live life insensitivity, and feel that other people are as insensitivity as themselves.
I don't know why, Geer can't live such a life of insensitivity like those of his tribe. There was always a fire burning in his heart. The fire kept him from becoming numb, and it kept him from becoming mad. And a bold and crazy idea was born in Geer's mind, and it couldn't be dispelled no matter what.
That is……
"Someone has to pay the price!" Geer raised his head and stared into the distance. On the top of the high black rock stood a pure white palace, and the huge pillars of the palace stood up to the sky. Colossal statues of gods carved in pure gold were placed on the roof. Geer's planet is not rich in water and soil, but there is the largest flower garden on the planet in front of this huge palace. Flowers of various colors are blooming and exuding strange fragrances.
Moreover, the aroma of various foods is constantly coming from the palace, and those delicious foods are beyond the reach of Geer's tribe. For example, the special product of this planet, mans sheep, the gods stipulated that all mans sheep must be sent to the palace to be enshrined to the gods. Anyone who dares to eat awn sheep without permission will be sentenced to death. Anyone who ate or caught awn sheep and concealed it will be arrested by the gods here, and then hung high on the cliff for eagles to eat their flesh. Generally, this process lasts for three days before death. Those who were executed could watch their own flesh being eaten by the eagles bit by bit, revealing the white bones. And I have to endure excruciating pain.
The gods enjoy everything in this world, but they strictly forbid the original aborigines of this world to enjoy it all. In the main hall, a god with a golden body and a height of three meters exudes an indescribable brilliance sitting on the throne. In front of him was a long dining table with all kinds of food on it, at least hundreds of them. The numbers piled up are as high as mountains.
In the hall there are servants running at a constant trot, all in neat clothes. Geer touched his clothes, they were neat and clean, completely different from when he was working on the construction site below the mountain. On the construction site, I can only wear clothes that look like rags. It is not an exaggeration to say that the clothes are not covered.
After a long time of hard work, he bribed his steward with his work and the food he took from other people, and he was finally promoted step by step from the lowest level of hard work to a servant in the palace. This is the apex that Geer's people can rise to.
Although they are servants in front of the gods, they are all nobles in front of their clansmen! Because working here can eat enough food and wear decent clothes. Even if one is not careful, he will be punished by the gods, but this is already very good. Much better than those tribesmen who worked hard down the mountain.
So these people who work here have a feeling of arrogance when facing their own people. Because other clansmen would ask them to borrow food when they were not full. This makes them involuntarily feel like they are superior to others.
Just like today when Geer came to work here for the first time, the consul in charge of leading him said to him in a haughty tone: "Be careful when working in the shrine. Your job is to wipe the floor in the hall. Every day you need Wipe it three times, you must be able to reflect your figure. Otherwise, there will be no food for the day!"
"Remember that we are all working for the great god. There can be no mistakes in the slightest, otherwise no one can afford the god's punishment!" The consul said loftily, and Geer bowed his head and promised.
But in Geer's heart, he didn't take it seriously. Who did the dark and chubby guy in front of him really think he was? He is just a poor little bug, not as important as his pet flying eagle in front of the gods.
But such a bug-like thing actually yelled at his own people like this, and felt that he was very remarkable. Yes, maybe in the eyes of bedbugs, as long as they are a little more important than other bedbugs, then they should be thankful. Even if it's just a bigger bug!
Geer dismisses this, but he won't express it. Because he has deeper thoughts and plans. Just like the determination he made after seeing the bodies of his children and his wife. There is always a price to pay for all this. And who should pay the price? Of course it's the guy who looks so high up! Because he is the culprit of everything.
Geer suppressed all the hatred and anger in his heart, and he couldn't bear it. Because he knew that he didn't have the strength to challenge the gods, even if the other party sneezed, he could kill him. I need to wait for the opportunity, waiting for the chance to kill with one blow!
I need patience, patience...
Patience is painful and long, but everything can be endured for revenge. Day after day, year after year, Geer kept repeating those simple tasks in the shrine. He has been waiting for several years, and even boiled to death the black fat man who was the consul.
But he still didn't find a chance to kill that proud god. Because it is too difficult for Geer to slaughter a god, he does not have such power. He experimented with poisoning, but the toxin enough to kill a thousand people was like dessert to the gods, and he didn't feel any discomfort at all after eating poisoned food. Geer thinks it will take time.
But waiting is rewarded, and Geer still remembers the day when he waited for the reward.
It was originally an ordinary day, and Geer was still doing his daily work. He suppressed all hatred and anger in the deepest part of his heart, ensuring that no one would know his hatred.
It was a sunny day, and the god said that he would go out to visit friends. The people in the shrine breathed a sigh of relief and could relax for a while. And just after everyone relaxed for a while, a huge energy fluctuation suddenly came from the sky. There was a loud thunderbolt in the clear sky, and Geer felt that his eardrums were about to be shattered. He looked up into the sky, only to see a black figure holding a long sword and knocking down the golden god and his companion of the same color from the sky.
And the black figure spoke a language he couldn't understand, but Geer didn't know why he felt that the opportunity he was waiting for had come. Maybe my vengeance can be avenged today. It doesn't matter whether it's a fake hand or getting rid of the god with his own hands, Geer only hopes that the god will die!