Chapter 993 Punishment

However, Zhong Yanghao, the wise old man, did not believe in gods after experiencing these long years.

He did not want gods to have authority over humans. He preferred to believe that humans relied on their own wisdom to open up a way of survival in this cruel world.

As he said, if it was really gods who opened up the path of cultivation, why did they only open up to the Tongmai realm?

Is the power of gods limited to this?

And if this is only the ability of gods, why can he open up a new realm with his own wisdom?

He believes in equality, believes that man can conquer nature, believes in the wisdom and power of mankind, and wants to create a peaceful and eternal country.

He is indeed wise, but also proud, but weak in management and humanity, which leads to the fact that he does not seem to live so well in the second half of his life...

Although other tribes with cultivation methods did not have people like Zhong Yanghao, they could not open up a perfect path.

However, they have always adhered to Qi Yuan's requirements for them and have never passed on the cultivation techniques to other tribes, but only passed them on in their own blood.

And step by step, generation after generation, the bloodline of priests and leaders became larger and larger, gradually occupying more than 70% of the entire tribe.

This means that more than 70% of the tribesmen can practice.

Therefore, their overall strength is not necessarily worse than that of the Nanlan tribe, and may even be stronger.

They did not have a figure like Zhong Yanghao, which was both their loss and their luck.

Although there was no way to break through the perfect level, their development was more stable, and the tribal structure was thick, and it was difficult to cause chaos due to external factors.

However, the situation of the Nanlan tribe was completely different.

Completely giving up suppressing other tribes squeezed the living environment of the original tribesmen, and the control over the tribe was not strong enough.

For many things, Zhong Yanghao would discuss with the leaders of different tribes below, which seemed fair and just, but in fact it was a dead end.

The most important thing was that when the method of cultivation was made public, the Nanlan tribe was no longer the most powerful existence, and its authority was constantly declining.

Qi Yuan sighed, this situation finally happened.

The awakening of the wise man's thinking, yearning for freedom and peace, so the denial and rebellion against the gods will eventually bring disaster.

After all, for Qi Yuan, only the priests and leaders signed a contract with him, so only the expansion of their bloodline can harvest enough life.

As for other people...

According to Qi Yuan's plan, they will be completely annihilated in the tide of the times and become dry bones buried deep underground.

So the people left at the end are all those whose life he can harvest.

And Zhong Yanghao's behavior undoubtedly offended Qi Yuan, the "God".

"It seems that we have to think of a way...If this allows the Nanlan tribe to expand, there will be more and more troubles in the future."

Zhong Yanghao's research on the perfect level of the road is indeed a great achievement, but what he did in the end has seriously affected Qi Yuan's interests.

Although Qi Yuan was angry about this, he still gave Zhong Yanghao a chance.

In a dream, Qi Yuan used the power of the full handle to give Zhong Yanghao an ultimatum.

"Zhong Yanghao, do you still remember the advice your father gave you?"

Zhong Yanghao, who was in his sleep, was surprised by the scene in front of him, but he still answered calmly: "I know that the method of cultivation cannot be taught to others!"

"Since you know, why do you want to do something rebellious? Considering that you have developed a perfect-level path and have contributed to the lives of the creatures in this world, I can give you a chance."

"What chance?"

"Kill all the foreigners who can practice."

Qi Yuan has tried to persuade this wise genius in the kindest tone possible.

Unfortunately, the only response he got was three cold words: "Impossible."

Zhong Yanghao showed unparalleled pride, staring at Qi Yuan hidden in the holy light, and said firmly: "I don't believe in gods. If you really exist, why are there so many sufferings in the world?"

"If you really protect us, why do we have to snatch food from the mouths of wild beasts? Survive under natural disasters? Use all our life energy to find a way to survive?"

"If you are really a god, why did I research the path after Tongmai Realm, instead of you? !"

"If you are really a loving and compassionate God, why do you restrict the inheritance of the cultivation method and let so many weak tribes suffer?"

"Even if you are a god, you are an evil god, an evil god of injustice, ignorance, greed and selfishness!"

"And I overturn the old dogma, open up a way for the tribe, pass on the cultivation method for all races, advocate benevolence and morality, and emphasize equality for all. If there is really a god, then I am the god!"

The voice echoed in the dream. Qi Yuan looked at the boss with a complicated expression and did not speak for a long time.

He did not expect that the race born in this micro world would be so arrogant.

Denying everything they once had, thinking that everything they did was right.

Qi Yuan did not say anything more and quietly withdrew from this world.

A calm voice sounded: "Professor Lu, in the next few months, pay special attention to the Nanlan tribe."

"Are you going to exterminate the tribe?"

Professor Lu's voice was also very calm. This is a race they created. If they can't use it for themselves, they are just a group of insects smaller than ants.

Qi Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Give them another chance."

"good."

…

Next month.

There was a severe drought and no rain, and all the surrounding vegetation dried up. The wild animals looked for water sources further away.

Prey that is usually easy to catch is now almost always invisible.

Second month.

Heavy rains and flooding occurred.

The floods destroyed their houses, washed away their crops, and killed a large number of people.

The third month.

It was snowing in June, and the temperature should have dropped to dozens of degrees below zero when the sun was supposed to be shining brightly.

They also served as tribe members to store food for the winter. In this sudden cold winter, a large number of tribesmen starved to death and froze to death.

The fourth month.

The beasts besieged the tribe, and the hunting team suffered heavy losses, with more than 60% casualties and their strength greatly reduced.

The fifth month.

The rich spiritual energy around him dropped rapidly, and it was almost impossible to satisfy the need to break through to the Tongmai realm.

Many people, after using up all the spiritual energy in their bodies, take a long time to gradually replenish it.

…

The successive disasters almost devastated the entire Nanlan tribe.

Zhong Yanghao witnessed this scene with his own eyes, his expression full of grief and anger.

He has gradually understood that there may really be someone watching him in the dark.

And most likely, it was the one he met in the dream.

However, he did not think this was God.