Knight of the Light

If you want to change the world, change yourself first.

Standing at the top of the ancient tree hills, Zhou Qingfeng overlooked the entire surface of the Silver Leaf City Ruins, and Hemeng couldn't see anything. A fire was only a few kilometers away, lighting up a small area.

After eating a full stomach, the goblin will randomly find a tree nest and go into bed. Wait until you are hungry before crawling out to find food. They usually live on foods such as mushrooms and reptiles. This time the acidophilic ant outbreak, they can be considered happy.

In the competition of comprehensive strength, the acidophilic ants who lost and lost in the dungeons. But that wasn't an ant's nest that the ants had been operating for decades. The goblins were hungry, and they were busy in the middle of the night, constantly throwing lit firewood into the excavated tunnel.

Under the blazing fire, the acidophilic ants guarding the channel were either cooked or smoked to death. Their constant death shock can only scare the goblins away for a while, and green bugs with only five minutes of memory will repeatedly attack.

So acidophilus ants can only retreat deep into the dungeon, or dig ventilation tunnels elsewhere. But none of these have solved the problem fundamentally.

This area of ​​the dungeon is the old nest of the Maglu tribe, where tens of thousands of goblins are gathered. No one knows this place better than them. No matter how many vents the acidophilus ants dug, they will be found immediately, and the burning wood will be discarded after a while.

Dungeon is a natural defense and a natural barrier. Without air, the remaining acidophilic ants can only be strangled below. So they can only counterattack in vain, continue to break through, and continue to hold back, staged repeatedly.

From day to night, and then from night to day. In the face of increasingly serious losses, the queen had to announce in the spiritual connection that they would negotiate, and then expressed a conditional surrender, and finally unconditionally willing to die.

"Victor Hugo, I know you have cultivated a new queen queen. If you win, I can go to death and give you the rest of the ant colony. You can take everything, just keep it Our ethnic group will do. "

From the depths of the dungeon, the current queen has gone from hysterical mania to helpless begging. It consumes its soul to make an uninterrupted spiritual connection, and only seeks a decent ending.

Zhou Qingfeng, who stood on top of the ancient tree hills, did not respond. Beside him, the new queen ‘Big Red’ was waving her tentacles repeatedly, and seemed confused about the received spiritual information. As for the acidophilic ants under its control, they are at least agitated.

The will of Goddess Angelis was difficult to disobey, and the begging plea continued for one night. It wasn't until a few days later that Zul Greyhapp ran happily in return, saying that his goblin found a temporary dug ant nest in the military camp area of ​​the dungeon.

In addition to a large number of suffocating acidophilic ants in the nest, there is also a large and fat queen queen. Unfortunately, the goblins immediately scrambled for the corpse when they found the queen, and at last they ate it completely without leaving any residue.

"I see." Zhou Qingfeng was sitting on a stone, holding a copy of "Wisdom Racial Dislike Records" in his hand, which mentioned some of the history of Yi Wen Ye who had been lost in time. One of them interested him

‘Among the many ancient empires that have perished, papermaking has almost always occurred. And when papermaking replaces sheepskin rolls on a large scale, which can spread civilization cheaply and easily, an unstoppable disaster will occur. ’

At the end of the text, I wrote a sentence in bold font: papermaking is taboo, and printing is also!

I did not know who wrote this booklet, and the author's name was not left. But considering the time when the "gate of truth" appeared, it was proposed at least 1,000 years ago.

Zhou Qingfeng laughed, looking at the old goblin who had been notified, and asked, "For those acidophilic ants, have they suffered an irresistible disaster?"

"Of course." The old goblin nodded.

"The demon army that invaded the North 50 years ago was also an irresistible calamity."

The old goblin nodded again.

"For those tens of thousands of years, those great empires that suddenly died down during the peak of national strength also faced various disasters."

The old goblin didn't nod this time, it didn't understand at all. However, Sirek, who has not been silent, scolded: "Boy, what exactly do you want to say? Don't think you know a lot after reading some history books. Your ignorance and imagination are too ridiculous."

"I was thinking how to avoid the invisible man behind the scenes."

"There are no black hands behind the scenes, and the decline of those civilizations is what they seek. Tragedies are caused by the arrogance, greed, arrogance, and uncontrolled ambition of rulers. They would not be so if they could restrain themselves.

"Xirick, why are you suddenly so excited? God of Murder, is your priesthood of lie back? I didn't ask you at all, but you came out and argued. Could it be that I guessed right?"

"You", Sirek, came really suddenly. After forcibly pressing, Shen said, "Mortal, you don't understand the greatness of the gods. Without us, this world would have been destroyed."

"I don't think so." Zhou Qingfeng got up to clean up the "gate of true knowledge" and said to Zul Greyhide, "Take your men out of the dungeon, don't make trouble in it. Otherwise, if there is any curse, the acidophilic ants are example."

The old goblin agreed, "What about the business you talked about before?"

Zhou Qingfeng found a wolf skin, "Next I will build a road to you, and you will transport the raw materials recorded on the wolf skin to my harmony village, and I will provide you with some weapons and medicine . "

"Can you provide food?"

"Maybe there is a small amount, don't count on too much, I lack it myself."

"Do you want to recruit some bear goblin mercenaries? It's cheap, just feed them."

"No, it's too difficult to feed them."

The old goblin wanted to earn as much as possible, even at the expense of his own ethnic group. It's just that it has too few chips on hand, and Zhou Qingfeng simply doesn't look down on it. To put it simply, it is too poor with no oil or water.

To complete the second task of the goddess Angeris, Zhou Qingfeng will also leave the elven ruins. When he left, it was a mighty one, and more than two thousand surrendered acidophilic ants hugged and hugged him, preaching for him.

Before more than 300,000 acidophilic ants gushed out like a tide, a cricket opened an open area of ​​several hundred meters wide in the Black Forest. Zhou Qingfeng's way home was to smooth the road again with more than two thousand acidophilic ants, even if the road was repaired.

On the way back, the remaining ant colony returned to the original ant nest. Many ant eggs left before were brought out, and seedlings of glowing moss and underground mushrooms were also brought.

The previous ant colony can achieve a scale of more than 300,000, all relying on these two plants. Uncle Zhou even tried to eat a few mouthfuls by himself. The taste is definitely not good, but it doesn't kill anyone.

The road home was plain, no twists and turns. Zhou Qingfeng rode on his horse and lowered his head to ponder: "Is raising crickets? Or cockroaches? Or raising earthworms? The question is what to raise? The ecological cycle is really a headache!"