Chapter 169: Chapter 169: Civilization that Reveres Nature
“I wonder what kind of treasures the next update will bring.”
Shen Hao had realized that any plugin within the system that could alter probabilities was incredibly powerful.
He could turn low-probability events into certainties, essentially keeping luck on the side of Human Civilization.
Under the rules of Civilization Trial, this was hugely significant!
With this warship, Shen Hao’s inclination to intervene in the civilizational war had grown stronger.
He didn’t just wait for intelligence from the scouting squad; he directly communicated with the Global United Front, asking them to allocate a portion of scientists and military commanders to fully understand this Purple Epic warship and to study its associated tactics.
Upon learning the quality and level of the spaceship, and the technology it employed, the Global United Front was instantly exhilarated.
Initially, there was hesitation in their discussions about intervening, but now, that voice had grown significantly louder.
“The goddess of luck really does favor us.”
“Though it is only one, it is certainly much more powerful than the spaceships of the Desert Tower Civilization!”
“Around this mothership we can create a fleet; as long as we are willing to spend points, we definitely have a fighting chance!”
“Let’s first get ready and calculate.”
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Not all these council members were warmongers, but they were uneasy about the actions of the Desert Tower Civilization and the mass destruction weapons it controlled.
If they had the capability, they naturally wanted to nip the danger in the bud!
While preparations were actively underway on the Human Mother Planet, on the other hand, Feng Ping and others had finally reached Planet No.4.
This planet was slightly larger than the Human Mother Planet, but not by much; however, it was currently under a staggering scene.
Burning, a massive amount of burning, the whole planet seemed to be ablaze, emitting terrifyingly high temperatures, and one could even see flames burning fiercely on the surface!
This was the result of a bombing with nuclear weapons lasting more than ten hours!
The thirty warships of the Desert Tower Civilization also appeared before Feng Ping and his group, each immensely large, designed with a chilling aesthetic, and covered in fierce gun ports, as if they were the product of some extreme firepower ideology gone mad.
Beyond those thirty warships, many more densely packed small fighters were constantly shuttling over this burning planet.
But Feng Ping and the others soon realized that the civilization on this planet was not utterly powerless.
New vegetation was growing at an incredible rate, far surpassing normal plants!
They saw giant plants continuously lashing out with equally huge whips, attacking each fighter, and many plants were spewing deadly corrosive liquid into the sky, quickly corroding any of the Desert Tower Civilization’s fighters that were hit.
Clearly, although the situation on this planet was highly dangerous, they had not given up and were resisting with all their might.
Such widespread combat across the planet, virtually everywhere, filled Feng Ping and the new recruits with awe, causing them to watch from a distance, plunging the spaceship into an indescribable silence.
It was too fierce, too cruel.
The civilizational war had only begun a few hours ago, yet both sides were giving their all, showing no mercy!
This kind of war had no codes of honor, no conventions for prisoners of war, not even surrender negotiations; from the start, it was about annihilation!
“Start recording, send back the footage,” Zou Shulong took a deep breath and said in a heavy voice, “We can’t just rush in carelessly, the whole planet is a battlefield now, and our identity as envoys makes entering directly very dangerous. It’s best to try and establish contact first!”
Indeed, the situation was completely beyond their expectations.
They had initially thought that this planet would become ruins after the bombing with nuclear weapons, and then the Desert Tower Civilization would pause the bombing and send troops to eliminate any surviving individuals hiding out.
However, this civilization still had a significant ability to resist; entering such an intensely violent battlefield recklessly was extremely dangerous.
The others also realized this and turned their heads to look at Tanahara Kanai.
Tanahara Kanai’s Talent, known as “Mind Communication,” and her Profession, “Heart Source Master,” allowed her to delve deep into the spirits of sentient beings and, in particular situations, communicate over long distances or even influence.
She was originally the communications officer of the squad, meant to stay on the spaceship.
But now, it seemed they could only rely on her to try.
“This distance is too far.” Tanahara Kanai felt tremendous pressure but still shook her head after sensing around, “We need to get closer.”
“How close?” asked Zou Shulong.
“I, I’m not sure.” Tanahara Kanai’s face turned somewhat pale.
“Don’t be nervous, just tell me what conditions need to be met,” Zou Shulong knew that their team was actually not professional; they were merely novices. Even though he had been a scout for a while, his past experiences weren’t very applicable now. At this moment, he wasn’t demanding too much from his teammates, just trying to reassure them.
This reassurance evidently had its effect.
Although young, Tanahara Kanai had experienced quite a few events, and she quickly calmed herself down.
Biting her lip, she said in a low voice, “Commander, if I can identify where the target is, the maximum direct distance I can connect to is twenty-five kilometers.”
“Twenty-five kilometers.” Zou Shulong quickly looked at the map that had been drawn up and indeed found an area with sparse firepower.
“Let’s go!” he ordered decisively, “We maintain a stealthy state, be careful.”
This command was very dangerous; it was equivalent to going deep under the eyes of the Desert Tower Civilization.
All their confidence could only be based on the technological level of this reconnaissance spaceship.
But Zou Shulong was confident.
Even if they were to be discovered, they would utilize the President’s power and forcefully break through!
At this moment, the civilization on Planet No.4 had no idea that the mighty Human Civilization had already sent envoys to their location.
This civilization was in a stage of extreme anger and tension due to the war.
In a place deep underground, miles below, numerous roots had formed a small space—this was currently the highest command center of this civilization.
If Zou Shulong and his team discovered them, they would realize this was the least human-like species among all the civilizations they had encountered so far.
Because they had upper bodies similar to humans, yet had the lower bodies of odd-toed ungulates.
They somewhat resembled the centaurs of human fantasy.
But were obviously different.
These people even had two slightly curved horns on top of their heads; the skin on their upper bodies also carried some congenital imprints, matching the color of the fur on their lower bodies, and they were obviously divided into different species based on the color of the fur, the shape of the horns, and the size of their bodies.
Even within this small command center of hundreds of people, one could see over a dozen different categories.
In fact, these people truly came from different tribes.
This civilization worshipped nature and lived in the forests covering the entire planet in a relatively primitive way. Although there were over forty different species and several hundred different tribes, they referred to themselves with a collective term—Senya people, implying the children of the Life Mother Tree.
At this moment, the leaders of over thirty tribes, almost representatives from all tribes, were all gathered here.
This was a team that had been formed during the last Civilization Trial.
They understood as well that facing the Civilization Trial, without unity, there was no possibility of resistance.
And this time, they had done well.
By harnessing the power of plants, they could easily relocate underground, and also had the power to fight off the undead. As long as they could find a way to keep the plants on the ground alive under increasingly harsh cold, they could survive this trial.
However, they had never imagined that the crisis would come not from the trial, but so fiercely!
“The enemy’s numbers are too many, and their attacks too terrifying,” a muscular Senya person sadly said, “Listen, the Life Mother Tree is moaning; those terrible flames have heavily damaged it, and all of nature is burning, while our resistance cannot threaten the enemy beyond our world.”
“Tetet,” another similarly muscular but older-looking Senya person seemed very dissatisfied, “We all heard the moans of the Life Mother Tree, but our ancestors did not call out to us for help, nor did they tell us to give up. Your words will only bring shame to your tribe and your people!”
The Senya person named Tetet appeared to want to explain something, but another Senya person seated in the chief seat interrupted him.
“Enough,” this Senya person emitted a strong aura, holding a magic wand carved from wood and even wearing a luxurious, thick magic robe. His sharp eyes looked at the two, “Tetet, you need to learn to hide your fear. Your tribespeople are watching you. Balah, you should be more tolerant toward Tetet. He’s just a fourteen-year-old boy who should not have become a tribe’s priest at this age.”
Everyone stopped talking, both Tetet and Balah respectfully saluted the male Senya person.
Because he was the Great Leader they had elected.
He had also led the entire Senya people through the last Civilization Trial.
The Great Leader named Wakah brought the topic back on track, asking in a deep voice, “I asked you to contact your ancestors; now tell me, to what extent is the Life Mother Tree injured?”
Indeed, the Life Mother Tree was not only their faith but also a real existence.
It was even created by their own hands!