Wen Rensheng thought about the previous situation again. No wonder the tall man would mainly pay tribute to the old man to the wolves, because in traditional impressions, the old man often symbolizes wisdom.
At first, he thought this was the old people actively or passively choosing to give up their lives in exchange for their children and grandchildren sneaking to Dongzhou to survive.
Now it seems that this is actually more of a request from the wolves.
Think about it, if the wolves prefer to eat young men and women, those smuggling smugglers who have kneeled down long ago will certainly not dare to take advantage of the old men.
Could these man-eating wolves really be able to gain human wisdom by eating people?
He asked the border shepherd to drag the giant wolf, which was unable to resist, outside the ruined city.
"Is this the Wolf King? It's really heavy." The black man ran over and wanted to help, but found that he couldn't even drag one of the opponent's wolf legs.
"Well, let's torture it now." Wen Rensheng said to Heipi.
Then he used the skill of "Language Comprehension" to communicate with the gray-white giant wolf.
"Do you have your own name?" he asked tentatively.
"Wolf God." The giant wolf actually answered.
If you can know your own name, it goes without saying that the other person will definitely be able to pass the mirror test and be aware of your own existence.
This is very important.
"Wolf God, is this what those people call you? Haven't you given yourself a name?" Wen Rensheng asked next.
"I am the Wolf God." The giant wolf insisted.
"Let's put aside this question, why do you want to eat people?" Wen Rensheng asked.
"Eating people can help me gain wisdom."
"Get it? How to get it?"
"After eating my brain, I can see many, many pictures and understand many things."
Giant Wolf answers all your questions.
The wolf is a hierarchical creature. If it realizes the strength of its opponent, it will show obedience. In fact, the process of a wolf turning into a dog is a process of realizing the strength of a person.
"What pictures can you see?" Wen Rensheng asked next.
"A kind of pipe that can make fire, many walking people, farming, trading..." The giant wolf answered with some difficulty, but he obviously had preliminary thinking ability, no worse than a 10-year-old child.
It's just that it's unlikely that the other party will actually use this knowledge to organize the wolf pack. At most, it will be a simple transaction.
But if the other party is allowed to develop, I am afraid that a population of werewolves may really emerge, which will be a slap in the face of humans.
If you don't occupy a piece of land, someone else will.
If humans are afraid of disasters and withdraw, there must be other lives to fill in. Are wolves afraid of disasters? They must be afraid, but they have strong fecundity and short lifespans. Many of them will die before the disasters happen, so they can continue to reproduce.
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There are also large areas of barren mountains and primitive jungles in Dongzhou, but it is impossible for a werewolf society to appear there because there are satellites in the sky and patrols on the ground.
But in this foreign land, where no one has jurisdiction, this phenomenon occurs.
Wen Rensheng feels that this phenomenon requires him to submit a report to the Inspectorate.
The Inspection Department may have noticed it a long time ago, and they must have considered this aspect before recruiting volunteers to join the Disaster and Anomaly Elimination Federation.
After all, leaving those squatting human forces to occupy space will not pose any threat to Dongzhou; but if you allow emerging forces like the Wolf Pack to develop, you will be cultivating enemies for yourself.
After making the decision, Wen Rensheng put the Ruyi puppet on standby and then wrote the report himself in the study.
Another advantage of this is that he asked Inspector Liu to help him create a puppet identity for himself as a border investigator, so he could give a formal explanation.
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When Wen Rensheng submitted his report, there was a barely thriving seaport city hundreds of kilometers west of the ruined city.
This is the capital of the Huanle Kingdom and the location of the Xizhou garrison envoy.
At this time, a private banquet was being held in a huge medieval castle in the governor's residence.
During the banquet, several Xizhou people were talking about something on the lawn.
One of them, a tall, blond-haired, flabby-faced Xizhou man, was the guardian envoy himself.
"Count Conchita, the people from East China have finally reached out." Next to him, a blue-haired man from West China said, holding up a wine glass.
"They came a little late. I thought they would come in earlier. It seems that they have just tidied up their internal affairs." Count Conchita said disapprovingly.
Another man from Xizhou in a suit asked, "Mr. Earl, what are we going to do in the future? Should we return to Xizhou, or should we stick to it? There is no hope here anymore. We have to face countless disasters every day, which is really annoying."
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"Be patient, my dear Jon," Count Conchita shook his head. "Our loyal friend McCann is doing a lot of research, and one of the studies is about to produce results. By that time, those messy disasters and anomalies will be revealed.
The phenomenon can be completely solved. And the Huanle Kingdom, which is on the verge of Dongzhou, cannot give up. We spent a huge price to get the acquiescence of the people of Dongzhou before we could gain a foothold here. This is also where Dongzhou's mysterious materials are traded.
Important passage. You also know that there are many things that cannot be transported by air or sea."
"What research results?" Jon asked. Of course, he is also a xenogeneic expert and one of Count Conchita's privately hired xenomorph subordinates.
"It is a technique for intubating the back of the head. I heard that the effect is very good. People who have used it no longer know what fear, despair, and sadness are... The mood can be maintained within an absolutely calm threshold every day. This
It can reduce the occurrence rate of disasters in the region by more than 90%." Count Conchita patiently explained to his subordinates and friends.
"Oh, how could those barbaric Mackans develop such mysterious technology? It's all the Dongzhou people's fault. If they hadn't forced us so hard in history, how could the Mackens have become a technological depression?
"A red-haired Xizhou native said with great resentment.
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"Okay, now is not the time to recall history. We need to persist. If we persist a little longer, we will get the final victory. I think you are not too far away from promotion. Now is the time when we need various resources. If we lose these
I think everyone can only return to the narrow Western Continent to compete with others." Count Conchita reassured.
"Are they willing to sell this technology to us? I think those McCanns would rather sit back and watch the fight between tigers and come back to absorb our wealth and talents." Jon asked.
"They must sell it. Otherwise, if there is a problem on our side, they will not be able to survive alone, and there is no way to block the technology. At most, we will sell the information to the Dongzhou people and let them make a copy through the Great Prophecy.
We will make predictions later. As long as a secret spreads, the difficulty of prediction will be greatly reduced." Count Conchita said with a smile.
"Yes, this should be done. We were successful before, and we can be successful now."
This group of Xizhou aliens soon started laughing at the same time.
They like this kind of thing the most, and then take advantage of it easily, and they have never been disappointed.
After just laughing, Jon frowned and said, "It's just that this technology looks more like a kind of withdrawal and escape. It uses the power of technology to allow people to escape from confrontation with the mysterious world. If most people adopt it,
One visible consequence is that the number of people who can activate alien species may be greatly reduced. For example, the seeds of grief and fear require people with specific emotional traits to activate them."
"Oh, so no technology can be perfect, just like antibiotics, we can only try to control the side effects." The Earl shook his head.
Others also calmed down from laughter, but someone suddenly said, "Actually, there are very few alien species produced every year, and we don't need so many activators. It's just that our lifespan is limited, and every year some alien species die of old age or because of
Death due to other reasons and freeing up alien species require many activators."
"Yes, if we can have infinite lifespan, or turn the alien species into bloodline seeds that can be passed down from generation to generation and can be activated by descendants, we don't have to worry about the side effects of this technology."
As the count listened, an invisible smile flashed across his face.
