Several old men who came in rushed over after hearing that Niya was back.
The younger generation in the clan has been told before that they are fairly honest, but Niya may be more impulsive now that she has just come back. In addition, as an extraordinary person, she does have the capital to be impulsive, so it is even more worrying.
The Yangjiao people finally settled here. Although it was remote and the surrounding land was not fertile, fortunately there was a suitable terrain to avoid the winter wind and snow, which greatly reduced the number of livestock that were frozen to death. Everyone also planned to put things aside.
Not prepared to look for the Wolf Ears theory of the attack.
"I understand. Patriarch, don't worry, I won't act privately."
Niya nodded, indicating that her mood was stable, which reassured the elders. This girl was the hope for the future of their clan, and they could not take risks here.
"Well, don't be too impatient. Study hard in Emenas. If you reach Sequence 6 in the future, it won't be too late to go find them again."
Then several old people comforted him and then left.
After watching the wounds on Lao Ketan's body gradually heal, Niya and Luo Lan also walked out. It was getting late at this time.
There were scattered stars in the sky, and flames were burning in the brazier outside the tent. The mountains and fields in the distance were dark. Occasionally, you could hear a few distant wolf howls, and there were also bursts of sound in the grass all around.
The sound of insects chirping.
The night air was a bit cold. Niya wrapped her sleeves tightly and walked with Luo Lan. She looked at the wilderness and several busy tribesmen in the distance, and then spoke.
"This is the tribe I grew up in."
"There are not many people, and they are relatively weak. They are often bullied and attacked by the surrounding tribes." Niya slowly lowered her head as she walked.
"When I was a child, I was not very sensible. I often pestered my parents for food. Later I learned that many people in the tribe were hungry and lived frugally."
"Later I felt very ashamed, so I looked forward to when everyone would have enough to eat and no one would get cold in winter."
"So I worked very hard to practice the extraordinary sequence. I hope I can help everyone."
"Then I was lucky enough to enter Emenas." Niya raised her head and looked at the brazier set up in the open space, then stretched out her left hand and watched the orange flames floating in the wind, changing into various shapes.
kind of shape.
"At first I thought I could be considered a little genius, and I was very confident." She looked at the flames quietly, the firelight reflected in her pupils.
"But then I gradually discovered that everyone is very smart and very strong, but I am not a very talented person..." Her voice gradually became lower and lower.
"I'm not special, I'm just an ordinary person. I can't do many things, and I can't do them well."
A hand pressed on the back of Niya's hand, asking her to turn her head.
Lorraine Hill looked at the girl with short light brown hair and horns and said.
"Then, what do you want to say? Do you want to give up?" The black eyes under the firelight were scorching.
"I..." Niya wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say, so she was silent for a moment.
"Does it have to be the most talented person? Does it have to be the strongest person?"
"When you have difficulties, look for ways to overcome them."
"Why do you deny yourself so much, saying that you have no talent, can't learn, and can't do it?"
"Are you sincerely trying to achieve this, or are you doing it because you want others to feel sorry for you, or to be considerate of you, so as not to be blamed by others?"
"If you just want to make money, of course you have to choose the method or industry that suits you best. But mission and dreams are not. They are things that cannot be weighed on the scales. If you can put them on the scale with peace of mind, then it means it is just what you say.
It’s just what you said, not what you think from your heart.”
In the pitch-black night, the girl's black hair was fluttering in the wind, and her black crystal-like eyes reflected the light of fire as she looked at the girl with horns.
The words of the girl with black hair and white skirt were like a sharp sword piercing through the unconscious hesitation and escape of the girl with horns. She stood there blankly, her brain trembling. Is this what she really thought? Although she felt very guilty, on the surface,
I am also relatively angry, but in fact I have always been calm in my heart, so calm that it makes people feel cowardly, and I am just escaping.
Do I really want to lead everyone to change the current situation? No, in fact, I have no confidence at all. Such a cowardly self will only lead everyone to a worse ending.
I am not suitable to be a leader. That kind of position should be filled by more powerful people, such as Luo Lan. I am not smart, have average talent, and have no experience. Why do I think I can do better than the old patriarch.
I am not the one chosen by fate, and I am not capable of such great achievements as Kedalen.
Thinking of this, Niya lowered her head sadly.
"Yes, I am actually escaping. I am afraid of taking my own responsibilities because I can't do that well."
"But you have no choice." The black-haired girl turned her back and looked at the lights and tents in the distance.
"You were born in this tribe, and your parents, elders, relatives, and friends are almost all connected to this tribe, and you can't let go of it."
"You love all of this and want to make changes, but you feel that you are not capable enough and are afraid that you will lead everyone in the wrong direction, right?"
"Yes, Lorraine."
"Then, who are you going to find to take your place and become the successor of the next clan leader? Are there any younger members of the clan who are stronger than you?"
"This... they will gradually grow..." Niya answered in confusion.
"Then why can't you grow up gradually?" Luo Lan turned around and asked this low self-esteem girl with horns.
"How unconfident are you about your future?"
"If you can't do it 100%, will you stop? If you can't do it perfectly, will you never start?"
"Take one step, then one more, and the road will open up."
"Maybe the result is not so perfect, but it is better than the past. If you can't reach the end, you will work hard to train the next generation to take over this task. One day, you will reach the end. People will remember it when the time comes.
There was once a forerunner named Niya who came here."
Niya looked at the dark-haired girl with burning eyes, and a corner of her heart gradually warmed.
"So, is it okay even for me?" she said slightly tremblingly.
"I remember you said before that you wanted to change the current situation of the tribe and change the fate of this millennium." The girl with black hair and white skirt gently hugged Niya and whispered in her ear.
"If this is what you think from the bottom of your heart, I believe you can do it."
In the dark night, the stars in the girl's eyes twinkled like the Milky Way in the sky.