I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 530 - 23: Ancestral Human Biography, Legend of the Pseudo-human
White Flower is a poor Sea Race scholar in Fish Wine City, a mixed blood of White Flower Fish.
He is ostracized because he longs for the bustling settings described in Human Race books.
Streets without water.
Scholars chatting, building cities together, farming together, advancing hand in hand to create a beautiful countryside.
However, the scholars in Fish Wine City treat reading and writing merely as a profession, and they exploit these advantages to commit all sorts of evil deeds.
They even transformed the free academy for girls meant for learning culture—the Brothel—into a real den of prostitution.
Every Brothel in this city is filled with families in distress brought in through coercion, and the Red House is similar.
Tormented in life, unspared in death, forced into exploitation... the Red House caters to the poor populace.
Some impoverished fish have barely enough to eat, and despite knowing the risks of engaging in such acts with ghosts, they still give it a try.
But the Red House and Brothel in books are clearly spaces for cultured pursuits.
White Flower tried to debate with the Sea Race scholars in the city but was severely beaten.
"Children, let’s hide deeper."
White Flower hid with the children.
"Are those bandits going to send us to the Brothel?" Several young girls shivered in fear.
White Flower showed a tinge of heartbreak.
In the Sea Race here, the Brothel is stigmatized.
And they even claim the Human Race is the same, even more absurd, with Red Houses and Brothels everywhere.
Night deepened.
White Flower peered through the cracks of the basement, watching the bonfire scene in the distance.
At the party, the bone demon bandits were thrilled, starting their feast and eating merrily.
Even dancing and singing!
Some daring Sea Race children couldn’t resist, cautiously approached, and a few blacksmiths tossed them a few skewers, saying if they wanted more, they had to pay.
Soon, those children were completely enticed.
Running back to their parents, they said, "At that party, they are selling things, and one Magic Coin can get three skewers of roasted meat."
Several Sea Race members hesitated, worried: "Can they really sell it? Do they really accept money? Not just demand lives?"
"Yes!"
That child nodded excitedly, "As long as you pay Magic Coins and offer them unseen Spirit Grass or some interesting trinkets."
Soon enough, a few Sea Race members couldn’t resist the temptation, handed over some coins, and let the child run errands.
In a short while, the child returned with several water-soaked skewers, but they were flavorful enough.
"Delicious, delicious!"
Several tormented Sea Race members showed a look of longing.
This was the best food they had ever tasted in their lives; if only they could eat it every day.
They recalled the words of the bandits during the day!
They came here to rob the people, covet wealth, and enslave them.
But if these bandits provided such food every day, it would be wonderful.
"Are they still selling food?" In the distance, White Flower saw this scene and looked at the children behind him, finding them not that vile!
Even if they were indeed bad, he was powerless...
He finally made up his mind, took a deep breath, and approached boldly, summoning the courage to shout: "What do you want to do?"
Su Yuniang turned her head, "You must be the Scholar White Flower that the neighbors talk about?"
"It’s me."
White Flower straightened his back forcibly, "What force are you with? Although I have never seen those bone demon bandits, you are definitely not ordinary bandits!"
Su Yuniang chuckled, not looking down on him for being a poor scholar, as stepping up meant he wasn’t afraid to die, a race needed such stiff spines.
Su Yuniang showed a gentle smile: "You know how bitterly we Sea Race live, we want to change this chaotic era."
"You!" White Flower suddenly thought of something, rebels?
Su Yuniang handed him a skewer, taking one herself and biting into it:
"As a scholar, you’ve read about Human Race history, haven’t you? During turbulent times, Jiu Shui rose and changed the era."
White Flower said softly:
"But that’s only possible for the Human Race, who can plant Spirit Roots; Human Race Spirit Roots are random and varied... while for us, it’s predetermined upon birth!"
"The Demon Race is born with Divine Techniques, limiting our potential."
"For example, me, the White Flower Fish tribe, our entire race possesses Lower Grade Divine Techniques, corresponding to the Human Race’s Lower Grade Spirit Roots, potential foreseeable at a glance."
Their growth environment makes it impossible for them to produce anomalies like the Human Race’s Jiu Shui Saints.
Weak crabs, breed weak crabs.
Strong Dragon Race, breed strong Dragon Race.
Su Yuniang nodded: "I understand, you’re like a caste system, Brahmin."
"But the times are different now; Immortal Spirit Roots have appeared."
"You might not have received the news yet, Xin Xichen’s Immortal Path cultivation technique was publicized, allowing the Human Race to plant a second Spirit Root, and Demon Beasts can also plant a second Postnatal Spirit Root."
"The Dragon Race is about to become more powerful, planting Postnatal Celestial Spirit Roots, turning into Immortal Beasts."
"And we, the lower-tier Demon Race, have opportunities too."
Su Yuniang placed her hand on the shoulder of the Sea Race scholar, speaking solemnly:
"You possess a Lower Grade Spirit Root, it’s okay, find a powerful Upper Grade, or even Celestial Spirit Root’s Postnatal Sea Grass Spirit Root to integrate."
"Lower Grade + Upper Grade, your Dual Circulation Spirit Root will strengthen!"
"Not just you, the entire Sea Race in the world can change, the hierarchy of the entire Sea Race pyramid will be completely overturned!"
Su Yuniang smiled brightly.
How cunning is Xin Xichen?
He publicized the technique hoping the Human Race would embrace an era of cultivating the Immortal Path.
If hidden, it would only weaken the Human Race’s power; the nascent form of Immortal Techniques must use the entire human civilization as fuel to propel together.
But publicizing it would inevitably let the Foreign Race learn it!
But Xin Xichen isn’t afraid of the Sea Race learning it!
Why?
Because he wants to disrupt the Sea Race’s circle!
As long as he reveals the Immortal Path Dharma Methods, the pyramid of the Sea Race is bound to collapse.
Another Jiu Shui might even appear, overthrowing their Dragon Race dynasty!
Xin Xichen is just that mischievous.
He wants to watch the commotion next door. If he gets chopped by Jiu Shui, then they should also produce a Jiu Shui to chop the Dragon Race.
If he gets rained on, he wants to tear apart someone else’s umbrella.
"So, so... you are the rebels!" Baihua’s heart stirred, and a surge of hot blood burned within.
The world has suffered under the Dragon Race for too long!
If the demon beasts at the bottom also had potential comparable to the Dragon Race, they would have rebelled long ago.
"Yes, why are my eyes always filled with tears? Because I deeply love this land! I want to bring change to it." Su Yuniang whispered.
Baihua clenched his fist, wanting to speak but holding back.
Su Yuniang’s smile deepened, "Alright, alright, we have a chance to change our destiny... but that’s a matter for the future. Today, let’s drink!"
As the fourth calamity, if we don’t rebel, it wouldn’t feel right!
Soon, they continued chatting.
Su Yuniang looked at this mixed-blood half-demon, carefully observing their face, "Do you have human lineage? Why does it feel a bit frightening to look at?"
"I have human lineage." Baihua nodded, "Feeling that my appearance is terrifying is probably due to sub-human phobia? You’ll get used to it after seeing it enough."
"Huh?" The little blacksmith next to them also leaned over, "Sub-human phobia, what does that mean?"
Baihua said, "It’s just that looking at the faces of our own kind feels incredibly familiar, but looking at faces similar to our own, the more similar, the more terrifying it feels."
The little blacksmith next to him nodded, "I get it, the uncanny valley effect."
"Bah, it’s the uncanny valley effect!" another little blacksmith snapped.
Baihua said, "Actually, this sub-human phobia originates from the widely spread ’Ancestral Human Biography’ among our Sea Race, used to scare children."
Everyone was curious.
Finally, there were lines.
I knew it.
How could a game NPC not have some life stories, telling local folk tales?
Now that this has settled into the city, we can finally hear the folk tales from the populace.
Even Ning Zheng was somewhat surprised.
Human Ancestor?
Should refer to the first human, the era after the Human God, the first Human King.
It’s the Melting Dragon Era - Rongtian Era - ??? Era.
They were all monkeys before, the ??? Era was the time of the first Human Ancestor.
But unfortunately, Ning Zheng had personally delved into the Chronicles of Time.
The era after the Rongtian Era is missing!
The incredibly historically significant, extraordinarily talented first generation Human Emperor, wasn’t in the Emperor’s Tomb.
At that time, Ning Zheng didn’t care. Not everyone turns into a ghost after death, some people just die.
After all, there are many vacancies in the tombs.
But now, upon hearing about this ’Ancestral Human Biography,’ Ning Zheng was a little surprised.
"Why hasn’t the Human Race heard of this?" someone voiced.
"Because it’s a forbidden book of the Human Race, banned from circulation, only passed down among us... and it carries considerable suspicion of defaming the human ancestors; many believe it’s the Sea Race spreading rumors!"
"We typically use it to scare children; perhaps it’s not popular in your sea domain."
"Our area has more mixed-blood sub-humans, so they fabricated terrifying stories in the ’Ancestral Human Biography’ based on sub-human phobia."
Baihua scratched his head, "Every time a child doesn’t behave here, parents say the pseudo-human creatures from the ’Ancestral Human Biography’ will come for you in the late evening."
The pseudo-humans from the ’Ancestral Human Biography’?
Deliberate defamation?
But thinking about it, it’s quite normal.
Countries often smear one another, even on TV there’s a death filter, and newspapers write blatantly. What more can we expect among different races?
Over in their Earth’s side, the beloved combat nation hell jokes are a classic example of defamation.
"Tell us about it."
"We are very interested."
"Exactly, with good food, how can there be no stories?"
"I want to hear the ’Ancestral Human Biography,’ I want to hear the Human Race’s rumors!"
"What are pseudo-humans? A type of Human Race?"
"Could it be that after the Human God created the Human Race, there were several kinds? True humans, pseudo-humans?"
"I hate the Human Race; I must listen!"
"The Human God just died a hundred years ago, it’s a hot topic!"
...
A group of people chattered noisily.
Their bonfire party has always been pretty boring, now it’s rare to have an NPC join the discussion.
And, following the Human God is the Human Ancestor Era.
The successor of the Human God is the Human Ancestor!
As the rightful heirs of the Human God, by blood relations, we are all the same generation as the Human Ancestor, brothers and sisters!
We are all children of the Human God.
We must listen to the story of the Human Ancestor, to see what this brother did in history.
"Do you know why, historically, the tomb of the Human Ancestor is blank?"
Baihua’s voice was low and cold, beginning to narrate the opening lines of the ’Ancestral Human Biography’:
"Because..."
"The Human Ancestor went mad."
"He ultimately chose to annihilate the world, vowing to kill all humans."
The atmosphere suddenly became somber, the flames flickered, as if drawing everyone into a horror film’s chilling ambiance.
