I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 534 - 25: Ancestral Human Biography, Part 3
White Flower was not too afraid of these strange bandits, thinking that they might have problems in their heads, but most of the time they were not insane.
Rustle.
The campfire party began once again.
White Flower took a deep breath, looked at the hundreds of bandits around, and continued to lower his voice, speaking the latter part of the "Ancestral Human Biography":
"Human Ancestor kept running, kept running..."
Human Ancestor crossed the mountains and arrived at another tribe of the Human Race, warmly welcomed by the enthusiastic humans.
After staying with the new tribe for a period, he gradually became acquainted with the warm-hearted humans, thinking he had already forgotten about the pseudo-humans.
But one day, pseudo-humans arrived at this tribe again.
This pseudo-human’s power was still a notch above humans, with a somewhat stiff face.
Human Ancestor was extremely afraid.
He vaguely guessed that every tribe seemed to be welcoming pseudo-humans, assimilating the tribes.
This time, he did not kill the pseudo-human, but instead decided to hide and see how this pseudo-human transformed humans into pseudo-humans.
Thus, that night, Human Ancestor hid in the shadows.
In the cave, an injured human cried.
The pseudo-human asked, "Why are you crying?"
The human said, "Today during hunting, we were sucked by forest giant mosquitoes, and I’m wondering when our hard days will end, if there is anything that can change all this."
The pseudo-human said to a human, "Human, as long as you give me your ambition, I can make sure you have enough food and drink."
The person gave him his ambition.
The next day, that human became dull and gained a mysterious power that allowed plants to bloom, which he used to feed himself.
That human also became an unremarkable farmer, farming his whole life.
Human Ancestor witnessed the process of a human becoming a pseudo-human.
He was dumbfounded; did losing ambition make one a pseudo-human?
Did becoming a pseudo-human give one mysterious power?
He did not kill the pseudo-human this time and quietly left the tribe, joining another tribe far away by the mountains.
Half a month later, he saw pseudo-humans arriving at this tribe too.
And similar things happened.
One night, a human also shared their feelings, saying, "Why do our children grow so slowly, if they could grow up quickly to help our tribe hunt, it would be wonderful."
The pseudo-human said, "As long as you give us your youth, we will help your children grow up."
Soon, that human gained a miraculous blood and flesh control ability that allowed human children to grow quickly.
The very frightened Human Ancestor fled desperately.
He found that every tribe seemed to be welcoming pseudo-humans, assimilating the tribes.
Pseudo-humans seduced humans, replacing humans.
He kept fleeing, living in one tribe after another, then quietly leaving after the pseudo-humans arrived.
Finally one day, he arrived at a new tribe.
He found that everyone in this tribe looked at him with a rigid sense of discord, extremely vigilant.
At that moment, Human Ancestor realized that when the few become the many, he had instead become... the real pseudo-human.
Human Ancestor understood that he couldn’t escape anymore, he gathered some humans who couldn’t be transformed into pseudo-humans and formed an army together.
They inquired where the city of the Human God was located.
Human God was the greatest existence that created the Human Race, the Holy Emperor of human origins, the supreme King of the entire Earth!
They arrived at the legendary Holy City that created humans, with golden walls and halls, yet the streets were densely packed with pseudo-humans, their faces stiff, expressions eerie.
And they saw the Human God standing on the throne,
"They discovered..."
White Flower lowered his voice.
"Human God had long been a pseudo-human."
The campfire flickered, casting shadows resembling demons with claws extended, and the faces of those under the firelight were illuminated brightly.
Under the eerie campfire, the dark yellow flames flickered, White Flower whispered:
"The original Human God might have died long ago, occupied by some unknown thing, with something terrifying inside him."
"Perhaps, he was the first creature to pray to the pseudo-humans and then be quietly replaced."
