I Can Reap Qi Fortune from Players-Chapter 535 - 26: Heated Discussion, Explosive Forum

Chapter 535: Chapter 26: Heated Discussion, Explosive Forum

Step thud!!!

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and the firewood suddenly exploded into sparks.

The crackling sound of the firewood wasn’t loud, yet it struck everyone’s heart as if with a heavy bell.

The timid newcomers finally caught their breath.

Damn it...

It really is a horror story, and a very classic one at that.

No wonder it’s used to scare children.

It’s so thrilling, this Sword Casting Manor game pays attention to such details.

Is it easy for us?

We just came in for two days and we already kicked off with a siege battle to welcome us, then by day we build a beautiful new city, and at night we’re told ghost stories.

Alright.

Starting with a siege, then building a city, it’s a very classic farming plot flow.

The pseudo-human plot of the Human Ancestor will be encountered later, it’s obviously a big side quest?

Immortal Aunt pondered, and appraised it candidly: 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"It’s obvious that this folklore myth, like most myths, has a strong educational meaning."

"Those who couldn’t withstand temptation, trading ambition, kindness, solidarity, courage... would become pseudo-humans... only those of Human Ancestor’s group maintained integrity and remained human all along."

This has a fairytale style.

Night Mad Cultivator shook his head: "But this clearly is adapted from a very distant past, used to educate children, not sure how much truth remains."

Jiucai Rong said: "If we toss out the part that obviously has educational value and sets a terrifying atmosphere, and just look at the main storyline, the Human God, has actually long been dead? Turned into a pseudo-human?"

This myth is filled with absurdity throughout!

No wonder those historians don’t believe it.

After all, The Ancestral Human Biography describes the creation of humanity by the Human God.

Previous historians generally believed that the Human God didn’t exist, like a fictional deity created by the Human Race in prehistoric times to harbor spiritual beliefs.

After all.

Even today’s Great Powers cannot create a race out of nothing!

Even someone as great as the Xirong Divine Craftsman, known as number one in Nine-State, only synthesized immortal beasts, not created races!

So in a more primitive and backward time, no one believes there was a Human God capable of creating races.

But when the Emperor’s Tomb was exposed, current facts prove the Human God truly existed, and in an extremely rational manner that subverts the worldview, "created" the Human Race.

Now reexamining the contents of The Ancestral Human Biography is even more frightening!

Even Ning Zheng couldn’t help but ponder:

"If what’s described is true, the real Human God has long been dead? Then what kind of terrifying thing are we truly fighting that has taken his place?"

He felt a surge of tension for no reason.

It had the atmosphere of a suspense film, this sense of tension was like the first-time invasion into Ghost Manor, encountering ghosts, and needing to follow various eerie rules to barely survive.

Moreover, according to descriptions of pseudo-humans, they often help humans and then secretly replace you.

Why is the Human God so powerful? Where did his power come from?

Perhaps he was the first existence to make a request to the pseudo-humans, and then after making a request, was the first ancient ape to be killed and replaced?

The more Ning Zheng thought about it, the more terrifying it felt.

The Ancestral Human Biography, regardless of angle, is a horror story.

No wonder current historians have formed an archaeological frenzy, overturning many hypotheses, and seeking the true history again.

At this moment, the little blacksmiths nearby also asked White Flower: "What happens after The Ancestral Human Biography? After finding out the Human God is a pseudo-human?"

White Flower shook her head, "I don’t know."

"Huh?" Su Yuniang widened her eyes.

"Anyway, the Ancestral Human Biography we have here is just a fragmented story... there’s a large missing section in the middle, but we do have the ending."

"The ending is the part I mentioned before, the Human Ancestor went mad and killed all humans."

Everyone fell silent.

White Flower continued: "I haven’t been out of the city, perhaps other places outside have the complete version."

The little blacksmiths could only drop it.

It felt like they might have to search more into this content in the future.

...

After seven, the little blacksmiths logged out.

The entire forum exploded.

"Crap, I feel like we’ve triggered a new main storyline!"

"This is absolutely more terrifying historical truth than the Human God taking our furs!"

"Feels like modern humans are going to question their life again... Human God has actually long been dead, replaced by some unknown thing."

"Actually thinking carefully, the behavioral logic of the Human God before did indeed seem problematic! Before we thought he wasn’t protecting humans, turning the Human Race into puppets controlled by billions of threads inside... we thought he was selfish... turns out he wasn’t human at all?"

"Is there any big shot to analyze this?"

"The name Nightly Frenzied Cultivation Sixth Body sounds like a big shot."

"Analysis Emperor, I command you to appear quickly! Write a memorial, for me and my concubines to read together."

"Wuwuwu, it’s so frightening, the Human God has long been dead? What on earth are we fighting when we fight the Human God?!"

"It’s too tragic."

...

Everyone was clamoring.

And someone even created a post:

[Shao Chaikun: Avenging our father is our duty]

Ning Zheng clicked to take a look, and his eye twitched wildly.

"We are all descendants of the Human God, the blood relationship is indelible, if the story is true, the Human God is dead, what is wearing his skin?"

"We must investigate!!"

"We are the descendants of the Human God, siblings of the Human Ancestor, it is our duty to avenge our father the Human God, and brother the Human Ancestor!!"

...

A bunch of Xiu’Er, addicted to recognizing fathers.

Ning Zheng found it somewhat unconstructive.

He clicked on a few more posts and found that no real logical deduction posts had appeared.

After all too.

Even Night Mad Cultivator only posted:

[Wait for me to nurture this wave!]

[There are only two possibilities before us, first, pseudo-humans have gone extinct in history, second, pseudo-humans are still alive, heavily occupying the human upper echelons.]

[Wait for me to burn the midnight oil and start pulling the logic from every little detail since the game’s opening! If it’s the second possibility, pseudo-humans are still alive, we must have seen pseudo-humans, there must have been foreshadowing!]

...

The comments were also speaking.

"I’ll help organize my thoughts too, review the previous recordings, videos, and watch them all over again."

"Exactly, catch the pseudo-humans!"

"Surely there are details, with so many big shots online, watching frame by frame, something must be noticed."

"Wait, I think the old steward looks like a pseudo-human, sometimes he seems stiff, sometimes wants to laugh but doesn’t laugh."

Ning Zheng knew.

They had a recurring habit of loving speculation.

Sometimes the content of their analysis was indeed brilliant... like the truth about Xu Huan, the captived new humans, old humans.

Sometimes, deductions went astray, like a deduction wave forcibly determining the culprit was Xin Xichen’s son!

Publicize it everywhere, making someone so angry they wanted to kill.