Versatile Mage: I Awakened Nine Stars

Chapter 379 We are different

In many situations, a fist is more convincing than words.

After Xu Shen demonstrated his ability to catch bullets with his bare hands, the Native American survivors behaved with great composure—if Xu Shen hadn't been physically fit and fast enough, they would have scattered in a flash.

The two groups sat together, talking at cross purposes.

Xu Shen tried to capture their thoughts with his mental power, but could only vaguely perceive strong negative emotions such as fear and unease.

He's starting to miss the spiritualist monks.

"Brother, look!"

Just as Xu Shen was at his wit's end, Shaka pointed to the markings on the wall not far away: "It looks like ancient Native American script."

Xu Shen glanced around, but didn't recognize a single one of them.

"Old Mo, do you know him?"

Mo Fan raised an eyebrow: "Now you won't call me illiterate?"

Xu Shen asked in surprise, "So you know him?"

Mo Fan shrugged: "I don't know him."

Xu Shen suppressed his joy: "Then you're still illiterate."

Mo Fan roared, "You son of a bitch..."

My memories of my previous life are a bit hazy.

If I remember correctly, Mo Fan missed the high school entrance exam because his father was injured in a car accident, and he only got into Tianlan High School through his father's connections.

However, his grades in both theoretical and practical classes seem to have always been excellent.

Having been reborn, he transferred schools early on, and no one knows what he did to inexplicably create the persona of an illiterate persona, which has become so deeply ingrained in people's minds.

It's outrageous!
“Brother, these characters seem to be simplified compared to the ancient Native American scripts in our world, but they are still somewhat understandable when put together. Perhaps we can communicate with them.”

As Shaka spoke, she broke off a branch and squatted down to write and draw.

"Who among you can write?"

Xu Shen asked a question instinctively, and seeing the bewildered and fearful looks in the crowd's eyes, he couldn't help but slap his forehead.

I really made a stupid mistake.

However, Shaka's movements are still easy to understand.

A short while later, a boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old emerged from the crowd surrounded by Xu Shen, amidst pushing and shoving. He was dressed in rags, pale and thin, with shifty eyes.

Xu Shen frowned, walked into the crowd, and pulled out a chubby boy who had been hidden by the others.

The chubby boy was dressed in fine clothes and had a bulky figure, clearly living a good life.

He looked reserved and carefully squatted down in front of Shaka, looking at the words on the ground. The more he looked, the more surprised he became, and he broke off a branch and started writing.

The differences between the two writers are obvious, but the relationship of inheritance between them is even more apparent.

It is precisely because of this that by connecting words into sentences and guessing, one can almost accurately guess what the other person wants to express.

The two drew and wrote for about an hour, and finally, they completed their first friendly and cordial greeting.

Xu Shen and the others had gained some initial understanding of this unfamiliar world.

The literacy rate in this world is not very high, and the gap between the rich and the poor is huge.

The little boy was the only one among these people who had received a complete education.

Yes, he is the city lord's son.

With the little boy's help, the three of them found temporary shelter.

At Shaka's request, the little boy found a large pile of books for the three of them.

Shaka closed the book and said, "This dimensional world has a simple geographical structure, with only one land and one sea. The land area accounts for about 10% of the entire planet, which is equivalent to the size of Australia. The total population is less than 700,000, all of whom are descendants of the Native American tribe from Earth."

Xu Shen said, "The total population is 700,000, which is about the level of an ordinary county in China. However, for these Native American descendants, it is already very fortunate that they have been able to develop to this extent."

Shaka nodded slightly and said, "But I still have some doubts. The people in this world don't know magic. In terms of individual abilities, everyone should be about the same. So why is there such a disparity in wealth and status? In fact, if the data in the book is accurate, nearly 90% of the resources in this world are concentrated in 10% of the population. This extreme degree of wealth disparity is even greater than that on our planet Earth."

Xu Shen was speechless.

He was also puzzled.

Logically speaking, when individuals are physically similar, the more power and wealth are concentrated in one person, the easier it is for that person to be eliminated.

Wealth and power should be redistributed in chaos so that, over time, all people should be infinitely equal.

Mo Fan scoffed, "Your imaginations are still limited. Have you ever heard of 1% of the population controlling 120% of the world's resources, while the rest of the population owes them 20%?" Xu Shen and Shajia were dumbfounded.

How wicked must these people be to have developed such a world?

Rotten flesh, festering sores?
I can't imagine it, I can't imagine it.

The silence was deafening.

Mo Fan waved his hand listlessly: "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's change the subject."

Xu Shen thought for a moment and said, "I'm very interested in their gun. Old Mo, explain it to me, how did you come to know about that thing?"

Mo Fan shrugged and said, "Would you believe me if I said I was a time traveler?"

Xu Shen was speechless: "I was reborn, you believe me?"

Shaka laughed and said, "I've read some science fiction novels that depict guns. Although they are very different from the actual inventions of these Native American tribes, upon closer examination, they are indeed somewhat related. Brother Mo Fan can recognize them, so you must have read quite a few science fiction novels."

Xu Shen said, "If we learn how to make guns and open a factory on Earth, wouldn't we make a fortune?"

"it's useless."

Mo Fan sighed.

Do you really think he's just a time traveler who does nothing?

Do you even understand the true value of being a top student?

From the very beginning of his transmigration, he had planned out his technological advancement path, waiting for the right conditions to allow him to concoct a few nuclear bombs and give these natives of the magical world a small shock in terms of technological civilization.

Unexpectedly, he perished before he could even begin his mission, thanks to his AK-47.

He still remembers it as a bright and sunny morning.

He excitedly pulled the trigger.

I thought it was about hearing the dragon's roar.

I never expected this...

In this bizarre world, the foundation of matter is actually elements rather than atoms?
It’s so outrageous.

"The two worlds are fundamentally different in that the laws of chemistry do not apply, and naturally the laws of physics at the macroscopic level do not apply either."

Mo Fan sounded listless; recalling that memory made him feel terrible.

Xu Shen and Shajia were completely bewildered.

These words are understandable individually, but when put together...

What constitutes the basis of matter?

Chemical laws?

Physical laws?

What the hell is this?
Mo Fan opened his mouth, thought for a moment, and said, "For example, although the water here and the water on our Blue Star are both water, and both evaporate when heated and freeze when cooled, the water on Blue Star is composed of the element water, while the water here is composed of two other substances."

Xu Shen frowned deeply: "How did you know that?"

Mo Fan casually picked up a book and tossed it to Xu Shen, saying, "This is their chemistry book. You may not recognize the words, but you should be able to understand the images, right?"

Xu Shen, still somewhat skeptical, handed the book to Shaka: "Translate it."

Shaka looked at the book and said meticulously, "A hundred years ago, Lavapu, building on the work of his predecessors, successfully decomposed hydrogen and oxygen using the electrolysis of water, proving that water is composed of hydrogen and oxygen..."

Mo Fan shrugged: "Look, in this world, electricity generated in water produces hydrogen and oxygen. On Earth, even if you bombard the entire Pacific Ocean with forbidden lightning spells, you still can't produce these two gases."

Xu Shen and Shajia looked at each other in bewilderment.

To be honest, I feel my worldview has been slightly shaken.

Mo Fan yawned and said nonchalantly, "Alright, stop with the nonsense. We're already here, let's go for a walk?"

"I'm not going."

Xu Shen recalled the Qi-refining method the fox mother had mentioned, which made him feel uneasy. He shook his head and refused.

Since Xu Shen wasn't going, Shajia naturally didn't want to go either.

Mo Fan couldn't speak the language and originally didn't want to go out.

But seeing how affectionate the two of them were, I felt I was being too obvious as a third wheel, so I went out alone.

(End of this chapter)