Chief don't slap in the face

Chapter 474 The Shackles of Civilization

Zhao Guoneng's current prosperity, living and working in peace and contentment is inseparable from the great prophet's contribution.

This great prophet does not strive for fame, does not seek profit, and serves the country and the people wholeheartedly. The only shortcoming may be that his whereabouts are too erratic, and he often does not see anyone for months or years.

Some people say that the Great Prophet was exploring those lost lands and brought back high-yielding seeds, medicines, and minerals. In a word, the Great Prophet has a high status in the hearts of the people, and he is a land fairy-like figure.

Why was the middle-aged man who had just been taken away afraid of the Great Prophet, and didn't even dare to resist?It is because the Great Prophet has too much power to speak, so that he cannot afford any rebellious thoughts.

"If you get the support of the Great Prophet, maybe the master can really wear Zhao's crown!"

Not to mention Friday, even the old and prudent ghost master, at this moment, is full of excitement and daydreams.

"I repeat, I don't need rewards from others!"

Xia Ye refused, this sentence is half true and half false, one is that he can't figure out the meaning of the Great Prophet, and the other is that he is really not too impulsive, just imagine, even if he becomes the king, there is a more prestigious Grand Prophet behind him Prophet, then the king is meaningless.

"Hehe, you care too much."

The Great Prophet shook his head and laughed, "Let's go, go to my house, I have something to tell you!"

With the appearance of the Great Prophet, the rebellion quickly came to an end, and the losses were only limited to the palace, and did not spread to the surrounding residential areas.

The most serious damage should be the Ancestral Temple, but almost everyone in the Zhao family died, and the Great Prophet didn't pursue it, so Xia Ye just pretended to be innocent.

When leaving the palace, Xia Ye saw Zhao Lianyu, although she only had a quick glance, she didn't seem to be in any serious trouble.

The home of the Great Prophet is in Beicheng District. It occupies a large area because it is used to store some items, but there are few servants because he does not like to be served by others.

"Sit anywhere!"

In the tea house in the courtyard, apart from Xia Ye, only Si Guo can sit with him.

"I come!"

Seeing that his father wanted to make tea, Song Guo hurried to help.

"Ha ha!"

The Great Prophet nodded slightly, enjoying the rare family happiness, but he didn't open his mouth. As a junior, Xia Ye was too embarrassed to ask, so the atmosphere was a little awkward.

It was the little Lolita who was caring, and couldn't bear Xia Ye's embarrassment, so she took the initiative to ask.

"What's the matter with that King Zhao? He's already a winner in life, yet he still wants to commit suicide?"

Song Guo didn't understand.

"Because life is very boring. It's like a countryman who has seen a bustling metropolis, and then let him go back to his backcountry. Who wants to?"

The Great Prophet smiled helplessly.

"What is a metropolis?"

Song Guo scratched his hair, looking puzzled, but Xia Ye's spirit was shaken, and he stared at the Great Prophet.

"Don't look at it, I, like you, are the lucky ones who escaped the catastrophe."

The Great Prophet shrugged his shoulders. Because of the spore virus, coupled with his practice, and taking some rare medicinal materials all year round, the Great Prophet has a long life.

"What cataclysm?"

Song Guo was completely confused.

"I woke up earlier than you, about 3000 years."

The Great Prophet recalled: "Oh, it may be 5000 years. It's too long to remember."

Xia Ye nodded, but he had no doubts. If he could 'freeze' in a tree for hundreds of millions of years, then the Great Prophet would also have his adventures.

"Basically, we should be fellow villagers?"

The Great Prophet joked.

Xia Ye smiled, and finally asked the doubt in his heart: "After such a long time, even if you slowly improve technology, no matter how bad you are, you can still enter the Iron Age, right?"

It may be difficult in the industrial age, but there is always no problem with ironware. Even if the Great Prophet does not understand iron-smelting technology, but in his position, as long as he has seen it and proposed this concept, people will definitely be able to find it.

You must know that the development of production tools is often discovered only after a flash of inspiration.

"Because it's not allowed!"

The Great Prophet picked up the tea and drank it down. The wry smile on his face became more intense.

"Not allowed? Who?"

Xia Ye frowned.

"Desolate beast!"

The Great Prophet was succinct.

"Ok?"

Xia Ye was surprised: "Isn't the desolate beast a mutated beast? Like the salmon, it swims from north to south once every four years?"

"That's right, but they may be produced by that spore virus, so there is an instinctive instruction in the gene, which is to destroy human beings, and you can also understand it as the destruction of civilization."

The Great Prophet explained.

"What do you mean?"

Xia Ye's frown deepened.

"As long as civilization develops to a certain level, wild beasts will multiply and destroy everything."

When the Great Prophet just woke up, like Xia Ye, he was gearing up and wanted to do a lot, farming, pioneering, and colonizing. In more than 100 years, he brought the world into a capitalist society and revival of civilization, but followed, in the steam engine Less than three years after the invention, the tide of wild beasts came and swept the entire continent.

Everything the Great Prophet worked hard for was destroyed, and only he survived by luck.

After being decadent for several years, the unyielding Great Prophet restarted his farming career and worked hard to improve technology. This time, he did everything to deal with it, but he still failed to stop the invasion of wild beasts.

"As you can see, after the tide of desolate beasts, the world seems to be restarted, and it becomes primitive again!"

The Great Prophet sighed. He had conducted investigations and found that wild beasts did not attack those primitive tribes. On the contrary, tribes with a high degree of civilization development would be hit head-on.

"What is the reason?"

Xia Ye's scalp tingled when he heard it, his Chaoge was at the forefront of this era, and he was proud of it at first, but now he is suicidal?

"I don't know. Civilization and desolate beasts are like an ecological balance. As long as one crosses the boundary, the other will wipe it out!"

Surprisingly, when the wild beasts destroyed civilization, they died too, so there was a long period of security vacuum for the tribesmen to start developing.

"Is it because of genes?"

When Natsuno was in university, he studied biology, and he knew that there would be inheritance codes in the genes of living things, and they would naturally execute some orders.

"Maybe?"

If the Great Prophet knew, he would not be so helpless.

"So, we can only be primitive people, ruthless and bloodthirsty? We have never had the chance to drink fat house happy water in this life and play games?"

Xia Ye was upset.

"Yes, in order to avoid the invasion of wild beasts as much as possible, all knowledge that can promote the development of civilization must be banned, such as papermaking, Sinan, etc."

The Great Prophet drank tea. In the long years, he tried too many times and ended in failure, so that now, he has compromised.

The Great Prophet was able to get to know the mother of the Song Guo because he happened to meet the Song Guo tribe during an expedition. Think about it, how sought-after is a young, handsome, and knowledgeable man, just a simple mineral salt purification technique , let those tribal women be astonished.

(End of this chapter)