Once upon a time there was a greedy snake

But simply holding it in his mouth wasn't enough; he had to maintain that posture at all times, afraid that he might accidentally swallow the mammoth whole.

Of course, during this process, some wild men who were adrift in the flood, as well as some other animals, managed to climb onto the huge snake's body.

Du Yi didn't care about these lucky ones. He wouldn't deliberately save these savages, but he also wouldn't rush down to kill them—he had his own things to do and didn't have the mind to deal with such trivial matters.

If these savages could stay on his back, then it wouldn't matter; if they were thrown off during his rescue of the mammoth, then it wouldn't matter either.

"Actually, it would be best to kill him."

The thought of the chaos caused by these savages inevitably stirred up some malice in Du Yi's heart—it's not that he was angry, but rather that he was currently suffering an undeserved disaster.

Imagine this: he was in a good mood on a sunny day, planning to set up a fire and roast some meat. After eating his fill, he might even catch the three escaped prey and digest his food on the way back. But then a heavy rain ruined his barbecue dream, and when he looked up, the sun had disappeared.

Anyone would be furious in this situation.

"However... it's not to the point of taking it out on others."

Du Yi, who had personally ended everything, knew very well that the one who did all this was the savage leader on the mountain. As for the few savages who had survived by chance, they were just ordinary people.

"But things can't go on like before."

Recalling his previous experiences, Du Yi roughly reviewed them in his mind.

If we had to pinpoint where he went wrong in this whole affair, it would probably be that he didn't have much contact with these savages.

Perhaps in his mind back then, it would have been better not to have any contact with these savages. After all, if he were to be worshipped as a god by these savages, it would mean that he would likely have to live the life of a nanny for them. Whenever these savages had any problems, they would definitely come to him. Just thinking about this kind of burden makes one's scalp tingle.

He had no relation to these savages, so why would he become their father?

But from his current perspective...

"I'm really going to take control of you."

At this moment, Du Yi had fully realized just how rampant and destructive these savages were.

Or rather, it's not just these savages; any intelligent being would probably do something similar—they would always develop their own civilization, their own power, and even the power to destroy themselves.

Du Yi wasn't really concerned that these savages were destroying themselves.

The problem is, how could his house be flooded as well?

The hill where he used to live has been eroded beyond recognition by the flood, leaving only a patch of mud. Even after the flood recedes, Du Yi probably won't move back.

As for the firewood and seasonings he had stockpiled, they had long since been washed away by the flood.

All of this was simply because these savages suddenly started a massive project of burning the mountain for some unknown reason, which led to an unexpected engineering accident.

The scope of this engineering accident was surprisingly vast.

"The savages need to be managed; we can't ignore them."

The old saying goes that one learns from a beating, and Du Yi has truly come to understand this this time.

Rather than letting these savages run wild and ruin everything, it would be better for him to take charge of them from the beginning—although this would certainly be more troublesome and might even affect his carefree life, at least he could nip any problems in the bud.

"Just do it."

After only a moment's thought, Du Yi made his decision.

As he looked up, the dark clouds that had been gathering for who knows how long gradually dispersed.

It wasn't because Du Yi did anything; he still didn't do anything. However, he didn't need to do anything deliberately—since a large amount of water vapor could accumulate into boundless dark clouds, these dark clouds would naturally dissipate once the rain stopped.

This is why Du Yi simply stayed put and did nothing. After all, if the weather didn't clear up, he really couldn't do anything while facing a flood.

However, when this scene was seen by the savages who had climbed onto the snake's back and survived by sheer luck, it presented a completely different picture.

"The Serpent God... the great Serpent God..."

The surviving savages cried out in alarm, unable to even speak—because this was no longer just a matter of saving them.

Just as the serpent god raised its head, even the sky was opened up.

The sky cleared once again, the long-awaited sunshine shone down, the darkness gradually faded, and light returned to the world.

Under this long-awaited light, the land that had been trampled by the giant snake's body looked so flat.

The original hills have disappeared, replaced by fertile plains with wide river channels.

"Great serpent god..."

On the massive snake's body, the surviving savages, even though they could barely stand, still tried to kneel down and kowtow repeatedly in Du Yi's direction.

This time, Du Yi did not refuse the worship of these savages.

Instead, they accepted it all with equanimity.

Of course, besides receiving worship, he had something even more important to do.

"We can't let you die."

Du Yi quickly spat out the mammoth he had been holding in his mouth.

Chapter 119 The Legend of the Giant Serpent Creating the World

“A long, long time ago, long before time itself was even born.”

"In that thick black water, in the primordial sea of ​​Núnn, everything that had not yet taken shape surged."

"At that time, there was no sky, no earth, no sun or moon, and no things."

"Only the serpent god lurks in the primordial sea, writhing in the abyss."

“Until the serpent god raised his head, the darkness was broken, and from then on there was sun and moon, day and night.”

"And so time was born."

"The newborn human race also appeared in Him. When the first ray of light shone in this world, the human race also had its initial form."

"When the serpent god saw the appearance of humans, he thought it was a good thing, so the humans received the serpent god's knowledge and agreed to manage all things in the world for the serpent god..."

……

As the aged voice continued to chant, the young children listened with great interest, hearing these ancient legends and the unimaginable grand scenes.

However, just as he was saying this, a young man raised his question.

"Grandpa Bhutto, why are the things you're saying different from what other people outside are saying?"

"Those people outside? Are they the caravan that recently arrived in the tribe?"

Upon hearing the young man's question, the old man who was speaking immediately stopped.

What did they tell you?

"They say that the Eagle God is the ancient god who created everything..."

The young people who were asked began to tell their stories all at once.

In the stories these young people heard, there was indeed a serpent god, but the serpent god was the evil one—in the primordial sea, the evil serpent god coiled its body, trapped the eagle god in its belly, and used its venom to create seven kinds of monsters, preparing to completely devour the eagle god.

But the Eagle God created the Sun Ark inside the Serpent God's belly, forging twelve flaming oars with his own light, each oar carrying a light that dispelled darkness.

Just as the serpent god's venom was about to engulf the sunship, the eagle god removed a feather from his heart, a feather capable of weighing all the sins of the world, forcing the serpent god to retreat.

"After that, the Eagle God would pilot the Sun Boat across the sky every day, which is daytime, while the Serpent God became the shadow of the underworld, which is nighttime."

"That's pretty much what outsiders are saying."

The young people took turns talking and shared everything they knew.

Clearly, the latter sounds more real than what the old man named Bhutto told; the cycle of day and night, the struggle between the eagle and the snake, all sound just like the real thing.

However, it only sounds like the truth.

"Don't believe what those outsiders say! Those who worship eagles are traitors!"

The old man named Bhutto clenched his teeth, his face filled with anger.

"They betrayed the serpent god who created the world! They will pay the price! When the serpent god awakens, the river will flow backward, the stars will fall, all rebellion will be punished, and they will be tormented forever in the River Styx!"

This near-roaring roar naturally scared away the young people, who had come to hear stories, not to be scolded—compared to the clan elder, the merchants from afar were much easier to talk to.

Especially the legends and miracles about the Eagle God, the secrets about the gods, and the giant towers and great cities standing in the distance... these rich and colorful things from afar made them so fascinated.

This also caused the old man named Bhutto to sigh deeply.

Although he had tried his best to pass on those ancient myths, it was clear that the younger generation was not buying it—after all, no matter how many generations of ancient myths were passed down, they were still just myths.

Myth is just myth.

Without miracles as their foundation, so-called myths are nothing but empty words.

Whenever he thought about this, old Bhutto was very puzzled. Of course, he did not want to question the primordial serpent, but he just couldn't understand why the primordial serpent would fall into a long slumber that could be called eternal after it had done everything.

Those who worship the Creation Serpent are unable to perform unimaginable miracles like the followers of other gods; it seems the great Creation Serpent left nothing for its followers.

Just like now, even though Bhutto knew that those outsiders were worshipping false gods, he could only watch as the young people of his tribe were lured away by the followers of these false gods.

This is because even believers in false gods can perform so-called miracles.

But this believer in the true God could do nothing.

"Is this the test you've given the people?"

Thinking of this, old Bhutto couldn't help but look at the distant river.

In fact, the serpent god did leave something behind for people. The great river in front of us is one example. The river not only brought clean water, but also made the land along its banks incredibly fertile, where wheat and flax can be harvested in abundance every year.

Therefore, the serpent god is often regarded as the guardian of harvest and granary.

But apart from that, the serpent god left nothing for his followers. There were no divine gifts or divine graces. They could only watch helplessly as the followers of those false gods repeatedly performed those so-called miracles and gathered wave after wave of believers.

Faced with this world where false gods run rampant, those who still hold fast to the belief in the snake god can only watch helplessly as more and more young people go to worship those false gods.

They could only comfort themselves again and again, telling themselves that as long as the serpent god awoke from his eternal slumber, all false gods would be purged and everything would be alright.

But here lies the problem.

It has already been in eternal slumber, so when will this great serpent god finally awaken?

"Perhaps it will happen in the next moment, or perhaps I will never wake up."

Thinking of this, even the elderly Bhutto, who had always upheld his faith, felt somewhat disheartened for a moment.

"Can our cobra goddess Vajit really wake up?"

Yes, goddess.

The cobra goddess Vajit is a deity worshipped in the Buto region since ancient times, symbolizing the protection of harvests and granaries. In Buto, she is regarded as the creator goddess.

As for the offerings to the Cobra Goddess, they were grains and milk, which symbolized gratitude for the harvest and were also proof of faith.

However, this time the offering went awry. After Bhutto poured the offerings into the river, the once calm surface of the river suddenly became turbulent!

"The Serpent God! It's the Serpent God Vajit manifesting himself!"

Seeing that the raging flood was about to sweep him away, old Bhutto chanted the name of the Cobra God as he turned and ran.

But this escape directly prevented Bhutto from seeing that the one who caused this great flood was the newly awakened snake god, who was not the cobra goddess he worshipped at all.

Rather, it was a much larger and more ancient serpent that had also just awakened from its slumber.

Chapter 120 The First Thing After Waking Up

Each shedding of the skin is a deep sleep, and this time is no exception.

However, this time, Du Yi arranged everything before going to bed. He even took time to give those savages onboarding training.

Yes, onboarding training.

To prevent these savages from getting involved in anything unnecessarily, Du Yi specifically assigned them to be in charge of mammoth breeding.

This was the most suitable solution that Du Yi had come up with after much deliberation. After all, he had done serious communication before. However, the result was that the savage leader was discussing the meaning of life with him one moment, and the next he turned around and burned down the snow mountain.

Whenever he encountered this situation, Du Yi would miss the Radiant One from back then.

Although he initially thought it was just normal, after seeing many cases of people not understanding human speech, he realized just how human-like that Radiant One was.

It's incredibly rare to find a wild man who can communicate normally like this.

After all, most savages really can't understand human language.

But it doesn't matter if they can't understand human language. A living person can't be held back by their own urine. Although Du Yi may not be considered human right now, he can still think of a way. Since communication alone can't make these savages behave, he might as well find something for them to do.