The immortal black snake just wants to live simply

"..."

"Mandra, are all these sacrifices worth it? How many of your colleagues saw from the burning flames of the deep pool not the path of the Tara people, but their own future?"

"But when the Victorians are building their homes brick by brick, they don't remember that they are paying for Victoria... It's just that the Victorians already have their homes and land, and they can build and cultivate in peace. And I Our compatriots want to live with their heads held high, but they have to shed a lot of blood."

"Are you trying to convince all your compatriots to sacrifice themselves for the so-called righteousness? But you must know that many of the compatriots you are talking about would rather live an inferior life than risk their lives to escape the oppression of Victoria. Even if what's waiting for them is just slow death... they don't care about Tara at all and just want to live on their own. Or enjoy the fruits of your struggle."

"Then they block the way to the Deep Pond...and I will send those traitors and borers on their way."

"But what about our compatriots who know nothing?"

"That was a necessary sacrifice."

……

Damian is a native of Tara, Hill County.

A very ordinary Tara man.

He was not considered smart, and he was able to pass the job advertisements of the Capte Group through self-study, just like the Capte Group employees who were born in Tara and were envied by local residents.

The recruitment conditions of Capte Group are not harsh... after all, a worker on an assembly line that produces ordinary goods does not need a high level of knowledge.

But for the uneducated Tara people, they can become talented through self-taught... even if this so-called "talent" can only understand the operation of some simple machines and can read fluently.

That is also difficult.

You can't do it without a certain amount of talent.

As for those Tara nobles and Tara merchants... after all, they only account for a very small part of the Tara people, and it is thousands of times more difficult to become them than to become an employee of the Capte Group.

After all, reincarnation is also a technical job ()

Most of the people in Tara are like Damian, who can only survive under Victoria's oppression.

educate?No.

salary?Yes...but only a little.

Even a little bit of life is difficult to maintain.

Safety?The beatings of the Tara people by the Victorians were never considered a big deal in the eyes of the police. They were just verbal criticism at best... And how many Tara people were expelled to the wilderness in the name of ore disease?

Without providing good protective clothing, how can you ensure your own safety in those workshops with harsh conditions?

Damian was unwilling to give in.

So he joined a group close to Shenchi in Xiaoqiu County.

He provides intelligence to Shenchi, helps Shenchi move and provide supplies... because he believes in the future promised by Shenchi.

[Tara people can now hold their heads high and create their own wealth with both hands]

He firmly believed in this and spared no effort, even putting his own life and death at risk to fight for this goal.

And if Mandela hadn't happened to pass by at that time, he almost died... But even when he was tortured by Victoria's soldiers, he did not give any information to the garrison.

He is not a traitor.

But what his cousin... Saoirse did deeply disappointed him.

"I don't want to lose you, I don't want to lose my parents, I don't want to lose my friends... I don't want to lose anyone else who is important to me."

So Saoirse told her trusted friend the information about the banquet, that is, the Vaifan honor guard named Jenny.

Too naive... Damian admitted that Vaifan did seem to be one of the few good people in the Victoria garrison, but what role could an honor guard play?

What's more, what if Vaifan named Jenny has hidden agendas?

Saoirse deeply disappointed him. The other party was undoubtedly a traitor in Damian's eyes, and traitors should be executed...but Saoirse was his cousin after all.

The cousin he grew up with.

He can't do it.

So he let Saoirse go, warned her to get out of Xiaoqiu County, and then reported the leak to Shen Chi... But Shen Chi noticed something was wrong earlier than Damian, and quickly caught Xi Elsa.

And then the leader...executed Saoirse, at least from Damian's perspective.

Damian didn't realize that Mandela's stone thorn was one step faster than Ravsyne's flame.

……

Damian knew very well that his leader was not wrong, but... the reason why Damian got close to Shenchi was precisely because he wanted his family and friends to live the life Shenchi promised.

Damian looked numbly at the flames and wails around him.

He had just discovered two bodies.

Those were the bodies of Saoirse's parents.

That is, Damian's uncle and aunt... They also helped Damian, who couldn't find a job, for a period of time.

But now, they are all dead.

If their faces weren't intact, he wouldn't even be able to recognize the two corpses with hideous cracks that looked like they had been hacked to death.

"...Sacrifice is inevitable, and there will be no bloodshed without any struggle."

he murmured numbly.

But why is he... feeling a little shaken in his heart now?

"boom!"

Bursts of thunderous cannon blasts temporarily brought Damian back to reality from his confusion.

He raised his head and stared blankly at the sky.

A cannonball with dazzling flames grew bigger and bigger in his eyes...

And devoured this confused man.

"..."

In the moment before his consciousness disappeared, Damian felt more than just the fear of death and Victoria's hatred.

There was even an inexplicable sense of relief.

'Leader...your fire will surely break the shackles that have oppressed us for hundreds of years! '

……

Countless cannonballs fell like rain, exploding the moment they touched the ground and walls.

The shock wave easily tore apart the gel material, and the high temperature ferociously melted the metal structure. What was even more terrifying was the pathogen that took the opportunity to burrow into the city's muscles and bones...

Incomplete combustion forms huge clusters of Originium crystals, which are densely condensed in the wounds of streets and buildings, just like pure black flowers blooming rapidly in the mud rain.

Looking at those pure black flowers, some knowledgeable survivors showed horrified expressions, and even the trace of happiness that they had just escaped from death disappeared instantly without a trace.

Those pure black flowers will bring the most painful suffering to everyone on this land, and it is also a disaster that everyone talks about.

That's the active source stone.

At this time, the streets are full of active source stones that can cause people to suffer from mineral sickness.

……

"[Accountant], how likely is it that your former boss would be hit by artillery fire?"

"[Orator], I know what you are thinking. If the other person does not die because of you, I will pay you accordingly... but he cannot die in gunfire."

"So sure? Haven't you always left room for your own speculations before? Why are you so timid this time?"

"Stop provoking him, [Arsonist], it's not like you don't know how afraid this kid is of his former boss... If you ask me, Mandela shouldn't have stood in front of him at that time. There was no trace of the poison that harmed me. of use."

"Hey! [Poison Scholar], I have no problem with you trying to kill that stinky businessman, but don't try to drag Mandela into trouble... She is a good girl."

"Huh, I think you spoke for her because you thought the mindless way of doing things was similar to yours, [prisoner]."

"Okay, okay, [Robber], please stop saying a few words... The most urgent task is to find the 'leader' first. None of those rabble who responded to the call at the last moment are useful. They will only run away when disaster strikes. Even Ravshini I can’t care.”

"...[Orator], I think we should get rid of Capt first."

"[Accountant], are you really scared by your former boss and have sequelae... If the leader knows that the fake was lost under our noses, who can withstand the leader's anger?"

"[Arsonist], forget it if you don't want to help... Where are the others?"

"[Accountant], calm down... We all think it is better to find Ravshini first. If she is allowed to escape our control, no matter whether the person who gets her is an enemy or a "friend" with evil intentions, the consequences will be dire. It’s unimaginable. After we find her, we will naturally act according to the plan. Help you get rid of that stinky businessman."

"……Row."

[Accountant] reluctantly agreed to [Orator]'s proposal.

no way.

If even one of the six people was missing, [Accountant] would not dare to take action against Capt.

It's just that [Accountant] doesn't know...

In Capt's eyes, they were already dead.

……

At the same time, Mandela and Capt were still sitting on the ruins, motionless.

A huge stone wall floated above the two people as a barrier, but there was no sign of any impact from above.

When that rain of artillery came, the area near them was lucky that not a single shell fell.

So lucky!

"(╥╯^╰╥)嘤嘤嘤~I am so touched to see Mandela that you still think so much about my selfish compatriot!"

Capt took out a white silk scarf from his pocket and pretended to wipe his non-existent tears.

"...You should be blown up to death."

Mandela moved the floating stone wall away and turned to look around.

There are active source stones everywhere, and there are also many pieces of flesh and limbs that have been blown to pieces by artillery fire.

The foul smell of blood permeated this miserable city, and howls and whimpers filled people's ears, or perhaps came from their mouths.

But these tragedies still did not make the smile on Capt's face fade even a little.

Black Snake has seen too much... At best, he will only regret the loss of life, but he will not have any negative emotions about it.

He only cares about Himself.

Since the factories of the Capte Group under His command have not been attacked, what does the suffering people of Tara have to do with Him?

Even the black snake will pay attention to the closeness and distance.

"Victoria's garrison took the bait. They didn't guess that Shenchi hid the real main force behind it; and attacking civilians indiscriminately would only make people more disappointed in Victoria... It's a good strategy. It seems that Colonel Hamilton is behind it. That Duke made a bad move."

Capt commented:

"Shenchi has long been aware of the huge amount of active Originium weapons stored by the garrison, but he did not take any action on it. Instead, he took the initiative and forced the garrison to use it... Your leader doesn't care about the tower as much as you say. To attract people~"

Mandela remained silent for a while, and then said softly:

"The lives of those people are just fuel for the fire of the deep pool. For the sake of the overall situation, and for all the people of Tara to stand up and fight against the injustice, this fire must burn very strong...until the Victoria that oppresses us is completely burned to the ground. Ash."

"Good good."

Capt yawned.

This kind of words of sacrificing others and fulfilling oneself can always be said skillfully from the mouths of careerists.

"..."

Mandela knew that Capt did not agree with her words.

But Mandela firmly believed that her leader was on the right track.

No struggle can be fought without bloodshed.

only……

Under Capt's slightly surprised gaze, Mandela closed her eyes and inserted her staff into the ground.

At the same time press both hands on the top of the staff.

"Although they all sacrificed for the great cause of Shenchi... there are always some deaths that can be avoided."

Mandela, who had her eyes closed and prepared to perform a large-scale Origin Stone technique, did not notice that Capt, who had been squinting his eyes, opened his eyes.