Mystery: She came from the Chaos Sea.

Chapter 32 I will manipulate immense emotions to ignite divinity

A sunny and warm winter.

Crowded.

Because of the presence of giants, the New Year festival is not the most lively festival in the tribe, but it is the festival with the most fervent emotions among the people.

During this festival, people sweep away the gloom of the old year and sincerely make wishes for the coming year.

The limited amount of alcohol that each household was usually allocated was brought out to the drinking contest.

The mouthwatering grains and honey exude an enticing aroma.

The rotating member of parliament delivered a passionate speech.

Meanwhile, in the bustling distance, a seven-man squad gathered on a hill near the fence. They were wrapped in thick winter coats made of fur and carried various weapons, watching the lively crowd in the distance.

Amanisis, following human habits, also wore thick winter clothes, her furry appearance resembling a snow wolf on the ice field.

"Aren't we leaving yet?" a little girl named Selena asked the leader, Urolius, in a low voice. She was petite, like a fluffy ball of dough, but her eyes, which she secretly glanced at Amanisis, were full of longing.

She is the youngest member of the team, a lucky survivor who was accidentally infected with an extraordinary ability, and an extraordinary being with the ability of "nighttime enhancement".

"Wait a little longer. At this year's celebration, the tribe will unveil a far-reaching achievement. We can't participate closely because of our mission, but at least... let's observe from afar before setting off."

As Ulorius spoke, he noticed a wave of cheers erupting from the crowd in the distance.

Waves of shouts erupted as they yelled in a language they had never heard before.

Compared to commonly used northern languages, this pronunciation has a smooth and fluent quality that resonates with humans. Moreover, this pronunciation seems to evoke a mysterious power, triggering a collective human consciousness, allowing people who have never learned this language to inexplicably understand the meaning expressed by this pronunciation:

"Hello, new world. We are human beings."

Selena said.

Not only her, but the rest of the team were also muttering in confusion. They had never encountered or learned this language before, yet they naturally understood the meaning of the sentence as they spoke it.

Especially since the team consisted of extraordinary "drug testers," they could feel that this language, which was strangely familiar and moving to them, could move the forces of nature, just like the giant language they had been studying!

Sensing the turbulent emotions within his squad members and listening to the rising waves of sound in the distance, Ulorus's pure eyes shone with fervent joy. He whispered to Amanisis:

"Sister Helmani succeeded."

Amanisis frowned almost imperceptibly.

His vision was clearer than that of the rest of the team.

He saw Leodorus proclaiming the script created by Hermaea, which was eventually named "human language" and was capable of manipulating the forces of nature.

He saw the inscribed stone tablets that had been revealed in the square.

He saw a large, enthusiastic crowd.

They heard the curious and excited crowd shouting, led by the councilors.

However, He also sensed on a deeper level the emptiness within this immense emotion…

The creation of "human language" certainly excited the tribal residents, but the vast majority of them could not truly perceive what this language meant to extraordinary humans.

They were simply swayed by the politicians' rhetoric.

Amanises gazed at Hermaine standing in the crowd, and then He heard Hermaine's voice: "We are born to be subservient."

……

Sensing the emotions of the crowd, Helmani did not drink the potion she had prepared. Drinking the "Manipulator" potion amidst such overwhelming emotions might just be the way to advance successfully.

But holding onto the potion made from the legacy of her "mentor," and facing a similar predicament to her "mentor," Helmaenie couldn't help but feel a sense of hesitation and fear.

Just like all the tribal inhabitants standing before her, she was simply a human being.

In this messed-up world, humans are constantly driven forward by the most basic desire: the "will to survive."

The sense of responsibility that belongs to Helmaene, "taught by her ancestors and forefathers".

This belongs to Zhou Mingxiang's "goodwill toward others nurtured in a peaceful country".

These admirable qualities and morals... envelop her in the present.

But after a thorough self-analysis, the most essential thing remains—

It is the selfish desire to "live and live better".

But at the same time, she has an innate and abundant capacity for empathy and compassion.

The sacrifices and legacy of her predecessors, the dark circumstances that humanity is powerless to resist, the struggle for survival in the darkness... she will be moved by everything she sees, hears, and encounters, and feel deeply empathetic.

Then I became afraid that I would experience all of this myself...

The fear in my heart was uncontrollable.

It's like the fear of being kidnapped by a passing wolf.

It's like the fear of being held in the hands of a wolf cub.

It's like the fear of being stared at by Salinger.

But if you cower in fear, even the smallest desire to survive will be difficult to fulfill!

"The best way to deal with fear is to face it head-on!"

The tribe needs a savior, so let me be one.

The world needs a savior, so let me be one.

This is not your choice, but my ambition born from the "will to survive"!

Standing in the crowd, using the amplification system in the square, Helmani took a deep breath and shouted to all the tribal residents:

"We are born to be subservient."

"We are born slaves."

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

"We are born to be food."

"But--"

"We humans have never given up the search for the power to change this situation."

"...Our forefathers found an extraordinary path, full of thorns."

"...But for thousands of years, this power that has been so painstakingly sought has remained weak."

Why?

"Compared to those powerful races, the answer has already become clear to us!"

"Because we have no gods!"

"Because we humans have no gods!"

"But today, here, as I created 'human language' that can communicate with the forces of nature, I felt a divine power being born within me!"

"...He is so faint, yet filled with a glorious future!"

"so--"

"Believe in me!"

"Believe in me, and you'll have the potential to become a god!"

Hermaine's words silenced the entire square and the tribe.

Even the council members standing around looked at each other in bewilderment.

Although the members of parliament knew that Helmaenie was attempting to further explore the "demigods," a concept that had been a forbidden zone for humanity for thousands of years.

But that kind of exploration was based on the path of our ancestors' drug trials, and it was an attempt to integrate the stronger characteristics of those "half-human, half-god" beings...

Rather than some vague reason like the creation of "human language".

Hermaine's words were completely different from what they had agreed upon beforehand!

But in the silence, Leodorus suddenly shouted fervently, "Believe in my Lord!"

After a brief pause, the other members of parliament followed suit, shouting in unison, "Believe in my Lord!"

At this moment, they still could not fathom what schemes the former First Congressman, who had disappeared for half a year and remained silent for another half, was plotting.

But the tribe had nothing left to lose...

Since the "First Councilor," who has the potential to go even further, wants to become a god for humanity, they are willing to contribute their own assistance to this endeavor.

Moreover... they have always fantasized more than once about a true human deity rescuing them from this hopeless world.

Their actions were even more fanatical than Leodoro's.

This fervor and trust quickly spread outwards from the inner circle of the square, igniting the emotions of the entire tribe circle by circle.

Seeing this scene from afar, Amanisis couldn't help but burst into laughter, laughing so hard that tears streamed down her face.

He chuckled softly, "Indeed! I've never misjudged anyone; Helmaene is just like me."

Like me... It's better to trust yourself than others.

Hearing this from afar, Ulorus, also moved by this sentiment, looked at the god of the wolf race and said reverently, "Yes, Lady Night, you and Sister Helmaene share a heart for humanity..."

(End of this chapter)