Yuanshen: The sea of ​​sand at the beginning, straight to the seat of God

Chapter 12 11 - They Don't Love

Among the tribes, they live in pursuit of abundant aquatic plants.

But abundant resources are limited. Sometimes two tribes find the same oasis, and the only thing that can solve the problem is the sword and gun.

Killing breeds hatred, and hatred breeds more killing.

Repeatedly, never stop.

This is not a problem that can be solved by the destruction of one party, because it is all the tribes in the entire sand sea that compete for resources.

You can destroy an enemy, but if you can't solve the overall environment, then the disputes and killings will still come as promised and never stop.

The environment of the desert has remained the same for hundreds of years.

There is always a way to solve this problem, and as far as Rama is concerned, the path he wants is to use power to complete unification.

This is conquest rather than domination, and tribes that are forcibly conquered do not give up their hatred for each other, nor do they dedicate much loyalty to the kingdom.

But this is the opportunity for the chaotic tribal rule to change.

They will not be loyal, but the nascent kingdom does not need their loyalty - the king only needs them to be willing to charge forward.

What follows is a snowball process.

As long as the king can bring enough benefits, they themselves will forget that they are also the conquered during the process of conquest, and instead regard the kingdom as their own honor and medal.

Uninterrupted victories and the benefits brought by victories will make them the king's loyal flock.

"People do dislike war, but what they dislike is a war that costs them nothing but pays for it."

"If you can win the battle and continue to bring rich land and resources to the tribe's people, no one will hate war."

"When we cannot solve the internal contradictions in a short period of time, then use war to transfer the internal contradictions to external contradictions."

Objectively speaking, hate is a big problem.

Rama didn't have the ability to make people endure hatred, and it was impossible for everyone to work together with just a few words.

If a problem exists, it should be solved, but there are many ways to solve the problem.

"It's as if I can't persuade some elders who oppose me, but I can make them unable to object?"

Babel has mastered the core technology of problem solving.

It doesn't solve the problem, but it does solve the person who asked it.

"Foreign wars can get rid of those people who are completely unwilling to compromise. If they die, the problem of hatred will be greatly alleviated."

"Then the next step is to win. Xumi's territory is huge. As long as he can win, there will naturally be enough benefits to appease everyone's hearts."

"When the diehards disappear, the neutrals and the less stubborn opposition will naturally accept this interest and become our allies."

Rama's words were calm, "There is only one problem, and we have to win."

Objectively speaking, Babel did not want to support Rama.

His ambition is too great.

In the future, the elder of the Tanit tribe just wants to discover the [Eternal Oasis], use the theocracy of the [Flower God] to obtain greater benefits, and seek the power of the [Spirit Town] that is said to turn the sea of ​​sand into an oasis in the legend.

But what Rama wanted was to be the Red King.

Not the king of red sand.

When Chi Wang was still alive, the kings enshrined in theocracy could also be called the kings of Chisha, they were the kings of the sand sea.

But mortals obviously wouldn't compete with the gods for the same title, so they rejected the position of King of Red Sand and placed themselves in a proper position.

And Rama didn't set his own position quite rightly.

He wants to be the king of the red sand land, and then be promoted to become a god here.

"If I refuse to cooperate with you..." Babel asked, "You won't kill me at this time, will you?"

"No mother, you raised me and gave me a chance to live."

Although I know, it's because you lack a proper tool.

But the grace of saving life is the grace of saving life, and it will not change because of the purpose of the giver.

Rama shook his head, "I will leave the desert and go to other places to fight for the future, just like Sano chose the rainforest, just like Candice chose Aru Village."

"I wouldn't choose a place that doesn't give me hope."

"I am willing to be a hero because of the desert's unyielding, regardless of the dangers and difficulties in the future, but if the desert itself is unwilling to resist, then I think it is only natural for everyone's future to be dark."

"Fighting against the injustice of fate is something that everyone who suffers from injustice should do. I understand your helplessness of being afraid of the dark and living in the dark. Knowing that you can't do it, I don't force you to become heroes."

"But if you are not only afraid of the dark, but have even begun to defend the dark, against other people who want to shine."

"Then it may not be a coincidence that fate has brought you into such a situation, but an inevitability."

Babel sneered: "You are also in this fate, Rama. Have you forgotten, you are a deserter!"

Rama pointed to his cheek, "I don't intend to refute, but mistress, can you look at this face and repeat what you said."

His smile was gentle: "That's the sentence, 'You are a deserter'."

"You know your identity?" Babel sighed.

Rama shook his head: "I don't know anything, I just have another path to choose from."

"Being a hero is my own choice. I hope to bear the humiliating fate of this sea of ​​sand for 500 years, and lead them to fight for freedom and a bright future."

"But it's my own opinion and I know no one is expecting me to be a hero."

However, the path of becoming a hero does not require anyone to look forward to it.

I didn't choose to take this path because I wanted respect from others, they didn't expect a hero, and I just did it because I wanted to.

Of course you are free not to accept.

Again, I have the freedom to do so.

"Why are you so arrogant." Babel shook her head.

Words are weak, you speak out, if you don't believe it, you don't believe it.

Rama didn't argue.

War needs at least a basic disk, no matter how bad it is, there must be a belief in launching a war.

It is Rama's idea to change the future of the desert people, but the desert people themselves are not willing to stand up, and he can't force their fate.

Just kneel down.

Babel asked, "Do you know my plan?"

"[Eternal Oasis], Mistress." Rama said without any hesitation, "But this won't change the overall situation."

"The poverty of the desert is not just a matter of lack of resources. A piece of fertile land will only attract more hunters to cruise and peep."

"You know...you think so." Babel hesitated.

Rama's expression remained unchanged, and he gave his final answer: "The god of the desert does not love people, Mistress."

[Eternal Oasis] is the legacy of the Flower God.

Rama didn't know what Babel wanted, but he was sure that Flora would give Babel nothing.

The Flower God doesn't love people, and the Scarlet King doesn't care about his people.

(End of this chapter)