Ark's Journey to the Demon God

Shen Mukepi couldn't deal with the black snake this time.

"what happened to you?"

"Just kidding, Black Snake, I just think it's a bit boring that we are always so serious." Shen Muke said with a smile: "I brought wine, do you want some?"

"...What kind of wine?"

"Wasteland Tequila." Shen Muke took out a bottle of slightly turbid wine, placed it on the table, and took out two more bottles of wine.

Cup, said: "Would you like some? Can you still drink now?"

"…Can."

The black mist twisted, the shadows dispersed, and a thin boy appeared.

"This is a body I have used...I always thought I would never use it again."

"That's it for now. Come have a drink, Black Snake, and tell me what you think."

Black Snake picked up the wine glass, looked at the yellowish wine, remained silent for a while, and said, "What kind of wine did you just say?"

"Wasteland Tequila." Shen Muke replied: "It is normal for local spirits to have some impurities after simple distillation and filtration."

"Such an inferior product...who would be willing to drink it?" Black Snake said with some disgust.

"This is because you don't know how to do it. You know, people in the wilderness like this thing."

Shen Muke picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp. The pungent, stimulating, and burning sensation spread from his mouth to his throat, then occupied his entire chest and spread to his limbs.Even in the cold northern Ursus, one can still sweat profusely after drinking such a strong drink.

"Take a sip, Black Snake."

"Well..." Black Snake brought the cup to his lips and took a sip.

"How does it feel?" Shen Muke came closer and said, "Spicy? Exciting? Or something else?"

"..." Black Snake looked at the cup. After a while, he replied:

"It's just wine."

Just wine.

Black Snake sums it up well, and Badland Agave is just that.

Those who make a living in the wilderness are precarious. In that cold, lonely, boring and dangerous realm, drinking is really a rare pastime.

Of course, people in the wilderness cannot afford high-end good wine, so they have to settle for the second best. In the face of taste and alcohol, they choose the latter.

Coarse wheat grains and miscellaneous grains are mixed together, and wild agave grown in the wilderness is brewed together. In order to pursue intensity, some people even put medical alcohol in it.

"Did you feel it? Black snake, this rough feeling. Six ⑨ four ⑨ three ⑥ one ③ five"

Shen Muke smiled and said: "This is the taste of mortals."

"The taste of mortals." Black Snake repeated. He seemed to have some insights, but also seemed to get nothing. It was rare that he felt at a loss.

"What do you want to say, Agaritu?"

"What I want to say is that among the countless contradictions and problems, one thing remains unchanged."

Shen Muke raised his head with a smile and said, "That is our yearning for beauty."

"What you call greed, hatred, or discrimination and prejudice are, in the final analysis, just manifestations of people's desires."

"Desire drives us forward, makes us pragmatic, and makes us move toward beauty. Even in the precarious wilderness, people will still use plants to brew beauty and relieve stress and pain."

"This is the truth that everything in the world is constantly changing, and it is definitely not the ugliness of human nature as you call it." Shen Muke pointed his finger to the sky with his eyes -

"Black Snake, have you noticed? Even in the dark night, we can see stars. Even if those stars are just illusions of the dome, they also represent our desire for the sky. We all know that it is worth our while. The pursuit of beauty.”

"Someone told me that above us, there is an evil thing that is always watching for civilization. When we open the dome, he will find us and then destroy us."

"I'm actually not afraid, really, I'm not afraid."

"Being bound by the earth and the ocean, we are always narrow-minded. All this suffering prevents us from obtaining more happiness and beauty."

"So, opening the dome and flying into the sky is something we must do in the future."

"Can you say this is greedy, Black Snake?"

"This is a yearning for beauty! People are chasing stars and beauty. People hope that tomorrow will be better than today. This is reasonable and worthy of recognition!"

"Now do you understand why I want to fight against Ursus and the old world on this earth?"

Shen Muke stood up, left the bottle of wine there, and left the prison on his own, his voice still echoing here.

"The people yearn for a better life, but the old order represented by the Ursus Empire blocks our yearning, so I want to fight you!"

"Let us attack each other and see who should be the master of the world!"

"Black Snake, you are free. I had no intention of imprisoning you. I know that what can really defeat you is not the battle on the battlefield, but reality and the truth."

"If you want to regroup and fight with me again, I will still accompany you, but you have to remember that this world will never be what you want!"

"The people are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death? When people take up arms, we so-called gods should feel afraid."

Chapter 60 God is at a loss what to do

The black snake left the cage.

Agaritu had allowed him to leave, so there was no point in him staying in that gloomy cell. As Agaritu said, he had lost in all aspects. This was an undeniable fact.

What is rare is that this time Black Snake did not actively think about the next step. On the contrary, he had no strategy in his mind at the moment.

The everlasting immortal

Like a puppet whose soul had been taken away, he suddenly felt bored, and everything he had been fascinated by in the past was no longer interesting. ⑥⑨④⑨③⑥①④⑤

"Agaritu...what did you see and what did you experience that made you what you are today?"

"An immortal who is so young, yet so determined... is amazing."

Standing on a tall tower, the thin boy looked down at the streets and alleys of Qicheng.

Although it is a cold and dry climate in the north, the air in Chernobog has become so warm and comfortable.

In the streets and alleys, pedestrians come and go, always with smiles on their faces. Black Snake doesn't like those smiles very much, because it is really difficult for him to understand what is so happy.

"Just spending some time in the [beautiful country] created by Agaritu, you feel the so-called happiness?"

The black snake raised the corners of his mouth and murmured: "Mortals are really easy to be satisfied."

Saying this, He walked forward——

After the integration movement occupied the city, the separation wall between the inner and outer areas of Chernobog was torn down. After the integration fighters pulled out the high-ranking and domineering men one by one, tried and shot them to death, Chernobog became an "equality" city.

There is no so-called inside and outside, and there is no so-called noble or low. The integrated soldiers and workers came to the outer city to build infrastructure for the people. The infected people in the outer city moved to the infected community built under the leadership of Rhode Island, eliminating some necessary isolation measures, and there is basically no discrimination against infected people.

"The rentiers represented by the nobility and oligarchs are our enemies. The infected are just patients. They are just like us. They cry, laugh, feel sad and excited. We are all the same people."

People who truly felt benefits and fairness accepted this statement, and some young people who were willing to accept new things began to actively understand the idea of ​​integration. Some of them were workers, some were farmers, and some were intellectuals with good family backgrounds.

These people enter schools run by integration and learn the theory of integration. It is conceivable that in the future, they will be the backbone of the integration movement.

In front of the makeshift stage in Central Park in the inner city, Black Snake saw many people coming to participate in the "dance".

It is said to be a dance, but in fact it is just a party organized voluntarily by people after work. People like to have fun here. Most of the people who come here have no dance or music literacy, so the dance music and dance steps are basically casual. In Black Snake's view, those are not performances at all, because the Ursus people's dances are full of wild atmosphere, which is completely inconsistent with Black Snake's aesthetics.

Looking like this, Black Snake realized that there was a group of people behind him, pushing and shoving a tall Ursus man in military uniform into the center of the stage.

"Actus is here! Let him perform a unique trick for us!!"

Actos Perroche, a former Ursus Empire lieutenant colonel. During the Battle of Chicheng, he and his fellow villager Ratatos Brontau defected. During the Integration Movement's operation to capture Chernobog, , they both contributed a lot.

"He is...a traitor to the Empire..."

Black Snake watched Aktos, who had just gotten off work, walk onto the temporary stage surrounded by everyone, and watched him stand in front with his arms spread out, singing songs from other places, and dancing with his hands and feet at the same time. The tall and strong figure In the cheers of the people, they were full of joy and joy.

"Hey! Aktos! One more!"

"Well done! One more!"

Amid the enthusiastic shouts, Aktos bowed frequently to the crowd until another "colleague" came off work to replace him——

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, little brother Ino is here!"

Another cadre of the integration movement?

Black Snake looked at the crowded crowd. A group of big and thick workers pushed away the crowd. Under the "protection" of the crowd, the thin Ino was squeezed in. Looking at the cheers of the crowd, Ino, this man who is galloping on the battlefield, has no blood and no blood. The tearful warrior was actually a little shy at this moment.

"Don't be shy...Ino, everyone is encouraging you..."

Sasha's voice rang in her ears, and Eno calmed down and slowly walked onto the stage.

Black Snake stood like this in the audience. He looked at the white Li Boli, who was similar in age to his own, and opened his mouth. The next moment, the melodious and energetic singing passed through the ears of everyone present, and this person was Romantic beauty spreads to the sky.

"Ino...the Patriarch of Integration and the Captain of the Vanguard."

Black Snake looked at the cheering crowd, and for a moment, he was a little confused.

"Why aren't these people afraid?"

The white Riboli, this is the name for Ino in the imperial army. The soldiers in black are more afraid of this man than the pure-blooded Wendigo, because as the ace of the integration, Bozokasti rarely takes action. However, Ino always charged forward.

"Why aren't they afraid? Don't they know that this young man has countless blood on his hands?"

Black Snake left the square with such doubts. He had no intention of continuing to read, because the more he looked, the greater his doubts became.

Along the street, Black Snake marched forward. The central square in the inner city was connected to Qicheng's command building. From a distance, Black Snake saw many people gathered under the building.

"Is that a dance too? Has it all gone to the headquarters?"

Black Snake raised his eyebrows and took a closer look——

A long line of people lined up to block the door, at one of the entrances to the building

Here, a sign is placed in a very conspicuous position:

[Public Opinion Department].

"what is that?"

"That's the opinion collection office, young man, have you never seen it before?"

An Ursus woman stood next to the black snake. She had a basket on her waist and said with a smile on her face: "Looking at you, you are very familiar. You must not be from Qicheng, right? You were a soldier of the imperial army before, right?"

"...Yes." Black Snake nodded and chose to obey.

"Oh, what a sin. The empire always does this kind of thing. How can parents bear to let such a young child go to the battlefield?"

Black Snake did not let the aunt's lament continue, but took the initiative: "What is the opinion collection office?"

"It's just a collection of opinions." The aunt narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "I heard that it was Mr. Agaritu's arrangement to set up a collection of opinions here so that we can point out some of the things that the committee has not done well. Of course , we can also put forward our needs and let them help us realize them.”

"Will they listen?"

"Most will listen, and some will not agree." The aunt shook her head and said: "My son and I are not locals. Three years ago, I followed my son to work in Qicheng. Now three years have passed. Some time ago, I made a request to go back to my hometown for a visit, but the committee did not approve this request.”

The aunt shook her head helplessly and said: "I don't approve, and I understand. There is a war and chaos outside now, so it is safest to stay in Qicheng..."

"So...you're here to give your opinion again today?"

"That's not true. Today is for...ah! Lata, are you off work?!"

Ratatos Brantao saw Ursus' aunt waving to her from a distance. She subconsciously shrank her neck and walked quickly to the aunt like a little girl.

"Mrs. Ivanovna, why are you here again? Didn't I tell you that the current situation is too dangerous for you to go home..."

"No, no, no, that's not the case." Mrs. Ivanovna smiled mysteriously and opened the basket in her hand. Inside were jars of pickled vegetables.

"Little Bronta, I know you're busy and I'm afraid you won't have time to eat, so I brought you some food."

"Ah, no, no, Mrs. Ivanovna, I can't accept this."

Ratatos waved her hands repeatedly and said: "Our organization has discipline and cannot take things from the masses."

"What do you mean by this?!" Madam Ursus stared and said, "What do you mean by taking? I give this to you willingly!"

"That's not possible, Mrs. Ivanovna. We have regulations. No one can accept anything from the masses."

"Is there such a thing? Who stipulates it?"

"…Mr. Agaritu."

"Sir?" Mrs. Ivanovna blinked and said, "What's wrong, sir?!"

"What's wrong with Agaritu? He needs to eat too!"

"Take it! Little Bronto, give it to Mr. Agaritu, let him also have a taste of my craftsmanship,"