roccoschili Chapter 144 Burning Tongue
Chapter 144 Burning Tongue
The word "turbellarian" is too modern and scientific for the beastmen to understand.
But they understood.
Before King Ming could say anything, one of his generals sneered:
"Bug? What kind of bug is so big and powerful that it even ate the whale beast?"
Whale beasts, one of the large sea beasts, are the prey that the sea people most want to catch.
It is born huge and has almost no natural enemies. The only death threat comes from the sea people, because the sea people have both strength, weapons and wisdom.
Since it has no natural enemies, it is invincible in the sea.
But in recent years, the number of whale beasts has decreased significantly, and the sea people have also begun to suspect that there may be problems within the whale beasts.
But there are more than just whales.
The same is true for other sea beasts.
The fishing results of the Sea People have been decreasing year by year, as if foreshadowing the arrival of an unknown crisis.
The sea people are not afraid.
But does this have anything to do with bugs?
Can a mere bug affect a huge herd of whales?
Could it be that someone is taking advantage of this incident to stir up trouble and disrupt the morale of the army?
The sea people sitting below all smiled knowingly, thinking that this little female from a foreign race was really talking nonsense.
After all, he comes from a small place and doesn't know the rules of the big families.
They were certain that if she kept her wild words, she would be dragged out by King Ming to be fed to the sea beasts in the next moment.
"Tell me about it." said King Ming.
The seamen were speechless.
What's going on? When did Wang become so good-tempered?
Shouldn't he have had her dragged out? Something was wrong!
Why does this little female have the right!
The sea people were terribly shocked, but it did not affect He Fuxi's performance at all.
With King Ming's approval, she repeated what the old alligator turtle had said one by one.
And add my own analysis:
"One becomes two, two becomes four. According to what the old man said, this should be a planarian, a creature that cannot be killed even if it is cut into several pieces. Each piece can regenerate into a new individual."
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked.
"If it doesn't die after being chopped down, it can still regenerate? That's not reproduction without pregnancy!" They screamed in shock.
For orcs who can only rely on viviparity and oviparity, this infinite regeneration, which is equivalent to reproduction, is simply horrifying.
After all, in the animal world, reproduction is the most important basis for the survival of the tribe.
The ability to reproduce determines the survival of the tribe.
A tribe prospers because of its strong offspring and declines because of its weak offspring.
If a race could give birth to two children from one, and four children from two, without any pregnancy, then it would have broken the reproductive barrier and could completely crush all other races!
"That's right." He Fuxi said seriously, "The reproductive ability of turbellarians is extremely terrifying. They can reproduce both sexually and asexually. The so-called asexual reproduction means that even if they are not cut, when they grow to a certain size, they will break into two halves and generate two new turbellarians."
This sounds downright creepy.
If this is the case, doesn't it mean that the turbellarians will not die from generation to generation and will only increase indefinitely?
This kind of regenerative ability is simply unmatched in the animal world!
The seamen were frightened and panicked, and talked a lot.
Of course, some people don’t believe it:
"What turbellarian? I've never heard of it. You must have made it up to scare people! It's just a little female from the Land of Exile. How could she know more about the South Sea than we do?"
This makes sense.
Hai Ren, who was originally in a panic, felt a little relieved and looked at He Fuxi with questioning eyes.
King Ming said nothing from beginning to end. Behind the curtain, the air was chilly and no one knew what he was thinking.
A seaman plucked up his courage and said:
"Your Majesty! Famine is a matter of great importance to the fate of our tribe. How can we listen to a little female's nonsense? The most important thing right now is to follow the High Priest's instructions and hold a sin-apologizing ceremony!"
As soon as he started, there was a wave of voices responding:
"Yes, Your Majesty, the high priest has already said that the gods are angry because the festival has been delayed this year, so the hunting harvest has been decreasing..."
"In previous years, when the festival was held, there would always be more harvests before and after. This year, it has not been held yet, and the harvest is not enough to fill the stomach. The tribe is about to suffer from famine..."
"Your Majesty is in a high position, so naturally you cannot see the suffering of your people. But as a king, you should take the initiative to plead for the people and ask God to forgive your sins..."
Obviously, there is a huge force within the Sea People that supports the high priest and puts pressure on King Ming.
He Fuxi's original intention was just to give a warning, but he didn't expect to encounter such an inter-clan dispute.
I wonder if King Ming can still pretend when he is pressed like this?
She raised her head quietly, trying to steal a glance at the person above her.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I raised my eyelids, I was caught by a gaze.
Through the curtain, King Ming stared at her with a stern face:
What an unruly little female! I just knew she would peek at me!
He Fuxi was caught while stealing a peek, so he quickly lowered his head.
The king above remained silent, and the priests thought they had the upper hand, so they spoke more actively.
"The Sea People are now facing an unprecedented crisis. Your Majesty should respect the High Priest, listen to the oracle, and discuss solutions together. Instead of being so rude to the High Priest and angering the God..."
"In fact, the high priest is a messenger of God. Your Majesty is so unhappy with him, which is not good for the tribe. Your Majesty, please don't be arrogant and take the initiative to repair the relationship with the high priest..."
"That's right. Your Majesty is the king, and the high priest is the messenger of God. Logically, the high priest is closer to God. Your Majesty, if you don't listen to the high priest, it's tantamount to disobeying God. How can you be a king? I speak frankly, Your Majesty, please don't mind..."
"If you speak directly, roll your tongue."
A cold voice came from behind the curtain, so cold that it made people feel creepy.
"Come here, drag them away and use red-hot stones to burn their tongues so that they can learn to speak human language." said King Ming.
The beasts below all changed their expressions.
Those who were talking excitedly just now turned into dead faces in an instant.
"Your Majesty!" One of them was so frightened that he prostrated himself on the ground, with snot and tears streaming down his face. "I was just saying that casually..."
"Just saying it casually in front of this king?"
King Ming's voice became even colder:
"Your crime is even more serious. You should be thrown to the shark beast!"
"Your Majesty, no! Spare my life!..." Several seamen were dragged out amidst their crying.
The priest faction suddenly lost several main forces.
Originally, the high priest wanted to put on airs and missed the meeting.
He planned to let the beasts attack, so that King Ming would be alone and powerless, and he would force the other party to listen to him.
And he, Meimei, was the mastermind behind the scenes and continued to be honorable.
But who would have thought that King Ming was so violent and killed his followers just because of a disagreement?
He just couldn't sit still any longer.
"The high priest is here!" the guard at the door sang.
The high priest, wearing red mermaid gauze and with an extremely coquettish manner, strode in.
As soon as he arrived, he threw a big problem to King Ming:
"Your Majesty, you were so arrogant that you ignored the words of God, did not hold a sacrifice, and did not apologize to the Sea God. Now, God's punishment has arrived!"
"At the border of the Chalang Sea, there are millions of floating corpses of sea beasts, and a large number of deaths have occurred!"
"If your majesty does not quickly go up on the stage to offer sacrifices and donate blood to apologize for your sins, the Sea People will be in great trouble!"