"What should I do?" Liu Tianzhen turned to Gong Sanliu and asked.
During this period of time together, she had gradually gotten used to it and regarded Gong Sanliu as her backbone.
Faced with a new choice at this time, she subconsciously chose to believe in Gong Sanliu.
Gong Sanliu pinched his chin, and then seemed to be answering or talking to himself: "I'm a new arrival. As a polite stranger... what should I do?"
Liu Tianzhen was stunned, unable to keep up with Gong Sanliu's thinking.
After all, Gong Sanliu is Ke Xiaoliang’s clone.
Familiar with many routines of digging holes and burying wires.
Faced with such a situation at this moment, the first thing that comes to mind is naturally how to counter the routine.
In addition, I have no fear in my heart.
Then he walked out of the bronze forest openly.
Then he shouted loudly: "Someone is visiting. Is the master here?"
The sound spread throughout the countryside, and those giant golden puppets continued their mechanical actions without any expression of Gong Thirty-Six's words.
But soon, Gong Thirty-Six and the others heard the clatter of hoofbeats.
Not long after, they saw a group of strange-looking people with protruding eyes, high noses, riding bronze sheep, speeding toward their location.
The words spoken in his mouth were a bit strange.
Gong Sanliu couldn’t understand.
However, Liu Tianzhen seemed to understand a little and was identifying.
"Do you understand?" Gong Sanliu asked Liu Tianzhen.
Liu Tianzhen nodded slightly: "The language they use should be the ancient Yin Sacral language, which is an ancient language in this world. I have seen it in the memory inheritance of the sharks, and I can understand it a little bit."
"Now they are asking about our origins, and there is a certain element of demonstration and intimidation."
Gong Sanliu said to Liu Tianzhen: "Okay! Just tell them that we are the Sun God Clan and we are here to visit them."
Liu Tianzhen was stunned again.
I didn't understand what Gong Sanliu was doing.
Are you bragging when you haven’t understood anything yet?
So careless?
"Do as I say!" Gong Sanliu naturally had his own plans.
It is not his style to follow the proven rules step by step.
Only by testing the bottom line as boldly as possible can you get the highest profit.
This is the most basic and bottom-level idea of Gong Sanliu.
Of course, there are many other miscellaneous and complex thoughts, so there is no need to list them all in detail.
Liu Tianzhen didn't understand the operations of White House Thirty-Six, but still chose to trust him.
He started mumbling a lot.
Sure enough, these words angered those weirdos riding bronze sheep.
A green arrow flew past Gong Sanliu's ear like a shooting star, sweeping off a strand of his hair. The arrow directly inserted into a piece of bluestone not far away, pierced through the bluestone and then disappeared.
Then the leader said a long paragraph.
A large number of weirdos, riding bronze sheep, surrounded Gong and Liu.
"What did he say?" Gong Sanliu asked Liu Tianzhen.
Liu Tianzhen said: "He said that they are the bronze descendants of the God of Hunting and Light, and do not believe in our identity, and... they will not tolerate blasphemers, and will capture us and throw us into the sacrificial furnace. Go inside."
"Can you extract the memory of this language and pass it on to me?" Gong Sanliu asked Liu Tianzhen after thinking for a while.
Liu Tianzhen was stunned: "It's okay...but can we use magic now?"
Gong Sanshiliu said: "Try it! As I said just now, we are the Gods. Since we are the Gods, it should be normal to know a little bit of magic!"
"I've thought about it. It's impossible for us to never use our extraordinary abilities here. That would be equivalent to cutting off our hands, feet and wings, making it difficult to move at all. So I want to give it a try... Let the world recognize our abilities."
Liu Tianzhen hesitated and said: "Is this... really okay? It feels a bit ridiculous."
Gong Sanliu said: "No! In fact, the solutions to all complex problems are piled up from simple ones. If it is a complete world, our self-promotion may be problematic. But this world is not complete. Broken and messy. This may give us an opportunity to define ourselves.”
Gong Sanliu still understands the rules of how the world works.
Based on his understanding, he behaved in various seemingly out-of-the-box ways.
Liu Tianzhen followed his words and passed the Yin Sachs language to Gong Sanliu using spells.
After receiving the language pack, Gong Sanliu got rid of the illiteracy BUFF.
Then he said to those weirdos riding bronze sheep: "We are the gods of the sun god, and we come with friendship and peace. Since you are the descendants of the god of hunting and light, you should know that you should not be your ancestor god. Get into any trouble."
While speaking, Gong Sanliu began to activate a drop of the sun's power that Ke Xiaoliang had buried in his body early in the morning.
Divine power bloomed, and the dazzling golden light shone across the entire cliff.
Those bronze trees, illuminated by this golden light, actually showed a gilded color.
On the plain, the ancient and sacred temple also bloomed with brilliant white light.
Those bronze sheep, illuminated by the golden light, retreated in horror, not daring to get close.
The people riding on the back of the bronze sheep urged their mounts and continued to aim their bows and arrows at Gong and Liu.
"No! Let them come over!" A voice came from the temple.
"Yes! Dear De!" The weirdo who had previously aimed his bow and arrow at Gong Thirty-Six turned towards the direction of the temple and said with his hands on his chest.
Gong Thirty-Six was smiling, reserved and solemn.
Liu Tianzhen, on the other hand, followed him cautiously. At this time, he had no idea how things were developing.
In fact, Gong Thirty-Six followed him, climbed the cliff, saw the bronze trees, the giant puppets moving on the plain, and the towering temple, and already had some vague guesses.
The subsequent actions are all to confirm the guess and at the same time reasonably unlock one's own abilities.
To put it simply, there are roughly three steps.
Understand the environment, come up with an identity, and unlock abilities.
Generally speaking, it is similar to the concept of those who travel to the prehistoric world and must first swear to the law of heaven. From then on, there will be no more XXX, only XXX.
Gong Sanliu didn't know whether those time-travelers could really get through.
He got through it.
After all...the broken world, without the way of heaven, the fragments of the world that are still running are just following some long-established mechanical procedures...just like those golden giant puppets walking on the plains, mechanically numb.
As long as you flaunt your identity in line with the settings of this world in front of some aborigines, you may be able to use extraordinary power without being rejected. As a result, you can only see the surface world and cannot peek into the inner layer.
Surrounded by a group of people, Gong Sanliu and Liu Tianzhen walked into the white temple.
The temple was filled with rich fragrance, but Gong Sanliu noticed the decay.
The tall, sacred statue stood in the center of the temple, holding a bow and arrow, with light on its back, but it had no spirituality or aura.
It seems that the god behind this has fallen.
"Welcome to the temple of the God of Hunting and Light. I am the bronze son of the God of Traps. You can just call me De." A man with white hair, copper horns, and a pale face sat down. At the foot of the statue, he said to Gong Sanliu and Liu Tianzhen.
