Chapter 1362: Haka

Meng Chao did not intend to conceal his identity.
After all, there is a subtle difference between his appearance and the Turan, even the ancient Turan who does not have the characteristics of a beast, and looks like a Neanderthal.
Besides, it is no secret that there are many different humanoid carbon-based intelligent lives in another world.
Dwarves, elves, ogres, abyss demons, frost giants, holy light people...
Adding a human being on Earth is no big deal, right?
So he nodded calmly: "It's true that it is not. The friend who came to the Holy Mountain Temple with me is a pure-blooded Turan, but after experiencing a series of bizarre trials, he seems to be affected by some kind of mystery. The power has eroded and controlled—just the guy who attacked us on the other side of the rift."
"Understandable."
The huge metal plate floating among the vast stars once again "buzzed", as if countless ancient Turan people spoke at the same time.
Someone said: "With the deteriorating intelligence of our people, coming here will definitely be eroded and controlled."
Someone said: "Your friend, it seems that the degree of erosion is not too deep, and his will is already very tenacious."
Others said: "You are not our tribe, maybe this is better, all Turan people will be controlled by it, and only an outsider can save our civilization."
Some people can’t wait to ask: "You don’t seem to be a holy light race, nor are you like dwarves, elves, undead, and giants. Who are you, where are you from, and where do you want to go?"
Hundreds of sounds came from inside the high-frequency trembling metal plate at the same time.
The wonderful thing is that there is no interference between the sounds.
Meng Chao could hear all the voices clearly at the same time and understand the information sent by the other party.
Meng Chao pondered for a moment.
No matter what purpose this shining metal plate has, it contains incomparably powerful power that can accelerate the development of the Dragon City civilization and at least continue the survival of the Dragon City civilization.
At the same time, the owner of this metal plate, or the certain kind of... "intelligence" it represents, is in a huge predicament, and is hostile to the mysterious power hovering in the depths of the holy mountain temple. Support from external forces to break the deadlock.
In other words, there is the possibility of trade and cooperation between myself and this metal plate.
Since the other party was open and honest, he explained the origins of Turan civilization clearly.
And according to Meng Chao's past life memory, after Dragon City and Turanze were allied by blood, "Dragon City came from the earth" is no secret.
After all, it is impossible for tens of millions of Longcheng citizens to be tight-lipped.
There is no need for Meng Chao to hide these things that can be easily reasoned out.
"I come from Earth, a world very similar to the home planet of the Turan civilization."
Meng Chao hinted,
Actually, based on what I saw after I came to the Holy Mountain Temple, the degree of similarity between us far exceeds that between us and the dwarves, elves, undead, giants, and holy light people. Of course, it is far beyond the scope of'coincidence' that can be explained.
"However, we don't know why we appeared in this... a world full of dangers and secrets. This is an accident. It seems that overnight, the stars have shifted, and we have come to this completely unfamiliar world.
"So, we don't know where we are going.
"I just want to survive, to find the truth and...friends, maybe, one day, we can return to our hometown."
The metal plate was silent for a moment, and again "buzzed" and oscillated at high frequency.
There is a voice that feels deeply about the last word Meng Chao said: "Hometown..."
There was also a voice coldly saying: "It is not an accident. All civilizations that have traveled to this planet, whether active or passive, are not accidents."
Another voice said: "In this way, you are like us ten thousand years ago, and you will eventually become us."
Meng Chao heard the helplessness and sorrow of the last voice.
Instantly understood what the other party meant.
The first "we" he said refers to the ancient Turan people who were able to manufacture plastics, develop precision machinery, and even travel through the stars 10,000 years ago, with advanced technology and advanced civilization.
The latter "us" refers to the "higher orcs" who are ruthless and drunk today, who are brave and fierce, seemingly majestic, but in fact their civilization is about to die.
Meng Chao turned his mind and asked carefully: "You seem to be very dissatisfied with today's Turan civilization?"
"Our civilization is dead."
A voice said, "Now lying on Turanze is only the corpse of Turan civilization. No one will feel satisfied when they see their own corpse."
"No, our civilization hasn't completely died yet!"
Another voice retorted, "At least, in the corpse of civilization, there are seeds of hope. As long as the conditions are right, our civilization can once again take root and grow vigorously!"
Meng Chao suppressed his excitement, and interrupted his voice as if he had been arguing countless times: "Since you brought me here, I must feel that I can provide some kind of help.
"And the civilization behind me and I do not have the slightest malicious intent towards the Turan civilization.
"At least, on the road to survival, we all seem to have our own problems, and we are all facing immense threats. Before we solve our own problems and common threats, there is a very solid foundation for cooperation between us.

It’s better to keep a group and keep warm. If you really believe that an outsider can bring new possibilities to Turan’s civilization, then I’m willing to provide all my intelligence, strength, and will to serve as a bargaining chip. My civilization, redeem a brand new possibility.
"However, before helping each other and moving forward hand in hand, I can hope to get more information about who you are and where on earth are on this planet. It seems that many civilizations have crossed here. You just said that it’s not a coincidence. What kind of power, existence, and reason are they that make us appear on this crowded planet?"
The metal plate continued to "buzz" non-stop.
The frequency of this shock was very high, and the duration was exceptionally long.
It's like countless voices are arguing very fiercely in the metal plate-whether to tell an outsider who has no evidence of good intentions or maliciousness, all the information about Turan civilization.
In the end, they came to a conclusion.
"Your request is reasonable."
A voice said, "Telling you all the information about the Turan civilization and the causes and consequences of our coming here will help you better understand the world and the mission you must complete.
"You are our last choice and our only choice.
"At least, you look more likely than the werewolf, the lion, the tiger, the leopard, and the rat, to understand everything we say.
"And we also believe that after knowing everything, you will spare no effort and do your best to accomplish your mission.
"Because you will save not only the Turan civilization, but also your hometown, your compatriots, and your civilization.
Meng Chao nodded.
Suddenly it felt something was wrong.
If "werewolf" refers to "Jackal" Kanus, who do lion and tiger people refer to?
Could it be that "Horn of Destruction" and "Blade of Fury" have come to the Temple of the Holy Mountain?
Wait, even if the ligers and tigers really went deep into the Sacred Mountain Temple, Meng Chao remembers that in their team, they are all the same, the most elite angry lion warriors and tiger warriors, and there is no "leopard man" or "rat man". Exist!
Thinking of this, Meng Chao's pupils suddenly shrank.
Damn it, it's the ice storm and the saint of ancient dreams.
Isn't the two of them just the "Leopard Man" and the "Rice Man"?
Could it be that Ice Storm and the Saintess of Ancient Dreams were caught by the Lion King and the Tiger King?
No wonder the Lion King and Tiger King touched the Holy Mountain Temple so quickly!
Through the "memory crystal", Ice Storm has mastered a lot of information about the Holy Mountain Temple.
The brain of the ancient dream saint is deeply deformed, like a "brain wave bomb" that may explode at any time.
The two of them appear, and what changes will it bring to the already extremely complicated situation?
Meng Chao was anxious.
The brain is calmer than ever.
Not letting go of every message passed from the inside of the metal plate.
But listening to the thousands of voices deep in the metal plate, they said in unison: "We are'Haka'."
Although Meng Chao is roughly fluent in Turan.
Through more advanced technology than "virtual reality", astronomical information exchanges can be carried out with each other every second.
But the concept of "Haka" is still too obscure for people on earth and even modern Homo sapiens, like a meaningless but all-encompassing syllable.
Fortunately, the other party accompanies the syllable "Haka" to convey a huge amount of information and explanation.
The so-called "Haka" means that the ancient Turan people compressed and infused their knowledge, information and skills into the depths of their genes, and encapsulated them in the seeds of life.
When the ancient Turan people thrived, they planted the seeds of life that encapsulated the "Haka" into the depths of their mothers. After a long period of gestation, new life fell to the ground, and before they opened their eyes, they could grasp the history of their parents and even their ancestors. The knowledge, information and skills acquired.
There is no "Haka" for people on earth.
Therefore, when the earth baby was just born, he was ignorant and chaotic, and did not master any skills other than breathing, crying, and sucking.
The descendants of the top dancers and piano masters on the earth are not born to dance and play music that touches the soul.
A doctor on the earth who can perform heart transplant surgery cannot cut off even a small appendix when his child is born.
Drivers, teachers, engineers, scientists, Olympic champions, special forces who master hundreds of killing methods on the earth...their offspring, newly born, wet babies, are all zero-skilled "whiteboards". The world knows nothing, at most they have some kind of talent, but they don't have any specific knowledge and skills. Everything must be learned from scratch, from scratch.