System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 742 - 318: What’s the point? (Requesting guaranteed monthly votes at the end of the month)_4

Chapter 742: Chapter 318: What’s the point? (Requesting guaranteed monthly votes at the end of the month)_4

Although Mr. Li hasn’t shown much effect while on the train for the time being,

after all, he is with them.

After all, he is the master of Xiaolv’s little brothers.

In reason and in emotion, when he can lend a hand to those below, he wouldn’t refuse, especially since now he has the ability.

...

Half an hour later.

The Fixed Star slowly descended to the Cilantro Civilization and slowly moved towards a large manor located on the prairie.

"Mr. Li."

Chen Mang casually remarked while sitting on a chair, "In that manor ahead, there are quite a number of your Scallion Civilization people. I saw that there are about three thousand people. With such a group, your Scallion Civilization might have a chance to rebuild in the future."

"You should go conduct negotiations with them."

"See if you can discreetly use money to buy the people back."

"If not."

"Then just take action directly."

"It’s probably not very likely," Mr. Li shook his head with a somewhat grim expression: "The Cilantro Civilization and Scallion Civilization have been mortal enemies since ancient times. We don’t eat cilantro, they don’t eat scallion, and they extremely detest the taste of both."

"Under such irreconcilable contradictions, the relationship between the two civilizations is very poor."

"They probably see the ’Scallion Civilization’ as already extinct, and then take advantage of the situation, collecting a large number of Scallion Civilization people to use as slaves, to take revenge with such means."

"Go have a look first."

Mr. Li said nothing more and immediately led a group of armed robots, with a scallion above his head, slowly approaching the manor in front, his eyes full of anger and indignation. The Scallion Civilization was already extinct, and yet the Cilantro Civilization people still humiliated the remnants of the Scallion Civilization like this. How could he not be angry?

There was no obstruction along the way.

They smoothly entered the manor.

Even the gate was open.

Just as Mr. Li was puzzled by the manor’s poor defense capability, an old man leaned on a cane and led a group of attendants slowly out from the depth of the manor.

"Elder Fei?"

Mr. Li was slightly taken aback, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, but then he still spoke hoarsely, trying to suppress his anger: "Elder Fei, the Scallion Civilization is gone, thank you for giving shelter to my people. I want to take them away, name your price."

He had only seen this old man on TV before, a former leader of the Cilantro Civilization; the current leader is his son.

A very capable old man.

Despite the irreconcilable contradictions between the two civilizations, it had to be said, this old man was indeed a strong figure. Without mentioning anything else, it was he who personally turned the ’Cilantro Civilization’ into a tourist planet.

The Scallion Civilization possessed two habitable planets, one being their home planet, the other for planting scallions.

The Cilantro Civilization did likewise, one being their home planet, the other for planting cilantro.

Elder Fei tapped into the trend on the internet regarding cilantro consumption and successfully turned that cilantro-filled planet into a hot spot for check-ins, drawing countless people to take photos there, and post about planting cilantro worldwide in their social circles.

Elder Fei had always been the target of his aspirations.

He too wanted, like Elder Fei, to turn the scallion-planet of the Scallion Civilization into a tourist hotspot, which is why he hooked up with "Jimei Tourism Company," but just as he made a little progress, an unexpected event occurred.

An accident directly destroyed his planet.

...

"..."

Elder Fei didn’t speak, just stood there somewhat lost in thought, gazing at Mr. Li as the cilantro on his head swayed with the wind. Only after a long while did he murmur: "I recognize you, you’re the eldest son of the Li Family. I met with your father when I was little, and he brought you here. I even held you."

"In a blink of an eye, you’ve grown so much."

"What a pity."

"Your father was a good man."

After a long silence, he lightly waved his hand, "Now that the Scallion Civilization has perished, and your father is gone, you should take on the responsibility of a civilization leader. This position represents not just power but duty as well. Rights and duties are always unified."

"No one can enjoy rights without fulfilling duties."

"After the Scallion Civilization’s demise, I wasn’t happy. We both understand the principle that once the lips are gone, the teeth get cold. The Scallion and Cilantro civilizations are about equally matched, and although there have been contradictions over the years, they’re mostly value differences, there was neither a great war nor any casualties."

"It’s just that our Cilantro Civilization’s values can’t stand people not eating cilantro."

"These Scallion Civilization survivors were temporarily sheltered by me. Now that you’re here, you can take them all away, no price. I’m not selling slaves."

"..."

Mr. Li’s lips moved slightly, still slightly bowed, his eyes red: "Thank you."

But soon after he hesitated for a long time, he still spoke.

"This is the biggest difference between the Scallion and Cilantro Civilizations. Even though we like eating scallions, we don’t force everyone to eat them, whereas you Cilantro people want everyone to eat cilantro."

"What else then?"

The old man’s expression was very calm, "If Cilantro Civilization were a third-level civilization, all civilizations, including the Insect Race Civilization, would have to eat cilantro; those who don’t eat cilantro would be detained for 15 days."

"Alright, go on."

"The train behind you seems quite formidable, and it appears you’ve had your share of opportunities as well. The world is getting more chaotic now. It’s a world for young people like you. We old folks, we can’t keep up."

...

This small episode ended quickly.

No conflicts arose between the two sides.