Volume 3: Fellow villagers, let’s farm together~ Chapter 71: Teachings on the World and Human Relationships
Although many people don’t realize it... our worldview is actually built up from “stories of others & ourselves” that are either complete or fragmented.
Children whose worldview has not yet been established will naturally believe their parents' promise that they can go to the amusement park if they get 100 points in the exam. But if their parents break the promise, the children will know that "their parents will deceive and fool them", a real story that is not a fairy tale. They may develop distrust of their parents and may become liars in the future. After all, lies can be told, things that cannot be done can be promised casually, and responsibilities can be shirked. This is what adults do.
Since childhood, we have heard adults talk about thieves being beaten and how badly they were beaten. Subconsciously, we will develop the perception that if we steal things, we must be prepared to be beaten, and if we don't want to be beaten, we shouldn't steal. Since childhood, we have seen drug addicts being tortured into inhuman conditions by drugs, and we will subconsciously reject drugs. Since childhood, we have heard a lot about old revolutionaries sacrificing and contributing to the country, and we will naturally develop a sense of patriotism when we grow up. No one is born with knowledge. All new lives' understanding of the world, their own behavioral habits and thinking inertia all come from imitation. They imitate the people around them, or imitate the people in the stories, and these are all traceable and have laws to check... For example, people who live in a self-contained, closed and secluded environment find it hard to believe that the world is big and there are many ways out. Without a fellow villager to lead the way, they think the outside world is the eighteen levels of hell. For example, if you ask people who dislike the parasite heroine in romance novels whether they believe that a domineering president will fall in love with them, they will just roll their eyes at you and ask if you are awake.
Uh… Similar behavioral logic imitation tendencies are also common in the adult world. College students who have just entered the workplace are very likely to imitate the stars, celebrities, and well-known entrepreneurs they think are successful people, and there are countless jokes about their high aspirations and low skills…
Xiao Yun did not expect to train all the tribesmen to be smart and clever, but he at least wanted to instill in them the concept of "human hearts are hard to predict, and the sea is hard to measure", so that they would no longer be so foolish as to trust everyone they see - not to mention the humans far away, even the tigers on the same grassland nearby are definitely not just there to act cute. If they don't lay a solid foundation quickly, these stupid and cute guys might really be sold out in front of others and even help them count money.
Therefore, it is necessary to copy some cases of legal programs that have caused vicious consequences, or stories that are not so bright and beautiful, put them on the skin of this world, and use storytelling to tell the world's affairs and human nature.
"The story we are going to tell today is called 'The Daughter of the Sea'."
"The king of the sea tribe has seven daughters, the seven most beautiful mermaids in the sea... The youngest mermaid princess is named Elizabeth. Her hair is as bright as the sun, her skin is smooth and tender like rose petals, and her eyes are azure blue like crystal lake water..."
There really are mermaids in this world, and mermaids are indeed a large population of the sea tribe, but they are not seen on the grassland. After telling the original story of the mermaid princess in a very beautiful way, causing everyone to worry about the ending where the beautiful little princess turned into foam, Xiao Yun paused with a smile, giving everyone time to ferment the feeling of losing beautiful things to a climax, and then changed the subject and the daily ending was reversed:
"In fact, the prince knew that the one who saved him was the mermaid princess, and he also knew the mermaid princess's feelings for him. The simple mermaid princess didn't know how to hide her emotions, so how could he not be aware of such straightforward feelings?"
"When he woke up after surviving the shipwreck, the princess of a neighboring country appeared on the beach wearing beautiful high heels, an expensive lace dress, and her hair was meticulously groomed and not wet by the sea water at all. How could it be possible that the princess of a neighboring country jumped into the sea to save him?"
"But his wife can only be a princess from a neighboring country, not a mute woman of unknown origin. He is going to inherit the throne, and the small coastal countries must form a close alliance to resist the covetousness of the big powers. If he refuses to marry the princess of a neighboring country, the king will have to put him down the succession list for the sake of the country. On one side is the throne, and on the other side is a useless woman who is beautiful and full of love for him. As the heir to the throne and a prince who has received royal education since childhood, he knows what to choose."
"Of course, the prince is reluctant to part with the mermaid princess, after all, she is so beautiful. If the love that the mermaid princess pursues is not such a pure and perfect love, he can still maintain a lover relationship with the mermaid princess after marriage..."
Using the extremely cold-blooded perspective of a politician to subvert this beautiful fairy tale, and analyzing the psychology of a prince as an adult male weighing the pros and cons, Xiao Yun asked with a smile: "...What does this story teach us? Who can tell me?"
The tears of emotion have not yet dried, and everyone's worldview has been shattered again: "...... (o言o)"
The grassroots weakly raised their hands.
"Grassroots leader, please speak."
"Well...between personal happiness and the fate of the country, as the prince of the next king, you can only choose the latter." The grassroots chief was not used to this way of speaking. "However...this prince is so weak and incompetent towards the females pursuing him. He is not qualified to be a leader. He does not have the responsibility of a chief."
The Snow Werewolves present nodded their heads after hearing this. Snow Werewolves value their partners, and to them, wavering between partners is extremely unbelievable and difficult to understand - if someone can't even take responsibility for their partner's life, then he is definitely not trustworthy!
Xiao Yun looked at Cao Gen with such satisfaction... Apart from his old age, Cao Gen really had no shortcomings.
"Yes, responsibility and the courage to take on responsibilities are the two things the prince in the story lacked the most. This led him to make two mistakes that he should not have made and that cannot be made up for. First, when he woke up on the beach, he could clearly tell that the princess from the neighboring country was not the one who saved him, but because he was fascinated by the beauty of the princess from the neighboring country, he pretended to be affectionate and made the princess fall in love with him - it is impossible for any country to have only one prince and one princess. There are many young people who can be paired up for marriage. Who knows if the prince took the opportunity to make the good fortune of marriage fall on himself?"
"Secondly, he knew that it was the mermaid princess who saved him and that she had sacrificed a lot to pursue him. Even if he really couldn't let go of his royal responsibilities, he should at least give the little mermaid princess a frank explanation instead of pretending to be ignorant and deliberately avoiding her. At the very least, if he dared to let the mermaid princess know his true feelings, the mermaid princess wouldn't be so desperate that she would even hesitate to use his life in exchange for returning to the sea... The mermaid princess loved him so much, and this hesitation to raise a dagger against her lover was the last straw that really made her fall into despair."
"When faced with difficulties and responsibilities, if the first thought is to take shortcuts and escape, then this person is doomed; if such a person is actually a prince of a country and is high in the line of succession, then such a country is also doomed. As the leader of a team, a collective leader, or a royal family, it is especially important to be responsible, and you cannot be picky or selective in your responsibilities. You must shoulder all responsibilities, and at least be aware of what you cannot shoulder. If you do something wrong, you must admit it, and make amends as soon as you admit it, then there is still a possibility of recovery. If you are unwilling to even admit your mistakes, let alone take responsibility, then you have failed as a human being, so how can you possibly be able to lead others?"
Everyone nodded after hearing this, only Cao Gen had a more subtle expression... Xiao Yun had said it so bluntly, how could she not understand? This guy was completely using storytelling to publicly educate those in the tribe who were capable of leading a team to do things...
Cao Gen silently turned his gaze to Lan Guo, who was lowering his head in deep thought. He then moved his eyes to look at Da Shui, whose expression was also a little solemn. Finally, he looked at Qing Cao... Well, this guy who didn't like to think about troublesome things seemed to have been tempered after leading the team for so long. He was frowning and thinking about something, as if he was touched by A Yun's words.
Exhaling lightly, the grassroots chief suddenly felt the burden lifted from her shoulders, and her whole body relaxed... Ever since she took over the position of the old chief thirty years ago, she has never relaxed her shoulders for the future of her people and the tribe; and now... she no longer needs to worry about her people or lose sleep over the future of the tribe. This scary guy Ayun has long been training young people who can shoulder the future of the tribe.
Cao Gen slept well that night. The next day, when Xiao Yun came with a cloth roll to check the open-air breeding situation and make records on his cloth roll, Cao Gen tribe leader sent away the two tribe members who were helping her and came to Xiao Yun: "Ayun, do you want to be the next tribe leader?"
Xiao Yun didn't even raise his eyes: "I would like to, but I also need your support, the grassroots clan leader. You should try your best to live until I am an adult and can become the clan leader, otherwise it will not be my turn."
The Grassroots Chief was so angry that he couldn't help laughing: "What are you talking about!"
"I'm answering you seriously." Xiao Yun smiled and looked up. "You've seen the situation of Chief Huoyan. He's too slow to accept new things. If we want him to support a young cub who hasn't fully grown up to be the chief, I think... it will take at least a few years to convince him. That would delay things too much. So, you have to take care of yourself and live for at least another ten years, otherwise you'll be in trouble."
The grassroots chieftain felt warm in her heart. Ayun had always shown great trust in her. Most of the warriors of the two tribes were handed over to Yu without hesitation, and the child born by her daughter was also entrusted with important tasks by Ayun. Ayun didn't say these things, and she didn't say them either, but she knew it in her heart.
"Ayun, if you become the tribe leader, our tribe will change a lot." The grassroots tribe leader couldn't help but sigh, "Looking back now, it's hard to believe that our lives have changed so much in just one year... To be honest, I can't help but imagine that you would have been born earlier, so that -" In that case, those cubs who grew up with her back then could have survived more...
Xiao Yun was happy: "Grassroots Chief, you are really patient. I can't wait that long myself... To be honest, I hope to gather the Snow Wolf tribes in the west of the grassland together within three to five years. Next year, at least one or two more Snow Wolf tribes will be added - time is not always on our side, and we can't do without tension."
"...Huh? What do you mean?" The grassroots chief was stunned.
The situation of the Snow Wolf Tribe on the grassland is full of hidden dangers. The Snow Wolf people are just too weak to be taken seriously by the surrounding bigwigs. However, it is a very stupid thing to rely on the good mood of others for their lives. Xiao Yun has never had anyone to discuss this with him. Now that the Grassroots Chief has taken an attitude of "I am optimistic about you, and I am absolutely confident that the future of the tribe will be handed over to you", Xiao Yun naturally wants to pull her into his own trench. He immediately said seriously: "Grassroots Chief, do you think that as long as our Snow Wolf Tribe does not fight or compete, and does not deal with others, no one will regard us as enemies?"
The grassroots chief's eyes gradually widened. She had never expected that Ayun would mention this to her. She suddenly felt her throat dry and her heart a little uneasy. After all, Ayun was indeed very far-sighted - was there really some crisis in the tribe that she was not aware of?
"Ayun, you better just say it directly. I don't understand what you are talking about."
"It turns out that among the five warriors of the Fire Tribe, only Hongye, Uncle Ashan, and Mumu can be considered serious warriors. The others... Niu Jiao, A Yue, and Zi Teng, who are not warriors, are actually just ordinary tribesmen who are a little stronger and better at fighting. They are completely inferior to the group of Snow Wolf Warriors twelve years ago."
"Chief Cao Gen, you have no actual experience in the Snow Wolf Tribe in the western grassland, but in the central tribe... five thousand cattle and sheep were used to exchange for sixty warriors of the central tribe. Doesn't the Tiger Tribe have warriors? Of course not, their warriors are more numerous and stronger than ours—" Xiao Yun exhaled lightly and gave Cao Gen a forced smile, "Twelve years ago, the Tiger Tribe was working to weaken the power of our central Snow Wolf Tribe. I'm really afraid... I'm afraid that they will suddenly prepare for war and move those compatriots who didn't migrate far away like our tribe—"
"Ah!!" Cao Gen's face changed drastically. She was not completely ignorant of the tiger tribe... What Ayun did not say was not absolutely impossible!
Xiao Yun said in a deep voice: "So we have to hurry with the Tiger Tribe, and prepare to feed more Snow Wolf People before the Tiger Tribe takes action - unity is strength, we should gather our compatriots as much as possible, and naturally we will not be afraid of the Tiger Tribe's large-scale attack. This is not only to help others, but also for ourselves. If the Snow Wolf People are scattered and defeated one by one by the Tiger Tribe's full-strength fists, then no matter how remote and well we hide, it is only a matter of time before we are found and destroyed by the Tiger Tribe."
"I told Prince Carlisle that he had to race against time with the enemy if he wanted to save his country. In fact, isn't it the same for us? Should the Tiger Tribe start the war first and wipe out all the Snow Wolf tribes that may threaten them on the grassland, or should we save enough food and make preparations first, and unite the power of the Snow Wolf people... This is also a race, Grassroots Chief, for the future of the entire Snow Wolf tribe, we must run a race that we cannot escape."
...These words made the grassroots chief sweat all over her forehead. If Ayun, who said this, was not still a cub and she was already old, she really wanted to shout from the bottom of her heart: I am so young and hot~!
This kind of thing...she had never thought about it!
What on earth is going on with Ayun's brain? !
Taking a deep breath, the grassroots chief raised his hand and patted Xiao Yun's shoulder heavily: "I will firmly support you, Ayun." If that idiot Huoyan causes trouble, I will kill him!
Xiao Yun felt a pain in his shoulder and almost dislocated it. He thought to himself, "The Ultimate Guide to Grassroots Clan Leaders. Check the box. The favorability will rise from respect to admiration..."
Although it takes a little longer for a smart person to conquer someone, at least he can conquer him completely. Once he is tamed into one's own, his subjective initiative will be very strong. The higher the favorability, the better. As for someone like Huoyan who only cares about face...ε=(ο｀*))) Alas... Never mind. Most of the things in the world are not as we wish.
In the middle of the grassland, the tiger royal court.
The royal court is very different from other tribes on the grassland... This place looks like a city without walls, with brick and tile buildings mixed with colorful tents, with two intersecting main roads and several small paths in the middle; both sides of the main road are lined with grassland-style street shops and stalls, and in addition to the tiger people who retain tiger ears and animal patterns on their faces when they transform into human form, there are also many visitors from the Orc Empire walking back and forth on the road. It is no secret that the tiger tribe is on good terms with the Orc Empire. When the timid human caravans were hiding and trembling in the cat tribe, the Orc Empire's merchant groups crossed the York Mountains and imported all kinds of goods into the depths of the grassland.
What is surprising is that... a lot of elves have mixed into the Royal Court, a grassland city without city walls - the elves are mainly dark elves, and forest elves with green skin are also uncommon. As for the snow mountain elves... those white-skinned ones who are afraid of heat will not come to the grassland in summer.
Yes, even though the Tiger Royal Court was on good terms with the Orc Empire, the elves did not turn against the Tiger Tribe... In their view, the war between the grassland tribes that year was fought with the knife borrowed by the Beast King, and the Elf King ruthlessly chopped one of the Beast King's hands, so why bother about the borrowed knife?
What's more...there has been no war in the north of Bloomfield Continent in the past ten years.
Humans can occasionally be seen among the bustling crowds on the streets. Naturally, those who dare to come to the Tiger King's Court are not ordinary people. Most of these humans are wearing armor and holding sharp weapons, walking like dragons and tigers, with bright eyes. Their fighting power is not inferior to that of the tiger warriors who are known to be the strongest individuals.
In the very center of the royal court, in the "royal tent" built of green stone slabs, the tiger king, with three golden and black tiger whisker patterns on each cheek, was nonchalantly playing with a small porcelain cup in his hand.
This is a very beautiful porcelain cup, which is white, round and smooth. A pattern of clover purple flowers is skillfully painted on the outside of the cup. The elegant light purple flowers make this small and transparent porcelain cup look like a holy product carefully crafted by the god of art.
The Tiger King's guest, a gray-skinned dark elf sitting in an armchair at one side of the hall, was staring intently at the slowly rotating porcelain cup in the Tiger King's hand, his jaw almost dropping.
The Tiger King was quite satisfied with the reaction of the dark elf guest. He stopped playing with the beautiful porcelain cup and nodded slightly to his friend from the underground world: "I heard that the mistress of your family does not want to continue trading with our tiger tribe?"
The dark elf guest finally managed to take his eyes away from the white cup that looked like a work of art. He immediately regained the elegant demeanor that the elves should have, and put on a slightly arrogant smile. "I don't know where the Tiger King heard about this... Before I set off, the mistress only told me to make my own decision."
"So, Scythe of the Abyss Tang Angelo, what do you think?" The Tiger King raised his chin slightly.
The dark elf guest narrowed his eyes and pointed at the porcelain cup in the tiger king's hand: "Excuse me for asking... this kind of goods is not on the tiger tribe's trading list. Does the tiger king have any opinion on the unfairness of trading with us dark elves?"
The Tiger King laughed and said, "This is just a 'little toy' offered by the Minotaur. Do you dark elves want to make a deal with the Minotaur?"
The dark elf guest immediately stopped talking. The Tauren had no grudges against anyone except the dark elves. The reason was that the conflict of beliefs between the two sides was completely irreconcilable...
"This damn guy just wants to ask for an exorbitant price. It's not like you haven't done this before, reselling the goods you bought. Don't think I don't know how the spider silk robes of the Dark Elves were circulated to the human world!" Don Angelo cursed in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face. After all... admitting that the Dark Elves wanted the Minotaur's goods was no different from the Dark Elves bowing to the Minotaur's beliefs.
Since he couldn't say it clearly, Don Angelo could only continue to bargain with Tiger King on the price of this transaction, pinching his nose and giving up a lot of benefits. Before leaving the king's tent, Don took a deep look at the cup held in Tiger King's hand, reminding Tiger King not to forget the unspoken bargaining chip between them - although the dark elves were being entangled by the stubborn dwarves, not everyone could come up and bite them.
The main door of the hall closed, and Tiger King's relaxed expression suddenly collapsed, his face seemed to be emitting cold air. He quietly stood up, left his seat, and retreated to the inner room.
In the inner room where a tung oil lamp was lit, a pair of red pupils glared fiercely at the Tiger King.
The Tiger King stood by the door, looking at the angry minotaur jokingly, and slowly said: "Even the dark elves are excited about your 'goods'. Saladin, do you feel honored?"
"We, the Tauren, never have to make deals with anyone we don't welcome." Saladin tilted his huge head back and breathed heavily through his nostrils.
The Tiger King seemed to have lost his patience with this inflexible bull-head: "Come on, Saladin, I never believed that you minotaurs could make such a perfect tool. Tell me, which small tribe that received your charity gave you this gift?"
Saladin, the tauren elder, said, "Pah!" "Tiger King, have you ever heard from your father that we tauren would betray our friends?"
"Ha! Friend!" The Tiger King sneered and raised the small white porcelain cup in his hand. "Friends are meant to be betrayed, Saladin. How do you think I knew you had such a good thing... and where you were?"
