Meng Chao has no intention of concealing his identity.

After all, there are subtle differences between his appearance and the Turan people, even though they don't have beastly features and look like Neanderthals.

Besides, it’s not a secret that there are many different humanoid carbon-based intelligent life forms in other worlds.

Dwarves, elves, ogres, abyss demons, frost giants, Holy Light humans...

Adding another Earthling isn't a big deal, right?

So, he nodded calmly: "Indeed, the friend who came to the Holy Mountain Temple with me is actually a pure-blooded Turanite. However, after he encountered a series of bizarre trials, he seemed to be possessed by some mysterious...

The power eroded and controlled is the guy who just attacked us on the other side of the rift valley."

"Understandable."

The huge metal plate floating among the vast stars began to buzz again, as if countless ancient Turan people spoke at the same time.

Some people said: "With the deteriorating intelligence level of our people, we will definitely be corroded and controlled when we come here."

Someone else said: "Your friend seems to have not been corroded too deeply. His will is already very strong."

Others said: "You are not one of our tribesmen. Maybe this is better. All Turan people will be controlled by it. Only an outsider can save our civilization."

Some people couldn't wait to ask: "You don't seem to be a Holy Light human 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 vibrating metal plate at the same time.

What's amazing is that there is no interference between the sounds at all.

Meng Chao can hear all sounds clearly at the same time and understand the information transmitted by the other party.

Meng Chao pondered for a moment.

No matter what the purpose of this shining metal plate is, it contains extremely powerful power that can accelerate the development of Dragon City Civilization, or at least continue the survival of Dragon City Civilization.

At the same time, the owner of this metal plate, or some kind of... "intelligence" it represents, is in a huge dilemma, and is hostile to the mysterious power dormant deep in the temple of the Holy Mountain.

Get support from external forces to break the deadlock.

In other words, there is the possibility of transaction and cooperation between you and this metal plate.

Since the other party was open and honest, he introduced the origin of Turan civilization clearly from the very beginning.

According to Meng Chao's past life memories, after Dragon City and Turanze formed a blood alliance, it was no secret that "Dragon City came from the earth."

After all, there are tens of millions of Longcheng citizens, and it is impossible for all of them to keep secret.

There is no need for Meng Chao to hide these things that can be easily deduced.

"I come from Earth, a world very similar to the home planet of the Turan civilization."

Meng Chao hinted, "In fact, based on what I saw after coming to the Holy Mountain Temple, the similarity between us far exceeds that of dwarves, elves, undead, giants, Holy Light humans,

Of course, it is far beyond what can be explained by 'coincidence'.

"However, we don't know why we appeared in this... world full of dangers and secrets. It was an accident. It seemed like overnight, the stars had changed, and we had arrived in this completely unfamiliar world.

"So, we don't know where we are going.

"I just want to survive, find the truth and...friends, and maybe, one day, we can return to our hometown."

The metal plate was silent for a moment, then "buzzed" and oscillated at a high frequency again.

There was a voice that seemed to be deeply moved by the last word Meng Chao said: "Hometown..."

There was also a voice that said coldly: "It's 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 just like us ten thousand years ago, and you will eventually become us."

Meng Chao heard the helplessness and sadness in the last voice.

I instantly understood what the other person meant.

The first "we" he mentioned refers to the ancient Turan people 10,000 years ago who had advanced technology and developed civilization. They could not only make plastics, develop precision machinery, and even travel across the stars.

The latter "we" refers to today's "higher orcs" who live rough and drink blood, are brave and fierce, and appear to be majestic, but in fact civilization is about to be cut off.

Meng Chao's mind was spinning and he asked cautiously: "You seem to be very dissatisfied with today's Turan civilization?"

"Our civilization is dead."

A voice said, "What is lying on Turanze now is just the corpse of Turan civilization. No one will feel satisfied when they see their own corpse."

"No, our civilization is not completely dead yet!"

Another voice retorted, "At least, within the corpse of civilization, there are still seeds of hope. As long as the conditions are right, our civilization can take root again and thrive!"

Meng Chao suppressed his excitement and interrupted his voice as if he was having countless arguments: "Since you brought me here, you must think that I can provide some kind of help.

"And I and the civilization behind me have no ill intentions towards the Turan civilization.

"At least, on the road to survival, we all seem to have our own problems and face extremely huge threats. Before solving our respective problems and common threats, there is a very solid basis for cooperation between us.

"It is better to stay together if you are going alone. If you really believe that an outsider can bring new possibilities to Turan civilization, then I am also willing to provide all my intelligence, force, and will as a bargaining chip to bring new possibilities to Turan civilization.

My civilization, exchange for a new possibility.

"But before helping each other and moving forward hand in hand, I can hope to get more information about who you are and where this planet is. It seems that many civilizations have traveled here. You just said 'it's not a coincidence', then

What kind of power, existence and reason makes us appear on this crowded planet?"

The metal plate continued to buzz.

The frequency of this oscillation was very high and it lasted for an exceptionally long time.

It was like countless voices inside the metal plate debating extremely fiercely whether to tell an outsider with no evidence of good intentions or bad intentions all the information about the Turan civilization.

Finally, 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 seem to be more likely to understand everything we are talking about than the werewolf, the lion man, the tiger man, the leopard man and the rat man.

"And we also believe that after knowing everything, you will spare no effort and do your best to complete your mission.

"Because you will save not only the Turan civilization, but also your hometown, your compatriots, and your civilization.

Meng Chao nodded.

Suddenly something felt wrong.

If "werewolf" refers to Canus the "jackal", who are the lion and the tiger?

Could it be that the "Horn of Destruction" and "Blade of Fury" have already arrived at the Holy Mountain Temple?

Wait, even if the ligers and tigers really penetrated into the Holy Mountain Temple, Meng Chao remembered that their team was all the same, the most elite lion warriors and tiger warriors, and there were no "leopard men" and "rat men".

It exists!

Thinking of this, Meng Chao's pupils suddenly shrank.

Damn it, it's Ice Storm and Ancient Dream Saint.

Could it be that the two of them happen to be the "Leopard Man" and the "Rat Man"?

Could it be that Ice Storm and Ancient Dream Saint were captured by Lion King and Tiger King?

No wonder the Lion King and Tiger King found their way into the Holy Mountain Temple so quickly!

Ice Storm has mastered a large amount of information about the Holy Mountain Temple through the "Memory Crystal".

The brain of the Ancient Dream Saint is deeply distorted, like a "brain wave bomb" that may explode at any time.

What changes will the two of them bring to the already extremely complicated situation?

Meng Chao was extremely anxious.

The brain is calmer than ever.

Do not miss every piece of information transmitted from the inside of the metal plate.

But I heard thousands of voices deep in the metal plate, saying in unison: "We are 'Haka'."

Although Meng Chao was roughly proficient in Turan.

Through technology more advanced than "virtual reality", astronomical amounts of information can be exchanged with each other every second.

But the concept of "Haka" is still too obscure and difficult for people on earth and even modern Homo sapiens to understand, like a meaningless yet all-encompassing syllable.

Fortunately, the other party conveyed a massive amount of information along with the syllable "Haka".

The so-called "Haka" means that the ancient Turan people compressed and infused the knowledge, information and skills they had mastered into the depths of their genes, and encapsulated them in the seeds of life.

When the ancient Turan people were reproducing, they implanted the life seeds encapsulating "Haka" deep into the mother's body. After a long period of gestation, after the new life fell to the ground, before opening its eyes, it could grasp the past of its parents and even its ancestors.

knowledge, information and skills acquired.

Earthlings do not have "haka".

Therefore, when babies on earth are just born, they are ignorant, chaotic, and do not master any skills except breathing, crying, and sucking.

The descendants of the world's top dancers and piano masters were not born capable of dancing and playing soul-stirring music.

Doctors on earth who can perform heart transplant operations cannot cut out even a small appendix when their child is born.

Drivers, teachers, engineers, scientists, Olympic champions, special forces who have mastered hundreds of ways of killing...their offspring, newly born, still wet babies, are all "blank slates" with zero skills.
Chapter completed!