Old Cat watched these villagers clamoring and let them be, understanding that this kind of thing had to be voluntary to be perfect.
It gazed at the stars in the sky, seemingly reminiscing about a homeland from long, long ago.
Every civilization began weak and grew strong.
An ideological change, actually, was simple...
One or two generations of education, and a few decades could change them, from backward thinking to advanced thinking.
A few decades, in the long river of history, were just a tiny droplet.
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Just then, a "rushing" sound came from the entrance of the village, and Lu Yuan had returned.
Seeing the 30-meter-tall Tree of Life, the large crowd in the square was surprised and somewhat unsure of what to do.
Some of the militia grabbed their long spears and forks, taking defensive postures.
"Don't be nervous, it's me, this tree is my mount that I subdued in Sky City."
The crowd saw Lu Yuan on the trunk of the tree and instantly relaxed.
