svetikya Chapter 243 War is a bad civilization, the miraculous doctor Master Bu!
Chapter 243 War is a bad civilization, the miraculous doctor Master Bu!
Chapter 243 War is a bad civilization, the miraculous doctor Master Bu!
The Machine race does not know who the god who created them is, so they remain neutral in this world and do not participate in the battle for the Star Grail among the other divine races' familiars.
The Machine Race's ability to analyze and copy is terrifying. Even the Dragon Spirit Race, the fourth-order race, including the Dragon King and its subordinate dragons, was destroyed by the Machine Race twelve years ago because they provoked them.
Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, no other race wants to provoke the Machine Race, a race that is powerful, grows stronger with each battle, and whose fight is like stirring up a hornet's nest.
Therefore, even the most ordinary head of a machine-type creature is a rare treasure for Jibril, something she encounters only once in a lifetime.
"So, that's why you scavenged a bunch of head parts we were preparing to rework in the abandoned room of the self-propagation plant?"
"These are all machine heads that I carefully selected, especially your head. Look, I even put a layer of anti-rust oil on it."
Jibril held the head parts that Shubi had replaced, looking like she was treasuring the broken mechanical head in her hands, which made Shubi somewhat at a loss for words.
"Wait, you're not trying to take it from me, are you?"
Jibril suddenly became alert and looked at Shubi with suspicion.
"I have a new brain now."
After confirming that Rick's head damage was severe enough that it was undetectable, Shubi beckoned to the two, saying, "Come in with me, my husband is waiting for you inside."
Shubi turned and walked into the somewhat dark cave, followed by Broly and Jibril, who was carrying a pile of scrap metal.
The darkness had no effect on those present, and after rounding a bend, Broly saw some light ahead.
The source of light was some moss clinging to the rock wall, emitting a faint glow. But that wasn't the main point. The main point was that Broly saw the same kind of mushroom that the machine-like creature had picked yesterday beneath the moss on the rock wall.
"Cave moss, that's what we humans call it. It's one of the few plants that can grow normally in this cruel world, radiating light by absorbing the spiritual power from the soil."
The light they emit can provide the growing environment needed for some crops that can grow rapidly with only a little light.
However, cave moss itself is not edible, at least not for us humans...
Seeing the boy peering at the moss on the rock wall, Rick came over and explained that it was because of the existence of cave moss that humans were able to survive in this world with some bioluminescent crops.
"I am Rick, Schubert's husband."
The young man introduced himself.
"Broly".
Broly introduced himself, then picked the mushrooms from the patch below the rock wall and, in front of what was probably the owner of the mushrooms, stuffed them into his personal storage space.
"It was a pleasure to meet you, and I also thank you for your help to my wife, Hughie."
Rick continued.
"You're welcome, but I'm not very happy to see you. If it weren't for you, your wife might be mine."
Broly didn't exactly harbor hostility towards Rick, this complete stranger, but he didn't exactly give him a friendly look either.
"You're really joking."
"I'm not joking. If killing you wasn't pointless, you would be dead by now."
Rick's expression stiffened. The Saiyan boy's words were too direct and blunt, making it difficult for a weak human like him, who needed to think, to respond.
"Then I should feel fortunate."
After thinking for a moment, Rick made a self-deprecating remark.
"You should feel fortunate."
Broly nodded seriously, agreeing with Rick's words, but that he and Hugh were not truly in love.
"Broly, are you hungry? Why don't we eat first?"
Hugh interrupted the somewhat awkward conversation by speaking up.
"it is good."
Broly's attention was immediately diverted, and the expectant look on his face faded somewhat when he saw what the couple was offering to eat.
Roasted mushrooms, dried fruit of unknown origin, the roots and stems of some kind of plant—the entire stone table was devoid of any meat or fish, not even a drop of soup.
"I'm sorry, we're short on supplies here. This is all we have to offer our saviors."
Rick apologized for this.
"The taste is not bad."
Broly tasted them and found that they were all alright, but he still preferred meat.
"However, once the world is at peace, we will definitely treat you to something even better."
Rick added.
"Um."
Broly responded, but without much expectation, because in four days he would be saying goodbye to this world.
This topic is a bit difficult to choose!
Rick sighed and decided to be blunt.
"Lord Broly, what is your clan's view on the current situation in this world?"
Rick asked directly, and from Hughie, he learned some information about the boy.
Although I've never heard of Saiyans, I imagine they must be a formidable race to have defeated the Skywing race.
"You're asking me?"
Broly, who was eating dried fruit, looked at the one-armed youth next to him with some confusion.
"right."
Rick nodded.
Broly scratched his head, seemingly puzzled by the question.
He's not from this world, and he's only just arrived. What kind of opinions could he possibly have about this world?
It's really strange to ask him this question.
However, if we're really going to talk about opinions, Broly can certainly say something.
"Your world has too few food options, and the weather doesn't seem to be very good either."
Broly was telling the truth.
Rick: "..."
He wanted to talk about the long war waged by the gods and their retinue over the authority of the one true God, but he was met with replies about a lack of food and bad weather.
"There was no other way. The gods started a long war to fight for the authority of the one true god, which caused the original ecology of this world to collapse completely."
Nowadays, just surviving is incredibly difficult. Many common species that could once be made into delicious food have long since gone extinct in endless wars.
Rick forcefully shifted the topic to the war, and the delicacies he mentioned were merely wonderful stories passed down among humankind; he himself had never seen them, let alone tasted them.
However, Rick looked regretful, as if he himself had eaten those delicacies and was lamenting the extinction of the species that made them.
"Will war cause delicious food to disappear?"
Rick's performance convinced Broly.
"War is a bad civilization."
Broly immediately recalled Attila's phrase and blurted it out.
【Bad civility? This should probably be used to express dislike, right?】
Rick thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "I think so too. War is a bad thing for civilization, so I want to end war."
After he finished speaking, the atmosphere fell silent again, broken only by the sound of Broly eating. Rick, somewhat exasperated, could only continue, "Perfect timing. I have a plan to end this long war. I wonder if you would be willing to help us?"
"Once the war ends, there will be good food to eat."
Hughie added a sentence afterward, and that sentence had a remarkable effect.
"I am willing to help you."
Without asking what the plan was, Broly stated his position directly.
"No, aren't you going to ask what my plan is?"
Rick couldn't help but complain.
What normal person would react like this to the boy in front of them? Shouldn't they be curious and ask him what happened?
"Oh, what's the plan?"
Broly suddenly realized that Rick was a performer, just like Aqua's master who needed someone to support him when he was performing his talents, so he went along with it and supported him.
"All great wars in the world arise from the authority of the One God, and to end the wars as quickly as possible, all that is needed is for the One God to be chosen..."
Rick laid out the map he had prepared beforehand and began to explain his plan from beginning to end, but this plan was only what needed to be spoken now, not the real plan.
"To do this, we create anxiety and suspicion by informing the rest of the races about the strategies of hostile races..."
After tireless efforts, we have now gathered together the most powerful race in the world who is most likely to obtain the unique divine authority, the Star Grail...
The relationship between the two major alliances in the opposing region, the Forest Elves and the Goblins, whose leaders are the Forest Elves and Goblins respectively, is extremely hostile.
It's likely that simply mimicking one side's tactics and launching a preemptive attack on the other would trigger a war between them.
Of course, the Skywing race is high above, and there are gods behind them. Once the Forest Elf and the Goblin race start fighting, these two races will not allow the Skywing race, which is stronger than them, to watch from the sidelines. They will definitely drag the Skywing race into the fray.
According to the information I have, the goblin race developed the Marrow Blast Bomb, a terrifying weapon capable of destroying a continent with a single shot, while the forest elves developed the Void Zero Technique for group army operations…”
Wow, that's amazing!
Rick was talking about the strongest trump cards of the goblin and forest elf races, while Broly was showing an amazed expression in perfect cooperation.
But in reality, he wasn't listening at all; he was just going along with Rick's performance and agreeing with him.
"As a deity, the God of War is undoubtedly the enemy most feared by the two major alliances. The goblin and forest elf species will definitely use their trump cards against the God of War."
At that time, no matter which side wins, the war will end, cough cough...
Rick coughed, realizing he was feeling weak, and stopped talking, asking, "So, Broly, what do you think of our plan?"
"Good, very good!"
With an unknown plant stem in his mouth, Broly responded without looking up.
Could your attitude be any more perfunctory?
Rick wanted to complain, but the answer from his wife's savior wasn't really important. He was more interested in knowing how the Skywing captives would react to this fake plan.
However, to Rick's disappointment, the little girl-like Skywing, like Broly, was only interested in eating.
Relatives are an extension of the gods, and the reactions of the relatives can sometimes represent the reactions of the gods.
"Hey, you captured Skywing lady over there, aren't you worried about your own god?"
Rick took a sip of water and caught his breath before asking Jibril.
"What am I worried about? Am I worried that those foolish races you tricked into coming to Abant Heim might use their self-righteous methods to challenge Lord Altshu and actually succeed?"
Jibril had heard Rick explain his plan, but she treated it as a joke.
"You monkey who hasn't fully evolved and can't even use his spirit power, stop looking at Lord Altshu with your narrow-minded, inferior perspective."
Broly stopped eating, looked at his monkey tail, and suddenly felt like Jibril was indirectly criticizing him.
"Lord Artes is the strongest god. The mere forest elves and goblins, no matter what methods they possess, are nothing but ignorant creatures who overestimate their own abilities."
Confidence is the pinnacle. Altshu's confidence is reflected in the attitude of the Skywing race, who dare to treat other divine races as prey, demonstrating their arrogance.
"If your gods are so powerful, why hasn't the war in this world ended?"
Rick wasn't completely ignorant about the God of War; on the contrary, he learned about the strength and behavior of the god behind the Winged Race through Shubi, and this was also the question that puzzled him.
The Skywing race and their gods clearly possess power surpassing that of other races, yet they show no intention of ending this great war.
"It's not over yet because Lord Artesius has no interest in the authority of the One God. If he were interested, this battle for the authority of the One God would have ended long ago."
Jibril's answer surprised Rick.
Then came anger, and then relief.
The high and mighty God would not care about the life or death of a tiny ant.
"So that's how it is."
Rick smiled outwardly, but his only remaining right hand was clenched into a tight fist.
In the battle for the authority of the One God, the war god behind the Skywing race acted arrogantly.
They clearly possessed the power to end the war and obtain the authority of the one true god, yet they disdained to do so.
Thus, the reason why this war between the gods and their retinue could not end can be explained.
The God of War, who possesses the power to sweep away all obstacles and obtain the authority of the One God, disdains the authority of the One God. Other gods who care about this authority and want to obtain it are probably unable to sweep away all obstacles because of the existence of the God of War.
The God of War is the greatest obstacle to world peace. Without overcoming Him and defeating Him, the wars in this world will never end.
But how difficult it is to defeat the God of War! According to the information provided by Shubi, the God of War is a deity with the concept of being the "strongest".
This concept of "strongest" is extremely unreasonable. No matter how strong an existence appears in the world, the God of War who possesses this concept will always be stronger than the second strongest. The increase or decrease of the power of the world's strong people has no meaning for the God of War.
A war god possessing the invincible concept of "the strongest" would likely not evade attacks from the weak, but would instead crush them with overwhelming power.
A fire burned within Rick.
"Shubi, after this planet is breached, the elven corridors in the atmosphere will stop, and even the gods will temporarily lose their power, right?"
After seeing Broly and Jibril off, Rick asked Schwi this question.
"To be precise, this only temporarily deprives the gods of their ability to manipulate the vast spiritual power of the world, but the spiritual power that the gods themselves possess can still be used, albeit greatly weakened."
Hughie answered the question, and Rick felt relieved.
The concept of the God of War is indeed invincible, but in this game where the only God is determined, the victory condition is not to defeat the God of War, but to obtain the Star Cup.
He's not a god, just a weak human struggling to survive; he won't play this game according to the rules set by the gods.
As the weakest, Rick must steal a chicken to win and end the war.
"Cough cough~"
Suddenly, Rick started coughing violently.
"Rick!"
Hugh shouted nervously.
"I'm fine."
Rick removed his hand from his mouth; it was covered in blood. He then offered Huggie a word of comfort.
But he knew he was about to die, so he had to hurry and complete the arrangements with the Machine Race before starting this final war.
When the war ends, even if he dies, he can die in peace.
The thought of death brought tears to Rick's eyes.
Damn it, he didn't want to die at all. There were still people in this world who cared about him, and who cared about him too.
Having experienced many separations and deaths, Rick understood how much harm his own death would cause to those who cared about him.
He wanted to live, but was there any way?
Perhaps he can survive if he obtains the Star Cup.
But can I really get the Star Cup?
Or rather, after obtaining the Star Cup, can I really survive?
The one and only God—it sounds so powerful, but who really knows what that means?
Even as a weak human being, did he have the right to touch the things of God?
Countless thoughts flooded the mind of the weakened Rick.
Even Rick couldn't stop his overthinking.
"Rick, don't worry, I know someone who can help you."
Hugh, anxiously watching Rick, suddenly remembered Broly's attempt to treat her yesterday.
Although it didn't have any effect on her, that's because she's a machine race.
Treatments that are ineffective for him might actually help Rick.
Hughie was desperate and grasping at straws, but she didn't choose the wrong doctor.
Broly, who had left after eating and drinking his fill, was invited back.
Looking at the extremely weak Rick on the stone bed, Broly suddenly had a bold idea and asked Shubi, "If he were to die like this, would you consider becoming my wife?"
"No, I'd rather die with Rick."
Without even a second of hesitation, Hughie gave her answer.
Broly was somewhat disappointed; his bold idea had been shattered, and he had no choice but to face reality.
Rick treated him to a meal, which wasn't very lavish, but he remembered it.
Bro used his breath to condense a ball of life energy and injected it into Rick's body.
Rick, who was half-conscious on the bed, began to tremble.
Humans in this world do not possess the Elven Corridor within their bodies; excessive corrosion by the undead is tantamount to a slow death.
But now, the corroded and necrotic areas in Rick's body are like parched trees receiving timely rain, suddenly springing back to life.
The corrosive power of the dead, filled with the aura of death, was no match for the immense life energy that Broly poured in.
Rick sat up abruptly, much like someone who had just woken up from a deathbed, and as soon as he sat up, his illness was cured.
"Alright, but I can't do anything about the severed hand and eye."
Dr. Bu sensed Rick's presence and, after confirming that he had transformed from a flickering candle to a blazing fireplace, shrugged at Hugh, indicating that there was nothing he could do about the mangled injuries.
When Broly was apprenticed to Aqua in the last world, he didn't learn any healing techniques, but he probably learned a thing or two back then.
Hugh: "..."
Rick's hands and eyes, the ones she chopped and dug.
Rick: "..."
He himself had his hands and eyes cut off and dug out by Hugh.
"grass!"
I wasn't being lazy, I just wanted to write more.
(End of this chapter)