Chapter 113: The Struggle of Baishen

Chapter 113: The Struggle of Baishen

In the forest, survival depends on being ruthless, having many brothers, and being loyal.

At that time, Bai Er often heard the boss say this.

The boss is the leader of the Bai Zong tribe. His body is covered in scars, all of which were left behind after fighting and killing various monsters, which can suppress both internal and external enemies.

The forest is vast and can accommodate many tribes.

The forest is also small, and friction and conflicts are everywhere.

The Bai Zong tribe’s enemies are a group of forest wolves. The forest wolves are a powerful force, with numerous members, cruel and fierce.

After the Bai Zong tribe grew stronger, they waged war against the forest wolves on their territory.

After suffering heavy casualties, the Bai Zong tribe persevered until the end.

The boss lost one eye, but the wolf king died.

After the tragic victory, the entire tribe celebrated.

With a larger territory, more food and space, the Bai Zong tribe’s position in the forest further improved.

They just needed to wait for a while and give birth to more cubs, and the entire tribe would recover. If they were lucky, they might even receive rewards from the God of the Forest.

Disaster struck without warning.

Large areas of land sank into the sea, hurricanes covered the sky in the ocean, and black cracks appeared in the sky. The whole world seemed to be in ruins. The creatures in the forest said that the God of the Forest had fallen.

Bai Er was terrified.

Even the gods had fallen, there was no hope for this world.

But the boss said, don’t panic, follow me.

The boss led the entire tribe to abandon their original forest, avoid the sinking land, and escape the constantly surging ocean. It firmly led the whole tribe northward, migrating to the highest place.

Strange creatures and corruptors appeared.

These two types of monsters from another world launched a massacre against all living creatures in the forest.

Especially the strange creatures.

They liked to peel off the prey’s skin intact, making the other party feel the pain of being skinned. This painful ritual would please the "Skinners" and give rewards to the strange creatures.

The strange creatures set their sights on the Bai Zong tribe.

The boss took the lead, crazily fighting the monsters, with only one eye showing courage and ferocity.

The other pigs also bravely resisted to defend the tribe.

Bai Er ran away without looking back.

It felt hopeless. Whether it was one-on-one or many-on-many, the Bai Zong tribe couldn’t compete with the strange creatures. It was a war that couldn’t be won.

Why fight? Why resist? Run, running was the only way!

Many years later, it would recall that night of escape.

Bai Er realized that without the tribe’s crazy killing of enemies, it would have had no chance to escape.

It survived.

Bai Er was the only survivor of the entire tribe. Like the lowliest worm or mole, it hid in the bottom of the mud, not daring to move.

Hunger made it change. It left the dangerous land and went into the water to hunt fish and shrimp to fill its stomach.

In desperate times, even pigs had the courage to go into the sea.

Bai Er discovered that it had a magical ability to always find good things.

For example, it found a treasure, the "Whale Whisker," in the sea. This treasure allowed Bai Er to live in the sea for a long time, just like a fish.

Furthermore, it could find the bodies left behind by transcendent beings.

Eating these corpses made Bai Er gradually stronger, almost not feeling any weakness or aging. It understood that eating brought strength.

...

One day, while he was napping in a pile of sand, the sky suddenly turned a strange red.

A giant meteorite fell from the sky without warning, raining down on the small island, catching him off guard and nearly killing him.

He desperately fled into the water, narrowly escaping death.

The small island behind him had been smashed into the sea by the disaster.

He woke up in shock!

It turned out that even gods had their limits.

No!

He couldn’t continue to be so lazy!

Otherwise, the next disaster might really kill him.

It was said that gods fell in the god wars... If he were to fall to a stone falling from the sky, he would find it hard to accept.

He began actively looking for his first batch of believers.

Soon, he found some people who had been shipwrecked. Among them was a child named Salt Long, who seemed smart and had the ability of 【Longevity】.

He was the one!

He saved Salt Long, performed miracles, and introduced himself as Apostle White. Then he gave him guidance, asking him to spread the faith everywhere.

But the results were minimal.

The reason was that there were already gods in this world.

Among all the gods, 【God Yao】 was particularly famous. It was said that he was infinitely powerful and had killed many gods, which made him a bit nervous.

He couldn’t confront him directly.

He asked his believers to secretly develop in the dark, avoiding the areas controlled by God Yao, and not to reveal their identities.

However, the followers of God Yao were too fast. They held the "Gospel", and by offering food and clothing, they took away a large number of people.

He learned from his pain and decided to imitate them.

If you can give food, then I, as a god, dare to give better!

Give gems!

He found many gems and pearls in the sea and on the islands. He used these as resources to attract believers, asking Salt Long and the others to develop the faith well.

When he didn’t want to be seen, a god could not be looked at. But when needed, a god could also reveal his true form. He disguised himself as Apostle White, to intimidate and lead the believers.

This time it was effective.

The strength of his believers increased greatly, reaching an unprecedented 149 people! Although a dozen or so people defected later, this was not important, the overall trend was good.

The key was that the gem strategy was effective.

He dug everywhere for gems that could be exchanged for faith, and he was even more enthusiastic.

Until he encountered the second disaster on the small island.

The same island, the same meteor shower.

The same powerlessness.

For the first time, he truly felt that there were differences among gods.

It seemed that he was going to be second best again.

The familiar feeling was like coming home.

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