AnalogHorror: Rule Kaidan 4016
Chapter 718 - 330 What? The Zealot Knows Science Better Than Me?_2

Chapter 718: Chapter 330 What? The Zealot Knows Science Better Than Me?_2

"You are all too shortsighted! How much suffering do you need before you realize... those people in the physics community, because they cannot break through the shackles in their lifetimes, use so-called ’science’ to anchor your world!"

"Give it up!"

"Under the apocalypse, only the Transcendent shall endure forever!"

Upon hearing this, Mountain Man gritted his teeth and responded, "A bunch of degenerates with no personal integrity also deserve to incite others?"

The Zealot’s attacks fell like a waterfall, but his voice remained calm, even within that calmness, there was a seductive power: "The ancients were also gradually enlightened step by step... those deities with human heads, who’s to say they aren’t people who had received Supernatural Power early on and thus evolved..."

"With so many snake deities with human heads in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, and the so-called Nagas in other areas, forming a ’system’ of species, isn’t it worth pondering the mythological and realistic nature of their existence?"

"If they can impart knowledge, why can’t we?"

"The books and civilizations in the long river of history are nothing but the Chapters left by a few victors, who says the path we are now stepping out on is not another route that existed in the history of humankind?"

As he fought and retreated, the Mountain Man said, "Bringing up the ’Classic of Mountains and Seas’, why don’t you cultivate immortality? If it is about cultivating immortality, is this current form the result of your choice?"

"Do you not understand the references I make? Fine..." The Zealots maintained their calm tone, yet their onslaught intensified, "At the end of the Late Ordovician, the first major extinction event occurred on Earth, known as the Late Ordovician mass extinction, leading directly to the extinction of 60% of species, but afterward, marine biodiversity began to experience explosive growth, forming a more complex ecosystem..."

"Therefore, the Late Ordovician mass extinction had a profound impact on Earth’s biodiversity, paving the way for subsequent biological evolution, and is one of the key events in the history of Earth’s life evolution."

"I don’t need you to lecture me!" The Mountain Man dodged an attack from a Zealot and continued to be driven back, his defensive position on the verge of collapse.

"Now, the emergence of Supernatural Power is an even stronger guide and revelation... With the turnover of eras, there might be a large number of species going extinct, but the dawn and daylight after the darkness may well be a truly wonderful future!"

Even Lin Yi was nearly dumbfounded by what he heard.

"What? Zealots who advocate the Transcendent actually understand science better than I do?"

Like the highly renowned physicist Newton in his later years, shrouded in mystery!

Hiss—what?! Newton was a Zealot?!

I’m not afraid of fanatics being mindlessly fervent, but I’m afraid of fanatics who are calm and cultured.

Just like the Mountain Man now, his rational cognition and judgment were being violently rubbed from myth to science by the Zealot, and for a moment, he couldn’t even interject with an expletive.

Watching the Mountain Man, who started off with a high-level discussion now barely managing, about to witness a scene reminiscent of Captain Flamehead’s famous moment, even Kuai Hongji couldn’t help frowning, between those slightly menacing brows appeared a rare look of concern:

"This guy... his aura is falling too quickly..."

He glanced again at the remaining Zealots on the Desolate Land.

The Zealots who had stepped forward had all transformed the large plaster bodies into spherical Rage Angels and had left, then those without "jobs" by their sides weren’t moving, and kept busily going about their tasks in an orderly fashion.

"This won’t do..."

"Need to step it up..."

Kuai Hongji silently descended from the winding branches, and then, with movements even stranger than the Zealots, he weaved through the light and shadows of the Mist...

He seemed to anticipate the Mountain Man’s retreat path, went ahead to certain places beforehand, and made some minor adjustments to the surroundings.

Thus, in certain vegetated areas that were not easily noticeable, some dry vines and dead trees were suddenly broken, revealing some long-abandoned objects...

After completing these actions, he returned along the original path to the edge of the Desolate Land, watching the commotion move away, and still waiting patiently for something.

Meanwhile, the Mountain Man, constantly retreating and darting through the woods like Ape-Man Tarzan, suddenly spotted something with sharp eyes, his pupils shrinking fiercely!

"Is that...?!"

He saw an abandoned post poking its head out from an oddly-shaped, ancient tree.

"An abandoned lamp post...?!"

"No... How could there be one here?!"

Mountain Man was astonished, but he couldn’t care less; he descended from the treetops with a move akin to a horse stomping on a swallow, forcefully cutting through the environment with the strength of his exoskeleton armor, only to suddenly become extremely agitated once he caught sight of it.

The lamp post was already worn out and covered with traces of decay left by the passing years.

Deep within this dark and dense forest, in a corner filled with ancient trees, it seemed like a lonely old man forgotten by time.

What truly terrified and shocked Mountain Man, however, was the fact that there were traces of red paint on the surface of this abandoned lamp post...

"Could this be... the legendary batch of lamp posts with red paint markings?!"

Some red paint markings still remained on the lamp post, but the paint had faded, no longer the bright red, but a dim, rust-like dark red.

The handwriting of the markings had also become blurred, parts had even peeled off, leaving behind incomplete strokes, resembling ancient secret runes, which inevitably spurred one’s curiosity about their once-significant meaning.

Those blurred words vaguely resembled...

"...The Outpost...6..."

"This is a lamp post from ’Black Moon Outpost’... cast aside over the years into this layer?" The entire body of Mountain Man shivered, as if... some martial arts expert privy to insider knowledge had spotted a fabled dragon-slaying saber.

Though, this dragon-slaying saber was already broken and damaged.

At the top of the lamp post, where there should have been a lampshade and light fixture, there remained only a broken socket, and some of the surrounding decorations were also unevenly damaged as though they had been brutally torn apart.

Around it, roots like winding pythons stretched out from the ground, tightly entwining at the base of the lamp post.

Some roots had even embedded themselves into the rust of the lamp post, as if intending to slowly devour it and assimilate it into part of the forest.

The surrounding undergrowth grew wildly, towering over the base of the lamp post. When the breeze blew past, the bushes gently swayed, contrasting sharply with the stillness of the lamp post, further highlighting its decay and desolation.

This abandoned, old lamp post with red paint markings stood quietly in the woods like a forgotten secret, silently consumed and assimilated by the environment around it.

With an excited heart and trembling hands, Mountain Man took a deep breath, both arms tightly grasping the lamp post, light flowing over his exoskeleton armor.

"Up—"

Mountain Man bellowed as if possessed by Lu Zhishen, forcefully uprooting the lamp post with one hand!

"Plug... Boom!"

Soil shattered, roots snapped, and the lamp post, like a sword drawn from stone, tore through the corner of withered wood!

"What...?!" Zealots paled in astonishment, "Why is there a lamp post buried here?!"

Not only him, but the other Zealots also showed faces of disbelief.

"And it’s a lamp post with red paint markings?!"

"Hahaha—" Mountain Man laughed wildly. Having been beaten along the way and even crushed in terms of knowledge, he now felt as if he held a divine weapon in his hand.

Seizing the opportunity, his back armor opened, spewing white steam, propelling him as he charged at the Zealots once more!

Seeing the red-painted lamp post, even in its broken state, Zealots scattered away from Mountain Man, fearing they might not escape in time to avoid a whipping.