This seemingly harmonious Shang Mo Kingdom had most likely developed serious problems long ago. Those problems could erupt over a single trigger, and the outcome was easy to imagine: a war would surely break out between humans and animals.
And once that war ended, humans would fight among themselves again for absolute dominion.
Since ancient times, struggles over power and profit had never ceased.
"If a war broke out between you and the animals someday, which side do you think would win?"
"War? Why would there have to be a war between us?" Huang Ting asked me.
I said, "Once conflicts become irreconcilable, war naturally follows. The calmer things appear now, the more turbulent and earth-shattering the outbreak will be."
Her hand on the steering wheel trembled slightly. "Will that day really come?"
I nodded seriously. Wasn't that exactly how it had been throughout the thousands of years of human civilization in our world? How many battles, large and small, had been fought? How many people had died in war over five thousand years? It was impossible to count.
I asked her, "How many years has it been since Shang Mo Kingdom experienced a war? Surely there were wars before that?"
"We have been without war for nearly a century. As far as I know, there have been four major wars in our history. Two were wars between the Human Race and other living beings. One was an internal war among the Human Race, and the other was a war in which we resisted invaders together."
Just as I thought. She had only mentioned major wars, but what about the small and medium-sized ones?
In other words, Shang Mo Kingdom had also once endured the smoke and flames of war.
But that last war she mentioned caught my attention.
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