Little Illusion looked at this world and suddenly said, "This child has had it too easy all along."
"He needs to learn what the world is really like."
Zhao Han was a little puzzled. "Is this world too beautiful?"
"Yeah. Look at the kid. This world is way too unreal."
"So what do you want to do?" Zhao Han felt that this fellow was about to stir up trouble again.
Little Illusion propped up her tiny chin. "Of course, I'll show the kid a little reality."
This was a land ravaged by war.
The sky had been dyed gray by smoke and gunpowder, while artillery fire had torn the earth apart, leaving deep scars everywhere.
This was the Blue Sea Continent.
Once a peaceful, prosperous, and beautiful land, it had now become a battlefield contested by Outer Domain colonists and native inhabitants.
In the south of the Blue Sea Continent lay a tribe surrounded by dense jungle.
The native inhabitants had lived here for generations, their lives simple and harmonious.
Their homes were built from bamboo and leaves, blending into the surrounding wilderness. Their faces always bore contented, peaceful smiles.
A group of colonists arrived.
They plundered the resources here and seized its gold and silver.
The tranquility of this land was ruthlessly shattered.
The colonists brought muskets and greed.
Their goal was to occupy this land, plunder its resources, enslave its people, obtain its goods, and turn it into a dumping ground for commodities.
Faced with the colonists' invasion, the native inhabitants did not choose to submit. They picked up bows and arrows and donned armor made from animal hides.
Their eyes were filled with resolve and courage.
"We have lived here for generations. We will never give up our land!"
"Why should we surrender?" The tribe's chief