The Honey Badger's Brain Circuit

After studying and observing for quite a while, Kangqiao felt somewhat deflated.

In theory, this was a supernatural world.

But Kangqiao himself couldn't freely manipulate flames or anything like that—he couldn't sense any psychic mental power or spiritual force at all.

So when it came to using the vast energy within his body, he could only wield it as crudely as the Godzilla he'd known in his past life.

Fine control over threads of flame, making them extensions of himself like tentacles—that was completely out of reach.

He'd even hoped the dinosaur-men, with their mysterious connection to him, might establish some kind of mental link.

But that was a bust too.

Novels really are full of lies, he thought.

Still, despite that, Kangqiao had ideas now and a direction for exploring his own abilities.

Since this world was supernatural, why couldn't he develop toward fine control?

Crude energy blasts were powerful in battle, but they weren't much use for daily life.

What's more, now that he'd discovered a primitive civilization under his dominion, Kangqiao wanted to make his own life more interesting too—like helping these little guys rapidly develop their civilization, or doing something fun. But his massive body was an obstacle.

Because he was so enormous, his weight was terrifying.

In his current state, like a legendary crimson Godzilla, even the slightest movement was a considerable nuisance and disaster for the tiny creatures on the ground.

Even if he suppressed his energy and became ordinary, he was still a colossal being—a small shift would shake mountains and earth, like a minor earthquake.

That wasn't good.

If he could achieve fine control over flames, using them as extensions of himself to blend into this intelligent civilization, that would be far more interesting, wouldn't it?

Otherwise, in his current form, he'd probably have to stay on the sidelines forever, quietly watching the dinosaur-men without much interference.

But witnessing the development of dinosaur-man civilization from an even more detached perspective might be a nice experience too, right?

Because it was like watching ants dig tunnels in a bottle as a kid—it was fascinating.

You know, when Kangqiao was little, he used to catch lots of ants, put them in a glass jar, and watch them dig tunnels in the dirt. He could keep watching for hours without getting bored.

Witnessing the lives and processes of other beings was inherently very interesting.

That was fine too, wasn't it?

So after observing the dinosaur elder in his palm for a while, with no concrete way to establish linguistic contact, Kangqiao set him down.

As soon as Kangqiao put the dinosaur elder down, the flames on the elder's body quickly extinguished.

And he soon snapped out of his numbness.

Coming to his senses, the dinosaur elder trembled, looked up at Father God before him, and felt a mix of fear, awe, and devotion.

Only by truly contacting Father God could one know how powerful he was, how boundless his strength.

Thinking back to that state, the energy and heat within Father God's body were like the blazing star (the sun) in the sky.

Ah! This is our Father God!

Like the blazing star in the sky!

The dinosaur elder, shaken, began to dance and gesture wildly at Kangqiao, his manner utterly devout.

In Kangqiao's eyes, he was a qualified shaman performer!

Kangqiao ignored the little flat-top dancing before him, just watching quietly, while secretly sensing the vast energy gathered within his own body.

Before this energy dissipated, Kangqiao had to thoroughly experience the feeling of energy covering his body's meridians, and planned to study his current state carefully—this was key to using energy better and understanding his own essence in the future.

Kangqiao didn't speak, and the dinosaur elder below was bewildered.

He prayed and asked for a long time, but Father God didn't react at all?

What did Father God mean by this?

What should we, the Children of Lava, do next?

In the dinosaur elder's mind, Father God was undoubtedly full of divine power and immense wisdom—there was no way he couldn't understand their language!

Deep down, the dinosaur elder simply ignored that possibility.

So, feeling tired and weary, he stopped dancing and gesturing, and quieted down to try to understand the meaning of Father God's stillness.

And why had he been lifted up and then set down just now?

"Father God lifting me up—was that an acknowledgment of me and the tribe?"

"But we, the Children of Lava, are already Father God's children. Though we once doubted whether Father God accepted us, from the fact that he gave us new strong bodies, he had already acknowledged us long ago. Why would he need to lift me up and acknowledge us again?"

"Moreover, for beings as humble as us, would Father God need to do such a thing? Father God's action just now must have had some deeper meaning. What could it be?"

Lost in thought, pondering for a long time.

Finally, the dinosaur elder's brow relaxed. He understood!

A look of excitement spread across his face, then the Dinosaur Elder respectfully withdrew and came before his tribesmen, whose eyes burned with fervor.

"Father God has given a new directive!"

Raising the unknown Blackstone Scepter high, the Dinosaur Elder's voice was steady and resonant!

The tribesmen's eyes lit up sharply, and they gazed at the Elder with eager anticipation, silently awaiting what came next.

"Father God lifted me up—by this, He wishes to tell us that we, the Children of Lava, should now fear nothing. Behind us stands Father God. We must set our sights on broader lands. Our earlier attack on the Poison Fog Tribe was correct."

"However, those Poison Fog Tribe fiends are truly too cunning. Thus, Father God set me back down to warn us: we, the Children of Lava, must not be arrogant or underestimate our enemy. We must tread upon the earth, steady as the earth itself, and devise plans to slay the fiends."

"So this time, under Father God's witness, we shall deliver the final blow to our fiendish enemies! Let us wash away our past shame and reclaim the glory that belongs to us, the Children of Lava!"

"All for the sake of proclaiming the majesty and glory of Lava and the Earth!"

The Dinosaur Elder grew fervent, infected by his own rhetoric!

But to some tribesmen's ears, these words rang a bit off.

The Elder made it sound convincing enough, yet something felt strange.

And besides, our Children of Lava have suffered heavy losses in this war—seven out of ten tribesmen are gone. Are we really going to fight the Poison Fog Tribe again?

Is this really okay?

However, the Dinosaur Elder had clearly anticipated these doubts.

So, once more, the Dinosaur Elder continued:

"I know some of you worry whether, with such heavy casualties, we can truly defeat the Poison Fog Tribe fiends."

"But what we know, the Poison Fog Tribe fiends also know. They surely don't believe we have the strength to wage another war against them."

"Therefore, while the Poison Fog Tribe fiends let down their guard, they will never anticipate our sneak attack."

"Moreover, most of our tribe has now received Father God's blessing and gained the power of fire. Is that not enough?"

With these words, the Dinosaur Elder even deliberately controlled the unfamiliar heat flowing within his body.

Flames burst faintly across his whole body as he raised his arm and roared.

At that moment, no one among the Dinosaur tribe doubted any longer!

Yes! We have gained even stronger bodies—why should we be afraid?

Our Father God has awakened, and He is so merciful. Surely He won't turn a blind eye to the coming battle, right?

So, in that instant, all the Dinosaurs roared with excitement!

"Slay all the Poison Fog Tribe fiends!"

"Proclaim the majesty and glory of Lava and the Earth! For Father God!"

"Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!!!"

The Dinosaurs' shouts rose one after another, and even their blood-kin, the Primal dinosaurs, joined in with deafening roars, though they understood nothing.

Watching the Dinosaurs suddenly roar like they'd been injected with adrenaline, Kangqiao snapped back to reality, baffled again!

What the hell?

What's with these flat-heads? They've lost so many tribesmen and they're this happy?

Is it because I scared off the enemy for them? Or because I lifted one flat-head up, making them feel immensely honored?

Or maybe because they gained new abilities under my influence, so they're happy and even more devoted to me?

Thinking it over, hey, not bad—they're pretty sharp, huh?

"Cheering for me? Feels pretty good, actually."

Kangqiao smacked his lips, looking at the flat-heads cheering around him with some self-satisfaction. But soon, he would realize his understanding was completely and utterly wrong!

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