The Flatheads' Train of Thought

After studying for half the day and watching for half the day,

Kangqiao felt somewhat discouraged.

By all rights, this was a supernatural world.

Yet Kangqiao was completely unable to control flames at will. He could not sense anything like mind-over-matter psychic power or spiritual energy.

So when it came to using the immense energy within his body, he could only wield it as crudely as the Godzilla he knew from his previous life.

Trying to delicately control threads of flame and turn them into extensions of himself, like tentacles, simply would not work.

Kangqiao had originally hoped that these Dinosaur People, who seemed to have some inexplicable connection to him, could establish something like a mental link with him.

But that had been pointless too.

Novels really were all lies.

Still, despite thinking that, Kangqiao had gained an idea and a direction for exploring his abilities in the future.

Since this was a supernatural world, why could he not develop in a more refined direction?

Brutally blasting enemies with energy beams was powerful, but it was not very useful in daily life.

Especially now that he had discovered a primitive civilization among his dependents.

Kangqiao also wanted to make his life more interesting. Whether it was helping these little fellows rapidly develop their civilization or doing something interesting, his enormous body was an obstacle.

He was simply too huge, and his weight was terrifying.

In this state, similar to Legendary Burning Godzilla, even the slightest movement was no small trouble or disaster for the tiny creatures on the ground.

Even if he concealed his energy and became ordinary, he was still a colossal creature. Any slight movement would make the mountains tremble and the earth shake, like a small earthquake.

That was hardly ideal.

If he could achieve precise control over flames and use them as extensions of himself to blend into this intelligent civilization, would that not be much more interesting?

Otherwise, in his current state, he could probably only remain alone off to one side, quietly watching the Dinosaur People without being able to intervene too much.

Still, witnessing the development of Dinosaur People civilization from a more detached perspective might also be a good experience.

After all, it was like watching ants dig tunnels in a bottle as a child. It was quite interesting.

When Kangqiao was little, he had caught plenty of ants and put them in glass bottles, then watched them dig tunnels through the dirt. He could watch for hours on end without getting tired of it.

Witnessing the lives and journeys of other creatures was, in itself, a very interesting thing.

That was pretty good too, was it not?

So, after briefly observing the Dinosaur Elder in his palm and finding no concrete way to establish verbal communication with him, Kangqiao set him down.

Once Kangqiao put the Dinosaur Elder down, the flames on the elder's body quickly extinguished.

He also swiftly woke from his numbness.

After regaining his senses, the trembling Dinosaur Elder raised his head to look at Father God before him, filled with fear, reverence, and devotion.

Only after truly coming into contact with Father God could one understand just how powerful Father God was, how boundless His strength was.

Thinking back to his earlier state, the energy and heat within Father God's body had been like the Blazing Star in the sky—the sun itself.

Ah! This was their Father God!

Like the Blazing Star in the heavens!

Amid his shock, the Dinosaur Elder began dancing and gesturing before Kangqiao again, his manner utterly devout.

And in Kangqiao's eyes, he was quite a qualified shamanic dancer!

Kangqiao ignored the little flathead dancing before him and merely watched quietly, while secretly sensing the immense energy contained and gathered within his body.

Before this energy dissipated, Kangqiao needed to properly experience the sensation of it covering the channels of his body. He planned to thoroughly study his current state, since this was key to using his energy better in the future and understanding his own nature.

When Kangqiao remained silent, the Dinosaur Elder below was baffled.

He had prayed and asked for a long time, so why was Father God not giving any response at all?

What exactly did Father God mean?

What were the Children of Lava supposed to do next?

In the Dinosaur Elder's mind, Father God was absolutely divine and supremely wise. There was no possibility that Father God could not understand their language!

In short, the Dinosaur Elder subconsciously ignored that possibility.

So, after beginning to feel tired and weary, he stopped dancing and gesturing. Instead, he calmed down and tried to understand the meaning of Father God's lack of response.

And why had Father God lifted him up, only to put him down again?

"Father God lifted me up. Did that mean He acknowledged me and the tribe?"

"But we Children of Lava were Father God's children to begin with. Although we had doubted whether Father God recognized us before, Father God had already acknowledged us by granting us strong new bodies. Why would He lift me up just to acknowledge us again?"

"Besides, for lowly creatures like us, was such a gesture necessary? Father God's action must have held some other deeper meaning. What was it?"

He pondered and deliberated for a long time.

At last, the Dinosaur Elder's brow relaxed. He understood!

Excitement appeared on his face. Then the Dinosaur Elder respectfully withdrew and approached his eager-eyed tribesmen.

"Father God has given us new guidance!"

Raising the unknown Blackstone Scepter high, the Dinosaur Elder spoke in a steady yet booming voice!

The tribesmen's eyes immediately lit up. They looked eagerly at the elder and waited quietly for what came next.

"Father God lifted me up because He wanted to tell us that we Children of Lava should fear nothing now. Father God stands behind us. We must set our sights on broader lands. Our previous attack on the Poison Fog Tribe was correct."

"However, the Poison Fog Tribe is far too cunning. So Father God set me down after lifting me up, warning us that we Children of Lava must not be arrogant or underestimate our enemy. We must keep our feet upon the earth and make plans as steadily as the earth itself before killing the enemy tribe."

"So this time, beneath Father God's witness, we must deliver the final blow to the enemy tribe! We will wash away our former humiliation in blood and reclaim the glory that belongs to us Children of Lava!"

"Everything is for the majesty and glory of Lava Flame and the earth!"

The Dinosaur Elder's blood boiled, and he was even stirred by his own speech!

Yet to some of the tribesmen, his words sounded somewhat plausible but also somewhat strange.

What the elder said really did sound convincing, but something felt off.

Besides, the Children of Lava had suffered heavy losses in this war. Seven out of every ten tribesmen had gone. Were they really going to fight the Poison Fog Tribe again?

Would that really be all right?

However, the Dinosaur Elder had clearly anticipated these doubts.

So the Dinosaur Elder continued speaking:

"I know some among you are worried that, after suffering such heavy casualties, we may not truly be able to defeat the Poison Fog Tribe."

"But what we know, the Poison Fog Tribe surely knows as well. Therefore, they will certainly not believe we are capable of starting another war against them."

"So while the Poison Fog Tribe has lowered its guard, they will never expect us to launch a surprise attack."

"Moreover, more than half of our people have received Father God's blessing this time and gained the power of fire. Is that still not enough?"

As soon as the Dinosaur Elder said this, he deliberately controlled the unfamiliar stream of heat within his body.

Faint flames rose from all over his body as he raised an arm and shouted.

At that moment, there was no longer anyone among the Dinosaur People who doubted!

That was right! They had gained stronger bodies. What was there to fear?

Their Father God had awakened, and He was so benevolent. Surely He would not turn a blind eye to the war ahead?

Thus, at that moment, every Dinosaur Person began roaring excitedly!

"Kill every last one of the Poison Fog Tribe!"

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

"Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!!!"

The Dinosaur People's roars rose one after another. Even most of their blood relatives, the Primal dinosaurs, let out huge roars without knowing why.

Seeing the Dinosaur People suddenly erupt into deafening cheers as though they had been injected with stimulants, Kangqiao, who had just come back to himself, was baffled again!

What was going on?

What was wrong with these little flatheads? So many of their tribesmen had died, yet they were this happy?

Was it because he had scared off their enemies for them? Or because he had lifted one little flathead up, making them feel they had received immense honor?

Or was it because they had gained new abilities under his influence? So they were happier and believed in him even more?

Come to think of it, hey, they were pretty perceptive?

"They're cheering for me? That actually feels pretty good."

Kangqiao smacked his lips and looked at the little flatheads cheering around his outer perimeter, feeling rather pleased with himself. But he would soon discover that his understanding was completely, utterly wrong!

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