Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

"Why did the Dark Goddess's shawl turn into a wolf... no, a werewolf?!" Mr. Peterson was shocked and whispered in Mrs. Carrara's ear, and then was slapped again.

"As I said, you should stay out of the gods' private affairs!" Mrs. Carrara's eyes widened, "I don't want you to die! Hey, if I had known better, I should have brought Molly here! She is much safer than you!"

Mr. Peterson closed his mouth, opened it again after a moment, hesitating to speak, and then held it back. After several cycles, he finally kept silent.

The two memories about the origin of the strange pupils were finally played, and the sudden ending caused everyone/gods to fall into a long silence.

"I have never seen such dark emotions in a person." Hell Road Dewig was the first to break the awkward silence, frowning and commenting: "That Zerak, he is like a black hole, exuding fishy malice. . He has no respect for life, no fear of death, no love for his family, and no mercy for the weak...

All I see from him is endless selfishness. All his emotional ups and downs are directly related to his own interests, which shows that he has no empathy. "

"His memory is also very one-sided." The Dark Goddess wiped away her tears and said righteously, "Our tribe has not done anything to regret him. We have continued the oldest tradition between heaven and earth: respecting life, advocating Naturally, if you work hard, you will be rewarded according to your merits.

The incompetent young children, the sick and the elderly will be supported by the clan and provided with food and clothing. Zerak's father was executed before he was born, and his mother died of hemorrhage shortly after giving birth to him. Zerak was raised by his elderly grandmother.

From the milk he drank when he was a baby to every bite of food he ate when he grew up, it was all food obtained by the tribesmen who worked hard and risked their lives to hunt!

Each of us is frugal, and would rather go hungry than share enough food with the elderly and children. He complains of illness every day, but does not even do what he can, and blames us for not caring about him? ! "

Several groups of memories glowing with white light floated out from the hands of the Dark Goddess, and scenes were projected in the air one after another: the strong men of the tribe were covered in blood, supporting the wounded and carrying the prey back, and the most tender and plump parts were carefully Cut it, divide it into equal-sized pieces, place the meat on clean banana leaves, and distribute it to the elderly and children in the tribe according to the number of people. Yitong's grandmother gratefully accepted one of the portions, while Yitong just looked disgusted. He stood aside and stared at the small piece of meat.

The people who contributed in the hunting team did not get more than they did. The portions looked big, but in reality they were mostly pieces of meat with big bones. Only the wounded would get slightly better treatment, but it was obviously not the same as the injuries they suffered. Not equal.

The remaining meat is divided among other people in the tribe. These people are usually responsible for collecting, planting, repairing caves, and sewing clothes for the tribe. Even their children will herd sheep and chickens during play, and bring back a few pieces of meat. A found bird egg or firewood.

Everyone is working hard to live, trying their best to eat more meat. Only Zerak has nothing to do every day, squatting on the hillside and playing with ants, and coughing a few times whenever someone calls him to work.

"Our tribe...at least our family has never blamed his father's sins on him." Gayna's eyes filled with tears again, "I really don't know what his grandma thought. But as the victim's immediate family, we His hatred only ends with his father's execution!

Yes, our family did not adopt him or accept him because as my sister was the victim, the last thing she did before she died was to throw him into the fire! It was me who rescued him with my own hands!

Her last words were I don't want to see this!

How can we take him back and raise him again? ! His grandmother stood up and promised to raise him well and educate him to make up for her sin of not raising her son well, but who in our tribe has not helped their family?

But whose heart is not made of flesh? My sensible child who knows how to work and help has not yet had a bite of meat to eat, but the bastard who does nothing all day long can eat and drink for free after coughing twice?

The people in the tribe tried to teach him and remind him, but they only got blank stares and coughs that were hard to tell from fake ones. Who would be willing to treat him sincerely? Love and kindness are both relative. People who have abandoned everything to the ground from the beginning are now the first to complain, accusing us of neglecting and despising them? "

The memory Gaina gave was far more detailed than the two paragraphs about the strange eyes. As the sister of the tribe leader and one of the important star-selected people, Gaia was familiar with everything in the tribe at that time - the distribution of food and supplies, the work of everyone, the harvest of the tribe... After completing this information, The self-contradiction in the memory of different pupils is even more obvious.

In a primitive tribe where even basic living standards cannot be guaranteed, who has the time to care about the mental health of others? Didn't people at that time start looking for food everywhere as soon as they opened their eyes? The only pressure was food and survival? Care and love are things that you can only think about after you are full.

"Indeed, I felt very strange before." Mo Yu connected the doubts and contradictions one by one, "Yitong accused the adults in the tribe of avoiding him because of his father's sins, but in his memory, except No one except his grandmother had ever mentioned this incident, and the children's attitude towards him was not considered avoidant - they did tend to play around Pura, but they would also talk to him normally.

Although the children were playing at the time, they did not forget to help the adults collect flowers and herbs. Only Yi Tong was idle, so he left the team. In the children's conversation, there was also a hint of sarcasm about Yi Tong always being idle.

If the children were avoiding him by imitating the adults' attitude, then Pula, who was holding the bird, would not take the initiative to talk to him at the beginning, and entrusted the bird to him. To be honest, his behavior of avoiding work and killing the bird itself was more disliked by the children than any illusory hatred of the previous generation.

Yi Tong's logic contradicted each other, and that memory was more like his own one-sided explanation. "

Kalcadora sighed: "This god who lives in lies, has he always believed in this way, or has he been deceived by his own lies? "

"What is the difference between the two? "Ludwig shrugged disapprovingly, "Zerak can only see his own interests. No matter how much meat the tribe gets, or whether others are hungry or full, he will only think about his own piece of meat that is not enough to fill his stomach, but he is unwilling to even reach out to help the fallen water bottle.

He just wants to get something for nothing and become the focus of everyone's attention. It's not that the people in your tribe didn't give him enough love and care... No, for a person like him, no matter how much you give him, no matter how much love and attention you give him, he will only think that this is what he deserves, and if you give him less, he will think it is your fault.

In my opinion, the biggest mistake of your tribe is to feed this ungrateful bad seed with good food and drink, and not even teach him the rules that he will be punished after making mistakes. "