Genshin Impact: Start in the sea of ​​sand and reach the throne of God

Babel said slowly.

"I am an elder, and I should encourage a child to have an innocent dream, but you and I just talked about a power struggle. I can't treat you like an ordinary child."

The elder of the tribe regained his composure, "This is a foolish dream, the imagination of a fool. You can't do it."

She could continue to listen because Rama showed another value.

He is a scholar first, and the original god secondly. The two identities bring two values ​​of tolerance.

Because Rama is valuable, his delusion is called a child's innocent dream by Babel.

If he has no value, the tribesmen will just slap him in the face and tell him to stop dreaming.

This is not an ignorant attack on education, but a bloody reality.

"The elders of the tribe are fighting for power, and you want to clean up those elders who don't obey your orders."

Rama sighed, "But at the same time, you teach the tribesmen at the bottom that we are all blood relatives and should help and support each other."

"This is not a conflict." Babel crossed her legs and looked relaxed. "The power struggle is between us, but the power we compete for is based on the tribal people at the bottom."

"They are unwilling to support us. Mistresses and elders are all nonsense."

"For the entire desert, what do you think is the relationship between tribes?" Rama continued to ask.

"Enemy." Babel said thoughtfully, "You don't need to continue talking."

She knew very well what Rama said next.

Nothing more than emphasizing the relationship between the desert and the rainforest, emphasizing the true hatred.

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"Do you know what hatred is?" Babel's face turned cold. "In this tribe, everyone has to fight for survival. If your father died at the hands of another tribe's warrior, then you must kill the other tribe to resolve the blood feud after you become stronger."

"At this moment, the other person's child is also filled with hatred. He will look forward to an opportunity to take your head away to pay homage to his father."

"The only way to end hatred is to kill them all and let all enemies die," she stood up, "because dead people will never act with hatred."

"You tell them that our troubled life is due to the conspiracy of the rainforest people. We should unite with other tribes... So how do you calm down the hatred of tribes hunting each other for five hundred years?"

"With your mouth and your words, my dear child?"

Rama's expression remained unchanged, "You are anxious, elder."

Babel's expression was distorted for a moment.

"you!!!"

"Knowing the truth and practicing it are two different things." Rama said gently, "You know I am right, but you cannot follow the right path, so you refute my naivety and immaturity."

"It's like, whenever I'm wrong, you're right."

A very classic method.

When I can't prove that I'm right, I can only label you as wrong.

You are wrong, and I am naturally right against you.

"So what if you are right? Should what is right be promoted, and what is suitable should be promoted?"

Babel retorted, "You are too young, Rama. This world has never been like this!"

Above the temple, rotten wood serves as an official; between the palaces and majesties, animals eat and drink...

If the money is gone, you can earn it again. If your conscience is gone, you can earn even more!

The world has always been like this. It promotes kindness and beauty, but gives evil and filth more room to live.

But this is not the reason for people to accept filth and reject beauty.

Rama took a deep breath and spoke calmly: "If something has always been like this, then is it right?"

"Isn't it always right?" Babel flipped her wrist, "Then there is only one thing that is always right."

She could not convince Rama, and even tended to be persuaded by Rama.

But fortunately, she still had something to convince Rama.

When words aren't enough, use fists.

From Babel's perspective on life, fists are much easier to use than words.

Words are indeed limited.

Rama sighed.

This answer is not unexpected at all.

In the five hundred years since the death of the Red King, it is not that there are no capable people in the desert, and it is not that no one has noticed that there are people behind the scenes who are inducing divisions and conflicts and inciting hatred.

But if you see it, what's the use?

He is your father-killing enemy, so just say whether you want to kill him or not.

If you carry hatred on yourself, how come there is no hatred on others?

You yourself are unwilling to let go of grudges, and are unwilling to take the lead in giving up hatred and uniting with others. How dare you ask others to give up hatred?

Compared with the unclear hatred that sows dissension, the blood feud is right in front of us, and the dilemma of plundering materials for survival is right in front of us. A person cannot see too far into the future.

When you raise your head to look at the stars, you must never forget to lower your head to eat.

When you don't have enough to eat, you have no time to take care of the stars.

There are too many smart people in the world, but smartness is never the key to accomplishing anything.

"No one can eliminate hatred, elder." Rama shook his head, "Including me."

"But power can suppress hatred, and force can keep people temporarily peaceful."

"And then, hope and fertile land will change all that."

Babel laughed angrily.

She would rather Rama didn't consider all this. This is the privilege of children. They don't have to consider everything carefully. Adults shouldn't have such high expectations for children.

Even deserts with harsh survival conditions will give children some opportunities.

It is the inherent privilege of children to have the capital to try the wrong path.

But adults can't do it. If you make a mistake, you must pay a reciprocal price, and there is no need to be forgiven.

But Rama was not like that.

After he thought about his hatred, he shook his head and said that there was no way he could convince a group of people to give up their hatred.

So he gave an answer.

"I will put a sword on their necks, and when they fear death and conquest, they will abandon their hatred and serve me."

"And when I get the fertile land of the rainforest and bring hope and resources to the Sand Sea, they will completely forget their hatred and be convinced because of the territory and resources I bring."

This answer is far more absurd than not considering it.

I didn't think it was a matter of ability. After thinking about it, I came up with this answer. It was obviously something wrong with my head.

"Just the Eye of God?" Babel stopped smiling.

"No, something else is needed." Rama shook his head, "But this is the final answer."

"You won't succeed." Babel shook her head, "Forget it, before speaking, I think you need more education with fists and sharp blades."

"This is exactly what I want to show you, Mother."

Rama bowed respectfully.

One thing that is somewhat important but not very important is that Babel is his adoptive mother.