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Chapter 1478 - 1471: Winning Trump Card

Chapter 1478: Chapter 1471: Winning Trump Card

"So the elder means to say that the inclusion of foreigners has hastened the end of this war, is that it?" Zisu asked, her expression unreadable.

"Miss Zisu should understand what I mean, there’s no need to hide or hold back, although I’m isolated overseas, I’m not ignorant of everything," the elder said with a chuckle.

"Indeed," Zisu took a deep breath, turned her face away to think for a moment, then nodded and said, "These foreigners helped us fight against Dongsheng. You know, they are all disaster-stricken refugees, so they share our enemies and confront them with us."

"With the assistance of foreigners, why should Miss Zisu take the trouble to come to this isolated island in search of a way to end the war? After all, the war could soon be completely over. It was so in the past, and it is still so now." The elder made a gesture of stroking his beard, but since he was wearing a mask with a long chin, he was actually stroking the bottom of the mask.

"I want to end the war as soon as possible," Zisu leaned forward, a bit agitated, "The Demon Clan can’t continue fighting, even if we can defeat the enemy, we will suffer heavy losses that will take a long time to recover from. Therefore, we must find another way, use a different method to end the war."

"But..." the elder said, sighing heavily for some reason, then continued, "You care about the lives of the Demon Clan, are the lives of the people of Kyushu not also lives? You should know what it would mean if you do this."

"I’m well aware, and I’m willing to pay that price," Zisu stated resolutely.

"You are different from us, today your Demon Clan has taken in many people from Kyushu, once you use our methods, do you know what that means, can you protect those from Kyushu who have already submitted to you?" the elder asked slowly and steadily.

"We can!" Zisu nodded firmly.

"If there’s even a slight error, it’ll be a tragedy with miles of corpses, an indescribable, man-made disaster," the elder said, took a long sigh, then closed his aged eyes as if recalling some unpleasant memory.

"What are they talking about?" Baiyue couldn’t understand the conversation between Zisu and the elder, and could only hope that Cheng Ziang would help.

Only then did Cheng Ziang realize what Zisu’s earlier probing meant; she was worried about him overhearing her conversation with the elder. When she learned that he did not understand the Ghost Race’s language, she felt relieved to have him accompany her to visit this elder of the Ghost Race.

However, Zisu obviously miscalculated by deliberately hiding this fact, which led to her test being inconclusive and a serious misjudgment occurred.

But even though her probe was inconclusive, Zisu still displayed a certain degree of vigilance. Cheng Ziang listened to their conversation for a long time but couldn’t understand what they were discussing; he knew only that Zisu was likely trying to request something from the elder of the Ghost Race.

"I didn’t understand; they seem to be talking in riddles," Cheng Ziang took a deep breath, then leaned over to Baiyue and whispered.

"It can’t be because she guessed that you know the Ghost Race language, right?" Baiyue asked with some concern.

"It shouldn’t be," Cheng Ziang shook his head, "If she knew I understood the Ghost Race language, she wouldn’t discuss such important matters in front of us."

In a short while, a few Ghost Race women with bird and beast masks came forward with dishes, adding ingredients and seasoning to the pot—it looked like dinner was about to begin.

"Miss Zisu," as the Ghost Race women finished serving the food and when the meal was about to commence, the elder of the Ghost Race waved his hand to let all the women step back, then looked at her and said, "Your Demon Clan rules with benevolence and grace to all under heaven, and all people should naturally submit. Using such insidious and vicious means to end the war is really unnecessary."

"That’s how the world is, there are always those who are stubborn and like to drag others down," Zisu picked up her ceramic bowl, but didn’t immediately move her mask away and continued to speak, "We have been clashing with three great aristocratic families for many days, both sides suffering heavy losses without a clear winner. Continuing this war will only disturb more people with its flames."

"Ah..." After hearing her words, the elder sighed deeply, then with one hand holding the bowl and the other removing his mask, began to bow his head to eat.

Seeing his movement, Zisu also stopped talking, removing her own mask and bowing her head to sip the stew from her ceramic bowl using a spoon.

It is not permitted to speak while eating, a tradition of the Ghost Race. So, although Zisu was anxious, she dared not continue persuading during this time but sincerely followed the tradition and ate her meal.

Although it was a meal, the atmosphere at the scene seemed somewhat eerie. Cheng Ziang and Baiyue exchanged a glance but didn’t dare to initiate conversation, so they quietly bowed their heads to eat.

From the current situation, it was clear that the dinner invitation was not from Zisu, but rather a following of the Ghost Race’s traditions.

According to the customs of the Ghost Race, as long as one is a guest, regardless of their status, they would receive the hospitality of the Ghost Race, which includes a reception to remove travel fatigue.

On Aximiya Island, there are also some merchants and roamers from the Continent who need to pay for their meals and accommodation on the island, but the first meal upon arrival is definitely hosted, as this is the tradition of the Ghost Race.

Cases like Cheng Ziang’s, where they were treated to meals for several days, were actually quite rare, mainly because they helped the village, thus receiving the villagers’ enthusiastic hospitality.

The eerie atmosphere continued for about half an hour, until everyone finished eating and put on their masks, then Zisu couldn’t wait to speak.

"Please allow me to consider this, the matter is extremely dangerous, a slight careless move could implicate innocent people." The elder interrupted her before Zisu could finish speaking.

"I hope the elder will remember the longstanding relationship between the Ghost Race and the Demon Clan, and not let down our hopes," said Zisu, smiling awkwardly and nodding her head.

"He who gains the Heaven’s mandate receives Heaven’s aid, he who loses the people’s heart will be abandoned by the people," said the Ghost Race elder abruptly.

"Thank you elder for your guidance," Zisu replied with her head bowed.

After the meal, the elder did not keep them any longer, so Cheng Ziang and his group followed Zisu back to their lodging. Although Zisu appeared to have a higher status in the eyes of the Ghost Race people, she still stayed in the same room with them.

The room’s fireplace was lit with a bonfire, and the clothes by the fire had dried quite a bit due to the heat. Cheng Ziang and the others sat around the fireplace, but Zisu did not seem to be in the mood, lying on the bed opposite them and starting to rest with her eyes closed.

"What exactly does she want?" Baiyue stared at Zisu’s back and asked curiously.

The two conversed in an interesting mix of Chinese, Tasta, and English, the purpose being to confuse Zisu’s language perception, preventing her from mastering their language in a short time and ensuring privacy.

The two were well aware that Zisu was a language genius, and if they continuously conversed in Tasta or Chinese, Zisu would soon be able to discern patterns in their conversation and thereby master their language. Although not understanding everything, many words definitely could not be said in her presence, because she would understand.

"From the current situation, she seems to be seeking some kind of weapon to end the war," Cheng Ziang analyzed with narrowed eyes.

"What kind of weapon would that be, an atomic bomb?" Baiyue asked curiously.

"Why would you think of that?" Upon hearing her question, Cheng Ziang couldn’t help but smile wryly.

"That’s hard to say; if we have evidence to prove that Aximiya Island was once an ancestor’s research base, then not to mention atomic bombs, they could even create gods," Baiyue said earnestly.

"Don’t use hypothesis to negate reality," Cheng Ziang spread his hands and said, "From what I understand, it should be some kind of war weapon, a very tangible war weapon, a war weapon that can end wars."

"What could it be?" Baiyue also fell into thought.

"That elder repeatedly stressed that this kind of weapon would kill many people from Kyushu. From what we know, what kind of weapon could kill many people in a short time, besides a nuclear bomb?" Cheng Ziang asked.

"Many, biological weapons, chemical weapons... nature itself is a sophisticated war weapon, capable of killing countless people in a short time," Baiyue considered and said.

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