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Chapter 401 Do you want to become a god?

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Lathel also knew for sure that Dorack would have an extremely strong desire to become a god.

After all, Dorack is a male protagonist, and every male protagonist wants to become the one at the top of the world.

As long as there is a chance and a reason, no matter how absurd that reason is or how small that chance is, a male protagonist will still grasp that opportunity tightly.

Lathel nodded, smiled, and said: "I think you are a smart and strong person, and your will is also very strong. That's why I think you can reach the heights everyone desires."

"Even though this road is very difficult, you don't need to worry. I will help you, however… I also have my own goals."

"There is never a free meal in this world. Dorack, I know you're feeling weird about why I want to help you become a god, right?"

"That's right." Dorack did not object or hide anything; he just nodded slightly and spoke.

"In fact, even though I have become a god, gods are also divided into the strong and the weak." Lathel sighed as he spoke: "I need you... to be on my side. To be more precise, I need you to become my ally."

Dorack was not a stupid person. He immediately realised there was a problem and asked: "After becoming a god, do fights still happen between gods?"

Lathel smiled and said: "Of course. Also, the fights are much more fierce and brutal than you think, my little sheep."

"Dorack, why do you think the war broke out?"

Dorack frowned. He thought for a moment and then said: "Maybe... fighting over food?"

"You're almost right." Lathel nodded and explained: "War breaks out when there are conflicts of interest, culture, and resources."

"To put it simply, your tribe and another tribe have nothing left to eat. But you found an area with lots of food and animals to hunt."

"However, you don't want to share that area with anyone else; that's why you want to take over that area."

"The other tribe also has the same thoughts. In the end, war broke out between your tribe and that tribe."

"Once the war broke out, it could only be stopped when one of the two tribes was completely defeated."

Dorack heard that and nodded, gradually understanding the cause of the war.

Lathel continued: "As I said, gods are also like humans, and as humans or living creatures, they need resources to survive."

"Food can be abundant; more can be created; however, the resources a god uses are finite; more cannot be created."

"That's why war is inevitable. Not only to compete for resources, but existences called gods like me also have to compete for power."

Dorack now asked in confusion: "God, I still don't understand. If you have become an existence that everyone calls a God like you, do you still need to compete for resources?"

"Isn't it good for everyone to live together peacefully or just hide somewhere, living an eternal life?"

"Eternity?" Lathel laughed loudly: "Hahahahaha... Dorack, what do you understand about eternity? How long is eternity?

"This…" Dorack thought for a while, but he did not know how to answer, and he finally said: "I don't know either. The longest-living person I have ever met only lived for 700 moons."

"700 moon seasons? About 140 years?" Lathel nodded in response. He also knew how the calculation methods were in these tribes, which still lived in ignorance and lacked knowledge.

Of course, the moon seasons they mentioned are not the same as those on earth. Five moon seasons for them is one year; therefore, 700 moon seasons is equivalent to 140 years.

"Year?" Dorack asked confusedly.

"Uhm! It is the most accurate method of calculating time." Lathel nodded and said: "Is 700 moons a lot? Hahahaha… Dorack, for existences stronger than you, it is normal for them to be able to live for 7,000 moons."

"Especially… for existences like me, living 70,000 moons is not uncommon."

"However, do you think that living this much is enough? The longer we live, the more we fear death. That's why... I want to live longer and become stronger."

"Can you become even stronger?" Dorack asked again, and at this moment, his face turned red with excitement. It seemed that Lathel was opening a door to a new world that he couldn't control.

"Of course. Even though I and the other existences are praised by you as gods, this is still not the highest limit I can achieve." Lathel replied with a smile.

"I want to get stronger and reach a higher level. Dorack… I know that to do that, I cannot do it alone."

"I feel… you are the person I am looking for. However, right now, you are not qualified to be my ally."

"That is why... I will give you a chance to prove that... you are qualified to be my ally."

Hearing that, Dorack happily spoke: "Yes, then I will definitely not disappoint you."

"Do not be too excited." Lathel shook his head and said: "Even with my help, this journey will still be very dangerous. You might even become an enemy of the other gods."

"Danger will always find you; and almost everyone around you will be your enemy."

"Every step you take will be similar to stepping on thin ice; just one wrong step and you will die."

"No, it's a hundred times more terrible than death. Dorack, do you still want to walk this path?"

Dorack was not afraid at all; on the contrary, he smiled extremely confidently: "Hahahaha... God, I am not afraid, to be honest, I feel much more excited."

"Compared to being in a small cage like this, even if I die, I have to die in a way that satisfies me. I want to see the outside world, I want everyone to know that..."

"There is only one man that they should admire, and that is me!"

Lathel just smiled and shook his head: "It's easy to say, but difficult to do. Okay, I don't want to say much more; don't worry about this village for now."

"Each person, each creature, has its own destiny, and so does this tribe. If, without you, this tribe perishes, that is also the fate it must accept."

"You have to take care of yourself first; become stronger. Only when you hold absolute power in your hands will all plots become meaningless."

"Okay… Talking too much is not good, try punching the rock in front of me."

Lathel pointed to the rock lying before them. It was a large rock, more than three metres high, and it seemed to have been formed from cooled lava.

Even an ordinary person could tell that the rock was extremely hard. However, Dorack didn't think much of it.

He walked in front of the rock, took a deep breath, swung out a punch, and punched the rock with all his strength.

BAM!

The fist collided with the rock. Lathel was a bit surprised when he saw this scene.

Even though Dorack is the male protagonist and the strength of humanity in this world is greater than humanity on earth, compared to this rock, Dorack is still too weak.

Even though Dorack's punch made the rock weighing several tonnes vibrate, it still did not show any cracks at all.

On the contrary, Dorack's fist was bleeding; however, he seemed to feel extremely embarrassed.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth and raised his fist again.

"Enough!" Lathel shouted.

However, Dorack seemed not to hear Lathel's voice, as he continuously punched the rock like a madman.

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

Lathel frowned. Seeing that Dorack's fist was completely soaked in fresh blood, his broken bones pierced the skin of his hand, sticking out, which was extremely horrifying.

Dorack gritted his teeth; he wanted to continue, but...

"Enough!" Lathel suddenly appeared next to him, holding his arm.

Seeing this, Dorack quickly knelt on the ground, not caring about his own broken arm: "Sorry, God. I have disappointed you."

"No…" Lathel sighed and shook her head: "You didn't do bad. You are very brave; however, bravery without strength makes you a fool."

"Sorry, God. I..." Dorack faltered; he didn't understand why he acted so crazy at that time.

It's just that when he punched the rock and it only shook slightly, he felt angry.

He felt that he was really very insignificant and weak. He didn't want to be that small; he didn't want to be that weak.

That's why... Dorack became crazy; he kept punching the rock like a madman, as if he wanted to destroy his insignificance and weakness.

Lathel smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I just wanted to see your current strength."

"From now on, I will come up with a plan to train you. First, I need to increase your physical strength."

As soon as Lathel finished speaking, he raised his index finger. The elemental energy of lightning and fire focused on his fingertip, causing it to radiate a dazzling aura.

He waved his finger, touching the rock gently.

BAM!