Five Frozen Centuries Chapter 315 - Sound

Chapter 315: Sound

The temperature in the sea was about 20 degrees. It was not considered high or low for humans. However, the young man and the old man were already trembling. They were used to high temperatures, and it seemed like they were not used to going there without any protection.

Wei Huo started observing the island. After careful observation, he realized that the island was a little different. It was an artificial island covered by an even larger s.h.i.+eld. The whole island was isolated from the world.

At that moment, the administrator’s voice echoed around them. He was using the special technology of the Atlanteans. Unless one was in a vacuum, he could always transmit his voice clearly into one’s ears, no matter how far away one was.

The administrator said, “First of all, the not killing rule has been lifted. You can kill anyone without being punished. Secondly, I have to remind you that there are natives on this island. Do you want to seek their help or kill them? You can choose freely. Now… let the game begin!”

As soon as the administrator finished his sentence, the young man tried to attack the old man. However, although the old man was trembling, one could not say that he was a pushover. He stomped his foot and an air s.h.i.+eld appeared around him. The air s.h.i.+eld immediately blocked the young man.

The two of them could not speak. They were only fighting each other, but the young man realized that he could not do anything to the old man. He immediately turned around and rushed to the island without looking back.

The old man shook his head and looked at Wei Huo. He could not speak, but he could write. He went to the beach, found a stick, and wrote an Atlantean word in the sand. “Collaboration.”

Wei Huo said, “It seems like that young man is the betrayer. That’s good. Let’s work together. The current situation seems to be disadvantageous for us. The betrayers of the other teams should not betray us so soon. In that case, we will be at a great disadvantage.”

Then, the old man wrote two words on the beach. “Indigenous people.”

Wei Huo smiled. “Do you want to try getting help from the indigenous people? Do you know what they look like? Do you know how to speak or write their language?”

The old man suddenly nodded.

Wei Huo was surprised that the old man knew this. Although there were so many languages on land, did he really know how to speak and write all the languages of land people?

Nevertheless, they started walking toward the island. The temperature there was very low for Atlanteans, but the old man seemed to have some kind of cultivation technique that could resist this temperature.

Wei Huo did not care. He felt more comfortable there than in the depressing sea.

However, at that moment, a gunshot was heard from afar. It was definitely the sound made by a large-caliber sniper rifle. The sound was very loud.

The old man looked confused, as if he did not understand what this loud sound meant.

Wei Huo asked, “Where did you learn about the indigenous people of this land? When?”

The old man started writing on the ground. This time, he wrote a long string of words. “I read about them in an ancient scroll. Land people are similar to us, but their skin is very dark. Their intelligence is also very low. They only know how to use cold weapons. They are still a level-one civilization.”

A level-one civilization?

Wei Huo was suddenly interested in that term but was even more interested in the so-called ancient scroll that the old man was talking about. To his knowledge, there were no such things as ancient scrolls in the underwater world. The knowledge of the Atlanteans was stored in the knowledge sales center and could be purchased if one needed it. It was very convenient, as there was no need to check ancient scrolls.

However, the old man’s understanding seemed to be stuck in history. Humans had developed to the point of using guns, although they were not as advanced as the technology of the Atlanteans.

Wei Huo said, “This should be a weapon of the indigenous people. Their civilization must have developed as well.”

The old man continued writing on the ground with a wooden stick. “No weapon could make such a loud sound. Weapons are used to hunt and kill enemies without getting exposed. If the sound is too loud, it will expose the shooter. This shouldn’t be a weapon. It should be a musical instrument or a commanding device.”

Wei Huo understood at that moment. The education levels of the land people and the Atlanteans were different, and the history they had experienced was also different. Perhaps according to the Atlanteans, weapons could not make any sound so that they could kill the enemy without exposing themselves. However, land people did not seem to see it that way.

To land dwellers, lethality was the most important factor. If they killed the enemy, they would not have to worry about exposing themselves.

However, at that moment, the old man wrote another string of words. “Only low-level civilizations that have yet to travel through the galaxy use loud weapons. The first thing one has to do when traveling through the galaxy is be quiet. There are many terrifying races in the universe. Some civilizations have many terrifying weapons. Being discovered means death, so we have to learn to be quiet.”

Wei Huo frowned slightly. The old man had mentioned the universe. In fact, Wei Huo had already guessed that the Atlanteans’ goal was interstellar travel. That was why they had been so busy gathering strength and absorbing the energy of the Earth’s core. They had seen the universe and understood what kind of place it was. That was why they had united.

The universe was huge and dangerous. As long as one could travel in it, what could one not obtain? Territory? Could one not find a planet suitable for humans to inhabit in the universe? Resources? Many telescopes had long discovered planets made of gold and diamonds. One of Saturn’s satellites was filled with methane that could be used for kinetic energy.

As long as one stepped away from Earth and crossed the universe, one could obtain anything easily. Besides, the more knowledge one had, the faster technological development would be.

It was precisely because the Atlanteans knew this that they worked hard to develop. There were almost no fights between them, as no one tried to seize power or usurp the throne. They also had not split into many small countries because their goal was very clear. They knew very well that there were stronger creatures in the universe, so internal strife was meaningless.

The old man suddenly asked Wei Huo for his name. Wei Huo told him his real name, and the old man successfully wrote Wei Huo’s name along with his own on the ground.

The old man’s name was Hoody.

However, to Wei Huo’s surprise, he wrote his name correctly. It seemed like his name could only be p.r.o.nounced wrong by others, but it could not be written wrong by hand.

This is weird. Is there something wrong with my ears, or will my name never be uttered correctly by creatures with brains?

At that moment, a lot of sounds came from the bushes in the distance. Hoody became nervous. He had only heard of trees existing on land, but he had never seen them before. He had not expected that the trees on land would not be like the stone trees at the bottom of the sea. The trees here would make rustling sounds!