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Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Even if this universe is truly nothing more than a brutal, bloody, shadowy forest, we Cultivators will burn all that we have just to give off a single weak flickering spark in the darkness! “No matter how weak each spark is, how short-lived, how small… As long as the sparks flow unabated, then one day one of those sparks will light some tinder, and that tinder shall light some fallen branches, and those branches shall set ablaze each and every last tree of the forest! “In the end, even the smallest sparks will eventually set the shadowy forest ablaze and illuminate the whole world!” ------ ** Qidian International and the former translator, Mr. Strivon, have reached an agreement to buy out the chapters and host them on our site. We will be continuing the translation from the last chapter translated by Mr. Strivon **

The Enlightened Master Crouching Cow · Sci-fi
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It was said that a wise man said something a hundred years ago.

"I don't know what weapons will be used in the third world war, but I do know that the fourth world war will be fought in the collision of stone axes and wooden sticks.

It was a perfect description for the battlefield today.

The hundreds of thousands of mobs that were temporarily assembled had never received formal training for the charge of a large army except for hunting and killing. The only tactics that they could employ were the tactics of numbers and sieging.

The only thing that Boss Gold Tooth could tell the mobs was to lengthen the battle line and disperse the infantry a little bit so that they wouldn't crowd together like a bunch of stupid army ants. During the First World War, the strategy of charging together had proved to be the most efficient suicide.

Therefore, they extended the battle line to the maximum and charged at the 'New Gold Mountain' from almost every direction.