Chapter 180: Chapter 180

Chapter 180: The Giant Civilization!

Following Li Ye’s line of sight, Lin Wu looked toward the direction of the Old Civilization District.

“Will the Giants do anything? That’s an interesting question,” he said slowly. “I think they will probably start expanding toward other areas.”

Lin Wu then offered his speculation.

First, the Giants themselves possessed an extremely powerful internal energy circulation system, which meant their need for food was extremely low. As long as there was sunlight and they occasionally drank water, they could survive. Combined with their physique that could adapt to all sorts of extreme weather, it allowed them to live in the harshest environments.

This meant they fundamentally didn’t need to worry about survival.

Second, although intelligent, the Giants’ towering size—reaching up to a hundred meters—made it difficult for them to live like humans.

If they wished to build a home, they would need to develop technology. But the Giants, due to their enormous size, couldn’t manufacture precise tools like humans, let alone invent things.

In a way, their colossal size indirectly limited the technological development of the Giants.

Starting from scratch would simply be far too slow.

Coming together to build a homeland—this path wouldn’t work.

Third, and most critically—

Millions of intelligent Giants, just like humans, would seek to carve out their own living spaces, and might even fight over territory.

Conflicts of various kinds would inevitably arise.

Among the Giants, leaders would certainly emerge.

And to prevent intense internal conflicts, these leaders would often come up with a solution.

That was to create an external conflict, a pretext, to draw the Giants’ attention outward, and perhaps even unite them.

Or to directly launch an expansion.

In fact, manufacturing external conflict to suppress internal contradictions was something rulers of kingdoms had done throughout history.

Fourth, for the sake of slaughter and evolution.

“Hearing you say all that, it really does make sense,” Li Ye nodded slowly.

Lin Wu turned his head to gaze at the distant sea horizon.

“By the way, when are we heading back to the ocean again?”

Li Ye thought for a moment and gave his answer. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on NoveI★Fire.net

“You’ve seen the situation out there at sea. Until we have a complete Aerial Forces and Fleets, the Tomorrow Alliance will not be venturing out to sea again.”

After finishing the conversation with Lin Wu, he returned to his room and opened the System Panel.

Now, that piece of Epic Intelligence had also refreshed.

【6. The following outlines the war overview of the Western Wasteland Continent and future plans of both the Human and Monster sides (Intelligence Value: Epic)】

【1. In the northern Western Wasteland Continent, the central Maze Zone has been entirely transformed into a Flesh Technology region due to the Natural Selection’s deployment of a Flesh Technology Plague. Both the Human and Monster sides suffered heavy losses in the battle.】

【2. In the southern Western Wasteland Continent, the central Eternal Night Zone war has ended with the Human side’s victory. Due to the high intensity of the war, Archbishop Heath was severely wounded and fell into a coma. He is currently undergoing emergency treatment.】

【3. In the sea region of the Western Wasteland Continent, the Human and Monster sides have clashed in multiple naval battles, with the situation remaining at a stalemate.】

【The Monster side decided to concentrate forces to seize full control of the northern Western Wasteland Continent. Upon detecting troop movements, the Human side immediately responded, rallying the remaining Human troops in the north and retreating along the Heavenly Road Pathway to the south. The Human leadership has decided to occupy the southern Western Wasteland Continent.】

Li Ye carefully read through the intelligence contents.

He stroked his chin, lost in thought.

At this rate, the Western Wasteland Continent would likely be divided north and south between the Humans and Monsters in the future.

In a sense, that might be a good thing.

The Human side would be able to focus on developing the southern region in peace.

More than that, what concerned him was how the three World-class Organizations of the Human side would handle the Wasteland Zone.

A few hours later, in the Old Civilization District—

In the ruins of a city from a certain state, groups of grinning Giants wandered around.

Some of them, like children, occasionally lunged at a building, crashing it down with a loud boom, then laughing heartily amidst the rubble.

Many other Giants began to imitate them.

A few seconds later, the movements of these Giants suddenly froze.

In their previously dull eyes, a deep, starry-blue hue began to emerge.

The first Giant who had toppled a building slowly stood up and looked around at the rubble he had created, a hint of confusion appearing in his eyes.

Why had he done this? What meaning did it have?

The wind brushed across his face. He instinctively looked up at the sky.

The clouds were no longer meaningless obstructions but now resembled flowing verses of poetry.

He slowly reached his hand toward the sky, as if trying to grasp something.

The other Giants also seemed to awaken from a dream, drawn in by his actions.

They began to notice the clouds and the sun above their heads, and the buildings they had destroyed without realizing.

A Singer Giant slowly bent down, carefully righting a toppled building.

Seeing her companions turning their eyes toward her, she moved her lips, trying to communicate.

But all that came out were indistinct sounds.

The first Giant, meanwhile, appeared thoughtful, attempting to formulate speech in his throat.

Under the gaze of his companions, he slowly pointed to himself and said the first word.

Next, he pointed at the Singer Giant before him and slowly said—

Then he spread his arms to the Giants in front of him, a smile forming on his face.

The Giants were initially puzzled, but soon understood, growing excited.

These newly awakened Giants exchanged thoughts in their clumsy language.

The first Giant looked at the ruins of buildings that he and his companions had destroyed, a hint of confusion in his eyes.

This word was like a seed, falling into his newly born consciousness. The Giants looked at each other, seeing the same confusion in one another’s eyes.

Thus, they began to think.

Their mountain-sized bodies were no longer just tools of destruction but vessels of thought.

Beneath their massive muscles and bones, something lighter was awakening.

Eventually, it was still the first Giant who provided the answer.

He pointed at the rubble and slowly said—

The other Giants heard this and began to reflect. They soon understood and, looking at the destroyed buildings, showed expressions of shame.

“No meaning, no meaning.”

The Singer Giant was the first to return to her senses. With a searching gaze, she looked toward the first Giant.

Mimicking his way of speaking, she slowly asked—

In the ruins of a building not far away, several members of the Seventh Division of Embers witnessed a scene that filled them with fear.

The Giants sat together on the rubble, using steel bars knocked loose from the collapsed buildings as pens, drawing rough lines on the ground—seemingly making plans.

From the beginning to now, they had witnessed the entire process.

The Giants suddenly all gained intelligence—it was simply unbelievable.

“The information provided by that young Lord was real. The Giants truly all gained intelligence,” one person said with a trembling voice. “What... what do we do now?”

The leading companion immediately placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him.

“We need to bring this intelligence back to the division at once!”

Just then, a Giant unintentionally turned his head and noticed the humans peeking out from the window.

After a moment of daze, he slowly opened his mouth.

From his chaotic past memories, he recognized these small creatures.

They had darted between buildings, using tools that fired flames to shoot and kill his kin.

At that thought, the Giant slowly stood up, an expression of anger forming on his face.

“You! You! You!” he roared with all his might.

The other Giants were soon swept up by his emotions, their expressions turning grim with gritted teeth.

Under the gaze of several squad members, the Giants began to tear apart nearby buildings and crush them into rubble with ease.

This Seventh Division of Embers squad quickly reacted, leaping one by one from their hiding spots and fleeing into the distance.

Fueling their swift escape were the jetpacks installed on their backs.

During the past three days, the Embers Headquarters and its division had used their helicopters to transport large quantities of Level 3 Resources, which were processed aboard the Tomorrow into Jetpacks and transported back.

“Try to hide inside the buildings!” the Captain shouted.

The Giants quickly gave chase and hurled a barrage of rubble at them.

Whenever the Embers members hid in a building, the Giants would immediately topple it to flush them out.

With the last Embers member struck by the stone barrage, bursting into a cloud of blood as he fell, the Giants finally ceased their attack.

The leading Giant looked at the ruins of the city before him, turned his head to his companions, and pointed at the corpse of the Embers member.

Not just in this ruined city—at that moment, abnormalities were erupting throughout the Old Civilization District.

For humans and monsters roaming the Old Civilization District in Mobile Cities, everything happening before their eyes felt like hell.

The previously mindless Giants, once like lambs awaiting slaughter, had suddenly become intelligent and began attacking in groups.

The Giants used crushed stones as weapons, throwing volleys of rubble at the Mobile Cities and vehicles.

Some Giants even launched coordinated charges, crashing into the Mobile Cities like they were mere toy cars.

Singer Giants, Knight Giants, Athlete Giants—

All kinds of Giants began to unleash their abilities, pushing the Mobile Cities to their limits.

When the final Mobile City was destroyed, the Giants lowered their hands and exchanged glances.

One of the Giants opened his mouth and asked—

“So, what do we do next?”

Even with intelligence, the Giants had very little they could actually do.

Suddenly, everything felt boring.

In the time that followed, they fought, wrestled, played, and wandered out of boredom.

Thanks to their powerful regenerative abilities, no matter how fiercely they fought or how severely they were injured, they would recover quickly.

Just then, a single voice echoed in the minds of all the Giants.

“My dear kin, what you are doing has no meaning.”

“Do you want to know the meaning of life? Do you want to live with purpose?”

“Then... let me teach you how.”

That day, the humans and monsters of Southern Continent felt true fear for the first time.

The Giants from the Old Civilization District crossed the border and began marching toward various regions in grand formations.

Humans and monsters hastily assembled large numbers of Mobile Cities in an attempt to halt the Giants’ advance.

Yet their efforts had minimal effect.

The Giants pulled out stones they carried with them and hurled them with fierce force, easily destroying the convoys, tanks, and Flying Vehicles.

Some Giants launched full-force charges, crushing towns, fortresses, and strongholds underfoot.

Faced with the overwhelming firepower from the human and monster sides, the Giants dispersed and evaded, using their arms to shield vital areas like their heads and hearts.

“Forward! We march forward!” one Giant shouted.

In just a single day, several regions bordering the Old Civilization District had fallen.

The Giants surged forth like a tidal wave, easily crushing the human and monster forces in those regions.

In a sense, this marked the beginning of a Continent-level War launched by the Giants against the humans and monsters of Southern Continent.

The Giant forces marched in great numbers and eventually arrived at a particular region.

Before them stretched a tranquil desert.

At the border of the region, intense heat waves could vaguely be felt.

The leading Giant walked forward without concern, stepping first into the desert.

In the next second, he was completely vaporized, leaving behind only charred bones.

Level 4 Region, “Flame Desert Zone”.

This Level 4 Region’s harsh environment was so severe that not even the typically weather-resistant Giants could withstand it.

What shocked the Giants the most was that there were still monsters—and even Human Mobile Cities—operating within the Flame Desert Zone.

Those within the Level 4 Region looked coldly at the Giants lingering on the edge.

After exchanging glances, one of the Giants slowly spoke—

“We’d better go around this region.”

When Heath reopened his eyes, he found himself lying on a hospital bed.

“You’re awake?” a Medical Deacon sitting beside him said with delight.

Through their conversation, Heath learned that he had been in a coma for three days and had been rescued multiple times to save his life.

The battle in the Eternal Night Zone had been far too intense; the entire frontline had been swept away, and even the Saint was caught in the chaos.

As the Flagship City, it was the backbone of the forces—it could not retreat.

And Heath refused to retreat either.

The Saint suffered severe damage in the battle. The monsters even boarded the deck and launched a direct attack.

Heath vaguely remembered that in the last second before he lost consciousness, his aide had shielded him with his life.

What surprised him most was that he could now hear the beeping of machinery from within his own body.

The Medical Deacon’s expression turned uneasy.

“Your lungs were riddled with bullets and completely destroyed. Your heart, stomach, and kidneys were also severely damaged. So we had to install mechanical organs and auxiliary devices.”

Heath waved his hand, showing that he didn’t mind.

“How is the current situation in the Western Wasteland Continent?” he asked.

Upon hearing that the Human side had successfully held the Eternal Night Zone and that another Archbishop had taken over his command, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He then struggled to sit up, trying to get dressed.

The Medical Deacon quickly tried to calm him.

“Lord Heath! You need to rest now, you can’t move!”

But Heath struggled and replied—

“I must return to the front line! They still need me there!”

At that moment, a Deacon pushed the door open and entered.

He first saluted Heath, then handed him a finely crafted communicator.

When Heath activated the communicator in confusion, a figure slowly appeared before him.

It was none other than Cardinal Bishop Viktor.

“I know you can’t be stopped, Heath,” he said with a smile. “Since that’s the case, then return to the battlefield as soon as possible.”