บท 1847: The beginning, the clash of civilizations

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"Not gonna eat?" the old pixie asked Gu Qing Shan.

He raised a wooden stick with a black piece of meat that was being grilled over an open fire.

The piece of meat was at least over twenty times his size.

----he really did tear the monster apart with his bare hands.

"No" Gu Qing Shan shook his head.

"This is the only good piece of meat on that thing's entire body, it's a shame not to eat" the old pixie said with a regretful tone.

"I don't like eating random things" Gu Qing Shan replied.

The old pixie then lowered the stick and tried taking a bite from the meat.

"Delicious!"

His eyes glowed brightly as he began to chow it down.

Gu Qing Shan just smiled and stood up, then pressed his hands against the void of space.

In an instant, lines of bloody red text appeared: