Chapter 475: South City is full of praises to the God of Fire (first update asking for votes)

People in South City have the lowest status in Dragon City. They are not as rich as those in East City, not as ruthless as those in West City, and not as noble as those in North City.

This makes their lives very difficult. Many families have to rely on digging grass roots to make a living. No one has paid attention to them before.

They are trapped here and it is difficult for them to form any intersection with the outside world. They are getting poorer and poorer.

But recently, there have been changes. Many people have obtained yellow millet by praising the God of Fire. That’s not all. If you teach others, you can get one. If others teach others, they can get another one.

If it continues to be passed on like this, there will always be one, but it’s just a matter of how much.

This made them more and more enthusiastic about it, so the vigorous praise of the God of Fire started in South City. If one person in the family knows how to do it, the whole family will know how to do it in a few days.

At this time, Lai Lai Tou and his blessed wife were not worried about the lack of learning, but the lack of people who could teach.

Except for the 200 people brought out by Shao, the rest were all later learners. These later learners could not speak coherently, and those they taught were even worse.

As more and more people came to learn, Shao also set a minimum standard, which was to at least be able to tell the whole story. However, even with such a requirement, many people still couldn't do it.

Faced with such a dilemma, Shao stepped in to help them solve the problem. During this time, he taught all the 500 children in the orphanage.

It was a bit difficult to let these children go out to preach by themselves, but it was no problem to let an adult like Lai Lai Tou lead them and just act as a narrator of the story.

More than 500 people were quickly divided up by the 200 people Shao taught. They took these children home and worshipped them as their ancestors.

Shao was directly transferred to the nursing home and began to teach these old people how to tell stories.

On this day, he was in class when his student, Ying, the mayor of Longcheng, came to him.

"Teacher, the stored yellow millet is not enough."

Ying said to Shao helplessly.

This made Shao confused. As far as he knew, the Fire Tribe Alliance had strategic reserves in every city. How could it be that it was not enough so soon?

"The strategic reserve cannot be moved."

Ying immediately saw the clue from the teacher's puzzled expression and explained, "If you want to move the strategic reserve, you need the consent of the leader, the witch, and the totem. If the situation is urgent, two of the three can also agree, but the responsibility they need to bear will be greater."

Shao suddenly realized that he had forgotten this point, and it was also because he had never been in charge of political affairs and was not so familiar with these basic laws.

"How about I ask the totem?"

Ying asked tentatively.

In his opinion, the teacher came here with the order of the eighth generation witch, after all, the eighth generation witch's guard warriors followed him. What

he didn't know was that Shao was using chicken feathers as a token of approval, and this matter could not be reported to the higher-ups.

Although the guard warrior beside him must have reported his actions to the Eighth Generation Shaman, he still knew that many things would be difficult to do if they were made clear.

Now the Eighth Generation Shaman is just collecting folk songs, and obviously has no plan for full promotion. The main concern is not the poor people in Dragon City.

They are the easiest group to preach to. The real difficulties are the large, medium and small tribes that have integrated into the Fire Tribe Alliance. The most difficult ones are the tribes that have been named Spiritual Departments.

Each of the seventeen spiritual departments has a large number of tribesmen, and their tribesmen are widely distributed in the Fire Tribe Alliance.

And there are some special ones among them, such as the Snake Tribe in charge of Xi'an City, the Sun Tribe in charge of Dragon City, the Hammer Tribe in charge of Red Bronze City, and the Stag Tribe in charge of East China Sea City.

In addition to the four cities, the Horse Tribe controls transportation, the Pottery Tribe controls pottery production, the Spring Tribe controls the climate of Fire City, etc., which are not easy to touch.

If this matter is exposed without proper preparation, too many interests will be affected. Even with Shao's talent and status, he will be skinned alive, and the actions of the Eighth Generation Wizard may be delayed for a long time.

So he must consider it carefully. Even if he abandons the plan, he can't leak it to the higher-ups. It's best to control the news within Dragon City.

This is also the reason why he chose South City. There are savages here and there are no totems. Not only is it easier to preach, but the resistance is not that strong.

Because of interests, East City and West City are also in collusion with some spiritual departments in the Fire Tribe Alliance. If you mess around with them, the news will inevitably be leaked.

So when Ying asked, the guards of the Eighth Generation Shaman around Shao were a little nervous.

Shao was very calm, smiling and waving his hands, saying: "No need, I see that several big merchants in East City have stored grain, just take some of the skin from them."

Ying thought about it, but didn't think there was anything wrong with it. It was fine to let them go on weekdays, but when necessary, they could be killed at will.

"How much should you take?"

What Ying needed to consider was just the degree. It was best not to cause too much trouble. After all, Xi'an City was not peaceful, and the God of Fire was not here, so it was better not to cause trouble.

"Stop taking until you have enough."

Shao said without any concern.

Once the Eighth Generation Shaman fully promotes the book he wrote, these chaos will be eliminated. Now it is just taking a part of it first.

"You have to control the intensity yourself, and the bottom line is not to cause chaos."

Ying nodded, indicating that he understood.

He has been in power for quite a while, and he still knows how to handle this.

"Teacher, when will this book be widely promoted?"

Ying had been refraining from asking because it was a big matter and within the scope of a witch's duties, but this time he couldn't help but ask.

"It shouldn't be too long."

Shao was also guessing, after all, the final decision was made by the God of Fire, and he didn't know much about the God of Fire because he had never actually met him.

However, the eighth generation of witches had been planning this book for many years, and the God of Fire had never stopped it. Acquiescence was support, and now that the book was done, it would not be too long, and he made this judgment based on this.

Ying nodded without asking any more questions. Just as Ying stood up to say goodbye, there were suddenly some chaotic noises outside.

"What's wrong?"

Ying asked the guard beside him.

As the city lord, he would always bring enough guards with him when he traveled. This was a long-standing rule.

"It was the leader of the gangsters in South City. He was trying to get in with a bloody face, and we stopped him."

The captain of the guards came in to report.

"Let him in."

Shao said with a frown.

This situation was not what he expected, and he didn't know what had happened. He wanted to know the situation as soon as possible.

The captain of the guards did not leave, but looked at Ying.

"Go quickly."

Ying ordered hurriedly.

Soon the lame head was brought in. Sure enough, his face was covered in blood, and there was a wound on his head that was bleeding from time to time.

"What happened?"

Shao asked with wrinkles.

"It was the Stone Tribe. They robbed my family's food, knocked out my blessed wife, and took away my blessed daughter-in-law."

The lame head was bleeding and crying, and said with a wronged look on his face.

Shao turned his head to look at Ying. He had never heard of this Stone Tribe.

"It's a famous fighting tribe in West City. Maybe they took a fancy to his family's food."

Ying reacted quickly and thought of the key point at once.

Shao nodded, and his brows melted away.

As long as there is no dispute because of missionary work, it is not a big problem.

"Is the Stone Tribe very powerful?"

Shao asked.

"He dares to fight and because his name is a bit similar to the leader, he has been spoiled. Maybe he has been spoiled."

Ying showed a cruel smile on his face. It seems that he has plenty of ways to deal with this so-called Stone Tribe.

Shao nodded and stopped paying attention.

"The food must be returned, and more must be returned. Let the Stone Tribe witch go in person to return it with a big fanfare. It is necessary to establish the prestige of Lai Lai Tou and let people see the power of the Fire God's blessing."

Shao spoke and directly defined the matter.

"No problem."

Ying replied, then said goodbye and took people to deal with it.

This matter cannot be done without force. Many Sun Tribe warriors must be mobilized, so Ying has to go in person.

"You go and treat the wound, and then go back and wait for news."

Shao said to Lai Lai Tou.

The lame head was naturally very grateful. Before leaving, he did not forget to secretly glance at Shao, wondering who this man was and why even the city lord supported him.

He went to the hospital, bandaged his wound with the copper money he got from Shao, and then couldn't wait to go home to see his blessed wife.

When he got home, he saw his wife waiting for her at the door with a tearful face. He went up to comfort her and told her that the God of Fire would help us to uphold justice.

Justice is a word he learned from the story Shao taught him. There is a sentence in the story:

Justice may be late, but it will never be absent.

Because the city lord agreed to this matter, he was not afraid that it would not be resolved in the end, but he didn't know how long it would take. As he was thinking about it

, he saw a commotion at the end of the street, and then those people from the Stone Tribe who robbed his family were tied up and pushed over.

An old man followed behind, with a frown and a gloomy face.

When the group came closer, his blessed daughter was pushed out, and his blessed wife hurried over to hug her.

"This is the fault of the Stone Tribe. I'm sorry. The food will be returned in full, and the rest will be compensation. You can deal with these people as you like."

The old man did not reveal his identity, but just said with a gloomy face.

Lai Laitou looked at these people timidly, not knowing how to answer for a while.

"The God of Fire said that what the wicked gave will be returned to the wicked. How he treated us, we will treat them the same way."

His blessed wife suddenly shouted, which made Lai Laitou know how to deal with it.

He was not a man without blood. He picked up a broken stick from the ground and beat these people all over the face. He didn't stop until everyone was bleeding.

"Are you satisfied?"

The old man's face was still gloomy.

"Satisfied."

Lai Laitou panted and nodded.

"Let's go."

The old man didn't hesitate and took the people away with a wave of his hand.

At this time, the neighbors who had been watching the show for a long time came out from the cracks of the door, looking overly frightened.

"Is the Stone Tribe scared?"

Someone asked Lai Laitou in surprise.

"Scared."

Lai Lai nodded and said, then he felt that he should sing praises to the God of Fire, so he added: "It's all the blessing of the God of Fire."

"It's all the blessing of the God of Fire."

The neighbors hurriedly repeated it, still with fear on their faces.

They are all savages, without the protection of the tribe, without mutual dependence among tribesmen, and the living environment is the most difficult in the entire Fire Tribe Alliance.

Before the blessing of the God of Fire came, they only knew how to swallow their anger, but today is different. The Stone Tribe that is dominating the West City is actually scared.

"That old man is the witch of the Stone Tribe. I have seen him."

Suddenly a voice came from the crowd, and everyone was even more surprised.

"Wu? Are you kidding?"

someone asked in surprise.

"It's a Wu. I've seen one."

the man confirmed.

Everyone was shocked again. The Wu came to apologize. The Fire God's blessing was really amazing.

For a moment, countless people praised the Fire God in their hearts and decided to read the Fire God's story every day when they returned.

"Laila Tou, today we have received the Fire God's blessing. We can't help but think of everyone's kindness. If everyone didn't believe in the Fire God, how could we have such a great blessing? I say, let's share half of the food with our neighbors, okay?"

Lai Lai Tou's blessed wife suddenly spoke, which made Lai Lai Tou's heart skip a beat.

So much food, give away half, is his blessed wife crazy?

He looked at his blessed wife, and suddenly found that she was winking at him, and he suddenly understood.

This disaster was caused by too much food. If he divided it in half, everyone would be in danger. His blessed wife was smarter than him.

"Share it. It's all the blessings given by the God of Fire. There's no reason for everyone to share it unequally. Didn't the God of Fire say that all righteous people should learn to make sacrifices?"

The slacker said simply, and then he divided it on the spot, and all the neighbors present had a share.

Because these neighbors lived close to the slacker's home, they were the first to benefit. They had a lot of food, but people who were used to being hungry didn't care whether they were full or not. If the slacker dared to share it, they dared to take it.

After distributing the food like a farce, Lai Lai Tou's family returned home, still confused by the changes in one day.

First, they were beaten for no reason, then they asked for help and it worked immediately, and they could also get revenge. In the end, the millet was distributed cruelly, which made them feel distressed.

"It was all given by the God of Fire. If you find a few more people to tell the story of the God of Fire, it will come back."

Lai Lai Tou's blessed wife was open-minded. She had experienced from having to having nothing, and then from having nothing to having again. Now these were nothing to her.

Lai Lai Tou was so excited by his encouragement that he couldn't help but like his blessed wife for a while.

That night, the incident spread in the south city, and countless people were discussing it in private.

Praising the God of Fire not only ensures your fullness, but also your safety and protection from bullying.

As accustomed to being wild men, some of them did not want to be protected or bullied, so the enthusiasm for praising the God of Fire rose again.

By noon the next day, the news had spread all over South City, and everyone knew the benefits of praising the God of Fire.

So no matter whether they could tell stories about the God of Fire or not, they would praise the God of Fire whenever they had nothing to do. When two people met, they would also say:

May the God of Fire bless you.

When adults said this, children naturally followed suit and said this. Within a day or two, the whole South City was praising the God of Fire.

After Shao learned the news, he thought about it and called Ying over.

"Pick a few obedient people from East City and go to South City to perform for me."

So in the next few days, robberies and apologies happened frequently. The blessings of the God of Fire became more and more magical. Similar things happened in almost every district.

Finally, after several months of planning, the South City of Dragon City was full of praise for God.

Try to continue the fourth update, but it may not be possible.