Chapter 14 Begging Attack

After finishing the tedious preparations, Lu Yao was finally able to get back to operating "God Simulator".

The upper right corner of the game interface shows that the population is 254 and the faith is 21.

The population growth in the Garlic Tribe was much slower than Lu Yao had expected. It wasn't that the pixel people didn't have the passion to have children, they did give birth to some babies, but most of them died, and not many survived to grow up.

Now it is better than before.

In the early days, the chance of a baby growing up safely was less than one in ten. Now Lu Yao estimates that it is around three in ten.

The infant mortality rate is high. Apart from the infrastructure problems that the tribe cannot solve in a short time, another major issue is the lack of doctors or pharmacists.

The only doctor in the Garlic Tribe is the Shaman, who alone has to cover the medical needs of the entire tribe.

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【Shaman Lv2】Hunter

Attack 0 Defense 0 Knowledge 1 Mana 1 Luck 0 Morale 1 [Ability]

Healing Lv2: Can treat various diseases and injuries. The healing ability is related to the ability level, knowledge and mana.

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New life is being born and old life is dying.

Injury, aging and death are the main ways in which the tribe loses members. The dead pixel people are buried in the forest by others, allowing them to return to the earth and nature.

This was a custom of the forest tribes in the past and was continued by the new garlic tribe.

After the winter ended, a particularly hot summer soon arrived.

The entire game screen was filled with a faint yellow light. Large areas of grass on the ground were dry and yellow. The water level of the river in the east also dropped, revealing more of the river bank.

All the tribesmen were in extreme heat, with smoke coming out of their heads. They usually stayed in their huts, and only went out to farm and hunt in the morning and evening when it was not too hot.

The continued scorching sun and drought caused the little people to pray around the temple once again.

"Lord Yaoshen, please give us rain!"

"The heat is unbearable. If it continues like this, the wheat and garlic will dry up and everyone will die."

"Merciful Yao God, great Yao God, please save us!"

Lu Yao was not stingy either. He directly spent 10 points of faith to launch the miracle [Rain].

The long-awaited rain fell on the dry land, causing the pixelated people in the tribe to cheer loudly and praise the gods.

The prophet and the shaman were talking at this time.

"The gods sent rain to ease the heat. But we cannot keep asking for help from them. As their servants, we have received too much and done too little."

"Hot weather may return. The land has lost its water, and wheat and garlic in the fields will have difficulty growing. We must take advantage of the gods' rain to come up with a long-term and reliable solution."

The two tribal wise men thought about it for a long time but still had no clue.

So Lu Yao led them to the river.

The shaman was moving back and forth along the river bank when suddenly a light bulb went on in his head.

"I understand! We can dig a ditch in the ground and divert the river water. That way, we can easily get water. And once it rains, we can also store the rainwater."

The two men immediately called on the entire Garlic Tribe to mobilize all the tribe's manpower to dig a ditch.

The pixel people worked from dawn to dusk to dig ditches, little by little leading the river water to the edge of the farmland, digging out a small pond, and then returning the water to the river from the other side, turning the water in the ditch into running water.

New prompts keep popping up on the game interface.

[The Garlic Tribe learned about ditches and understood irrigation and drainage.]

[The Garlic Tribe has learned how to irrigate, and the yield of farmland has increased. ]

[The Garlic Tribe gained prestige among other tribes because they mastered new technologies. ]

The drought continues.

After the primary ditch was completed, although the Garlic Tribe was still troubled by the heat, basic drinking water and irrigation were guaranteed, and the pixel people also calmed down.

During this long drought, the barbarian tribes returned for the third time.

A total of thirty-two barbarians took part in the attack. Excluding the old, weak and sick members of their tribe, it could be said that it was a robbery involving the efforts of the entire tribe.

"Hand over the water and food! Damn heretic!"

"Seize water and food!"

"No resistance!"

"Hungry, hungry! Thirsty, thirsty!"

The barbarian tribe looked aggressive, but the slogans they shouted made Lu Yao laugh.

You can't even get enough food to eat, and yet you're still calling it a heresy?

You can't even beg for food, you have to kneel down before you can get it.

The Garlic Tribe today was not afraid of attacks of this magnitude. The hunters, armed with bows and arrows, easily shot down the warriors of the Barbarian Tribe.

In this battle, twelve barbarians died and the remaining twenty were captured.

It seemed that they had completely lost their minds and had given up on themselves because of the drought.

Since the barbarian tribes were more like nomads in the mountains, good at hunting and looting, they completely lost their food supply and were extremely short of water during this long drought.

So they had no choice but to go back to their old ways, go down the mountain and start robbing, looking for a way to survive.

After the shaman's brief persuasion, the barbarian immediately surrendered and was willing to join the garlic tribe, shouting that he would never betray them.

This gave Lu Yao reason to suspect whether they had already planned to join the Garlic Tribe.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

It was just that the simple-minded barbarians didn't know how to be accepted by the Garlic Tribe... Of course, it could also be that the barbarians had an idol burden as warriors. It seemed more convincing to surrender after fighting.

The barbarians talked about the current situation of the tribe.

"It was too hot, and many people in the tribe died."

"The tribe has run out of food. Everyone is hungry. There is no water and we are thirsty. The demon master needs sacrifices."

"The hero was eaten as a sacrifice by the devil."

"We went everywhere to rob, but we couldn't get enough, and many people died."

“We ended up here.”

What they said also indirectly proved Lu Yao's guess.

Devil Jack was not a business-oriented player. The Barbarian Tribe was more like a tool to him. He didn't care how the Barbarians lived. He would only force them to find prey for sacrifice, and he would not even let go of the Barbarian Heroes.

The barbarian tribe is now in name only.

Lu Yao was still planning to wait until the dry season was over and find a time to completely eliminate the barbarian tribe. Unexpectedly, they could not stand the extreme climate. Under the indiscriminate coverage of the great power of nature, the human group is competing to see who can adapt to the environment better.

At least one worry has been solved.

Lu Yao twisted his neck and stretched.

Isabel beside him suddenly looked out the window and said in a serious voice: "Sir, the breath of the devil."

"demon?"

Lu Yao walked to the window and looked outside.

The alleys and streets were empty. It was already night, and there were reports of perverts roaming the community, so there was only a white stray dog ​​wandering the street.

"Where?"

Isabel pointed toward a corner in the street.

There lay a middle-aged man, who seemed drunk, leaning against the curb with a pool of vomit beside him.

The wild dog walked all the way up to the man and sniffed him.

Then it did something that Lu Yao didn't expect.

The wild dog bit the man's clothes and dragged him into the parking lane little by little.

"Sir, please order me to hunt demons," said Isabel.

Lu Yao asked: "How can I contact you if you go to deal with the demons?"

"With my eyes."

Isabel reached into her left eye socket, dug out her left eye with her fingers and handed it to Lu Yao.

This is a white eyeball with a green pupil. The eyeball has a gem-like cold texture and crystal luster, like some kind of ancient work of art.

"My Lord. Everything I see with the power of faith will be shown to you through this eye. You can also give me new orders through the eye."

Lu Yao held the eyeball carefully and reminded him, "Be careful and don't let others find out your identity."

"Yes, sir."

Isabel's body was wrapped in a black mist, which quickly condensed into a black robe. Her eyes were covered by the black cloth again, returning to her original appearance.

Men's shirts, sunglasses, and jeans flew out of the black robe, and all the clothes were scattered on the bed.

Isabel jumped down from the windowsill and merged into the night.

(End of this chapter)