Chapter 17 Inventing Writing

Holidays come and go, but work never ends.

Lu Yao sat at his workstation in the company, organizing materials and customer information on the computer.

Sister Peng came over and said, "That foreign girl, named Isabel, looks like a doll, very elegant, and seems to come from a good family..."

"Whose eldest daughter is she?"

Lu Yao picked up the paper cup and drank some water, and responded: "Her family seems to be a working-class family as well."

"So when do you plan to get married?"

Lu Yao almost spit out a mouthful of water.

"We are just friends..."

"Stop pretending." Sister Peng waved her hand, looking like she understood everything.

"Do you think I'm blind? The clothes the girl is wearing are yours, right? The pants are yours too, right? If a girl is willing to wear your clothes and follow you around the supermarket, you probably live together, right? If she's not your girlfriend, then she's your maid?"

She sneered: "You look honest, but you are good at seducing girls. That girl seems to be very interested in you. She has been looking at you silently, and her eyes have never left your direction..."

Lu Yao really wanted to say that it was normal for her, a personal bodyguard, to always pay attention to me, her boss.

But he could only vaguely say: "It's not what you think."

"What's that?"

Lu Yao changed the subject: "By the way, Sister Peng, how tall is your fiancé, Officer Fu?"

"It's OK, 187cm. A taller man looks more secure."

Sister Peng's face was full of pride, and she was undoubtedly very satisfied with her fiancé.

"No wonder Sister Peng was so concerned about that pervert case. It turns out you are a family member of a police officer."

"Hey, don't say that. The police do have an occupational disease. They subconsciously look at everyone as if they were suspects... Speaking of which, I heard that the pervert was caught."

"Caught?" Lu Yao pretended to be surprised.

"right."

Sister Peng lowered her voice and said, "But it seems that the suspect's identity is a bit sensitive, so it has not been announced to the public and has been handed over to higher authorities. Fu Chenggang also did not reveal too much, saying that he had to abide by the rules."

Lu Yao was shocked.

Transfer to higher authorities?

In other words, Lisa's identity as a player was exposed. More importantly, the player group seemed to be under the jurisdiction of a special department. This meant that in addition to herself and Lisa, there were many other people who also played the role of gods in the pixel world.

Considering that Lisa once regarded Isabel as a high-level player and said that the committee did not restrict her... it has something to do with that committee behind the scenes.

However, this also indirectly shows that Lisa was indeed arrested by the department that manages players.

In the short term, she will not have much chance to cause trouble for herself.

"Why are you talking about me?" Sister Peng came back to her senses and continued gossiping: "Isabelle looks less than 20 years old, right? Which country is she from? She came to see you alone, and her family is so confident in you? Could it be that your family has arranged a marriage for you since you were young?"

“…”

Lu Yao could only say: "She has gone home."

"Ah?" Sister Peng's expression suddenly changed, and she said angrily: "You just let her go like this? Are you angry? What if she doesn't come back? Why are you so stupid? Can you find someone with the same appearance?"

Lu Yao spread his hands: "People always have to go home."

Isabel returns to the pixel world.

This is not only her personal wish, but also a law of the world that must be followed.

Under the restriction of the boundary dimension, the longer Isabel stayed in the real world, the more likely she was to mutate and be transformed and distorted by the power of rules. Her most important mission here was to ensure Lu Yao's personal safety. Lisa had been arrested, and she had no reason to stay here any longer.

The greatest mission of the apostle is to serve as the arm of God, implement the will of God, and collect and spread faith for God. Only when she returns to the pixel world can she show her expertise.

In fact, Isabel only stayed in this world for two days.

…

After get off work, Lu Yao returned to the house.

On the computer desk, Xiaohuo squatted quietly in the flowerpot, just like a normal indoor plant. Lu Yao didn't let it speak, it was just an ordinary cactus.

The game interface shows that the size of the Garlic Tribe is steadily increasing.

In the upper right corner, the population has reached 303 and the faith value is currently 201.

In the temple, Isabel, dressed in a black robe, knelt quietly, facing Lu Yao in front of the screen, with her head slightly lowered, waiting for the god to give orders.

Lu Yao was typing in the dialog box.

——Has there been any abnormality in the tribe recently? "Sir, everything in the tribe is normal, there is nothing suspicious."

——I asked you to investigate the collapsed cave in the barbarian tribe before. Did you get any results? "Sir, there is a passage inside. It leads to another unknown area, but it has been completely destroyed due to the mountain accident and can no longer be used."

Isabel suddenly took the initiative to speak.

"Sir, I request to leave the tribe temporarily for a while."

"Not long ago, I used my last prayer to awaken a dead soul. It said that there is an oasis in the southern desert, and in the oasis there is a Bedou tribe. The Bedou tribe raises sheep and camels, and the people are brave and brave. They also control the passage connecting to another plain."

"I want to go into the desert, find the Bedou tribe, convert them to your followers, and add fuel to the fire of your faith."

Lu Yao is very confident in Isabel's ability.

——Then go ahead.

"Yes, sir."

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

Isabel walked out of the temple and headed into the desert to the west, beginning her journey of exploration.

…

Lu Yao looked at the cactus on the table: "Turn on low heat and cook me a bowl of noodles with pickled peppers. Add an egg and half a sausage."

"Yes, God."

Xiaohuo stood up from the potted plant, shook off the dirt on his body, took out a bag of instant noodles from the cardboard box in the corner, and ran out to cook the noodles.

The house that Lu Yao rented was a two-bedroom apartment, and he rented it with his college classmate Zhou Qiang. Zhou Qiang did not live here, and he used the other room as a temporary warehouse, where he piled up a lot of cardboard boxes.

Zhou Qiang usually comes early every Monday morning to clear out the goods in the cartons and then load new goods in. Lu Yao will lock the door when he comes back, so he is not afraid of the small fire being seen by others.

I heard the calls of wild cats outside the window, and I didn't know whether they were fighting or dating.

Lu Yao stood up and stretched his limbs. As his neck twisted, a slight snapping sound came from his body. His movements were a little too rough and his waist twisted, causing him to gasp in pain.

Just as he was rubbing his waist with his hands, a new prompt appeared on the computer.

[The Garlic Tribe invented writing, and everyone's intelligence improved slightly. ]

[The emergence of writing gave the Garlic Tribe the ability to record and spread civilization and beliefs across regions. ]

When Lu Yao saw this scene, if it weren't for his back pain, he would have wanted to throw a punch on the spot.

One of the most important inventions of the tribal era was writing.

Words symbolize civilization.

The Garlic Tribe has finally emerged from the era of ignorance and uncivilized society.

With the appearance of text, the game interface has also been updated.

In addition to the population and beliefs on the far right at the top of the screen, there are several more resources displayed.

Food\wood\stone\leather\salt.

However, these items did not display specific values, but instead took on a form similar to a battery gauge, fluctuating slowly.

The food appears to be most plentiful, showing a healthy green color.

When Lu Yao puts the mouse on the grain, he can see a list of detailed ingredients below.

Wheat accounts for 80%, meat accounts for 10%, and the rest is other things. This is the current food structure of the Garlic Tribe.

In addition to grain, salt and leather are also at a green and abundant stage.

The wood appears yellow, indicating low reserves.

The stone appears red, indicating extreme scarcity.

Lu Yao understood after a little thought.

Only with the emergence of writing can these resources be displayed in the form of writing. It seems that as the garlic tribe civilization continues to develop, the complexity of the entire society will continue to increase, and the corresponding interface will also be constantly updated.

Fortunately, the entire civilization is evolving autonomously, so Lu Yao doesn't need to worry about micro-management. He just needs to control the general direction.

The prompts on the game interface continue.

[You defeated the god Jack in this area, and the attitude of the Salt Pond tribe became friendly. ]

[The Salt Pond Tribe offers you a sacrifice.]

(End of this chapter)