god simulator

Chapter 552
"I have a friend. For many years she could only do laundry and cook, but she can sing very well, and she looks good."

The mud head smiled, and looked at the silent young man sitting opposite.

"Later, she sang in the Kingdom Theater in Resurrection City. She had no worries about food and clothing, and was loved by many people. People sent her flowers every day."

"Everyone has their own talents and talents, it's just to see if they can find a place to display them."

The mud head looked at each other while talking.

The young man was wearing a coir raincoat woven from palm leaves and a straw hat with a ragged edge. He was between the ages of 25 and his palms were broad and powerful. There were old wounds on his fingers, which showed that he worked a lot.

The young man had a hunting knife tied around his waist, he was carrying an animal skin bag, and he had straw sandals on his feet. There were many cracks and solidified mud on the toes and insteps.

He didn't take a sip of the ale that was set before him.

Nitou continued: "You look strong and capable, and you may be suitable to be an explorer or a bodyguard. Goblin merchants and Yao scholars have been recruiting these two types of people for a long time."

"If necessary, I can introduce you to you."

"You know, that's what the fraternity does here, send the right people to the right place, mutual benefit, everyone makes a little money. So if you decide to work with us, we'll also charge A commission."

At this time, the young man finally spoke.

He spoke a rare jungle language, and Mudhead had already prepared mind-boosting mints, so it didn't sound like a problem.

"I'm Zaha, the chief of the Timing Tribe. "

The youth chief said in a formal tone: "I am here on behalf of the Timing Tribe, hoping to get help from the Brotherhood. If we can get help, we will be very grateful."

The mud head has heard of this tribe, but only he has heard of it.

The various ethnic groups in the Mystic Kingdom lived scattered, each group possessed the deterrent of the Mystic Art, and there was not much interaction with each other.Many small tribes and groups, Brotherhoods may not have dealt with each other for hundreds of years.

"What kind of help do you want?" asked the mud head.

"I want money."

There was no embarrassment on Chief Zaha's face, but a kind of perseverance and determination.It seemed that he was already ready to give everything, and he didn't care about things like face.

"There are fewer and fewer people in the Time Sequence Tribe, and everyone fled because of various temptations from the outside world. The witch doctor also ran away, my sick child died, my younger brother died, and my wife is still sick."

The young man said: "I want money, and the tribe needs money. Only money can find doctors and cure diseases."

"I know the fraternity, I know you, Big Brother Muddy, I hope you can give me money, I am willing to exchange this."

The younger brother standing behind Nitou moved his lips and frowned, but he still didn't speak.

Because what Zaha used to exchange for money was a dead tree branch.

The branch did not exhibit any mystical powers.There were tangled strands of hair on the branches, which looked like some kind of ancient spiritual ritual vessel.

"This is the hair whip of the Time Sequence tribe. It is the most precious treasure of the tribe. It contains the power and soul of generations of tribe warriors. I exchange this for money."

According to Zaha, there are currently 15 people in their tribe, and 10 of them are sick.He hunted outside all year round, but avoided the disease.

"it is good."

Nitou took the whip carefully: "Use this treasure as a mortgage, and it's a loan. When you have money in the future, you can come to withdraw it at any time. Forget the interest, and treat it as a friend with you and the Time Sequence Tribe."

He got up and walked to the side cabinet, took out a stack of papers from it, and placed it in front of Zaha.

"This is a city bond, which is more useful and circulated than gold. 2400 seashells, even if it is a doctor of the Yao nationality, is enough to invite your tribe to treat it."

Zaha grabbed the sum of money and looked at it cautiously, with hesitation and embarrassment that did not appear on his face before.

"..."

Nito guessed that the other party probably could not read, and then said, "Douzi will go with you to find the doctor, and he is familiar with the doctors here."

He looked at the younger brother behind him: "Go, take Chief Zaha to the Friendship Road on the other side of the temple, try to find Yao doctors, they have rich experience."

"yes, Sir."

Little brother Douzi nodded and walked to Zaha: "Mr. Chief, please follow me."

Before leaving, Zaha glanced at the whip with some reluctance.

……

The fraternity store was quiet again.

The mud head put the hair whip into a special box and classified it with other collateral.

He grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and with a cup of Zhoudao tea, he opened the latest "Ben Daily" and started nibbling slowly.

There are two eye-catching news in the paper.

"Green Forest Dance Company Tour Last Dance: Miss Tatar will choose a lucky audience to have dinner with"

"Extraordinary counterfeit drug case solved: the Black Temple is officially restricted from entering the country"

Nitou had already heard about these two pieces of news before they were announced to the public.

After the several major associations settled in the Resurrection Kingdom, they all communicated with each other, and they were often invited to attend some activities. In addition, Earl Siddall would also come to talk to understand the situation.

It may be hard for the aborigines on the Resurrection Kingdom to imagine that the Green Forest is actually a vicious group full of wildness and blood.

But on the kingdom's side, they are the dancers of the dance troupe that people love to see.

Siddhar's original suggestion was accepted by Green Forest.

The salt girl Tatar brought people to the Kingdom of Resurrection, and under Siddhar's matchmaking, she was quickly recognized by the theater and completed her first stage performance.

The mud head was also invited to watch that time.

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The unrestrained and lively dance of the salt girls is accompanied by cool and eye-catching novel folk costumes.The ringing bells on the wrists and ankles, together with the snare drums played by the salt girls, together with the natural vigor and young bodies of the forest girls, constitute an unforgettable and wonderful scenery.

They only need to remove the bloody parts, as well as the ceremony of praying and chanting, and the dance that has been practiced for many years is enough to make people unable to take their eyes off it.

On the stage, the salt girls were passionate, spinning and dancing tirelessly. Off the stage, they also showed a kind of innocence and cheerfulness that did not understand the world, which was loved by the audience.

They quickly became household names in the Kingdom, touring cities.

The tour of the Resurrection Kingdom will end with the Resurrection City. The next stop is Tatar and they will go to the distant Shacheng, where they will continue to win the love and flowers of new audiences.

Now, Nitou and Tatar have become familiar friends, and they often meet, chat and drink tea.

The direct reason lies in the special management of the fraternity.

After Nitou came to this strange kingdom, he found that there was a lack of a non-governmental organization that specialized in connecting with the Mystic Kingdom as a bridge.

After all, Earl Sidal represented the kingdom's officialdom and only had time to deal with some major issues. If some minority groups and associations encountered trouble, they would have nowhere to go.

The mud head thinks that brother is very suitable for this role.

First of all, the Brotherhood is a local force in the Mystic Kingdom. Since it started out as a farmer, its reputation and credit are pretty good.

Second, the fraternity has a lot of staff, and it has always been good at scouting, running errands, and uniting groups.

The brothers approved of this idea and let the mud head go.

Right now, the Brotherhood of Harvest is more of an intermediary chamber of commerce in Resurrection Kingdom.

The mud head provides the workers and guards that the merchants want, guides the people who have time to work but can't find a way to make money, and bridges various organizations and groups.

Some people need to recover debts, some people need money urgently, and some people want to barter, all can go to the fraternity.

Most importantly, the Brotherhood has also maintained close cooperation with the Resurrection Kingdom.

The Green Forest Dance Troupe has unlimited scenery, but it also encounters trivial troubles, especially in the base camp of the Secret Art Kingdom.Because all the girls over there want to become dancers and join the dance troupe, practicing dance and musical instruments one by one, the local manpower is seriously insufficient, and their strength has dropped sharply.

The fraternity becomes Green Forest's best partner.

Even Tatar lamented to the mud head: "We look glamorous, but you are the one who really lives the best. Now the goblin merchants have a lot of requirements, and we have to dress according to their requirements, so we can't even Picking noses, farting and lifting skirts in front of people... Hey, it's more tiring than bloodletting in the past."

She stepped on the chair with one foot, grabbed the wine bottle and gurgled for a while, then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, with a happy expression on her face.

"It's better to stay with you, drink whatever you want!"

"Come on, if you are a brother, have a bottle with me."

"...I have to talk about business in the afternoon, let's drink tea."

"It's boring!"

……

Nitou came back to his senses, and suddenly thought that he had to go to support tonight, and it might be ten years before Tatar came back next time.

Or dress formally.

He put on a new white liner, a short leather jacket, a new pair of trousers and a new belt, shaved with a pocket knife, and washed his head.

The spirit of the person in the mirror is much refreshed.

Nine years have passed, and the silent and dull servant boy in Nitou's memory has become as far away as when he was a child.

Now that he has become a big brother, he has begun to teach people how to do things, and he dares to speak and speak out.

His words are useful, and many people will listen.

From time to time, Mudou would think of the iron feet. If he was the one who stayed behind, then the one standing here would probably be the iron feet.

And Camilla, whom I never forgot in the past, is the friend that Clay Head told Chief Zaha before, and she also achieved great success in singing.

Camilla soon married a goblin merchant, and she stopped singing. She went to settle in the Republic of Two Snake Merchants, and lived a comfortable life with her husband.

Many people have found a new way of life in the Resurrection Kingdom.

The same goes for the Black Templar.

The mud head looked at the newspaper.

"...In the past five years, this criminal group code-named 'Mole' sold and smuggled counterfeit medicines, disguised as regular Yao clan potions, causing a large number of buyers to lose their money..."

"It has been verified that the 22 moles are all registered members of the Black Templar. The kingdom investigation team has officially entered the headquarters of the Black Templar for further investigation. Starting today, members of the Black Templar are prohibited from entering the kingdom."

The mud head is not surprised.

He had known for a long time that such a day would come.

After the Black Templars entered the Resurrection Kingdom, they initially made taxidermy and leather goods as trade goods.

They want to learn from Sihai Temple and use special products to obtain stable sales, thus transforming underground associations into formal chambers of commerce.

But the Resurrected Kingdom is originally a place of leather production, and there is no such demand at all.

The Holy Church lacks solid production and sales capabilities, and its biggest competitiveness is that there are many masters of occult techniques, and members of the organization accept employment as killers and occultists.

In the peaceful and powerful Restoration Kingdom, hiring a murderer would pay a heavy price, and the business of the church was bleak.

So they chose to make counterfeit medicines, which was a lucrative business, and mystics could imitate highly similar potions.

Of course, getting caught is only a matter of time.

This is a microcosm of the failure of the transformation of the Black Templar.

……

Douzi came back sweating profusely and reported: "Brother, I have helped Chief Zaha find a vampire doctor of the Yao nationality, and he has passed."

"Wipe your sweat."

The mud head threw him a towel.

Douzi wiped his face and neck with a towel, and he couldn't help asking: "Brother, why did you lend it to Chief Zaha? His hair whip is just a decoration. It is respected in their tribe, and it is of no use to us."

Nitou took a sip of tea: "Douzi, you are different from me in the past."

"You always talk a lot, and that's not a bad thing. But when you do things, you have to learn to think first, read more, and think clearly before speaking."

He began to teach the young brother: "The brotherhood can develop to the present, except for the protection of the gods and the kingdom, we rely on harmony."

"Peace is the most important thing, and make good friends."

"What we are doing is this business. The more channels we have, the more stable and long-lasting the Brotherhood will be."

"We are generally very cautious when it comes to large-scale associations. We don't form alliances, don't target, and don't confront. The association must be balanced and cannot be dominated by one family."

Nitou said in detail: "But for the weak and minority groups, anyone with the ability can help. The most important and core thing for the Brotherhood now is credit and reputation."

"With credit, there will be cooperation, and with prestige, someone will speak for us."

……

The theater in the evening is overcrowded, and the mud-headed beans are in the first row to watch.

Tatar's dancing posture is as pleasing to the eye as ever, and her earrings and dress are getting more and more beautiful.Like the goblin merchants said, they made her a goddess on the stage.

When saying goodbye, Nitou gave Tatar a gold pocket watch.This pocket watch can be set to time and it will chirp with a cooing bird.

Tatar gave back the bell on his wrist.

"See you in ten years. God Yao bless you." Tatar waved to him, but was pulled away by the sisters behind.

She still has too many busy schedules, accepting interviews from reporters, posing for photos, sharing dinner with lucky viewers, changing clothes, taking a shower, and taking the train to Shacheng.

……

The mud head wrapped the bell in a handkerchief and put it in a box.

It was late at night by the time we got back to the fraternity shop.

Outside the closed door stood a man in straw clothes.

"Chief Zaha?"

Nitou was a little surprised, and quickly took out the Xinnao Mint: "What's wrong? Is the treatment going well?"

"Healed, the doctor is very powerful."

A smile finally appeared on the face of the young chief: "Thank you, Big Brother Mudhead, you are a good friend who saved the Time Sequence Tribe from danger."

"It's fine."

The mud head greeted and said, "Come in and sit."

Zaha shook his head, and he took out a delicate green treasure box from the leather pocket on his back: "This is for you."

The mud head didn't answer: "Don't be so polite, this is what the brotherhood does. Everyone has difficult times."

"This "Calamity Treasure Chest" comes from a long-disappeared secret sect, which has been passed down from generation to generation by chiefs of the tribe.It contains monsters capable of destroying the world. Once opened, it will be released, causing heaven and earth to shatter. " Zaha said with a heavy face.

"Only a powerful god can tame a monster, and once it can be tamed, it will become an extremely precious treasure."

"Originally, I thought, if I can't find a doctor and watch my clansmen die, I'll go back to the Mystic Kingdom to open this box, and let's all die together..."

Nito remained calm, but the little brother Douzi next to him turned pale.

"You helped me, Big Brother Mudhead, you prevented me from doing such a sinful and stupid thing. Now I give this to you, you can go to the temple to offer it to the gods, the mighty God Yao will like it."

Nitou was puzzled: "Why don't you dedicate yourself to Lord Yao?"

The young chief shook his head: "Although God Yao is an extremely powerful god, what I believe in is always the original belief of the tribe, the god of youth and youth. We will not betray the gods and our own origin just because we are weak today."

After Zaha left, Douzi said worriedly: "Brother, what should I do with this thing?"

"..."

Mudhead thought for a while, and he decided to believe in Zaha.

The temple was still brightly lit at night, and Nitou came outside the temple and expressed his intention to the temple guards.

After getting the consent of the apostle inside, the mud head held the black box in his hand, walked up the steps, entered the gate, and knelt down by the campfire.

The apostle Maocao turned his back to him and said, "Pray, just pray."

"Yes."

Nitou knelt in front of the statue of God Yao, put the box in his hand on the ground, and told Maocao the origin of the calamity treasure box.

Then he prayed silently in his heart.

The green treasure box slowly flew up and floated in the air.

Maocao's ethereal voice came again: "If Lord Shenming pays attention here, you will know, go back and rest."

"Yes."

……

One day three years later.

The mud head was flipping through the recent income and expenditure bills of the Brotherhood, and suddenly felt a certain will shrouded his head in the dark.

His body was suddenly filled with tumbling power, and these powers quickly transformed his body, making him seem to be soaked in a warm current from head to toe.

God's gift!

He heard the silent oracle.

I...became a hero?

Nitou has seen a lot of storms and waves, but at this time he is still at a loss.

But the younger brother Douzi next to him reacted.

"Brother! You have become an apostle!"

"...a hero, a hero."

"I know, just kidding hahahaha, congratulations brother! Congratulations brother!"

The mud head immediately thought of it.

It's the "Calamity Chest".

Zaha was right that it might indeed be a remarkable thing.

Just when Zaha was excited, suddenly there was a strong wind, and a pink plush monster appeared in front of him.

It is Lord Maocao's Totoro.

Totoro grinned and opened its mouth, showing its sharp and criss-crossed teeth: "Congratulations, Master Yaoshen wants to summon you."

Lord Yaoshen?

Mud head froze all over.

In an instant, he seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago.The suffocating tension, fear and insignificance of standing under the shadow of the giant fortress all came to my heart...

A lot of things have changed, yet nothing seems to have changed.

(End of this chapter)