Reborn as a beautiful girl, I want to be the best in the world

At the entrance of the village, a bucket of water and several bags of food were already placed on the ground. In the shadows of the houses in the distance, several sharp eyes were staring coldly at Liz.

Liz was obviously familiar with the scene. She took out a few boxes of matches, some glassware and shiny iron sheets from the basket - these were things that the village could not produce.

She put the things at her feet, put away the food, hung the bucket on the auxiliary mechanical arm extending from the side of her cloak, and turned to leave.

"stop!"

The sharp shout tore through the eerie silence in the setting sun.

Liz turned around and found a peasant woman chasing after her aggressively, followed by a dozen villagers with gloomy faces.

The peasant woman dragged Lorna to her side. Her eyes were red and there was a bright red slap mark on her right cheek. She was still tightly holding the small bottle given by Liz in her hand. She knew what had happened at a glance.

"Half of the wheat in the field has been failing to grow lately. Is it you who is causing all this?!"

"Our lives are hard enough, what's your purpose in doing this?!"

"And you've corrupted our children! Planting those poisonous plants!"

"As expected, a witch is a witch. No matter what she does, it's to harm people."

"No, no... Sister Liz is not a bad person..."

Amid the crowd's outrage, Luna's cries became as faint as those of a mosquito.

However, how could these adults hear the children's crying? Some emotion had already made their eyes red.

Chapter 71: False Oracle

"These things seem to be just to gain our trust, right? Sure enough, trusting a witch will not end well!"

The peasant woman became angrier and angrier as she spoke. She grabbed the things Liz had given her and threw them to the ground. After a few sharp noises, the exquisite glassware turned into fragments on the ground, reflecting strange light in different directions.

Liz sighed softly, took out the food again, and put it back on the ground along with the bucket.

"I'm sorry, but I won't come again."

What could she say? Even if she said those were potions to promote the growth of crops, no one would believe her.

If half of the crops don't grow well, it must be the witch's fault. If all crops don't grow well after today, it must be the witch's fault again.

Unfortunately, she didn't have the ability to mix a potion that would cover the entire field at once. But even if she did, the result would only be "If there were no witch, the crops would definitely grow better."

"Witch! Get out!"

A sharp sound came along with a strong wind. Liz subconsciously turned her head, and the broken glass scratched her cheek, leaving a bloody mark.

At this time, the option emerged again.

One is forgiveness wrapped in thorns, the other is deep red revenge.

Out of instinct, Ye Qing chose to forgive.

Although from her point of view, there was no reason for her to forgive these villagers on behalf of Liz.

This also confirms Ye Qing's guess that the people in this village are not friendly to the witch.

They are like people who are limited by the times and life, and they wantonly vent their malice on unfamiliar things.

If it were Ye Qing herself, she would probably not be so magnanimous.

After making the choice, time begins to flow again.

The villagers were also stunned. After all, according to legend, the witch had the power to destroy humanity, and there was no telling what the consequences would be if they attacked her rashly.

"Also, I'm not a witch."

Liz turned around and gave Lorna a bitter smile.

"I'm not worthy yet."

Amidst gazes of fear and disgust, Liz left the village step by step.

The setting sun was like blood, painting the dark grey ground red, and also dyeing Liz's bright red hair into an eerie crimson.

The sand and gravel that had been scorched by the sun all day were releasing heat wantonly, and the way home seemed to be crossing the flames of hell.

When the bright red in the sky gradually faded and the ink color tried to dye the earth, Liz finally returned home.

The maid Alice had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"Miss......"

Seeing the blood on Liz's face and her empty hands, Alice immediately understood what had happened. She quickly welcomed Liz into the room and took out a wet towel to wipe her face.

"Sorry, Alice, I can only eat bitter melon and cherry tomatoes from now on."

Liz took off her boots and slumped on the recliner, exhausted both physically and mentally.

"Why......"

Alice put the towel covered with dust and blood into the water to wash it, muttering to herself.

“Haven’t I said it many times? Protecting them is Dolonia’s wish.” Liz chuckled.

"But you should also know that no matter how hard we try, these remaining humans will not be able to survive in this world. More importantly..."

Alice bit her lip and took out two crystal clear stones from her pocket.

"I went to count the storage room today, and these are the last two pieces."

Liz was silent. These magic stones were the purest mana crystals.

Just as she told the children, there is no mana in this world anymore. The mana stored in the form of magic crystals is the last remaining magic in this world. Even Liz, who has the title of "Daughter of Creation", must accept this cruel fact.

"If... I mean if you can stop caring about the village, these two magic crystals will at least allow you to live without such a tight budget."

Liz didn't answer, staring at the flickering candle on the table.

After a while, she suddenly said, "I say, Alice, have you ever been to the library?"

"Ms. Liz, have you forgotten that civilians are not allowed to enter the library?"

Alice replied calmly, but what she described was the suffering of the common people.

“Besides, it’s hard for us to understand this form, but some civilians will do cleaning work, but they can’t touch books.”

"I just learned today that the technology for preserving books was invented by the witches of the Magic Element School. They ingeniously transformed light into a substance that could protect books through mana, and people also developed spells to protect various things through this technology."

"I remember that the only photo of Miss Yin was made using this technique."

"I have a favorite book. It tells the story of how the witches of the Construction School created a giant Mecha God and defeated invaders from other worlds in the depths of the universe."

Liz moved her eyes to the window. Although the earth was barren, fortunately, the starry sky was still there.

"Their Mecha God was faster than light and harder than steel. He defeated hundreds of millions of enemies on his own. However, people still couldn't understand each other. In the end, he used his actions to influence his enemies, and together they resolved the crisis of the world, pushed away the meteorite, and protected the world."

"What is a meteorite..."

"Don't worry, guess what happened."

Liz said excitedly, sitting up.

"People still don't understand each other, and the world is still so bad"

Alice tilted her head mechanically, which was a sign of her confusion. "There are too many unreasonable parts in this story..."

"It doesn't matter! Isn't this story very interesting? Don't you think more people should see these stories?"

"So, let's...!"

At this time, the option suddenly popped up again.

"Start a library" and "distribute books to people"

Ye Qing did not hesitate much about this and directly chose to open a library.

What a joke! Given the level of people today, if they were given the book, it would probably be regarded as heresy and burned at the stake.

"...Let's start a library."

Liz jumped up from her chair, and the gloom on her face disappeared.

This abrupt turn of events was clearly beyond Alice's comprehension. "Opening a library? Don't you already know the stock of magic crystals?"

"It's okay, it's okay, let's go to the studio!" Liz walked out of the bedroom in two steps.

Alice was startled by her master's sudden excitement. She tilted her head and stood there.

By the way, my master is actually only seventeen years old.

Alice looked at the bright smile that was rarely seen on the face of a girl of this age, and quickly followed.

At this time, the perspective also changed.

Ye Qing's perspective also came to the village. After Liz left, the village seemed to be filled with a strange atmosphere.

At the same time, in the center of the village, all the villagers were gathered in a circle for their routine evening prayers.

Emotionless voices came from all directions, enveloping the entire village.

[The Supreme Sage summoned God and defeated the Demon King Beelzebub with his unparalleled power. However, the red-haired and black-haired witches betrayed God.]

[The gods were angry, so they sent down karmic fire to punish us.]

[The witch's puppet army was burned to ashes, and the flood summoned by the Green-haired Witch was unable to stop the flames of hell.]

[The witch died, and the flames of God's karma were extinguished, but God's anger towards humans has not dissipated.]

[Repent! Only by receiving God’s repentance can mankind be reborn!]

No one knows where this sound comes from. As far as everyone can remember, this sound has appeared regularly once in the morning and once in the evening.

Naturally, this voice was regarded as an unquestionable oracle.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ye Qing couldn't help but sneer.

From what has happened up to now, she has roughly deduced the current plot.

These people survived under the protection of the witch, but now they actually regard the voice of the devil as an oracle?

Ridiculous, pathetic!

How can these people be worth saving!

"Xixi, what are you doing?! Pray quickly!"

Everyone was prostrating themselves on the ground, silently praying, except for two little children who were still standing upright, looking particularly awkward.

"He's wrong! Those aren't gods, they're demons!"

Xixi said loudly, and her voice spread in all directions as if to confront the oracle.

"What nonsense are you talking about? This is blasphemy!" The peasant woman in the afternoon grabbed Xixi's hand fiercely and tried to make her kneel down.

Snapped!

After the crisp sound of the slap, the swelling on the right half of Xixi's cheek had not yet subsided, but the left half was visibly swollen again.

However, more children stood up.

"Xixi is right!"

"They're not witches!"

"They defeated the demon king Beelzebub and protected the village!"

Then there were more slaps, insults, cries, and countless noises mixed together, bringing some life to the absolutely silent night in this world.

......

Half an hour later, all the children who had listened to Liz's story were locked in an empty room, with bruised faces and noses.

The burly man walked around the children and gave them a fierce lecture, "I think that witch has damaged your brains. How dare you say such outrageous words!"

"Sister is not a witch!"

"How dare you talk back!"

Another slap, and the little boy who had contradicted him fell heavily to the ground.

"And this, you planted it, right?" The man picked up the flowerpot behind him, which contained the cherry tomatoes planted by Xixi.

Xixi responded with an angry look.

"You must have eaten this stuff to become like this! And you're wasting precious black soil!"