Original God, I am the only designated Red King God Envoy of Xumi

Amber obviously didn't buy it. She pulled out her sword suddenly, and the movement of the light ball also stopped halfway.

"...Don't be so formal. I'm a famous person in Gul City after all. How come the desert people now... huh? No, you're not a desert person."

Amber still stared at the ball of light warily. She tried to understand its language, but gained little in the end.

Gul City? Wasn't that one of the brilliant civilizations that vanished centuries ago in the desert? Why did this ball of light act as if it hadn't realized it was gone?

The ability to perceive emotions is still useful on this ball of light. Amber can feel that the ball of light has no malicious intent for the time being, but is more of a surprise.

“Yes, I’m not a native of the desert—but now I’m considered a Sand People.”

"I am the leader of the Chi Nian clan. Who are you? Don't you know that the city of Gul you are talking about has been destroyed for hundreds of years?"

"...What?!" There was a huge surprise coming from the light ball, and she muttered to herself quickly.

The words included "betrayal", "frame-up", "conspiracy", etc., and finally turned into a name.

"Damn it! It's Lilupal! She betrayed the mistress!"

The light ball emitted anger and hatred that frightened Amber for a moment. This emotion lasted for several minutes before it subsided. Amber wanted to get away from this "dangerous element" immediately.

But outside the door were Yi and his group and the people of sand whom she wanted to conquer later, so she had no way to retreat.

Amber gripped the sword tightly, ready to unleash the power of the Eye of God at any time, and was wary of the ball of light in front of him.

After the ball of light calmed down, it was stunned for a moment before turning to Amber and speaking with some apology: "I'm sorry that you saw me lose my composure."

Amber put away her sword only after confirming that the other party's emotions were normal. No matter how she looked at it, the ball of light that flew out of the golden bottle was too strange. However, the "Gul" she mentioned... made Amber think of similar strange existences mentioned in some stories - "Zhenling".

Zhen Ling has the ability to change his body at will and is born with extraordinary power.

"You can call me—'Sacrifice'." There was a hint of self-mockery in the light ball's tone. She paused for a moment before speaking again: "I am a follower of the mistress of flowers. You should have heard of similar beings in stories. Um... I remember it was called, 'Town Spirit'?"

The light ball's answer confirmed Amber's guess, and Amber breathed a sigh of relief. At least it wasn't an extremely dangerous existence.

"I am Amber, the leader of the Chi Nian clan." Amber stretched out a hand out of habit, but then realized that the ball of light had no "hands" either, so she couldn't shake hands at all.

She was about to withdraw her hand, but the ball of light fell directly into Amber's palm.

The place where the light ball is released is warm and has a very subtle feel.

"..." Amber didn't plan to retract her hand this time. She maintained this action and continued to ask questions to the ball of light.

"So, what's your purpose?"

The ball of light shook a few times, as if it was thinking.

"My purpose... well, that's a really interesting question. Frankly speaking, I don't know what my purpose is."

"Judging from what you said, I've been asleep for hundreds of years. I was awakened just now by a familiar scent—the 'scent of a story.'"

"The smell of a story?"

"Yes, that comes from you. People who create stories will have this kind of aura, and you are the one who creates stories." As he spoke, the ball of light floated up again, approaching Amber's shoulder. Amber subconsciously took half a step back.

"...This is truly heartbreaking, Lord of Red Thoughts. I clearly have no ill intentions."

The sound of the light ball was filled with a pitiful cry, but Amber didn't buy it. She just remained alert and asked the question again.

"Lord of Red Thoughts?"

"Yes, you said you are the leader of the Chi Nian clan, so doesn't that mean you are the Lord of Chi Nian?" Seeing that those useless light balls were no longer maintained, her voice was much more normal this time.

"It's up to you. So, what's your purpose?" Amber didn't quite believe the so-called "breath of story" in the light ball, so she asked again.

"I really just like you more—I've always liked people who can create stories, and you are the one with the strongest storytelling atmosphere so far."

"If you still don't trust me, I can tell you my real name. Whoever knows my real name will have control over the town spirit. How about that?"

Amber stared at the ball of light, her amber eyes full of vigilance. She stared at the ball of light for a long time, and finally gave up when she was completely sure that the ball of light did not have the slightest wrong emotion.

"...What should I do?" Amber finally gave in and sighed slightly.

"Put me close to your ear."

Hearing this, Amber held up the ball of light and slowly moved it towards her ear. A soft voice sounded in her ear, like the breeze, or like dewdrops, like the whispers between lovers, completely occupying her brain in an instant.

Amber felt that many images flooded into her mind at once. They were memories that did not belong to her at all: towering cities, vast oases, water flowing through pipes throughout the city, and the city's residents living and working in peace and contentment, seemingly without having to worry about survival. It was almost a perfect paradise.

There were many such scenes, and Amber had to spend some time sorting them out. When she recovered, the light ball in front of her had changed its appearance.

She turned into a cute short-haired little girl in white clothes, with a wreath of unknown flowers on her head. Her hair and eyebrows were snow-white, and her eyes were amber-colored. She was only about 30cm tall, and had wings like a fairy on her back.

She also held her head, her expression a little dazed, and spoke with some hesitation: "Your previous experience was not easy either, Lord of Red Thoughts."

"......! How much did you see!" Amber understood what happened in an instant. Damn, this town spirit never told her that this would cause the memories of both parties to be transmitted to each other.

"Well... I saw you gain the clan's recognition through your own efforts, then had to take on the responsibility of leader due to the fighting between clans, and finally stabilized the Chi Nian clan some time ago."

Amber felt a little relieved after hearing this, but she still looked a little angry on the surface, blaming Zhen Ling for not informing her in advance.

Zhen Ling suddenly disappeared after hearing this, and suddenly appeared on Amber's shoulder with a white light. Amber only felt that her cheek was in contact with something soft. This impactful experience made her a little dazed.

"It was indeed my negligence, so this is compensation~" Zhen Ling flew in front of Amber, touched her moist lips with her fingers, closed one eye and tilted her head with a playful look.

Amber subconsciously touched her cheek, which seemed to still have a trace of moisture. Amber realized belatedly what had been done to her and her eyes widened, a hint of crimson appearing on her cheeks. It was hard to imagine that Amber, who had no hesitation in slaughtering before, would show such an expression.

"You fucking——!"

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Chapter 25: Negotiation

"Woooo ...

Zhen Ling was held in Amber's hand and her face was rubbed madly. The extremely comfortable feeling was transmitted through the contact between her palm and Zhen Ling's cheek, but Amber had no intention of experiencing it.

She showed signs of losing her mind for a moment, until she heard someone approaching the house and came to her senses.

"Chief, they have gathered..." Yi thought about the scene she might see after entering the door, but she never expected it to be such a scene... In her impression, Amber rarely loses her composure, but this is definitely one of the few times she loses her composure.

"..." Amber quickly turned around and let go of Zhen Ling, letting her fall freely. Fortunately, Zhen Ling had not lost her basic judgment, and she flashed back to Amber's shoulder.

"...They've already assembled? Okay, let the representatives in."

Yi nodded silently, and the two of them tacitly agreed not to mention what had just happened. The most important thing at the moment was the business... As for the unknown thing on Amber's shoulder, there would be plenty of opportunities to ask about it later.

Amber straightened her clothes and glared at Zhen Ling unhappily. Zhen Ling seemed to know that she was in the wrong and turned her head away, not daring to look at Amber.

She hadn't expected it... How could Amber, the clan leader, be so unexpectedly innocent? It was just a kiss, wasn't it? Had the world changed so much during her sleep? Back then, the nobles in Gul... their play was truly dazzling, beyond imagination.

"...But that has nothing to do with me, a historian." Zhen Ling sighed secretly, and she recalled some not-so-pleasant memories.

"Calling you a sacrifice directly is too weird, so I'll just call you 'A-Ji' for now."

"Okay." Zhen Ling nodded. She leaned on Amber's shoulder and slowly sat down. She didn't care much about the name.

Amber moved a chair to the center of the room, adjusted her cloak slowly, and sat down. Her aura changed in an instant, and her eagle-like gaze could only be described as "arrogant". Although she was just sitting there, the aura of a superior was natural.

The door curtain was opened, and the elected representative walked into the room tremblingly. The atmosphere in the room was so oppressive that he couldn't breathe. He felt his legs go weak and he fell to his knees on the ground.

His name is "Amondo", one of the original clan members who survived here. He has been enslaved since the Red Crown Clan occupied this place. The Red Crown Clan gave them food but did not feed them enough, and supervised them to work hard to ensure that they had no strength to resist. Now even the strongest person in the original clan has no strength to resist.

In addition, those who resisted had lost their lives before them, and fear had been branded into their bones. The moment they saw Amber, they couldn't help but crawl on the ground.

He did not come here voluntarily. God knows what these members of the "Chi Nian Clan" will do to them. In order to survive, he kept bowing and scraping to the Chiguan Clan. Now the remaining members of the original clan naturally thought of him, so he was "pushed" here.

"Since you are the representative, please report to me the current situation of your original clan."

He trembled subconsciously when he heard Amber's voice. After realizing that Amber had raised a question, he did not dare to neglect it. He thought quickly and told her what he knew one by one.

"The clan originally had a population of... 120. After being defeated by the Red Crown Clan, those who dared to resist were killed, and some were killed or injured during forced labor. Now, there are less than 80 people left."

Amber nodded as she thought about it.

Before coming here, she had already roughly observed the situation of the original clan. Most of them had a series of weak symptoms caused by hunger, and they subconsciously obeyed the orders of the Red Crown Clan. The fear given by the Red Crown Clan was deep in their bones, and they had to obey in order to survive.

When such a group takes over, there is no need to worry about the other party's resistance. These things have long been wiped out in the slavery of the Red Crown Clan. Facing the Red Nian Clan, they dare not have any extravagant demands and only hope to survive.

"I have no intention of killing you all."

Following Amber's voice, Amondo, who had never dared to raise his head and look at Amber from beginning to end, felt as if he had been pardoned. His breathing became visibly heavier, and the emotion of "survival" surged in his chest.

But then he realized... What if the enemy didn't intend to kill him? If they left, could they guarantee their survival with only their limited fighting power? What if a looter happened to pass by and robbed them again?

The Red Crown Clan enslaved them, but at least they were able to survive... Although this sounds unpleasant, Raymondo was indeed afraid.

Besides...if what they mean by "not killing them all" is just to drive them out of here and occupy this place alone, then they have no way to survive.

Amber naturally noticed the other party's panic, but she had no intention of correcting him. She thought that only by giving him enough fear first and then giving him the little "benefits" would bring a greater gap and deepen their conviction.

"The Chi Nian Clan has no reason to deceive you. I want you to arrange for some people to collect the food and living resources here."

Raymondo's heart sank to the bottom. It was obvious that they were going to drain all the resources here... Was there no hope for them?

Amber was silent, and Raymondo didn't dare to look up. The atmosphere fell into silence for a while. The more silent Amber was, the more uncertain Raymondo felt. It was like a torture, and in just a dozen seconds, Raymondo was sweating profusely.

"Why are you so flustered? Of course I will keep you. You are an invaluable labor force."

"Ha...ha..." Raymondo could no longer hold back his breathing, his breathing echoed throughout the room. Hearing Amber's words, he thanked her repeatedly.

"Thank you so much! Thank you so much for your generosity!"

"When you get back, you can arrange for a few people to cook some food first, and then all of you will have a good meal. Before noon today, I want you to bury and burn the bodies. After that, find time to collect and pile up the things I mentioned."

Raymondo thanked him again, and the corners of his mouth could hardly stop rising.

"I will arrange for someone to take charge of you. You can choose any house other than this one as your next residence. I want you to spare no effort in implementing the decisions I will make for you later."

Amber slowly stood up and glanced at Raymondo who was crawling on the ground. Raymondo subconsciously lowered his body.

"If you perform well enough, then perhaps I will be pleased and accept you as a member of the Chi Nian clan."

"...Thank you! Thank you!" Raimondo could no longer restrain himself and thanked Amber almost madly. His tears mixed with sweat and something else dripped onto the floor.

Although Amber's words were indeed a little elusive, they were like a flame in the cold winter, and Raimondo now firmly grasped it. Raimondo believed that what was waiting for them would be a much better life than when they were enslaved by the Red Crown Clan before.

"What's your name?"

"Respected Chief Chi Nian, my name is Raymondo!" Raymondo gave his name a little nervously.

"Raymondo, right? You will be the deputy I will send here to manage your new leader."

Amber paced a few steps toward the door of the room, speaking slowly. Raymondo widened his eyes, looking quite unbelievable.

“Do what you have to do.”

Like a reminder or a warning, Amber lifted the curtain, walked out of the room, and headed towards the outside of the Red Crown Clan.

Yi and his group followed behind Amber, and the crowd subconsciously made way for them. Only after Amber and her group slowly moved away did they dare to gather in front of the house where Raymondo was. They looked inside nervously until Raymondo finally calmed down and walked out of the room.

He announced Amber's arrangement to the crowd gathered here. Regardless of anything else, the visible benefits of being able to have a good meal and not having to worry about being "liquidated" were enough to make them feel favorable towards the leader of the Chi Nian clan whom they had never met before. They were a little dazed, and only when Raymondo selected some people to prepare cooking did they slowly come out of that trance.

Although the temperature was below zero, they did not feel cold for a moment. The joy of survival overcame the cold.

This is what Amber wanted to achieve, to give benefits, but not too much. Even though she had planned to absorb these people into the Chi Nian clan and expand the clan as soon as she saw them, she had to manually create a "process" to make them feel that they had fought for it, and it was Amber's "kindness" that gave them this opportunity, and they seized it.

Things given directly may not necessarily be cherished, so this process is very necessary.

"Maha, do you have any idea of ​​becoming a leader?" On the way back, the night was still dark, and Amber suddenly made a proposal to Maha.

Upon hearing this, Maha immediately understood what Amber meant. He thought for a moment and nodded.

"I think I have the ability. If you believe in me, I can give it a try."

"Okay, then I'll leave that clan to you. I'll tell you what to do later. Tonight, after the leaders of the Li and Ya clans arrive for the appointment, you will take the table as the leader of the Chi Nian clan branch and participate in the negotiations."

"Okay." Maha's response was brief and powerful. Managing the branch clan was a very important task. Amber gave him this task, which proved that she trusted him very much.

In fact, this is true. Although Maha and Amber had some minor frictions before, it depends on the specific situation. Maha witnessed his father risking his life to cover the clan, and the shock he felt was no less than anyone else. It is normal for him to be emotionally unbalanced.

Afterwards, he did express his apology through his actions, and he gave his all to complete any task without slacking off at all.

In addition, before Amber came, Maha had always been trained as the next leader. He was not weak in ability, but he just didn't have the opportunity to show it.

Maha will not let Amber down, just as Amber knows that Maha will not let her down. This is a tacit understanding between them.

In comparison, he is more suitable for "financial" work, so Amber naturally wants to keep such a talent by her side to share her worries.

"Let's go back and prepare for the meeting tonight... I don't know how Dixia is coping."