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

"Indeed, the uncles in the clan also said that I look like my mother."

Amber chatted a little about family matters, and for a moment the atmosphere between the three of them was very pleasant, which made her more approachable. The people of the Sand, who had rarely seen this rumored "Lord Messenger of God", also relaxed a lot after seeing this.

"Okay, I'm going to give them a talk next. Ah Luo, you should go and have a rest first."

After hearing what Amber said, Luo knew that it was time to get down to business. He nodded and left quickly. Amber also opened the door of the conference room and motioned for the people present to come in.

More than ten people sat in the not-so-big conference room at once. Gabriel sat at the front of the group. As Ah Ji closed the door, Amber stood in front of everyone and looked around at everyone present.

They were both men and women, some were as old as Gabriel and some were no more than 16 years old, and most were around 20 years old like Asheng. They all knew in advance what they were going to do here and had made some mental preparations.

"Since some of you haven't met me yet, let me introduce myself. I'm the leader of the Chi Nian clan, and I'm also the 'Chi Wang Divine Envoy' who brought your clans together to form the Chi Nian Union. My real name is Amber."

As Amber spoke, the expressions on the faces of the people present varied, but most of them were in awe, and they seemed quite uncomfortable.

"Hehe, don't be so nervous." Amber chuckled, her amber eyes emitting charming light. In just a moment, she seemed to have shed the halo of a messenger of God, and instead looked like a charming and gentle elder sister. As she spoke, Aji also unwrapped the package on the table, and a total of twelve hourglasses appeared in front of everyone.

Amber didn't rush to explain, instead bringing up something else: "Actually, without the halo of being a divine messenger, I'm not that different from you. We're all human, with human emotions and desires, and human flaws. The only difference between you and me is that I possess a little more knowledge than you."

Everyone present relaxed unconsciously during Amber's words, and was surprised to see another side of the Lord God's Messenger. This side was different from what they had imagined. He didn't look like a "God's Messenger", but more like an ordinary person like them.

This makes people feel unconsciously familiar.

Seeing Amber's expression, Gabriel understood and smiled helplessly. "Just a little more knowledge?" Could it be that this little bit was the difference between heaven and earth?

But he naturally wouldn't point it out. Teachings based on majesty might be deeply rooted in people's hearts, but they might not necessarily convince people. On the contrary, words like this one based on intimacy are easier to remember.

"Perhaps many people think I'm omnipotent, but I must clarify that this is not the case." Amber chuckled and raised a finger. "Just like, I can't solve the current high-end education problems here by myself. This is also the reason why I called you here."

"I believe you all already know this, and I want to say: Yes, I need you to stand up, the Chi Nian Federation also needs you to stand up, and the entire desert needs you to stand up." Amber waved her hands to both sides, as if to "open up" the minds of everyone present. As she spoke and moved, emotions were powerfully aroused.

This so-called "meaning of what you do" sometimes has a fatal attraction to people. Nothing is more inspiring than "being needed".

"You are all the most promising talents in the clan, and your goal this time is to bring the knowledge of the forest back to the desert, to every Sand People, to make your families and compatriots stronger, and to make your homeland stronger."

Amber used firm words to mobilize everyone before the action. Based on the previous intimacy, her words were deeply rooted in people's hearts, while Aji placed the hourglass in front of each learner one by one.

The students present didn't know what it was, so Amber explained it.

"This hourglass is filled with the most common sand in the desert—the sand from your hometown. I give you a portion of the land beneath your feet as a farewell gift. I hope that no matter where you go, you will remember: your hometown is cheering you on, and what you carry on your shoulders is your hometown. You came from the desert, and you will eventually return to the desert."

"I know that many of you are confused about the future and afraid of the new environment. This is normal and not a sign of cowardice."

Amber looked at the students present one by one, and her firm eyes were like a powerful shot of adrenaline, giving them endless confidence.

"But don't retreat! Even if there are thousands of roads in this world, for the people of the sand, there is no retreat!"

"Some Forest People think the Sand People are barbaric and brutal, but you must tell them: That's not the case! I want you to remember your mission. You carry your homeland on your shoulders. You must show them the demeanor of the so-called Sand People! Tell them—you are all great!"

"I want you to remember what happened to Asheng's father, and what happened to the people of the sand, and turn this into motivation for you to move forward, and the pursuit of knowledge!"

"This hourglass, turned upside down, has leaked out for exactly 10 minutes. This is to tell you that time is fleeting, and you must work hard within the limited time. When you return, the more you have learned, the more people of the Sand will be freed from the sea of ​​suffering."

"—The future of the Sand People rests on your shoulders and in your hearts."

The conference room fell silent for a moment. The students widened their eyes and breathed excitedly. What Amber said fully aroused their emotions and made them fully aware of the heavy responsibility they were shouldering.

Such an important task falls on them, which is both a burden and an honor. Most of the people of the sand pursue what they think is glory, and there is nothing more glorious than making a contribution to the entire desert.

"My Lord God's Messenger! I will definitely keep your teachings in mind!"

It was Ah Sheng. He stood up excitedly, holding the hourglass tightly in his hand, his eyes full of determination and excitement.

With Ah Sheng taking the lead, the others stood up one by one and expressed their determination in loud voices. Even Gabriel stood up from the bottom of his heart to greet Amber.

"Okay, okay!" Amber looked at the students one by one and affirmed their will.

"You must remember that you all come from the same place, you are one entity, and you represent the entire desert. Your words, actions, and every gesture reflect the image of the people of the desert."

"Be confident, but not arrogant; be firm in your beliefs, but don't get stuck in a rut; pursue knowledge, but don't be too reckless; make good friends, study hard, and when you return, your hometown will rise."

Amber patted the students on the shoulders one by one, read out each of their names, and gave them affirmation and encouragement.

This practice did not last too long. On the contrary, the continuous stimulation would make people feel tired. Amber stopped at the right time and told them to hurry back to the prepared room to rest, as they had to set off early tomorrow morning.

As the students left one after another, Amber also walked out of the conference room. She looked up at the night sky. The stars were shining brightly tonight. At the end of the stars, on the roof of the house, Gabriel was sitting there with little Jade. The father and daughter were looking at the stars and talking to each other.

Seeing this, Amber just smiled and left space for the father and daughter. Aji sat on her shoulders and the two walked towards the house.

"Father, are you leaving tomorrow?" Little Jade sat in Gabriel's arms, both of them wrapped in the same thick cloak. Because of the low temperature at night, little Jade's face was a little red.

There was still a hint of melancholy in her voice. She raised her head and looked at her father's face. Gabriel's face, with traces of time, was gazing at the starry sky, his eyes filled with emotions that little Jade could not understand.

"...Yes." Gabriel lowered his head and rubbed Jade's head. "Father also wants to be with Jade like this every day, but there are things that Father must do. This matter cannot be done without Father. While I'm away, Jade, please listen to Auntie, okay?"

"Do I have to do it... Then there's nothing I can do." Little Jade sighed and held her father's hand. "I promised you, Dad, that I would listen to my aunt."

"..." Gabriel looked at the sensible appearance of little Jade and listened to her sensible words. A sense of guilt welled up in his heart and he sighed deeply.

I just hope that I can finish my studies sooner and return to little Jade sooner. As Gabriel thought about it, he looked up at the starry sky again.

"Yufei, if you were still alive, would you support my decision?"

A little ahead.

The editor said that the word count of our book was almost enough and it was time to put it on the shelves, so he asked me to write a thank you note for the book, so I wrote it.

Well... everything else will be put on hold for a bit. We know what you most want to see right now. Although the update will be a little late tomorrow (we have to wait for the system to change the book's status to be on the shelves), we will update a few more chapters. Considering that each chapter has more than 3 words, there should be more than 8 chapters tomorrow, at least 8 chapters.

Asking for some tickets——!!

There is actually not much else I want to say. The reason for the birth of this book is very random. I wanted to see a text describing the Sumeru Desert, and I felt that this environment is quite suitable for a plot similar to "The Godfather". But as I wrote, it went a bit off track and tended to lead the people of the sand to fight against the desert and achieve a transformation from nothing to something and from poverty to wealth. It is more like a farming text.

But this is not bad.

By the way, let me complain... Most fan fiction nowadays is quite homogenized. I haven't read any novels for a long time, and I am often discouraged by them. For example, the settings for gameplay (such as classic prices and Mora denominations) are directly copied into the novel without making any changes - this is actually quite crappy.

It's not a big problem, and we can't say for sure what's the right way to go before the official price is set, but it's just very crude.

But if I say this, I feel like I'm trying to praise one over the other, as if I'm trying to show off how reasonable my settings are. So, first of all, I have to state that I don't mean that. Then, let me stack some armor.jpg

The above opinions and comments represent only my own superficial views and are speculation, not reality. They have nothing to do with my group, my parents, my friends, or my province, city, or region. Any similarities are purely coincidental. We welcome polite discussions and appreciate your corrections. Don't argue; if you argue, you're right. This statement does not discriminate against any group or incite any confrontation. Let's all be calm and peaceful; civilized surfing depends on everyone.

There are pictures here, which can be viewed after the updated version

Let me complain about the weather here. It was so hot a few days ago that people wanted to wear short sleeves. Today it suddenly started to rain and snow. After noon, it started snowing directly. It was snowing heavily, like goose feathers. At this time in the evening, it was still snowing when I was sitting in front of the computer writing this -

Well, let’s stop here for my remarks and take a break.

Chapter 47: The Beginning of a New Era

"How does it feel?"

At the intersection of the Chinanian clan and Kawanyi, Aji looked at the backs of the group of students who were slowly leaving the Chinanian clan and asked Amber a question.

The temperature was relatively low in the early morning. Amber was wrapped in a thick cloak. She looked at the backs of the students as they walked away in a trance, and she had an inexplicable premonition in her heart.

“I feel like the beginning of a new era is now.”

"Is the evaluation so high?" Aji swung his legs and patted his face to wake himself up from the tiredness of just getting up.

"Oh, yes." Amber chuckled softly. She looked toward the forest, then turned and walked back to the clan. "After laying the foundation, my mission will be over. The 'Red King's Envoy' is still a 'Divine Envoy' after all. In people's hearts, he is not a complete 'human'. After I hand over the power, it will be the era of humanity."

"Hmm... indeed." Ah Ji was thoughtful. She thought of the powerful city of Gul. The Red King wanted to return power to human beings, so that people could govern people instead of blindly believing in and relying on God. However, the Red King acted too hastily, ignoring the "process" and insisting on "results". In the end, the rulers of Gul still re-established their faith in the Red King, which also laid the seeds for the destruction of Gul in the future.

Humans are like children of God. God hopes that his children can break away from him and become independent. But compared to the God of Rock, the Red King is a little too eager. He withdraws himself from the matter and leaves everything to others, but ignores the fact that his children do not have enough confidence and ability. Perhaps the one who does the best in this regard is the God of Wind who is rarely seen.

"But if you look at it this way, I'm also acting on behalf of God. It's pretty cool when you think about it." Amber joked. This sentence successfully made Aji laugh, and she couldn't control her expression for a moment.

"It's hard to imagine that you still have a sense of humor—" Aji's amber eyes shone, and she spoke quite relaxedly.

"Before, you always had a tense face and were busy with this and that. You hardly had any free time."

Upon hearing this, Amber recalled her previous state and agreed with it deeply.

"I won't be able to rest in the short term. It depends on when Gabriel and the others can finish their studies and return. Only then can I be truly liberated." Amber stretched her body and breathed a sigh of relief.

"So what are you going to do next?"

"The answer is - mixing potions."

"Ah... Another boring day at work."

Amber and Aji chatted with each other bit by bit. In three or four months, the first batch of saplings will have grown up. By then, it will be time to prepare for large-scale spraying of improved soil stabilizer to further solidify the surface sand. Then, grass seeds will be properly spread to cultivate grass to ensure vegetation coverage and prevent the soil that has been fixed with great difficulty from being eroded into sand by the wind again.

But before that, Amber still had to teach the children to read. Now that she has some free time, it's time for her to take over part of this work. This time, she can't ignore little Jade like she did before.

……

"How do you feel?" In Seno's residence, he was holding a "canon" that recorded the decrees and explaining the key points to Singer.

"I don't feel well." Singer looked at the scriptures whose pages were full of books and felt a headache. He took a deep breath and tried to keep himself in good condition.

"That's right." Seno's lips curled slightly, with a bit of evil taste. Even he didn't expect that he would be so happy when he saw someone going through the same hell as he had. Now he finally understood why so many seniors liked to watch the juniors recite scriptures.

"Oh, I really didn't expect that if I want to successfully become a disciplinary officer, I have to memorize all this..." Singer made a rather sad expression. He had just taught himself to read and write some time ago, but now the difficulty has been directly increased to hellish level. Singer has not been able to fully adapt to it, and his efficiency in memorizing the key points is still very low.

"After all, judging is part of a disciplinary officer's job. When you encounter a related matter, you must be able to understand which religious decree the other party has violated and what punishment they should receive. Therefore, being familiar with the religious decrees is an essential part of becoming a disciplinary officer."

Seno put the book down and spoke again, "But you've been reciting for two hours straight. Continuing would be counterproductive. Now, let me list some questions for you, and you explain the reasons based on the decree."

"Okay." Singer nodded readily and put the book down. He was a little over 1.8 meters tall, very strong, with very eye-catching muscles. Compared with Seno opposite him, the difference in size was extremely obvious, but he was relatively low-key in facing Seno's upcoming questions.

There's no way, he feels insecure about this.

"Take your case this time, for example. You clearly killed the sawmill owner and attacked the overseer. So why weren't you punished?"

Singh was lost in thought, recalling the decree he had recited earlier and the explanation given by Senor, and after a moment he gave his answer.

"I wasn't punished for attacking the supervisor because if I hadn't taken action at that moment, Luo's life would have been in danger. Furthermore, the supervisor didn't continue to use violence after he fell to the ground. Therefore, according to Chapter 3, Article 4 of the Fatwa, it was considered a courageous act."

"Yes, what about the death of the sawmill owner?" Seno was very satisfied with Singer's answer and nodded in affirmation.

"Because the sawmill owner had murderous intentions towards us, from an ordinary person's perspective, if he escaped and locked the door, our lives would be in danger. Furthermore, he had already reached for the dagger hidden on his body, which meant that from an ordinary person's perspective, he intended to attack us. According to Articles 7 and 9 of Chapter 3 of the Fatwa, we should have the unlimited right of self-defense at this time."

"I didn't realize you have such a good memory." Seno did not hesitate to praise Singer. He did not expect that Singer had such a strong memory that did not match his appearance. Few people could remember these boring instructions so quickly.

"Haha, I actually just realized it too." Singer laughed heartily. He didn't know that he was actually quite talented in this area. He picked up the book that was placed on the table and turned to the next chapter.

"Don't you want to go out for a walk?" Seno stood up and stretched his body. Singer had no place to live now, so he lived with Seno. Seno would take two hours every night to explain the parts that Singer didn't understand when he was reading the scriptures with the key points highlighted by Seno.

Today, Sino's work ended early, so it was only eight o'clock after the two hours, and it was not completely dark yet. Singer had not had a good time since he came here, which was quite a pity.

"Well... okay." Singer pondered for a moment and nodded. He had been reading books recently to increase his literary reserves and memory of the teachings. It was indeed time for him to go out and get some fresh air. It would not be good for his long-term learning efficiency to keep doing this.

"There's a restaurant in Xumi City that serves delicious food. Let's go there and have some. I'll treat you." Saying that, Seno pushed open the door.

"Okay." Singer did not refuse and accepted Seno's kindness frankly.

As a senior disciplinary officer, Seno has the "right to recommend". He can recommend anyone he thinks is suitable to be a disciplinary officer. Then, as long as that person passes the written test, he can officially become a trainee disciplinary officer, which is relatively simple.

Seno had his own considerations for using his power of recommendation on Singh, and Singh was capable of becoming an excellent disciplinary officer in terms of both martial arts and character, which was worth it.

At night, lights were on everywhere in Xumi City, and the roads were brightly illuminated. Singh had gotten used to the atmosphere of the rainforest during this time. The fresh plants were mixed with soil and moisture. This was different from the desert and Kawanyi. The pace of life was slow and leisurely, and there was no need to work as hard as in the desert.

However, there are also disadvantages. For example, Singer always feels that the quilt is damp and needs to be dried from time to time, especially on rainy days. The air is very fresh when it rains, which makes people feel relaxed and happy, but the quilt when it rains... just feels damp.

……

Compared to Singer's side, Falusan's side is actually busier. Many of the Sand People's foundation is not solid enough, so Falusan immediately launched a one-month intensive training course. During this month, they basically study as soon as they open their eyes, either learning from Falusan or learning on their own.

But no Sand People student fell behind, and this attitude was deeply loved by Falusan. Compared with those scholars who had real talents but were arrogant, Falusan still preferred the hard-working attitude of this group of people. This was what was called promising talent.

"Teacher Falusan, I'll leave the textbook here." Gabriel put down the textbook in his hand, his voice full of respect. After a few days of getting along, this scholar from the Academy of Religious Affairs, whom he had met a few times before but didn't know much about, actually mastered a lot of knowledge about the theory of ruins mechanisms, which just happened to be in line with the direction Gabriel wanted to study. He also had a heartfelt respect for Falusan.

There is a huge height difference between the strong and tall Gabriel and the more petite Falusan. Falusan also looks much younger than Gabriel. The scene of Gabriel respectfully calling Falusan "teacher" would probably make people who don't know the situation feel very strange.

"Well, okay." Falusan, who was taking notes, raised her head and confirmed that it was Gabriel. She spoke again, "Hepiter, are you sure you really want to be my student?"

"Well, is there any problem with this?" Gabriel nodded. He was a little confused about why Falushan asked this question. Could it be that the other party could not accept him as a formal student for some reason?

Although these people of the sand are now being taught by Falusan, they are not actually her students. After completing their basic education, Falusan does not care and is not responsible for which college they want to go to. For example, Asheng later decided to go to the Amirita College of the Life Theory School to study biology-related knowledge and develop in the direction of scientific farming.

As for Gabriel, his job is naturally to learn about the ruins, complete Youfei's research goals, and put an end to all this.

"That's not a problem, but how should I put it... My major is a century old—of course! It's definitely not outdated!"

"It's just that... it does seem awkward within the current Ministry of Education. Much of what it covers falls under the purview of the Myo-lun sect's Sahavara College, but it itself belongs to the Zhi-lun sect's Sravarman College. Myo-lun sect students who want to study mechanical knowledge are barred from this major by the ancient writing required, while Zhi-lun sect students who want to study ancient writing won't bother signing up for this major."

Speaking of this, Falushan sighed deeply. This was the reason why she had not recruited any suitable students even after more than a month. Although she held the attitude of "better to have nothing than to have someone of poor quality", the current situation also explained many problems.