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

"You're using spice fruit grown in a place with heavy moisture. The spice you grind into has three flavors mixed together, so you're pretending to be three different spices—but that's not why I came here today."

Abdul took out a chisel and a hammer from his waist and threw them at the shop owner's feet. The sound of the iron falling to the ground scared the shop owner so much that he trembled violently. He thought to himself, it's over. This person is not friendly.

Chapter 3: The Four Reunited

"Do you know what this chisel and hammer mean here?" Abdul put his right hand on the hilt of the sword. Under the shopkeeper's sharp gaze, cold sweat appeared on his forehead in just a moment.

"No wonder you didn't know. You've only been here a few days, right? Your father borrowed 3 Mora from the Chi Nian Clan as start-up capital for the store, with a stipulation that the Mora be repaid with 20% interest plus the principal after one year. As far as I know, your father returned home a week ago due to illness and left the store in your care temporarily. Didn't your father tell you to repay the loan before he left?"

"No, no, no! He didn't tell me!" The shop owner shook his head frantically, his heart beating fast. He originally thought he could still fool people, but now the other party came to his door directly!

"Really? But what I heard was that your father repeatedly told you to remember to pay back the money, and my people have already notified you twice. We have a rule here that says three times is the limit, and this third time... it won't be so easy."

Abdul slowly drew out the sword. When the shopkeeper heard the sound of the sword being unsheathed, his eyes widened, and he quickly prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed to Abdul to apologize.

"It's my fault! It's my fault! I will definitely pay it back! Tomorrow - no, now!"

"If your store is truly in trouble, we'll give you some time, but from what I understand, business isn't slow."

"Tsk tsk... If that were all, you would have suffered only a little physical pain - not much, just a nail. But you actually tried to be sneaky in front of me just now. I don't like your attitude." As he said that, Abdul swung the sharp blade in his hand. The sound of the long blade swinging in the air scared the owner, and he almost jumped up.

"Don't worry, we are not that cruel. Let me tell you about the rules here." Abdul spoke like an elder to a younger generation. His tone was very kind and gentle, but his eyes were extremely cold, like a piece of ice.

"Minor offenses receive a verbal warning and a fine. Minor offenses receive a fine and a severance pay. Mistakes like yours—" Gabriel pushed the hammer and chisel to the shopkeeper's feet with his long knife, "—must at least be compensated by cutting off one of your own fingers."

"Ah...ah..." The shop owner was so frightened by Abdul's look and actions that he was speechless. He kowtowed violently and begged Abdul to show mercy.

"Beg for mercy? Begging for mercy also takes time. If you wait until I lose my patience, I will do it for you. By then, you can't say for sure whether I will chop off two, three, or a whole hand." Abdul had no mercy on this kind of person. This person knew the contract, and paying off the debt would not have much impact on him, but sometimes... This is what happens to people who are blinded by greed. Taking his money is like taking his life. When he first started doing this job, Abdul had seen too many such incidents.

In the past, he would only show up if the incident was at least at the level of a broken hand, but now that the "rules" have become deeply rooted in people's minds, such incidents are becoming less and less common, and even broken fingers are considered rare. If he doesn't move around, his body will rust.

"You! Don't you have any mercy at all? You are resorting to lynching! It's against the edict!" Seeing that begging for mercy didn't work, the shop owner tried to threaten Abdul, but he never expected that Abdul was completely unmoved.

What a joke! Did he think these weren't tacitly approved by the Faith? The forest had its own Faith, and the desert had its own rules. The Faith had never protected the people of the Sand before, so it naturally had no right to interfere with the rules of the Desert now.

"Here, the rules of the desert are the rules. I'll give you 10 seconds."

Abdul spat out one cold number after another, and remained unmoved no matter how much the shop owner begged for mercy.

"3..."

"I'll chop! I'll chop!" The shop owner tremblingly picked up the hammer and chisel, sat on the ground, clamped the chisel with his feet and aimed it at the knuckle at the base of the little finger.

Abdul's eyes were cold, as if urging him. The shop owner gritted his teeth, made up his mind, clenched the hammer and hit it hard. With a heart-wrenching scream, the shop owner rolled on the ground, holding the wound on his little finger.

"It only took a moment, but it showed your determination. It saved me from further suffering." Abdul leaned over and put away the hammer and chisel, along with the little finger.

He ignored the shopkeeper's distressed expression, simply tossed down a packet of powder and made a final announcement: "Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, personally deliver the outstanding debts to the brigade. Do not attempt to escape. You can inquire about the fate of those people."

After he finished speaking, Abdul left the shop without looking back, and this little episode soon came to an end.

Abdul closed the door, blocking out the painful screams that were still ringing out. He solemnly straightened his clothes. He had some important business to attend to and also had to meet an old friend.

Abdul walked straight along the main road towards the Chinanian tribe. On the way, he came to the notice board and tied his little finger and hung it on one side. This was also the rule here. The price paid by some so-called "typical" people would be displayed here to convince the public. There were also cases of broken hands in the first two years.

The current scene of the market makes it easy to forget that it has only been established for 4 years, and the peace that is far from what it should have been in 4 years was brought about by such thundering means, which is cruel, but efficient enough.

The entire market is built on a very wide road, which is only 300 meters long. According to the local saying, it is less than "one mile" - that is, 500 meters long.

Currently, the entire Chi Nian clan accommodates 5000 members. Many shop owners and permanent stall owners in the market will also rent a house directly in the clan. But even so, if the entire clan's land is regarded as a square, it is only less than one kilometer long and less than one mile wide, which is about 800 meters x 400 meters. Thanks to Amber's reasonable planning early on, the houses are arranged in order.

Abdul walked slowly to the Chi Nian clan. At this time, most of the clan members had returned to their houses to rest, but there were still a few old people chatting in the square.

They greeted Abdul warmly, and Abdul waved in return and walked straight to the reception room which had been completely transformed.

The reception room was not rebuilt, but re-planned. It was originally used as a warehouse. The current reception room has expanded a lot, and its internal layout has also changed a lot.

Abdul knocked on the door, reminded everyone inside, and then pushed it open. There were three people sitting at the long table, Amber, Yi and Maha, waiting for him.

"It seems everyone is here." Abdul smiled from the heart, closed the door and sat on the chair, and the few of them smiled at each other.

Ever since Maha went to the branch clan to manage the affairs, we seldom met. He also had a lot of things on his hands. It was only in the past two years, after the initial accumulation period, that he had some free time. He took the opportunity to come to the Chinanian clan to get the Mora belonging to the members of the branch clan to get together.

"Oh, it's really emotional to see the original Chi Nian clan develop to what it is today." Maha seemed to have started reading literary works from the forest without knowing when, and now he spoke with a scholarly demeanor. This look, which was very different from the past, amused everyone present. He actually had some sense of humor now.

"Hey, don't laugh. I can only say that it was only after I became a leader that I realized the difficulties of being a leader. Even with Amber's help, it was not easy. It was not until two years ago that I had my own library. However, in terms of wheat fields, my side is not much behind this side." Mach sighed happily. Compared with previous years, he had lost a lot of his sharpness and became much more stable, looking like a leader should.

"It's not easy for you to survive. According to common sense, a new chief will first familiarize himself with the old chief for two or three years and then slowly take over the responsibilities of the chief. But you were forced to take the position directly, which is already remarkable." Yi explained on the side, while Amber just smiled to himself and picked up the glass of date wine. Seeing this, the people present also picked up their glasses and took a sip.

Of course, not all the dates will be exported. A lot of them will be consumed within the clan. They will be eaten while fresh or refined into sugar, dried fruits, or used to make wine. The winemaking technology of the Chinanian clan has been improved by Amber and combined with the technology from the forest, and it can be said that it is capable of producing high-quality wine. These wines are usually stored and opened and consumed on memorable holidays, or given as gifts. Due to the current production problem, there are few opportunities to sell them.

It is not strong, and it is soft and does not irritate the throat. It even tastes slightly sweet. In most cases, as long as you don't drink it in large quantities, you will only get slightly tipsy. This feeling of being slightly drunk and confused makes many people love it.

"Alright, it's a rare reunion today, so let's not talk about this, let's talk about something else." Amber changed the subject. If they continued, they would be led back to the original disaster that caused the original Chi Nian clan to wander. It was true that Maha had forced the issue, but so had Amber herself. But dwelling on this now was pointless; it would only dampen their good mood.

A few years have passed, and the original four people are now on the right track. Amber is the messenger of the Red King, Yi is in charge of the finances of the current Chinanian clan, Abdul manages the order of the entire market, and Maha manages the branch clan in an orderly manner.

It was rare for a few people to get together like today, and the atmosphere quickly became heated. Everyone was chatting and drinking, and the atmosphere was full of joy.

Just when the atmosphere was getting lively, there was a sudden noise outside the window. Abdul frowned and opened the window. The noise immediately poured into the reception room - along with the sound of moist water vapor and raindrops falling from the sky.

"......!" Everyone in the reception room changed their expressions at once. Yi also moved to the window, and Amber directly opened the door of the reception room. The breeze blew the leaves of the date palm trees on both sides of the road, and also caused some raindrops to fly into the reception room.

Under normal circumstances, there are no rain clouds in the desert, so there is naturally no normal rain, unless there is a strong wind that brings in external rain clouds. And what kind of scene will the strong wind cause in the desert? That is a sandstorm.

Normally, the scene of rain in the desert can be described as dangerous and magnificent, but this was different from the current situation. Although there was wind, it was only a breeze, and the rain quickly became heavier in just a few seconds. Originally, there were only a few drops of rain, but in the blink of an eye, they formed a scene of soybeans pouring down from the sky, and in another moment, it turned into a downpour.

"Okay, okay, stop looking." Amber closed the door. The source of the noise outside also shifted to the surrounding houses. It was obvious that she saw that something was wrong and went back to the house to avoid the rain.

"Oh my god, this is the first time I've seen such a scene - I've seen more sandstorms than this!" Maha closed the window in a daze. Before closing it, he did not forget to stretch out his hand to feel the heavy rain, and his tone was quite trembling.

Indeed, in the past year, as the environmental governance work of the entire wind erosion area has come to an end, there has been an extremely obvious improvement in the environment. The originally fatal temperature difference has disappeared, there are more obvious seasons than before, and there are even many clouds in the sky.

It rained during this period, but most of them were small showers that lasted only one or two minutes. How could there be such a downpour like the one we are experiencing now?

Everyone present knew exactly what this meant. Abdul thought to himself that it was no wonder that he had only felt that it got dark earlier and much darker than usual. It was just that the joy of meeting an old friend made him fail to notice these things.

"...That's great." Amber listened to the excited shouts coming from various houses outside, and for a moment she felt her heart surging. Perhaps the people of the Sand had never seen such a situation in the desert. They opened the windows and shouted loudly to the outside, and for a moment they were like a group of monkeys. The excitement was completely audible and empathetic.

They smiled at each other, then sat back in their chairs, continuing to enjoy this rare moment of leisure accompanied by the sound of rain and shouts.

Chapter 4: What a Rain Brings

The rain lasted longer than usual, and it kept pouring for several minutes. This was an amount of rainfall that was unimaginable in the past. The party of the four continued for more than ten minutes after the rain stopped, and came to an end.

Maha will lead the team back to the branch tribe early tomorrow morning. Yi and Abdul's work is also very busy, and Amber still has a lot of things to deal with as usual. The three of them cleaned up the reception room and quickly returned to their respective rooms.

The air that rushed into the nostrils along the way was unprecedentedly fresh, with some moisture in it, and excited shouts could still be heard from the Chi Nian clan from time to time.

"Auntie!" When Amber opened the door, it was little Jade who rushed towards her. Four years had passed and she was now 10 years old. She had grown a lot taller and stronger, and her personality was very lively and likable.

"It rained heavily just now--" Ah Ji also flew up from her nest. As the clan developed rapidly, the main road of the clan was a gravel road paved with gravel. Amber's room was no longer used for experiments, but a room dedicated to research was set up next door.

Compared to the original house, the interior of this place has become more formal. There is no longer a lot of miscellaneous items piled up like before. Little Jade still sleeps with her out of habit, but Aji has his own little bed - in fact, it is just a small nest modified from a basket.

After four full years, the Chi Nian clan has truly reached the height that Amber had imagined. Although the size of these 5000 people can only be considered a village compared to the previous life, it is already extremely precious in the desert, and it is something that the people of the sand did not dare to even think about before all this happened.

Amber squatted down and hugged little Jade, rubbed her head, and pinched Aji's face, which made Aji dissatisfied.

Little Jade explained to Amber her excitement at seeing the rain, and Amber listened quietly. She seemed to be becoming more and more like a mother in her treatment of little Jade. It was quite interesting to say that although she didn't have any real children yet, she already had the experience of being a mother.

Little Jade spoke for a long time before she finished speaking everything she had to say.

"Okay, okay, it's getting late. Little Luna should go to sleep peacefully." Amber rubbed little Jade's head one last time and put her on the bed. Little Jade nodded obediently, took off her clothes and got into bed.

Amber was not in a hurry to rest. She took a piece of paper and wrote and drew. At this time, in order not to disturb little Jade's rest, the light had been blown out, but the darkness did not affect Amber's vision at all. With the sound of the pen tip writing on the paper, little Jade slowly fell asleep as usual.

"Speaking of which, Gabriel will be back soon, right?" Ah Ji sat on Amber's shoulder and spoke softly after confirming that little Jade was asleep. Nearly five years have passed since the first group of Sand People came to study. After completing the first two years of systematic education, those Sand People scholars have a lot of free time at their disposal - although this period is usually a busy time for preparing papers and research in preparation for graduation, Gabriel finally has the opportunity to come back to see little Jade.

"Yes, it's finally time for the first batch of talents to return. I have to think about how to arrange their positions then. I'll be busy again--" Amber sighed. Although she said that she was going to be busy again, the corners of her mouth were raised. Compared with the many rewards she could get from it, her busyness was nothing.

Things developed just as she expected. After she solved a series of problems caused by absorbing the Sand People from the outside world to expand the size of the Wind Erosion Land Clan three years ago, the current situation was justified.

Thinking back to when the market was first established, it was a place where people would come and go from time to time. There was no such order as it is now. With so many people, the thoughts of all kinds of people became complicated. This was something she could not handle properly even as a messenger of God. In fact, there was a big problem right now.

That is, as the wind erosion land entered the final stage of work, many sand people had a thought that "this is good enough", as if only the wind erosion land had changed, and the sand people of the entire desert gathered here, and their lives would be better. It seemed that there was no need to continue to promote environmental governance work outward.

Is this really the case? No, after four or five years of intensive remediation, the wind-eroded land has indeed reached a stage of "positive feedback." The environment has improved, and many of the original problems have gradually disappeared. Each clan within the federation is like a "company," with her as the leader conducting business. The rewards are distributed appropriately to everyone, ensuring that every Sand People who participates in the work benefits.

Amber had been mentally prepared for the current situation several years ago, and it is an unavoidable part of current development. On the surface, the crisis seems to have been resolved, but fundamentally, this cannot keep up with future development - just one wind-eroded land is definitely not enough.

As life gets better and supplies become more abundant, there will be a population explosion, which will most likely cause the total population to increase several times within a generation. Not only will there not be enough land, but the current self-sufficiency will also lead to food shortages in the future. Therefore, it is necessary to continue to promote environmental governance. On the other hand, she has also arranged for people to start promoting "family planning" in the market where many people of the sand gather.

It basically talks about how the current situation has just reached self-sufficiency. Having too many children in the future will not only make her life difficult, but also make the children suffer with her. She advocates raising no more than two to three children in a family, and combines this with her future plans to steadily advance and ensure that this most basic self-sufficiency can be maintained at all times.

In previous lives, when faced with such situations, responses were often only made after the problem occurred - the reason was simply that there were no examples to refer to, and naturally, there was no awareness of this. But Amber has too many references, and by responding in advance, it can ensure that this critical development period can proceed steadily and become stronger.

If the benefits brought by the first batch of talents can really be as she expected, then there will be "surplus" on top of self-sufficiency. On the one hand, these surpluses can be used as insurance for emergencies, and on the other hand, they can be used for export in exchange for more Mora.

As for environmental improvements, she had already made arrangements for this. Why did she share the profits from the date palms with every member of the tribe? It was to foster a sense of reward for labor and cultivate the people of the sand's pursuit of Mora.

After solving the most basic problem of food and clothing, spiritual needs will naturally arise, and these needs need to be supported by Mora. How can we obtain Mora? And from whom can we obtain Mora?

Coincidentally, thanks to the fact that the market was created by her and was firmly controlled by her, the unique conditions she created brought her a lot of income. She was basically not short of money, and this money could be used for future development - such as issuing rewards to people who participated in environmental governance, which was settled once a month. Even though exporting dates was very profitable, it was only once a year, and the cycle was ultimately too long.

You're just sitting around doing nothing anyway, and when the time comes you'll either be doing nothing all day or finding a job to earn some extra money, so why not just go back to doing the job you're already familiar with?

Amber had also thought about maintaining the previous status quo, continuing to bind the people of the sand together with ideals and the future to steadily advance subsequent governance work, but these are no longer tenable at the moment. The overall environment in Teyvat is like this, and with so many people, people's hearts are also complicated. It is better to give direct rewards to be more stable.

Furthermore, after the oasis expands steadily, the cultivated land can also be expanded accordingly. When the land is divided again, the current "company" model will become a thing of the past. What will come next will be a new system that uses land as a production tool and families as production units. Such a system will be more conducive to future development.

Amber's thoughts have always been so complicated. What she imagines in her mind are far beyond the present, things that most people would not understand even if she explains them. Many times, she can only bury her head and do practical things, and use the results to convince the many people of the sand who follow her.

As for how future generations will judge, analyze, or even view her, she doesn't care. These have nothing to do with the present. She has done her best to lay a solid foundation for future generations and has no regrets for anyone.

"Speaking of which, are there a lot of date palms piled up this year?" Ah Ji asked Amber a question. As she spent more and more time with Amber, she could be said to understand Amber's plans best and was the one most influenced by Amber. Naturally, she could see the problem of the date palm backlog at the moment.

At the beginning, Amber implemented the resolution that each clan should plant date palms for export in exchange for profits. The rewards brought were extremely generous and completely solved the demand of the people of Sand for date palms. In previous years, there was always a shortage of supply, but this year there were so many that the other party could not accept them all.

The problem is not that there is too much production. There is still a shortage of supply in the forest. The problem lies in transportation. Even though dates have a long shelf life, the time available for transportation is limited. If the output of dates for export is 100, then the merchants who purchase dates from outside can only transport 10 dates in one round trip, and the remaining 90 dates will be piled up, requiring those merchants to go back and transport them a second time.

But the shelf life of dates is limited. Even if it lasts a little longer than other fruits, it still has a limit. At present, merchants can only make seven more trips at most, so the 20 dates originally intended for export are piled up and can only be digested internally.

This situation can be summarized into three points: first, the road problem; second, the transportation problem; and third, the problem of overly single export products.

The road problem is actually no longer a problem at the moment. Amber had previously specially built a gravel-paved trade road to connect Kawanyi and Chinanian Market. More reliable roads are not yet available for construction, so the only problems left are the last two.

The problem with transportation is that due to the environment of the desert and even the entire Xumi environment, the only means of transportation are pack animals carrying goods or pulling carts. This method of transportation has its limits after all. In the long run, it is necessary to reform the transportation method, not only for the date palm, but also for the more distant future.

A production method that is too single means that only raw products can be produced. In fact, among these products, producing raw products is the least profitable. The subsequent products produced after processing are often the most profitable. For example, directly selling wheat is obviously not as profitable as selling bread. Many people do not want higher profits, but their "hands" cannot reach it, so they can only give up.

That is why Amber developed a new technology to make wine using date palms, with the aim of directly skipping the current "middlemen" and forming a one-stop processing and sales route.

The more Mora you have, the better. Amber personally does not have much demand for Mora, but investing these Mora in subsequent construction will make the desert better and the lives of the people of the sand better.

"There are quite a lot of them in backlog. I had anticipated this situation a long time ago, so I bought the backlog of dates with my own money. As for those dates... they naturally became the extra batch of date wine produced in the past few days." As she spoke, Amber smacked her lips, as if recalling the taste of the previous date wine. After experiments, the technology has matured, and this batch of date wine will be given as "samples" to those who are interested to taste, thus establishing a new channel.

"As for the method of transportation, I already have an idea, it's not a problem." As she said this, Amber deliberately kept it a secret, which aroused Aji's curious look.

"Actually, it's a transportation balloon that has appeared in recent years. I plan to invest in it and have its designer design a new generation of transportation balloons according to my requirements."

"I believe that something like this will bring about a huge change in the transportation methods of the entire desert, the entire Xumi, and even the entire Teyvat."

Chapter 5: Graduation Thesis Controversy

"Damn it! This is so infuriating!"

In Xumi City, in the room where Asheng and Melk lived together, Melk rolled up his sleeves, revealing the solid muscles on his arms. It was hard to imagine that a mere scholar like him could have such a strong body - most scholars who stayed in one place for a long time to study would not be so strong.

Melk was so angry at this time that the veins on his forehead were almost bulging. It was hard to imagine what made him so angry.

"Oh..." Ah Sheng beside him changed from his usual energetic look, his eyes full of helplessness and a little despair.

"No! I have to punch him today!" Melk stomped his feet and was about to rush out of the house, but was stopped by Asheng.

"Don't! You'll never graduate if you keep doing this!"

"What should I do? Am I going to watch him steal the results of your two years of hard research and then write his name on it? I will never swallow this!" Melk took a deep breath. The anger that rushed to his head almost made him suffocate.

He and Asheng have known each other for more than four years. In the beginning, he paid Asheng to use his name on his homework, but later on, the two of them got along better and better. Melk did not have those bad habits. Instead of being a scholar, he wanted to be an adventurer and explore around. Although Asheng had different goals from Melk, Melk admired that spirit from the bottom of his heart.

After completing the first two years of systematic learning, Asheng plunged into research head-on. Taking their friendship into consideration, he formed a team with Melk. As usual, Melk only needed to help out while Asheng studied the topics he had set for himself.

Melk thinks Asheng's research is very practical. He calls this research "scientific breeding method", which is basically about how to breed in a way that can reduce the probability of livestock and poultry getting sick, increase the survival rate of birthing and hatching, and how to increase meat production and several principles that should be followed in breeding.