Cthulhu Gonfalon

There is only one country in the mainland that is not troubled by the drought, which is the Northwestern Republic.

The Northwestern Republic is located at the most northwestern tip of the mainland, and the weather is cold. Because of the cold, there is a lot of snow and ice accumulated here, and the groundwater resources are also very rich.

Not only that, this land is not rich, no matter plants or animals, agriculture is not developed, and water consumption is not high. Several large water projects are industrial, so long as they are suspended, there is no need to worry about water shortage.

Moreover, the population of the Northwestern Republic is not large, and its own demand is not large, so even in this drought year, the Northwest Republic still maintains a relatively stable water supply. Even the world has even traveled to the Northwest Republic to travel, just to enjoy the unlimited supply of water.

During this time, Xiong Xiong did not care much about the Northwest Republic. Anyway, there is no shortage of water. But when he was busy, he got a little unexpected news.

The city of the northernmost city of the Golden Coin, the “Double Head” city, decided to leave the Gold Coin Federation and merge it into the Northwest Republic.

"Hey? Why is this?" After getting the news, he took a nap and asked.

"For the sake of water." The chief executive of the company, who was in charge of the report, sighed and said, "They have been suffering from a lack of water and found that there is sufficient water supply in the rye city. It is very eye-catching. After several discussions, Made this decision."

"Only for the sake of water, they don't even care about the country?" Yan Xiong was shocked. "Their festivals! Those who decide the big politics of the city, are there no shame?"

"What is the exercise, it only makes sense for the living talents." Felix shook his head. "Not to mention... Watching his wife and children thirsty and even their lips are cracked. In this case, where is shame on?" I feel it is clear at a glance."

Xiongxiong was silent. After a while, he sighed and asked, "Are you promised?"

"We haven't refused yet." Felix replied, "This matter needs to be decided by you."

"That is to say... good guys, bad guys, in short, I need to make a decision, right?"

"You can understand that this kind of thing is really not something we can decide."

Yan Xiong thought about it, let her wait, and then went to find the goddess of wealth and talked about it.

The goddess of wealth did not mean to be angry. He was silent for a while, and finally sighed softly and said, "This is good, at least they can not endure thirst."

"I always feel that this is not the right thing."

"Maybe, but there is no more appropriate way now." The goddess of wealth smiled and said, "If you really feel that it is not appropriate, then refuse."

This is the turn of the next time, the hero is silent.

Refuse? He feels a bit unspeakable.

He asked himself not to be a moral model, but he couldn't do anything like this when he saw that others were thirsty.

He once asked whether the Northwestern Republic could support some water resources for the Union of Gold Coins. However, after analysis and discussion, it was finally determined that the Northwestern Republic did not actually have the ability to provide support to others - it was not that they were very short of water, but that they were too far away.

Distance determines the cost of transportation, and even a thousand miles away, even a cup of tea can sell silver. The Northwestern Republic is located at the edge of the border, far away from the civilized world. Even if they want to support others, this far distance allows them to afford a delivery capacity that is almost negligible.

In fact, even if the two cities joined the Northwestern Republic, they could not get enough water. If you can't get what you need, you have to ask a question mark.

People who can be double-headed in the city have no choice, or they have already reached the point where they are about to die and see a straw that is desperately hugged.

For such people, even if they can only supply drinking water, they can already save lives.

Can save lives!

Kazuo sent a avatar and made a circle in the city, then he was silent.

The severity of the drought made him shocked.

Let him once again confirm that he really can't say anything to refuse.

So things settled down. A few days later, the Magi in the Northwestern Republic rushed to the Double Head City with a lot of water storage props, filling one of the pool tanks that had already been prepared.

The soldiers of the two-headed Yucheng City endured the thirst and desperately maintained order, lest the people fight to grab the drinking water.

After satisfying the drinking water, the mages of the Northwestern Republic went to the field to replenish the crops in the most economical way possible.

This work is much harder than before. They are busy, like a pigeon, constantly going back and forth to the rye canyon. Every time they bring the water of life, they always feel like a glass of water.

"Damn!" In the end, Yan Xiong couldn't stand it. He yelled and found Vier. "Do you know where the **** of the gods of the drought is?"

Vier snorted and asked, "What do you ask this?"

"I am going to catch Him and force him to end the drought!"

"If he refuses?"

"Then I will kill him!" said the male.

"It's useless." Viyer shook his head. "If you kill him, you can end the drought. The **** of justice has already been shot, and it still needs to wait until now!"

"Useless?"

"Yeah, rain and drought are natural phenomena. The **** of drought can make a vow to promote the onset of human drought. But if you want to stop the drought, he can't do it. Only by letting the **** of rain also make a vow can you It is raining down. This is not a problem that violence can solve."

"Can't kill him?" "I don't believe that violence can't solve the problem, but violence can solve those who bring problems!"

"Even if he is killed, the drought will not end." Vie sighed. "The problem has already formed. In fact, the **** of drought is now panicking. He is trying to shrink the scale of the drought."

“What?!” Yan Xiong was shocked. “Is it all dry like this, or is it ‘try to shrink the scale of the drought?” You won't be fooled by him! ”

"Fudge? You didn't notice that Joel Gadman rarely spoke this time? He has now come to the godland of the **** of drought, and is grinding the axe beside the **** of drought. The **** of drought is about to cry. it is good……"

Yuxiong understands that his brother has already taken action.

However, the effect is not obvious.

"So, what if you hacked the **** of drought now?" He asked, after all, not giving up.

Viyer thought for a moment, shook his head and sighed and said, "Probably... this drought will really develop to the point where it is out of control..."

Yuxiong was silent for a long time, and finally couldn’t help but swear.