Global Lord: Start As A Desert Lord

Gudong~ The Lord of the Dunes swallowed the last piece of meat and put down the bowl contentedly.

Then, from the corner of the eye, he saw the little boy with a bit of baby fat in front of him staring wide-eyed, looking in amazement at the rice bowl that was cleaner than a dog had licked it, and couldn't help but blush.

With a light cough, he quickly changed the subject.

"Little guy, thank you for the dinner, I am very satisfied... Can you tell me your name?"

The little boy smiled shyly, showing a bit of shyness, scratched his head, and whispered.

"Grandpa, my name is Wild Boar..."

Wild...pig? ?

Hearing this name, the Dune Lord was stunned for a long time.

This kind of name is only given by rural farmers who are illiterate and have been farming all their lives.

Those farmers believed that the lower the name of the newborn child, the easier it was to feed.

The emotions in my heart became more and more subtle.

"Who named you? Where are your parents?"

Hearing this, the little boy's eyes dimmed immediately.

"They were killed by a group of robbers the winter before last."

Killed by robbers?

The Lord of the Dunes was silent.

This is too common in this dangerous world. Among the ten orphans I saw outside, nine and a half had similar reasons.

Suppressing the emotions in my heart, I spoke again.

"Then why did you appear in this city? This is the desert of death..."

The little boy blinked and replied softly.

"Because our village can't survive anymore."

"The village head said that the army of the Rhinoceros Empire is coming, and we must leave. The people of the Rhinoceros Empire are worse than robbers!"

As he spoke, he scratched his head and organized his language before continuing.

"Later, the village head said that on the other side of the desert of death, there is no war and there are a lot of uncultivated farmland, so he took us and set off with the caravan."

"We encountered a sandstorm on the way, and many people died. In the end, the lord saved us."

The little guy obviously didn't have the talent for storytelling, what he said was dry and not at all attractive.

After finishing speaking, he looked at the Dune Lord curiously.

"Grandpa, were you also rescued by the lord?"

I......

These words made the dune lord feel a little bit heartbroken.

I'm going to be saved by that godly lord?

If it weren't for that bastard, he would still be planning how to rule the Death Desert.

But looking at those innocent eyes, he swallowed the words again.

He forced a smile.

"That's right, I was also saved by... the lord."

These words were so against his will that his face was a little distorted.

The little boy thought that the other party was sad, so he pretended to be an adult and comforted him.

"It's okay, grandpa, when I first came to Twilight City, I was just as scared as you."

"I also cried many times...It will be good to get familiar with this place later."

Said full of admiration.

"This city is the best territory I have ever seen. No one bullies me, Auntie Li, Uncle Jacko and the others...everyone says Twilight City is the best they have ever seen City!"

As he spoke, his eyes shone brightly.

"And after coming to Twilight City, I can eat enough! ... and meat!" The last few words were particularly heavy.

With a somewhat ostentatious and proud tone, the dune lord's emotions became subtler.

If it were someone else, no matter how much he sang praises, he would not care.

But these words were spoken from a seven or eight-year-old child, and the feeling was completely different.

Is this what a territory should look like?

He used to treat the Common residents as slaves, and the development model of frantic exploitation, is he wrong?

There was a bit of bewilderment in his eyes.

But after a while, he withdrew his mind and didn't think much about it.

The crystal coffin has been taken out, his city has been buried now, and he may not have a chance to regain the throne in this life.

After calming down, he said with some curiosity.

"How much food do you distribute for free every day?"

"Can eat enough!"

The little boy was very satisfied, his eyes turned into crescent moons, it was obvious that getting full was very important to him.

"How many people are the same age as you in Twilight City?"

The little guy touched his head in distress, then snapped his fingers and said in a low voice.

"There are... more than a hundred people? Last time Mr. Hunter said it, I forgot."

The Lord of the Dunes frowned.

"Mr. Hunter?"

This is, colleagues?

"That's right."

The little boy raised his head, full of admiration.

"Mr. Hunter is the teacher appointed by the lord. He is very knowledgeable. He knows what the Ice and Snow Empire is like! Everyone respects Mr. Hunter..."

The Lord of the Dunes looked at the little guy's eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable for some reason.

Knowing that an ice and snow empire can gain so much respect?

I'm too lazy to talk about each other, so I continued.

"Free food for all?"

"No, the lord said that when you reach the age of 14, you need to work to earn food."

"Below this age, Twilight can offer free..."

Said with some longing.

"I really hope to grow up soon, I also want to go to work and contribute my strength to Twilight City!"

"The lord said that labor is the most glorious!"

After speaking, there was a bit of pride on his face.

"Although I can't work now, I still go to study and learn knowledge every day."

"The lord said that studying now is to become a more excellent person, so that he can make more contributions to Twilight City in the future!"

A child's mind can't always hide things, and every sentence the lord said shows how prestige the owner of this land has in the hearts of the residents.

The dune lord's face changed slightly.

Seeing the other party's fiery gaze, he finally understood at this moment where the subtle point had been felt before.

Even a seven or eight-year-old child has such a strong identification and longing for this territory, so what about other people?

This is not what Tong Yan Wuji can explain.

In comparison, his ruling method of enslaving and oppressing the residents of the territory is inexplicably ridiculous.

pale and weak.

Perhaps the biggest daily dream of those oppressed civilians is to escape.

Actively contribute to the territory? Just kidding!

Even those managers who are in charge of supervision, there are always escaped...

Everything is afraid of comparison.

The dune lord blushed a little, but fortunately, he had many wrinkles and couldn't see it.

"Grandpa, you can also go to the square to learn knowledge at night~"

"The lord said that learning is the most glorious thing. I already know two hundred characters. Aunt Marie praised me last time~" Shall I also go to listen to that teacher Hunter talk about the Ice and Snow Empire?

That's really amazing.

The Lord of the Dunes couldn't laugh or cry.

But being persuaded by the little guy in front of him again and again, most of the inner resistance to teaching those vulgar farmers quietly disappeared at this time.

In his heart, without even realizing it, he recognized the city a little more.

There has been a big change in my mentality when I came out of the dungeon.

If the people's heart is 95 points, the residents live and work in peace and contentment in the territory and live a happy life. They will promote Twilight City to new residents, and their attraction to refugees will increase by 100%. After coming to Twilight City, they can integrate into the city faster and have a higher probability of attracting Advanced talents or Advanced heroes take the initiative to seek refuge, and the charm of the city is greatly improved.

The Lord of the Dunes didn't know the attributes activated after the popularity reached 95 points on the Twilight City panel.

The influence brought by Gao Minxin is invisible and intangible, but it has a profound impact on everyone who steps into Twilight City.

"Wild...pig, are you going to class tonight?"

This name really made the Lord of the Dunes unable to say it.

The other party is a farmer who is five-year-old and three-year-old. Fortunately, he is seven or eight years old, with a bit of baby fat, and a well-behaved child named Wild Boar.

It's too inconsistent.

The little boy nodded affirmatively.

"Of course, Aunt Marie said that knowledge is very precious, and only noble gentlemen can learn it outside. We can learn it now, it is entirely a gift from the lord."

"So as long as there is nothing to do at night, I will go to class...not just me, but everyone else."

The Lord of the Dunes was silent.

This is not true at all.

How precious knowledge is. In this world, it represents the right to survive, power, and authority!

Which is so easy to get?

In the outside world, some down-and-out nobles can't even afford the cost of learning knowledge.

And only this city opened up the knowledge of Precious to every resident.

This is also the place where he feels the most incredible.

It wasn't until after the conversation just now that a seven or eight-year-old child praised the city sincerely that the Lord of the Dunes understood the underlying logic of the other party's actions.

Shaking his head, a wry smile appeared on his face.

Perhaps, only God Lords who come from other planes and have not been influenced by the culture and rules of the main plane can do this kind of escape.

Even if he understood the other party's thoughts now, it would be difficult for him to do it.

This is knowledge! How Precious? ! He can't accept it for others to learn for free.

It is too difficult to break the fixed thinking and rules formed over millions of years.

"Grandpa, I'm going back to take a shower, I'm going to class later..."

"When I go, I'll ask you to come with me... Yesterday I begged Aunt Marie to save a seat for me, and I'll give you a seat later."

Looking at Xiaojia's sincere gaze without any utilitarianism in front of him, the Lord of the Dunes felt warm in his heart.

How long had it been since he had this touch last time? Half a million years, or a million years?

He was used to being superior before, who is qualified to say such things in front of him?

Added up in this life, it seems that the touches he has received are not as much as this little guy.

"Okay, I'll go with you later."

After speaking, looking at the smiling little boy, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and said seriously.

"Wild...pig, you got this name when you were a child, now that you have grown up, you should change to a new name."

Changed your name?

The little boy froze for a moment, then said in a daze.

"But no one has given me a name."

The lord of the dunes took a breath for those immature words.

Nobody has a name for me anymore.

These words made him not know what it was like.

Born in this world without even a name, only a vulgar nickname of wild boar.

At this time, there was only one person alone.

Looking at the cute face with a bit of baby fat, and at the empty bowl in the little boy's hand, the wrinkled face softened.

"How about, grandpa will give you a name."

The little guy's eyes lit up immediately.

But some couldn't believe it, and said cautiously.

"Are you serious?"

"certainly!"

The Lord of the Dunes solemnly nodded to a seven or eight-year-old child.

At this moment, he felt that he should do so.

This meal made him willingly owe the other party's favor.

"Yeah~"

The little guy jumped up.

His face was full of joy.

"Thank you~"

Seeing the other party's happy appearance, the Dune Lord couldn't help but smile.

Rubbing the opponent's little head, he began to think seriously.

After a long time, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and his eyes lit up.

"Boar, your new name...is, Avalo!"

The little boy tilted his head, stammering and repeating.

"Abalo?"

The Lord of the Dunes nodded affirmatively.

"right!"

"Hundreds of thousands of years ago, in the battle of the gods, a strong human being slaughtered a mid-level god with the body of a demigod, and achieved an epic record."

"That demigod is called Abaro!"

"And this name has the same meaning as 'hero' in the ancient desert language."

Hearing this, the little guy was immediately surprised.

abalo? To slaughter a god with the body of a demigod? This sounds very powerful, just like the ancient myths that those uncles often talk about after drinking.

"Abalo, Abalo..."

After repeating it several times, the little guy's chubby face flushed with excitement, and he raised his hands fiercely to cheer.

"I have a name, I have a name~ My name is Abaro, which is the same as the name of a demigod hundreds of thousands of years ago!! I will be a very powerful hero in the future!!"

Seeing the other party's joyful appearance, the Dune Lord was inexplicably relieved.

There is also a different kind of emotion brewing.

To give a child a name, this matter must not have felt much to him in the past.

But at this moment, after all the power is lost, the feeling is different.

It was as if, at the moment when the other party's name was given, he also gained a new life.

The emotional connection between the two parties has quietly become different.

After the little guy left happily and went to show off his new name to his little friend, the Dune Lord looked at the suddenly quiet room, and suddenly felt that it was no longer so cold and suffocating.

It's not a spacious space, and I don't know when it was a little warmer.

Everything seems to be just right.

After being distracted for a moment, he suddenly seemed to think of something, he stood up and went to the window again.

Turning his head and looking around, it was already dark at this moment, and candles made of animal fat lit the square.

There are already many residents moving stools to the square to gather in front of them.

It seems that the evening class in Twilight City will start soon.

The Lord of the Dunes looked at those serious, solemn and solemn figures who had gone back to take a shower after a tiring day, changed into clean clothes, and were illuminated by the lights.

At this moment, my heart was inexplicably touched.

These farmers are not so miserable.

To be the teacher of these people does not seem to be an unacceptable thing...

Taking a deep breath, he glanced at his dusty clothes, feeling inexplicably ashamed.

Turned around and went into the bathroom.

In the first class, he couldn't embarrass himself.

He is the Lord of the Dunes.