God Simulator

After completing the tedious preparation work, Lu Yao was finally able to return to operating "God Simulator".

The upper right corner of the game interface shows that the population is 254 and the faith is 21.

The population reproduction within the Garlic tribe was much slower than Lu Yao thought. This is not to say that the little pixel people have no enthusiasm for creating humans. They also gave birth to some babies, but most of them died, and not many survived to grow up.

There is progress now than before.

In the early days, the chance of a baby growing up safely was less than one in ten, but now Lu Yao's visual estimate is around three in ten.

The infant mortality rate is high. In addition to the infrastructure problems that the tribe cannot solve in a short time, another important point is the lack of doctors or pharmacists.

The only doctor in the Garlic tribe is the shaman, who alone has to cover the medical needs of the entire tribe.

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[Shaman Level 2] Hunter

Attack 0 Defense 0 Knowledge 1 Mana 1 Luck 0 Morale 1

【ability】

Healing Skill Level 2: Can treat various diseases and injuries. The healing ability is related to ability level, knowledge and mana.

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New life is born, and old life is dying.

Death from injuries, aging and death are the main ways of reducing tribal numbers. The dead pixel villains were buried in the forest by others, allowing them to return to the earth and nature.

This was the custom of the forest tribes in the past and was continued by the new garlic tribe.

After winter comes a particularly hot summer.

The entire game screen is filled with a faint yellow light, the grass on the ground is dry and yellow, and the water level of the river in the east has also dropped, revealing more of the river bank.

All the little men in the tribe had smoke rising from their heads and were trapped in extreme heat. They usually hide in the hut and only go out to farm and hunt in the morning and evening when it is not too hot.

The exposure and drought continued, causing the little people to pray around the temple again.

"Lord Yao, please give us rain!"

"The heat is unbearable. If the heat continues like this, the wheat and garlic will dry out, and everyone will die."

"Merciful God Yao, great God Yao, save us!"

Lu Yao was not stingy either, spending 10 points of faith to launch the miracle [rainfall].

The long-awaited rain fell on the dry land, causing the little pixel people of the tribe to cheer loudly and praise the gods.

The prophet and the shaman were talking at this time.

"The gods sent rain to relieve the heat. But we cannot ask the gods endlessly. As servants of the gods, we have received too much and done too little."

"Hot weather may still occur, and the land will lose water, making it difficult for wheat and garlic to grow in the fields. We must take advantage of the gods' rainfall to find a long-term and reliable solution."

The two tribal wise men thought about it over and over, but they had no clue.

So Lu Yao led them to the river.

The shaman was moving back and forth by the river, and suddenly a lightbulb came on in his head.

"I understand! You can dig a ditch in the ground and divert the river water, so that you can easily collect water. And once it rains, you can also store the rainwater."

The two men immediately called on the entire Garlic tribe to mobilize the manpower of the entire tribe to dig ditches.

The little pixel people dug ditches early in the morning and worked hard at night. Little by little, they diverted the river water to the edge of the farmland, dug out a small pond, and then returned to the river from the other side, turning the water in the ditch into living water.

New prompts keep popping up on the game interface.

[The garlic tribe learned ditches and realized irrigation and drainage. 】

[The Garlic Tribe learned how to irrigate, and farmland yields increased. 】

[The Garlic Tribe has gained prestige among other tribes because it has mastered new technologies. 】

The drought continues.

After the completion of the primary ditch, although the Garlic Tribe was still suffering from the intense heat, basic drinking water and irrigation were guaranteed, and the mood of the little pixel people also stabilized.

During this long drought, the barbarian tribes came back for the third time.

A total of thirty-two barbarians participated in the attack, excluding the old, weak, sick and disabled of their tribe. It can be called a robbery with the strength of the entire clan.

"Hand over the water and food! Damn heretic!"

"Grab water and food!"

"No resistance!"

"Hungry, hungry! Thirsty, thirsty!"

The barbarian tribe looked menacing, but the slogans they shouted made Lu Yao laugh.

You don’t even have enough to eat, so why are you calling heretics?

You won't even ask for food, you have to kneel down first.

Today's Garlic Tribe is not afraid of attacks of this magnitude at all. The hunters held bows and arrows and easily shot down the barbarian tribesmen warriors.

Twelve barbarians died in this battle, and the remaining twenty were captured.

It seemed that they had completely lost their minds and had given up on themselves due to the drought.

Since the barbarian tribes were more like nomads in the mountains, good at hunting and plundering, they completely lost their food supply during this long drought and were extremely short of water.

So they could only go back to their old business and go down the mountain to rob and find a way out.

After some persuasion from the shaman, the barbarians immediately surrendered and were willing to join the Garlic tribe, shouting that they would never betray.

This gave Lu Yao reason to wonder whether they had already planned to defect to the Garlic Tribe.

It's just that the simple-minded barbarians don't know how to be accepted by the Garlic tribe... Of course, it may also be that the barbarians have the burden of being a warrior idol. It seems more convincing to surrender after a fight.

The barbarians talked about the current situation of the tribe.

"It's too hot. Many people in the tribe died."

"The tribe has no food. Everyone is hungry. There is no water and thirst. The devil still needs sacrifices."

"The hero was eaten as a sacrifice by the devil."

"We went everywhere to rob it, but we couldn't rob it, and many people died."

"That's where we end up."

What they said also proved Lu Yao's guess from the side.

Devil Jack is not a business player, and the barbarian tribe is more like a tool man to him. How the barbarians live is not his concern at all. He will only force the barbarians to find prey to sacrifice, even the barbarian heroes.

The barbarian tribe exists in name only.

Lu Yao was also prepared to wait until this dry season could pass and find a time to completely eliminate the barbarian tribes. They didn't expect that they wouldn't be able to bear it under the extreme climate. Under the indiscriminate coverage of the power of nature, human groups compete to see who can better adapt to the environment.

At least it solved a worry.

Lu Yao twisted his neck and stretched.

Isabel beside her suddenly looked out the window and said in a serious voice: "Sir, the breath of the devil."

"demon?"

Lu Yao walked to the window and looked outside.

There was no one in the alleys and streets. It was already dark at this time, and there were reports of perverts appearing in the community. There was only a white wild dog wandering on the streets.

"where?"

Isabel pointed to a corner in the street.

There was a middle-aged man lying there. The man seemed drunk, leaning against the curb and vomiting a pool of filth around him.

The wild dog walked all the way to the man and sniffed.

Then it made a move that Lu Yao didn't expect.

The wild dog bit the man's clothes and dragged him bit by bit towards the parking alley.

"My lord, please order me to hunt demons." Isabel said.

Lu Yao asked: "You go to deal with the devil, how can I contact you?"

"Use my eyes."

Isabel reached out and dug into the left eye socket, dug out the left eye with her fingers and handed it to Lu Yao.

This is a white eyeball with a green pupil. The eyeball has a gem-like cold texture and crystal luster, like some kind of ancient artwork.

"Sir, whatever I see with the power of faith will be shown to you through this eye. You can also give me new commands through the eyes."

Lu Yao carefully held his eyeballs and warned, "Be careful and don't let others discover your identity."

"Yes, sir."

Isabel's body was wrapped in a black mist, which quickly condensed into a black robe. Her eyes were covered with black cloth again, returning to their original appearance.

Men's shirts, sunglasses, and jeans flew out of the black robe, and the clothes were scattered on the bed.

Isabelle jumped from the window sill into the night.