God Simulator

As the captain of the 15th Squadron of the 1st Scout Regiment of the Fifth Fearless Empire, Botu maintains a record of never failing a mission.

There are 14 people in the 15th team together with the captain, all the elite of the scout group.

They may not be the best warriors, but they are good at concealment and camouflage.

Scouts are the intelligence source for the army.

Therefore, almost all of the people in the scout group were originally not professional soldiers, but recruited craftsmen, doctors, farmers, thieves, mercenaries and even some down-and-out scholars and clergy.

Once they take off their military uniforms, they become ordinary civilians.

Botu has great confidence in Team 15. Every member of the team has been carefully selected by him. They are reliable and have no problem executing their missions.

Botu was even more excited after receiving this important task.

God Bo crusaded against the evil god King Wuji, and the empire also declared war on the Kingdom of Wuji.

The order of the fifteenth team is to sneak into the back of the kingdom controlled by the evil god, first integrate into the local area, and investigate the intelligence.

After receiving instructions from the rear, they will further destroy local roads, water sources and baggage. If possible, they will build altars in hidden areas to compete for the fire of faith for God Bo.

Botu led his team into battle lightly and followed the map given by the regiment in a circuitous way. However, the further he walked, the more he felt something was wrong. Logically speaking, there should be hills ahead, but why is it now a desert?

The sky darkened for no reason, and the sand turned gray-brown, as if the color had been sucked away by some mysterious force.

Botu decided to hide on the spot and ordered everyone to hide in the sand to see the situation first.

Scouts are often found in dangerous areas and must remain alert and flexible.

Soon after, Botu heard screams in the distance.

The Imperial Army is fighting the enemy.

Botu ordered to continue advancing. The frontal troops attracted the enemy's main force. This was an opportunity to sneak into the rear.

But as the team continued to advance deeper into the desert, the blueprints given by the regiment were completely useless and did not match up at all.

The scout team was tired and hungry, and everyone was nervous. Once they encountered the enemy, they might be wiped out.

Botu could only rely on his field experience to lead everyone to find a way out.

Blessings never come in pairs and misfortunes never come alone, and they happened to meet the Wuji people.

He led the team to dodge all the way, and finally entered a huge black area on the dead end.

Botu originally thought of waiting for the enemy to leave before coming out. As soon as I entered, I came to another world.

The world is very bright.

The sun was high in the sky, and there was hard and solid ground beneath our feet. There were no smoke, flames, or explosions around us. There were no ground traps that could collapse at any time, and there were no crows or vultures chewing on corpses.

There is a faint scent of grass and a slightly salty sea breeze in the air.

Botu led the team to catch fish and birds on the island and filled his stomach. Then he ordered to take turns on duty so that everyone could get some sleep in turn.

Then he started thinking about his next move.

The hole before was like some kind of huge portal, sending the team all the way into this unfamiliar area. In other words, this is most likely the rear area of ​​the Uji Kingdom.

The opportunity has come!

Botu called on the scouts: "Brothers, this is the time to make great achievements!"

"From today on, we will spread out and lurk for the empire, find out the current situation of this country, and wait for the empire's call. By then, all our efforts will be rewarded by His Majesty the Emperor! We will be granted the title of wife and son, and we will enjoy the land!"

"Please remember that from today on, you will no longer be imperial scouts, but craftsmen, scholars, farmers, fishermen and businessmen. You will thoroughly collect intelligence from all walks of life and wait for the clarion call of the empire's general attack."

"Every year today, we gather on this island to gather information. For safety reasons, only I will know your city and identity, and private contact is prohibited."

"For the Empire!"

"Team Fifteen, disband!"

…

A year later, Botu took a galley to the island where he set sail.

He has mastered the basic local language and writing, can speak fluent Yao dialect, and even learned some dialects of the Southern Islands to facilitate communication with the islanders.

Now he was wearing a thick cotton coat, carrying his luggage and lighting a fire in an open space.

The flames rose, reflecting a red light on Botu's frowning face.

He was both happy and worried.

Fortunately, this is not the Kingdom of Wuji, but a whole new world.

This world is rich in products and orderly. There is no outbreak of war or chaos. It has many wonderful goods and tools. There are many extraordinary creatures, and they actually interact closely with humans... Their value is much higher than that of the Wuji Kingdom.

Worry also comes from this.

In this world, there are at least four apostles, each of whom is extremely powerful. They shot down the sun, tamed the Dragon King, and killed many old gods... Their top-level combat power was extremely terrifying.

There are also apostles of gods appearing in the empire, but they have never had such a terrifying record, even natural disasters can kill them.

Not to mention, the god Yao who dominates this world is even more unfathomable.

Botu sighed.

I thought I was coming to a flock of sheep, but who knew that I had strayed into a tiger's den.

Today, Botu serves in the city guard of Yancheng.

As far as he knew, the military strength of Yancheng alone included hundreds of corruptors led by Commander Yan Geer, and dozens of corrupted guards, all of whom were elite combatants.

In this world, almost everyone uses elite combat forces and does not rely much on numerical superiority.

If the empire wants to counter the extraordinary power of this city, it must send at least eight full regiments.

On the other hand, the secular city guards should not be underestimated.

They were equipped with armor and bows and arrows, and the arrows were coated with magic potions [narcotic juice] and [sleeping agent]. Relying on magic potions, they have been able to subdue and even annihilate extraordinary beings.

In addition, there are ten martial monks in the city guard. They are all ruthless characters who use fighting as their main way of cultivation, have broken through the limits of human beings, and entered the extraordinary realm.

The more I thought about Botu, the more I sighed.

If the empire's army launched a full-scale attack here, it would probably be disastrous.

At this moment, a businessman wearing a felt hat came over and spoke in imperial language in a low voice.

"For the Empire."

"For the Empire."

Botu responded: "Sit down. Tell me about your situation."

The merchant's name was Bo Jiuqian. He sat next to the captain and pulled his coat together: "Captain, I ran a boat with a few merchants. The main route is from the New World in the north to Sanilo in the south. The commodities traded are split earthworms and black water striders. "

"The Dragon's Nest is already equivalent to a big city. Many people have settled around the Dragon's Nest, and they all rely on the livestock and trade of the Dragon's Nest."

He licked his lips: "I saw a dragon once."

"It flies in the air, spitting out black dragon flames, and its wings cover the sky and the sun. Only when you see it with your own eyes can you understand the power of the dragon. It is a walking natural disaster..."

"The surrounding ice and snow monsters are like mountains, and swords and guns cannot break their ice shells. Perhaps only the empire's most powerful siege crossbow can harm them."

Botu frowned: "Is this all you investigated?"

"besides."

Bo Jiuqian sorted out his thoughts: "I infiltrated among the businessmen and got an important piece of news from them."

He paused: "The downed Anri is probably in the dragon's nest, collected by the Dragon King."

"..."

Botu was a little distraught.

The strength of Dragon Nest seems to be stronger than imagined.

After a while.

Members of the scout team arrived one after another.

They all gave information on their respective investigations.

Botu integrated everyone's findings and came to a conclusion.

This is a world where agriculture, handicrafts, commerce, culture, smelting, casting, and medicine are all extremely developed. The secular and the extraordinary are actively merging, and various inventions and creations are emerging one after another...

The good news is that the Yao population is not very large.

The bad news is that the number of extraordinary creatures is growing rapidly, and some of them are integrating into the Yao tribe.

Botu said: "Everyone, please share your opinions and see what we can do for the empire?"

When it comes to everyone's career and knowledge, everyone talks happily, but when it comes to their tasks, everyone immediately frowns.

The only sound was the crackling of the campfire.

Botu said fiercely: "Cheer up! Have you forgotten our mission?"

"As imperial soldiers, we have only one duty."

"Loyal, loyal, fucking loyal!"

"For the Empire!"

Others chimed in: "For the Empire."

Suddenly a dirty young man passed by. He was thin and carrying a bag. He asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

Everyone was nervous for a while.

Fortunately, the imperial language cannot be understood by the locals.

One of the team members whispered: "Boss, do you want to silence me?"

Botu stopped with his eyes, then walked over with a smile and said, "We are fellow villagers from the same island, gathering here."

"Oh, then be careful. A group of man-eating crab pirates have appeared here recently. These guys have robbed several ships. I came here to deal with them and I just caught one."

The young man pulled out a dead man-eating crab from behind the tree and suggested, "How about we all eat it together?"

…

Eating the delicious grilled crab meat, Botu felt lucky that I had a steady hand.

The opponent is a martial monk. If he takes action, he is afraid that his team will be wiped out here.

He began to worry about the future.

I wonder if the Empire will come.

On the one hand, Botu hopes that the imperial army will come as soon as possible to pick him up and return to his long-lost motherland.

On the other hand, he didn't want the imperial army to come here, because they might never come back.

The conflicting mood made him chew the meat fiercely, turning his worries into appetite, and silently chanted in his heart.

Loyalty, loyalty!