God Simulator

After leading the city guards to complete morning exercises, Botu wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

The soldiers were panting one by one, sitting on the ground, picking up sheepskin bags and filling their throats with water.

"Don't drink water in large gulps! Drink in small sips!"

Botu waved the wooden sword in his hand and beat the young men: "How many times have I told you! After strenuous training, drinking too much water in a short period of time will cause abdominal pain and dizziness. Give me a rest before touching the water!"

"Whoever lets me see him again will have to run around the city twenty times."

The soldiers all grimaced and quickly put down their water bags.

They muttered in a low voice: "The commander is so strict...training us is like training donkeys."

"It's time for him to find a wife, and his temper will be better."

"Indeed, a man without a woman will be angry."

Botu frowned angrily: "What are you mumbling about! This is training, and training is the battlefield! Shut the hell up!"

The soldiers suddenly fell silent.

"Okay, here's the shooting practice."

Botu put his hands behind his back: "In real combat, the enemy will not give you a chance to breathe and adjust. You must learn to draw the bow and shoot arrows in a state of fatigue and weakness."

"With the help of magic potion, as long as the arrow can penetrate into the enemy's body, it can be quickly paralyzed. This has greatly reduced the difficulty for you. You need to be grateful for the invention and research of your predecessors, which will make you bleed less."

"Imitating real battlefield conditions is an effective exercise."

Despite the complaints, the young people quickly picked up their bows, aimed at the target and started practicing archery.

Although this commander has a stern and vicious tongue, his teachings are useful, and he himself will participate in the training and will never be special. In several patrol encounters, it was his command and everyone's usual training that allowed him to subdue gangsters and extraordinary beings in time.

Not only that, the commander started as a soldier, rose to captain, deputy commander, and then succeeded the old commander. He has been commended by the YC Citizen Council for ten consecutive years.

Saniro also gave him generous preferential treatment several times, hoping to recruit him to serve as the commander and relieve the original commander Alex's work. The pay there is better, the equipment is better, and the fishmen army can be mobilized. This temptation is difficult for any soldier to resist.

But he has stayed in Yancheng.

This kind of loyalty and persistence also inspired young people to respect and admire him from the bottom of their hearts.

…

Botu was about to let them do foot combat training when a tall man rode up next to him.

"Botu."

When he saw the other party, he immediately stood up and said, "Mr. Mayor."

It was Mayor Tong Hai who came.

Tonghai is now over sixty years old, but he is still strong and strong, and his thick beard makes him look very majestic. But anyone who is familiar with the mayor knows that he actually has no airs and is very kind.

"I brought you something good."

Tong Hai smiled and took off the two large boxes on his horse and placed them on the ground.

"Look."

At this time, the scholar clerk arrived on horseback and said out of breath: "Mr. Mayor, please don't act alone. Please wait for me. The renovation of the lighthouse in the port still requires on-site inspection. In the afternoon, I will meet with Shi The Treasure Prophet met, and there are two other resolutions in the parliament..."

"I know, I'll talk about it later."

Tonghai waved his hand and looked at Botu: "Open it and take a look."

Botu opened the lid of the box, revealing a pair of split full-body armor inside. It was made entirely of brass and shone with the delicate halo unique to metal.

"Ghost Armor." Botu was surprised.

"Not bad." Tonghai grabbed the armor on his upper body and handed it to him: "Try it on and try it on."

"It's too expensive."

Botu knew very well that this pair of armor was equivalent to a house in the old town of Yancheng. And because ghost armor is time-consuming to make, it can only be made by dwarf masters, and all parties ask dwarves to customize it.

"Our Yancheng city guard commander must have a good armor worthy of him. This is not only your business, but also the dignity of Yancheng."

Tonghai touched his beard, looking proud.

Botu stroked the brass armor and couldn't conceal his excitement.

No soldier can resist a well-made armor. Although the ghost armor will slow down the speed, as long as it is worn, even ordinary people can have defense power comparable to that of extraordinary people.

"Good brother, thank you for your hard work."

Tonghai patted Botu's arm and said with a smile, "I'll meet you for a drink when I have time."

He stepped on the horse and said, "Secretary, where do you want to go?"

The clerk came to his senses: "The lighthouse in the port."

"Let's go to the lighthouse."

He came and went in a hurry, riding towards the port.

The clerk behind quickly followed.

When the soldiers saw this, they ran over in a swarm and kept touching the armor in the box.

"This is the ghost armor... It turns out that it looks like this, but it is actually lighter than ordinary iron armor."

"The dwarf's craftsmanship is amazing. There is an engraving of the endless hammer master on it, which was made by him himself. The commander's name is also engraved on the back. Wow, it's custom-signed!"

"Commander is so proud. It would be great if I also had a set of this armor... I would definitely sleep in it every day."

"Let me see, let me see."

…

The soldiers excitedly pointed around the armor, but Botu was not as happy as them.

He looked at the priceless armor and felt extremely complicated.

Sometimes the pictures are a bit confusing.

Are you the commander of the Yancheng City Guards, or the captain of the Empire's First Scout Regiment?

These two identities constantly intersect.

As the scout captain, he has gained an in-depth understanding of the city's terrifying heritage. He has become more and more aware of the terrifying power of the gods in this world, and is worried about the future of the empire.

But as a commander, he is proud of this great city, proud of the young men here, and proud of the endless creations and inventions.

In his first year, the 24-year-old Botu was full of ambition.

He infiltrated the city guard just to figure out the entire city's defense system.

In the third year, he was promoted to captain and almost understood the schedule, equipment and actual combat capabilities of the city guard.

But at this time, Botu began to struggle.

In the fifth year, he was promoted to deputy commander for solving a huge case of smuggling split earthworms and arresting a group of criminal fishmen.

In the seventh year, the old commander retired and he officially took over as the city guard. He captured the Red Devils, a famous thieves group composed of man-eating crabs and hot turkeys, and successfully solved the kidnapping case of the grandson of the famous philanthropist Salt Bag in the city.

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At this point, Botu became famous and was known as the Detective of Yancheng. The famous storyteller Pava even found him and asked about his past to facilitate subsequent writing records.

It is now the tenth year since I came to Yancheng.

It is also the tenth year since he left the homeland of the empire.

The 34-year-old Botu is increasingly confused about which one is his real self.

…

The galley slowly docked, and the sailors tied ropes to the stone piles of the pier and began drinking and chatting.

Botu covered his face with a hood and walked all the way to the old hut in the forest according to his memory.

On this day, he waited from the sun high in the sky until nightfall.

Only two people came to join.

One of them is Bo Jiuqian, a businessman, and the other is Bo Zhan, a scholar.

Maybe, he thought, no one else would come again.

Botu said slowly: "Tell me your information."

Bo Jiuqian was the first to speak: "Elf Lake in the south has started to sell treasure boxes. You can open the box on the spot, but no one knows until you open the box whether there is only one pearl or a lot of gold. This business is very hot. It is said that the elves The idea of ​​the current leader Dryad Jyoti.”

"Although businessmen think it's a scam, there are still many people trying their luck. Only a few get lucky, and the elves make a lot of money..."

Bo Jiuqian's voice became lower and lower, and suddenly he said: "Stop it, captain... we are all tired."

Bo Tu looked at Bo Jiuqian: "Is it what you want? Or is it what everyone else wants?"

Bo Jiuqian avoided answering. He said: "Captain, it has been ten years. If the empire has really not forgotten us, it must have found this world. But the fact is that in these ten years, except for the fourteen of us, No other Bo people have appeared outside."

"To the empire, we are just insignificant cannon fodder. Captain, you know this better than any of us. Even our scout group does not belong to the official establishment of the army."

After hesitating for a moment, Bo Jiuqian said: "Captain, in the past, we in the Scout Regiment worked hard with our heads on our waists. The salary was very small and there was no guarantee. We relied entirely on our breath. The empire recruited soldiers and refused will be executed.”

"It's nothing else, it's that we believe in you."

"With you, we can survive."

"Every one of us will remember your great kindness. You have saved our lives many times. Brothers, if you are in need, everyone will come to help you."

"It's just that the empire...is already too far away from us."

Bo Jiuqian smiled bitterly: "According to imperial law, we have been deemed a defector since we lost contact with the regiment for half a year, and it is impossible to go back. The regiment gave us a wrong map, but the regiment leader will never admit it. Yes, you know this better than we do. In the end, only us little soldiers will be held accountable.”

"In this world, for the first time, everyone can no longer be forced to go to war. They can support themselves through hard work without worrying about being eaten by monsters."

Botu pursed his lips.

"Captain, you should know that today's Yao people are not actually a race of the same blood. They are a group of many tribes that are integrated because of their belief in the god Yao, and are formed with faith as the hub. Everyone shares their knowledge and skills , obtained wealth through various methods, and formed such a unique nation. "

"We have not betrayed the Empire because we will not forget that we come from the Empire, the Empire's excellent military training system, the glass craftsmanship accumulated by the Empire over the years, the altar construction taught to us by the Empire, and the widely circulated songs of the Empire."

Bo Jiuqian said solemnly: "Captain, let me ask you a question. Do you really think that the secrets of the Bo people are secrets in the eyes of the gods and apostles?"

"The god Yao sees everything and is only tolerant and kind to us, just like he did to the believers of other old gods in the past."

The wrinkles on Botu's brow deepened.

"It's time for a change. Captain."

"We are not soldiers now, but abandoned soldiers. To the empire, we are just a trivial mistake, just a series of numbers on the battle report."

"And the war here ended before it even started. The empire was defeated."

"We are still residents of the empire. Let us continue the empire here in another way."

"team leader."

Bo Jiuqian paused: "That's enough. You have given everything you have. The war is over. There is no need to continue."

After listening to his words, Botu raised his head and said coldly: "I can't help you if you give up your imperial status. But I am still the captain of the fifteenth team of the empire's first scout regiment."

He pulled out the iron sword from his waist and cut off the grill on the campfire with one strike: "If you reveal the secrets of the empire, you will be dealt with according to military law!"

Bo Jiuqian and Bo Zhan didn't speak.

They picked up their bags and looked back at the man who was still sitting by the campfire. Finally they walked off into the night.

Botu was left staring at the flames in a daze.

…

Lu Yao looked down at the lonely Botu.

The gods appreciate your loyalty and persistence.

However, the taste of Infernal Affairs is not pleasant.

After a while, it was displayed on the simulator.

[Bo Jiuqian taught glass making to Yancheng]

[Yao City built the first altar to worship the god Yao]

[Because of the establishment of the altar, Yaocheng’s faith has been slightly improved. 】

The belief in the upper right corner is increasing.

+50

+12

+72

…

Lu Yao counted and found that the establishment of the altar brought about 17,000 points of faith, which was almost half of the population of Yancheng.

In the following time, altars were established in Yancheng, Sanilo and even Canopy City.

The Bo people built altars in various cities, bringing a total of 40,000 points of faith income to Lu Yao.

This round of growth has allowed the faith reserve to exceed the 230,000 mark.

Lu Yao was very satisfied.

It's worth the wait.

At this time, a prompt appeared on the game interface.

——Great God, there is a believer who has performed feats far beyond those of his peers. Do you need to transform him into a hero?

【whether】

Botu's body glowed slightly.

Lu Yaoxin said.

God has decided that you will be the hero.

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