I Am God!

Beyond the canyon.

Everyone gathered together and dug a pool not far from the farmland. By the way, they also dug ditches to channel water into the oil bread tree farmland.

Recently, the water shortage of the whole tribe has become more and more serious.

Everyone formed a small team to go out in order to fetch water, often faced with various dangers, and casualties occasionally occurred.

The most distressing thing for the farm officials is not the growth of the oil bread tree, but the daily irrigation.

Life is inseparable from water, whether it is people, livestock or plants, so having a stable and safe water source has become the expectation of everyone in the entire tribe.

"Have you finished digging?" the farm official asked loudly. He was responsible for digging the pool, and he and the farmers he belonged to were the most active.

"Okay." There were shouts one after another.

"It will take a while on my side." Someone was slow, and the agricultural officer immediately went over to urge him unhappy.

"This side has been completed." The pool was finally dug.

"The canal has also been dug." The canal leading to the farmland has also been completed.

Everyone stopped, picked up their tools and backed out.

Black and black people stood by the dug pool. Everyone looked dirty, but there was hope on their faces.

Helfas took off his shoes and walked down barefoot, a little bit to the center of the pool, standing in front of a stone base.

A hole was dug on the base, and he took out the pot of the Black Marsh and put it on, and it happened to be stuck on the hole.

He crouched down.

He opened his mouth, as if he had said something to the Pot of the Black Marsh, or it could be said that he had uttered a spell.

Then I saw the black-gray pottery kettle shaking violently, and there was a very loud sound coming from the small kettle, as if there was a lot of water surging inside.

Immediately afterwards, Gululu gushed out water continuously.

The water flowed down the stone base, wet Helfas's feet, and flowed around.

More and more, continuously.

"Ooooh!" Someone ran down and cheered, holding up the equipment in their hands.

"There is water, and there will be no shortage of water in the future." Someone even tasted it specially.

"It's really water. It will be convenient to irrigate the farmland in the future." Standing beside Helfas, the agricultural officer was also very happy. His most distressing and worrying thing every day was finally solved.

In this way, the sealed item, the Pot of the Black Marsh, was left here and became a source of water for all people and livestock to drink and irrigate the farmland.

Everyone was so happy, especially watching the pool keep expanding and filling it up little by little with the cool water.

Everyone seemed to be crazy, rushing to fill the water, or drinking it on the spot.

Some people danced and danced by the pool.

At this time, another team that migrated from afar arrived here, and happened to see this scene.

More than a dozen people, including men, women, and children.

They were exhausted, and although they had traveled thousands of miles to arrive at this fabled sanctuary, along the way they also had doubts about whether it was as it was in the fable.

They huddled together and looked into the distance.

What came into view was a pool and farmland.

Everything is hopeful.

Helfas walked out of the crowd, saluted and shouted one after another, and brought the oil and bread tree farmers, carpenters and cloth craftsmen to the newcomers.

The members of the Demon Hunter team stepped aside with the coward's lamp and stood behind Helfas.

This also makes newcomers understand that the person in front of them is the one in charge here.

"What are you good at?"

"Pottery?"

"This is a nice one, we'll need it soon."

"You guys stay here first, and you will come to see me in two days. I want to chat with you about pottery making."

Helfas asked the newcomers to be brought down, and said happily.

"Every batch of people who came here are treasures, there are people we want."

The cloth craftsman behind him said: "These people who can't survive in other places become treasures only in front of you."

Helfas shook his head: "People themselves are treasures."

He looked at the carpenter again: "The pool has been dug, next you are here..."

He stood by the pool and pointed to the other side near the entrance and the road.

"One more house here, and a barracks there, and a watchtower over there."

"By the way, build a checkpoint at the entrance."

The carpenter's officer nodded: "One barracks, one sentry tower, one checkpoint, and one house."

After the carpenter wrote it down, he asked again, "Who lives in this house?"

Helfas told the carpenter officer: "I live here, guarding the gate of the Horde with the witcher and guards."

Carpenter Officer: "You live outside?"

Helfas looked at the pool: "These sealed items and weirdness need to be guarded by people. Human will is like a pillar, and they must be suppressed at all times."

"I don't guard it, it will be resurrected after a while."

The controller of each sealed item uses his real name to control the sealed item, but the controller cannot be too far away from it, otherwise it will be fine for a short time, and these weirdnesses will also break away from the seal over time.

The carpenter nodded, and raised his admiration for Helfas's existence again.

He asked about the conditions of the barracks, the style of the sentry tower, and Helfas's requirements for housing.

"What about the place where you lived?"

Helfas built the two-story log cabin little by little by himself, and he also greeted everyone who came there little by little, and built up the tribe little by little.

He said: "After I move out, I will transform it into a meeting hall!"

Carpenter officer: "Okay."

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A house was built by the pool, and a watchtower was built at the entrance of the forest, and people could be seen standing on it all the time looking into the distance.

There is also a barracks at the entrance and exit, which is also fenced.

People who come and go are recorded, and as the population grows, these become all the more important.

In addition, you can also see a fire kiln built outside the canyon, and there are several workshops around the fire kiln.

In one of the workshops next to Helfas's new residence, a tall fire tree stands, which looks particularly eye-catching.

Helfas stands at the door of his new house.

When he looked to the left, he could sense the black-gray kettle deep in the pool, and when he looked to the right, he could clearly see the fire tree.

Here, he can use the power of the biphasic monster worm with a single thought, and he can also use the power of the black marsh pot in the pool.

He walked towards one of the furnaces, where a group of people had already gathered.

They rubbed the mud with their hands, turned the turntable, and made various embryos.

A big fire was ignited in the kiln on the side, and there were people surrounded by people sweating profusely.

Helfas came over and asked each other.

"How about it?"

The man immediately ran over from the fire kiln, beckoning someone to bring something over.

It was a dark gray pottery.

"Look."

Helfas took it and played with it in his hand.

Fingers feel the warmth of pottery, its texture is not as rough as other pottery that Helfas saw before, it makes people feel very delicate.

"Very good, it seems to be much better than ordinary pottery."

He raised his head and looked at the man.

"I heard that you are from the pottery tribe. It seems that your pottery making skills are really superb."

The other party shook his head and quickly denied it.

"It's not that our skills are superb, it's because the mud produced under the pond is very suitable for making pottery, and I discovered it by accident."

Helfas: "Anyway, you made this."

"From now on, you are our potter and craftsman."

Helfas officially appointed the other party's new responsibilities, and the man immediately saluted excitedly. It was precisely for this position that he had worked so hard recently.

"Lord Helfas, I will do my best for this duty."

Helfas still couldn't put it down while holding the pottery.

He went outside and looked at it in the sunlight.

"Our own pottery."

Helfas finished watching the fire kiln and pottery workshop, and then came to the workshop on the other side, where a group of people were also busy.

Most of these people were doing other things in the tribe, because they were summoned here by Helfas's order, and there was only one leader, who was invited by Helfas from the Golden Tribe.

When Helfas arrived at the workshop, the other party had just returned.

Before Helfas asked, the man with lumpy arms spoke in a rough voice.

"Master Helfas, I followed the Demon Hunter team to the target location just now."

"There is indeed a small open-pit mine nearby, and we have arranged for people to mine it."

Helfas quickly asked: "Can it be used?"

The other party nodded: "It should be possible."

The muscular man looked at the fire tree behind the workshop, and said confidently.

"As long as there is magic fire, it will definitely not be a problem."

Helfas looked forward to it.

As they expected, with the help of the "fire tree", the iron ore can be melted and refined, but what comes out in the end is a kind of black iron.

Watching the molten iron flow out of the magic fire burning furnace, flowing into the mold, watching the strong men in the workshop beating and quenching it.

Finally, a heavy and long black spear head appeared, and the opponent connected it to a piece of hardwood.

The dragon man was so powerful that he grabbed the spear and waved it.

The heavy black iron gun was very flexible in his hand, and the head of the gun that exuded a cold light, Helfas felt that it could easily penetrate the body of a dragon beast or even a solid head.

The muscular man who forged the iron was very pleased with his masterpiece.

"With this, even if I encounter a medium-sized dragon beast, I can defeat it head-on by myself."

I don't know if it's preconceived, but Helfas always feels that the texture of his mask is somewhat similar.

In the end, Helfas dubbed the metal Black Iron.

He asked the strong man, "How about it, are you willing to stay now?"

The muscular man from the Golden Tribe completely calmed down: "When I came here, I was completely ready to stay."

There is still a difference between being willing to stay and really wanting to stay.

Also from this moment, the tribe has a blacksmith.

Helfas laughed loudly: "Stay here, you will definitely see something completely different from before, and you will definitely not be disappointed."

The other party said: "I know."

I know, not I believe.

It seems that this matter no longer needs to be believed, but is destined to happen.

Helfas first replaced the Demon Hunter team with brand-new weapons. These people are the guarantee of the tribe's safety, and they are also the future right-hand men that Helfas is looking forward to.

Demon hunters like to use a variety of weapons.

Some like to use guns, some like to use spears, some like to use axes, and some use blunt weapons.

"This is a bit heavy!"

"Can't you pick it up?"

"It just so happens that the previous one was too light."

"Using this, I can smash the head of the mad dragon beast in one fell swoop."

"Blow it up, the raging dragon beast is as tall as the house, you can't even reach its head when you jump up."

"Is it okay if I stand taller?"

"Stand taller? Feed yourself to it?"

The demon hunters held their new weapons one by one, and they were so excited that they shouted to go out hunting monsters with Helfas.

After changing clothes, it can be said that it has completely changed its appearance.

Although these weapons basically have no effect on Weird, what they encounter on weekdays is not only Weird, there are also various dragon beasts on the road.

Helfas patted their shoulders one by one, or glanced at their weapons, and said to these people at the same time.

"Don't worry, do the training and the things at hand, and soon I will call you to set off again."

After distributing the weapons of the Demon Hunter team, Helfas looked at the blacksmith again and asked him.

"correct."

"What about the thing I told you to hit?"

The other party took out a dagger about half a meter long from under the table, put it in a leather scabbard, and handed it to Helfas.

"Here, as you said, there is no sharpening."

After Hulfas looked at it, he weighed it with both hands, then turned his head and looked back, and found that the members of the witcher team were still looking at him.

"Look at me, don't you have a training mission today?"

"Everyone has nothing to do?"

In an instant, everyone dispersed.

Those who should train should go to train, and those who have to go out to perform tasks immediately.

Helfas took the dagger and walked into the canyon.

There are more houses in the canyon, and there are more people coming and going. Helfas saw people wearing special clothes patrolling.

The main members of the original hunter team became the current Demon Hunter team.

The newly trained members who were originally training became guards, and they were also substitutes for the demon hunters. They were mainly responsible for patrolling and guarding on weekdays, and also dealt with some disputes in the tribe.

When there are too many people, various problems will naturally arise.

The whole tribe is developing rapidly and undergoing various changes rapidly.

Helfas may not be used to it, and he doesn't know if he is doing the right thing, but he is indeed working hard.

Next to the granary, a group of children are helping with work.

"Did Lord Helfas really agree to let you join the hunter team?"

"It's not a hunter team anymore, it's a demon hunter."

"They were so arrogant, they said they wanted to hunt weirdness."

"That's right, hunting dragon beasts is nothing, hunting weird talents is a truly powerful existence."

One of the children smiled silly and a little happy.

"I will definitely become a demon hunter in the future."

The other kids were a little jealous.

Not only envious of his luck, but also a little suspicious.

"By the way, is what you said true, Lord Helfas would promise you such a thing?"

"That's right, it's too strange to let you become a hunter even though you haven't been punished for doing something wrong?"

"A hunter is a hunter, and a witcher is a witcher. They are different."

"One is for catching wild animals, and the other is for catching weirdos."

He didn't speak again, just bowed his head.

"It's true, Lord Helfas told me personally."

As his suspicions grew louder, he suddenly yelled and knocked the other kid in the lead to the ground.

"Ouch!"

"what are you doing?"

"I'm just skeptical, if you have the ability, show proof!"

An adult noticed the situation and looked over here, and he ran away immediately.

"Hello!"

"Where are you going?"

He ran through the crowd, from house to house.

He was also wondering if what Lord Helfas said was true, or if he was just joking with him.

Will it.

Already forgot there was such a thing?

He was even wondering why he could become a demon hunter.

Suddenly, someone called out to him.

The voice was somewhat familiar.

He looked towards the other party, and saw a black-haired man standing in the middle of the road, waving at him.

The child opened his legs and showed a running posture, while turning his head to look at each other, and said in disbelief.

"Lord Helfas."

The two sat together on the side of the road, one tall and the other short, sitting on two wooden barrels next to a house.

The man handed him a dagger with a leather sheath: "Here you are, remember never to use it on people, it is used to deal with weirdness."

He said: "If you still want to be a demon hunter when you grow up, then come here with this!"

The child asked, "Can I really be a witcher?"

The man said, "Anyone can become a witcher if you think hard enough."

The child was holding a dagger, which was a bit heavy for him, and something could be seen engraved on the hilt.

He asked curiously: "What is this?"

Helfas: "Take it as a word!"

In fact, deep down in his heart, he didn't think it was a character, but he forgot how to write a real character, so he could only use this kind of abstract strokes instead.

The child opened his mouth wide: "Words?"

The child has heard that Helfas can write a strange thing, that kind of thing is called a word, which has a very magical power.

Looking at the symbol, he seemed to feel that this dagger contained mysterious power.

And the meaning of that symbol is probably, remember the agreement.

Helfas said: "What I promise to others, I usually don't forget."

Helfas left.

The child walked back with the dagger in his arms, crossing the street with a smirk.

Suddenly, someone shouted in front.

"Here, I found him."

You can see a group of children looking for him everywhere, and the kid who was arguing with him just now is also there, sweating profusely from running.

He hugged the dagger tightly: "Are you looking for me?"

The other party said: "I'm afraid you ran out and disappeared like those who went out."

"And there are always people outside who bully our people here. We can fight between us, but others are not allowed to beat you."

These children without family members are always vulnerable, sensitive and aggressive. They fight with each other and are extremely united with the outside world.

After hearing this, the child was a little moved.

He let go of his hand, holding up the short sword a little proudly: "I will not disappear, I have the sword given to me by Lord Helfas, even the weird ones are afraid of Lord Helfas."

A child next to him immediately came over: "Wow, really."

They watched carefully and nodded repeatedly: "I've heard that this is a weapon made in a workshop outside, and it's black."

A group of children who had been arguing just now were surrounded in front of a short sword in amazement.

"You are not lying."

"Will we really have demon hunters here?"

"It's pretty awesome to be a weirdo hunter."

"Did Lord Helfas say that I can also be a demon hunter?"

"Me, me, I want to too."

A group of people huddled together and walked towards the way back.

The child walking in the middle said loudly: "Master Helfas said that as long as you think hard enough, you can become a demon hunter." (End of this chapter)