I Am the God of Games

When Angela's convoy (although there were only two cars) was driving in the city of Tunaia, Vera looked at the deserted street through the car window and couldn't help feeling a little strange.

"Isn't Tunaia a big city in the North? Why does it look shabby... and there are no pedestrians on the street? It's so deserted."

"Because the frost and fog season came earlier this year, the residents of Tunaia were not prepared for the blizzard, and many houses collapsed because of this. Residents in the city could only stay at home to survive the frost and fog season. , waiting for the coming of the sowing festival; and those whose houses collapsed can only be accommodated in refugee camps or shacks. In the frost and fog season, nearly a thousand people will probably die."

Even though he has been staying in an unnamed town this frost and fog season, Angela grew up in Tunaia after all, so he still guessed the reason why the city was so deserted and dilapidated: "Tunaya City... No, not only Tunaia, every city in the Valla Empire will have this situation every two or three years. After all, the God of Blizzard is an unbelievable evil god for the people of the Valla Empire. Only some barbarians and people on the plateau The Yeti will believe in that guy, so it will naturally not favor this country."

"But the streets are too shabby, it doesn't feel like our town..."

Vera was still a little incomprehensible.

"I said Vera, did you make a mistake? I'm not boasting, in the entire Valla Empire, I'm afraid there is no city or town that can compare with ours. Not even the imperial capital or the holy city! "Angela said proudly: "After all, not every god is called the god of games, and not every believer of gods can carry bricks like players.

"But there were so many people when we entered the city... We even had to queue to get in..." Vera still looked a little hard to understand, after all, even if she was the eldest sister in the town, she was essentially a border area. Little girl, naturally don't know much about this kind of thing.

"Those are 'businessmen'." When talking about this, Angela lost her smile, but more of a contempt as if she had seen blood-sucking mosquitoes: "Although the frost and fog season will soon be over. , but for many residents in the city, food and savings have already bottomed out, and it is the most difficult time in the entire frost and fog season. During this time, only a little food is needed to buy the daily life from the poor. 'Young labor' and 'young or young women' that are hard to come by."

"You, you mean..." Vera was stunned for a moment, and then immediately recalled it, her delicate brows furrowed tightly.

"Slaves. Apart from war, now is the best time to get slaves." Angela confirmed her conjecture: "And it's not the kind of skinny refugees who don't know whether they are sick or not, and may die at any time. Rather, they are high-quality slaves who are healthier and even stronger."

"Does the royal family of the Valla Empire ignore it? And what about the people from the Chongbai Church?"

Vera's face was full of disbelief.

"The master behind the largest slave market in the empire is the eldest prince. Most of these slave merchants serve the imperial aristocracy, how can they control it. It is my weak old man to restrict the nobles in the north from participating in this kind of thing. Dad is the greatest kindness to the commoners." Angela replied: "As for the Chongbai Church...do you know that the servants in the monastery who are responsible for cleaning and labor are actually slaves? The most important thing of the Chongbai Church, It is to go to the slave market, get a few slaves for free with your own identity, look at the other party's gratitude, and let them be squeezed to death in monasteries and churches as free coolies no different from slaves!"

Vera's face was broken.

The darkest thing this girl has ever encountered in her life is that the tax officer collects more taxes,

Or the young and middle-aged people in the town were forcibly recruited to join the Crusaders to destroy the undead. Even in the face of an attack by the undead, the people in the town would unite to resist. After Angela brought the belief in the god of games, The development of the whole town is more than one day after another. She never knew that people in the big city outside could be so bad.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that instead of being a resident of a so-called big city, it would be better to live happily and happily in a small town.

At the same time, she is also more grateful for the gift of the God of Games and the protection of the town, so that the town that was once on the verge of destruction can become a paradise for players.

This made Xi Wei, who was studying the next plan in the kingdom of God, at a loss: why did another believer suddenly become a devout believer? Obviously, I haven't done much recently except adding a profession that makes players suffer...

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Aside from Vera, who was reshaping the three views, after driving across the frozen Yalabei River, Angra's motorcade arrived at the center of Tunaia, the Silver Eagle Castle.

And Angra was also very surprised to find that her father actually brought his retainers to greet him outside the castle, which made Angra, who originally thought that he was very mature, whose heart was steel and would not be easily touched, could not help showing a moved look.

"Dad!" He jumped out of the car, and quickly stepped forward to come to a touching father and son reconciliation.

As a result, the opposite Pang Leyin looked confused: "Angela, why are you back?"

Angela: ? ? ?

Didn't you call me back?

In an instant, Angela not only shrank back the moved tears that she had planned to shed, but also made up for Mirari's false edict and planned to frame himself with the mastermind behind the scenes, which could perform at least eight seasons of a medieval fantasy political struggle group drama. .

In the end, before Angela thought about whether she should explain to her father first, or just turn her head and leave, Pang Leyin came back to his senses: "No, I mean, child, I didn't let you sow seeds. Are you back for the holidays? Well, I'm glad to see you got here safely."

Angela showed a suspicious look, his eyes glanced at the retainers behind his father, and the other party also showed him an embarrassed and polite business smile.

Could it be that he is really over-hearted? No, if they are not waiting for themselves, then who are they waiting for?

The next moment, Angela knew the answer.

A very familiar-looking frame was pulled by two chocobos and slowly stopped in front of the Silver Eagle Castle.

The driver on the opposite side jumped out of the car with his chest up high, and just as he was about to open the door for his master with a very stinky gesture, he saw Joe in Angra's deer car not far away.

Joe twitched his pectoral muscles at him.

The driver on the opposite side immediately recalled his fear of being pressed against his face by those huge chest muscles, and the shame of having to give way to the other side.

"Don't come here!"