I have a cave of evil

Mianlong Mountain, the place where the Wutu native Silaya made the King's Sacrifice. It can be said that half of Sohed's totem gods went to watch the fun. There are a few totem gods Zhu Yao remembers very clearly, and Yimu God is one of them. One.

After all, no one can forget the [-]-meter-tall big guy if he takes a look at him.

Mercia introduced: "The blue giant tribe is an ancient tribe inherited from the dark age. It was called the sea giant tribe in the early days. It has always lived in the sea and rarely came to the ground. But with the end of the dark age, the ancient gods The evil god fled to the deep sea, and inevitably clashed with the sea giant tribe, which eventually led to the sea giant tribe having to abandon their ancestral land and come to live on coastal land, so if you want to ask about things in the ocean, you can definitely find them."

"But...uh..." Mosia hesitated: "You are on the east coast of the mainland, and the Blue Giant tribe is on the west coast. To get there, you need to cross the mainland, and it will probably take a lot of time."

Zhu Yao was speechless and crossed the Sohed Continent. How could he have the time, and he could fly.

After chatting with Messiah for a while, Zhu Yao was about to end the conversation. Messiah slapped his forehead and said, "I almost forgot, you asked me to pay attention to the population last time. This time I have a chance. I cleaned up some backgrown bones Guys, their tribe has lost the protection of the totem god and is on the verge of disbanding, there are about 10,000+ people, how do you take them in?"

The corner of Zhu Yao's mouth twitched, Mosia really looked up to him, as far as the Bone Tribe was concerned, one person who managed a hundred people could not manage 10,000+ people.

He roughly calculated, and in the end, according to the ratio of one to five, he asked for 500 people. If there were more, the resources and management of the Bone Tribe would not be able to keep up.

This is not a game. After one round, the population can increase by tens of thousands.

Mesia didn't understand Zhu Yao's approach. As totem gods, they don't care about the change of political power in the tribe. As long as the daily worship keeps up, it doesn't make any difference to them who holds the power of the tribe. The more the merrier.

So in his eyes, whoever cares about everyone is the same.

"Since the number of people is so small, I will let Feilong God take them to fly there, otherwise the migration of 10,000+ people will need to pass through the territory of Yuan Chong Tribe, and I will have to deal with those two ugly things." Mercia is very disgusted curled his lips.

The ugly thing in Mosia's mouth should be the worm king and worm mother of the Yuan worm tribe! ?

Zhu Yao still believed in Mosia's aesthetic level, which made him so disgusted. It must be that the appearance of the king of insects and the mother of insects is really ugly.

In the end, Mesia said solemnly: "The invasion of Norba's gods has stopped, but I don't think things will be that simple. This is probably the calm before the storm. You are surrounded by evil spirits, so be careful."

Zhu Yao's heart warmed up, he really regarded him as his own, nodded: "Don't worry, I will take care of you here on the peninsula, and I will notify you as soon as there is any situation."

"Is there anything to see or not to see in that broken place..." Mosia muttered, "I want to say that you have time to find more ruins and bring back some good things. I am now in the Hundred Gods Tribe, and I can't separate myself. The God of Dust Tomb... Well, forget it, since you have gone to the east coast, pay attention to the remnants of the evil gods. At the end of the dark age, there was a large-scale war of gods in the coastal areas. Countless evil gods fell, maybe There are good things."

You really want to find the ruins.

Zhu Yao complained secretly, but wrote down this precious information.

The next day, the Yandeng Fleet and the Butcher's Knife Fleet set sail, headed to the designated islands respectively, built outposts, and planted the flag of the Oceanic Chamber of Commerce on them.

The rest of the people continued to renovate and build the West Port of the Raid Island, while Zhu Yao started to upgrade with kryptonite.

First, drop a ghost in the west port of the looting island, and promote it all the way to the lv15 [Desperate God], and then continue to upgrade it. To lv20's [Haunting City God].

[City God of Mischief: This is the god who protects the city, and is in charge of the affairs of the underworld in a county.However, there are countless desires in the world of mortals, the incense and belief are poisonous, the city god's demonic nature and evil heart gradually arise, abusing power, corrupting the law, interfering with the world, disregarding human life, and becoming a god of mischief and harm. 】

The troublemaker city god looks very similar to the obscene god of worship, both of them have dark complexions, cold temperament, and a half-smile, which looks uncomfortable.

However, the deity of the temple is wearing a black robe, while the city god who is causing trouble is wearing a green robe, wearing soap boots, wearing a fur head, and holding a wat board. The image of a court official is even more powerful.

The haunting city god has two pieces of equipment, one is the [Golden Book of Rewards and Punishments], and the other is the [Order to Outline the Vermilion Pen].

The former is an upgraded version of the [Golden Population Book], which is worshiped by the gods of the society. It not only records the population, personal property, relatives, land output and other information of the jurisdiction, but also has a historical traceability function.

The history tracing function is equivalent to putting a 24-hour surveillance camera in the jurisdiction. When necessary, the influence of the past can be retrieved and used to judge whether the person was good or evil in his life. punished, thrown into hell.

[Commitment Outline Vermilion Pen] can slightly change the information on the [Gold Book of Rewards, Good and Punishments]. It is one of the avatars of the judge pen in the underworld. Sudden death.

The functions of the two pieces of equipment are only valid for the people within the jurisdiction of the City God, and cannot be used in battle.

As a city god, naturally, he no longer goes to battle in person and fights alone. The county city god has three divisions under the jurisdiction of the Yin and Yang Division, the Quick Report Division, and the Picket Division.

Among them, the Department of Yin and Yang is the head of the departments, coordinating the departments, assisting the work of the City God, supervising all cases, and recording reports.

The Department of Rapid Reporting is in charge of the karma of good and evil. The so-called "good and evil are rewarded, like a shadow", the benefits or disasters that people encounter in daily life are all caused by their good and evil actions. The order of rewarding good and punishing evil is the executive branch.

The picket department is in charge of criminal prisons, and there are lawless evil spirits, they often have to go through the city's prison first, and get hit with a hundred killing sticks to dispel their grievances before they can go to court and be interrogated by the city god.

When the haunted city god landed, he immediately opened up a ghost space underground with a radius of [-] meters, and built a temple with flying eaves and brackets. This will be his office in the future.

Zhu Yao allocated a dozen ghosts to him, only to see the troublemaker City God holding up the official seal with his right hand, reprinting it on the ghost's forehead, and shouting: "Lonely ghost, keep your mind upright, and return to your seat quickly!"

The ghost screamed sharply, its body was tall, about 1.5 meters long, it was wearing a black strong suit, and it held a chain as thick as an egg in both hands.

[Prison officer kid lv1: A small official who belongs to the picket department under the City God and is responsible for managing the prison. 】

As soon as the seal was stamped, the troublesome City God's brows immediately became more tired. Seeing that the ghost had turned into a jailer imp, he shook his head in dissatisfaction, and chose another ghost to continue to stamp the official seal.

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