"Don't worry, everyone, come and line up, everyone will get a share of the food."

The holy warrior who believed in the goddess of magic shouted with a puff of breath.

Below him was a vast earth traveler, whose sackcloth had been stained with mud after a day's work and labor, but it could not be replaced.

In order to prevent the traversers from being affected by the disaster from looting the food transported, as well as to prevent various dangers, the forces sent by Arthur's major temples to the Wild Death Land, in addition to the priests, specially let the Holy Warriors accompany them.

Pastor Robin instructed the probationary priests to distribute the boiled gruel while observing the surrounding situation.

"It's not the same as the camp I went to yesterday." Robin said to the paladin Aite who was standing beside him.

"It's true that these people don't look so desperate." Paladin Aite concluded.

At this moment, at the rear of their team, several probationary priests who had been recruited from a camp yesterday had been recruited, preparing to go back and arrange for the church to receive training as priests and holy warriors.

And this period can range from four to five years to ten or twenty years.

Therefore, several selected earthlings decided to give up when they heard about this time period.

Because they heard that the players had completed the training only a few months before they heard about it.

At this moment, in the entire Wild Death Land, there are not a few people who have made this choice, and it is enough for them to regret it for the rest of their lives.

"It may be that there are a large number of players in this camp, so the message feedback is more timely, and they also believe that the goddess will come here to sow divine grace, so they are naturally not so anxious." Paladin Aite concluded after thinking about it.

But the people who received the porridge below looked at the pottery bowl in their hands with a bitter expression, one per person.

As a gift from the Church of the Goddess, the price of receiving it is that in the coming week, before eating, they will recite the recitation on the pottery bowl to praise the goddess.

According to these priests, if the ritual is not completed, the bowl's "stabilizing" spell may not be activated and will shatter within a few days.

So most people, even if they don't even know who the goddess of magic is, still honestly pronounce this line.

In this hungry and poor time, those who shout not to eat the food that come to them are a minority after all.

This camp is all from the same city, can live in the city at least the part of starvation, if not for the particular family, or the recent stomach discomfort, usually drink very little porridge.

At this time, I saw the porridge again, which was the same as the one staged in the TV series, so rare that I couldn't see a few grains of rice, and everyone could only cry without tears.

Even if you have diabetes and can't drink porridge, you can only swallow it at the moment.

After going out to collect for most of the day, there are indeed "animals" that have been hunted, but after all, they are a minority, and because they are players with combat effectiveness.

But in the face of the population of the entire camp, even if these players are willing to distribute it evenly, the vast majority of people can't even be assigned a little oily.

"Mom, I'm going to eat chicken thighs, I don't want to drink this." A fat dun who already had four lumps of meat on his cheeks looked at the gruel that didn't take a bite of him at all, and protested.

It's just the little fat man's mother, but she can't say a word, she can only sigh: "Eat quickly, if you drag it on, you won't even have this porridge." Your father has just inquired about the food brought by these priests, even if it is boiled into this kind of porridge, it will not last for seven days. ”

"Unless there is food growing in the field, in seven days, everyone will still be hungry." The chubby mother also lost her usual interest in coaxing her children.

Suddenly, the fat grandmother next to her was also a little hungry and her eyes blackened, panting and saying, "Didn't Ah Fei just say that he knew that player before, and said that he was going to beg for a piece of meat." Later, if you ask for it, let the child eat it. ”

It's just that Chubby Dun's mother sneered on the spot, "Just him, he was someone else's boss before, do you still want to be your boss after the crossing?" Those four players went out and came back after a sheep, do you think that the four of them are not enough, and they can still remember their former bosses? Has your son been a great favor to his family? ”

As a daughter-in-law, the woman naturally whispered to the family of the big family and the big man before the crossing.

After coming to another world at this time, no matter how dull she was, she began to understand that this world was no longer the same.

And Zhang Yaoyu, who was sitting not far away, was eating a piece of lamb chops from other players with his girlfriend.

After crossing, in less than half a day, the players in the camp had secretly agreed to take turns to go out hunting, and the rest of the players who stayed in the camp took care of the players' relatives.

Many shrewd and quick earthlings have secretly moved their positions towards the players' relatives area, which is more secure.

In fact, Zhang Yaoyu doesn't have to worry about anything, there is a bag of dry food in his package that can eat for ten days, which is enough for him to stay up with his parents and his girlfriend's parents for two or three days.

After the crossing, players are equipped with everything they had when they went offline a month ago.

If someone has a valuable and strange object with a huge storage space such as the "dimensional bag", and there is food in it, it is not impossible to directly follow the example of Na Yanan, and gather people on the spot and divide the place.

"Don't worry, eat slowly, there will be tomorrow." Soldier Zhang Yaoyu looked at his girlfriend with pity, he knew that there was a lamb chop in his girlfriend's rice bowl that he wanted to take back and leave for her parents, but he didn't say anything.

With a look of compassion, he looked at the countless people in the camp at this moment, bowing their heads and drinking porridge.

The gruel, which was originally distributed for free, was now distributed for free, and the people who had been hungry all day even began to lick the pottery bowl, even if there was a slight gap on it.

Because everyone can't guarantee that the next "gruel" will be delivered as promised at this time tomorrow.

For the first time, the shortage of resources in the apocalypse was fiercely pressed on everyone's hearts. To read

"Why do they eat big fish and meat, we can only drink porridge here!"

Suddenly, a man who had finished drinking the porridge but still felt that the hunger in his stomach had not subsided, stood up and shouted.

The man knew that his strength was limited, but as long as he could stir up his hunger, under the influence of the smell of flesh wafting from the players in the distance, he might be able to create chaos and make him angry.

However, after the man said this, he did not usher in the storm he expected, or the anger of the other party, scolding him for not knowing what to do, or threatening to cancel his tomorrow's share.

I saw a female pastor who had just given him porridge and apologized to him slightly: "I'm sorry, we have limited transportation capacity, and we have to rush to other places tomorrow to transfer food, so each camp can only leave enough food for everyone to maintain the minimum standard of living." ”

As she spoke, the girl narrated the goddess's teachings on this operation, and slowly attracted the crowd in the venue who had just eaten and had nothing to do.

The man who had taken the lead in making trouble, and had even been detained, suddenly found that he had encountered an occasion where he had made a plan at all and was waiting for him to enter the game to lead the topic.

It was as if after pieting porridge, waiting for him to jump out.

Slowly, everyone's eyes began to look disdainful at him, and the man who was angry in his heart could only leave quietly.

It's just that the teachings of the goddess of magic have planted seeds in the hearts of some people.

"What happened here before we came?" The holy warrior Aite also took advantage of everyone's attention to be attracted by the female priest, and quietly approached the warrior Zhang Yaoyu, who was still eating lamb chops.

"Hello." The paladin Aite immediately got straight to the point and asked if anything had happened in the past two days.

Warrior players, on the other hand, are well aware of the important role of the "Church Power" in Arthur, and immediately confide in everything he knows.

He was also extremely sure that if he didn't say it, the other Earth players would also quietly make it clear to each other, because the scene that happened during the day was too many witnesses.

And with Zhang Yaoyu's description, the holy warrior Aite, the more he listened, the more his mouth opened.

Even Robin, the pastor who followed him, thought he had heard something

He and Aite looked at each other the same, and they both saw the incredulity in each other's eyes.

"What's wrong?" The warrior Zhang Yaoyu found that both of them were extremely surprised, and emphasized on the spot: "I am not lying at all, I don't believe you can ask other people." ”

As he spoke, he also bowed his head humbly, "I don't dare to lie to the goddess's agent in the world. ”

But hearing this compliment, Priest Robin didn't look too happy, and explained, "You're a warrior, so it's not surprising that you don't know." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the other party with a cautious expression, "Reincarnation, no, the other party who deliberately killed it should be the 'Final Breath', which is the druid's unique four-ring magic technique, and the other party can also cast the nine-ring arcane prayer technique." ”

"Part-time?" Zhang Yaoyu put forward a guess that he doubted, he didn't know that the giant was a druid magic before, so he always thought that the mysterious mage was a peerless master, how could he guess that it was still a magic master.

Being able to cast the level 17 spell of the Nine Ring Mage, and then working part-time as a level 7 druid, is a bit funny no matter how you look at it.

"Nope." Robin shook his head and said, "Legend has it that the goddess is under the jurisdiction of a goddess, and there is a kind of boundary between divine magic and arcane arts, and those who want to clarify their spell casters are called mystics. ”

"This profession, every time you level up, you can increase the caster level of both mage and priest at the same time, which is the only way to double cultivate. However, before he was again, he needed a level 3 mage and a level 3 priest, and when he advanced to the last level 7, he could only cast the second ring spell, so the casters of the battle direction rarely chose this, and only some old antiques who had devoted themselves to research would think so. ”

"However, the choice of druid and mage dual cultivation is rare." Pastor Robin concluded.

"Actually, there are, I met a druid elder who wielded arcane power in the Forest of Annihilation before." Aite said, "The other party is taking the arcane high priest route, and it has the same abilities as the arcane magician. ”

However, in the discussion between the two later, the warrior Zhang Yaoyu had already found that it was beyond his comprehension, and he was directly dizzy.

It wasn't until the saliva in front of them was almost dry that Aite spoke, "Then can you take us under the tree at that time?" ”

"Yes, you come with me." The warrior player also agreed on the spot.

After a few moments, Priest Robin crouched down and felt the blackened scorched marks on the ground, and in front of him, the ancient towering tree had been scorched by the first lightning strike, and its branches had forked.

As the priest of the goddess of magic, arcane is also a background knowledge that priests need to know, so Robin is no stranger to the effects of the spell "Beam of Lightning".

"It's just a little strange how the lightning beam can leave such exaggerated burn marks on the ground."

"It's a lightning beam that fell from the sky, forty meters high, and a six-meter roll, no, it should be called a lightning curtain, so you guess you can see this trace on the ground."

The person who interjected was also extremely devout to the feat in front of him, and hurried over after drinking the porridge and continued to maintain the posture of worship.

"That's exactly what happened." Robin smiled wryly.

It was only in the next moment that his expression became extremely serious, and he said to Aite: "We have to hurry back to report to the above, I'm afraid we just missed the real representative of a goddess in the world." ”

"I'm here, and I feel the brilliance of divine power."

After Pastor Robin finished sighing, he suddenly noticed that the ground in front of him was wet.

Then the sky turned black in an instant.

"Oops! Hurry up and inform everyone and get ready to take shelter from the rain! At this scale, people will die. ”