Rumble!

The thunder sounded in the sky, and there were bursts of thunder, and the sound spread for ten miles.

Dense raindrops crackled on the mud-brick houses, torrential rain poured down, and the crumbling sound of the wooden roofs was heard, and all the villagers gradually woke up from their sleep.

Some of the mud-brick houses are old and in disrepair, and the roof tiles have crackled overhead, and the cracks have attracted a large amount of rainwater to seep into the houses.

The wind outside was blowing wildly, and the rain was already flying all over the door outside the door, and the road more than ten meters away could not be seen.

The uneven mud was quickly filled with rainwater, creating small patches of mud.

Alan was woken up once by a thunderstorm and fell asleep after a while.

A few hours later, the sky was bright, and the dazed Alan seemed to hear the cry of the cat-eared Lori, and woke up immediately.

He found the muddy floor in the house wet, a patch of muddy water.

Looking up at the roof of his house, a few tiles were cracked, and he could see the faint light of the early morning night.

"What a humble house."

Alan wants to live in a cement house as soon as possible, such a rotten house is really disgusting to live in for a day, and there is a lot of rainfall in the tropics or subtropics, so it is a good thing to build a house early.

At this time, he faintly heard the crying of Cat Ear Lori and Xiao Zhengtai, there were more than one, and several people were crying.

Walking out the door, Alan realized what was going on.

In the distance, the wooden roofs of several houses collapsed, children wiped their eyes with their hands and cried, and adults stood stupidly outside the houses motionless, as if they had lost their souls.

Last night's heavy rain collapsed the mud brick house, which was originally of poor quality, and in the future, it will have to face frequent summer rains, and the burden of the family suddenly falls on the adults.

With a serious expression, Alan paced to the side of the house with a dilapidated roof, and Windsor, Hood and other villagers also arrived at the scene and whispered something.

"The house is broken."

"Hey, once Thor is angry, there will be natural and man-made disasters, no way. Call the whole village at noon today and sacrifice to the god of thunder together, so that there will be no rainstorm again tomorrow. Priest Hood grimaced, the end of his tail hanging low to the ground.

At this time, Hood finally said something that was worthy of the priesthood.

Wen Sha, the deputy head of the village, also nodded silently, even if she awakened her feminist consciousness, she still did not get out of the superstitious thinking of believing in nature gods.

The onlookers next to them didn't even need to look at it, nodded heavily, and agreed to collectively sacrifice the god of thunder.

When Alan heard the priest's words, he was immediately displeased.

A thunderstorm is a big fuss and an excessive waste of work time, and Alan will never allow foolish thoughts to remain in the village.

He looked at the two cat-eared Loli who were the best comforters at the scene, stepped forward and touched their heads, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, I will build a cement house for everyone, the cement house is much stronger than this mud house, so that everyone will not be affected by the continuous rainstorm in the future." ”

The two sisters were crying like little cats, crying whimper-wow, and after being touched by Alan, the crying gradually stopped.

Sister Effie raised her head, her red and swollen eyes flashed with hope, and she said crisply: "Really? ”

"Of course it's true." Alan nodded heavily.

Sister Effie subconsciously raised the cat's tail and swayed it from side to side, very happy.

Sister Ena's white-haired ears moved slightly, she took a sip of snot, and said glutinously: "But Mom, she still has to join the army, and Dad doesn't dare to give up education work, everyone has no time to mend the roof, I'm too short to reach ......."

"It's okay, I took care of the broken roof, I sent slaves to repair the roof, and your family can work with confidence." Alan laughed and took all this on his shoulders.

The construction of Datie Village is crucial, and time cannot be wasted on low-output things.

The surrounding villagers were stunned when they heard that Alan was in charge of the roofs of all the broken houses.

What did I just hear, the village chief said he was going to contract the roof repairs for all the affected orcs?

The villagers were like wooden poles, pestle in place, in a daze for a few seconds, before an orc asked in a trembling voice, "Lord Allen, are you telling the truth?" ”

"Naturally, it's true, I'll let everyone work with peace of mind, and there's no need to waste time fixing this kind of thing." Alan looked into Hoth's eyes and accentuated his tone, making his determination felt by all.

Windsor covered her mouth, she really didn't expect Alan to be so kind, and she didn't hesitate to send her own slaves to help the villagers at the bottom repair the roof.

The other aristocratic young masters didn't care about the family affairs of the villagers at all, but Alan was really a little different.

Windsor thought that Alan was just naturally smart, but now that he has changed his perspective and is sympathetic to the people, the biggest difference for Allen is that.

After contracting the job, Alan announced loudly: "The noon mass sacrifice has been canceled, military training continues as usual, and the children's teachers continue to educate the children in the village." ”

Hearing the decree issued by Allen, Hood's face changed slightly, and he hesitated: "It's not good for Village Chief Allen to be like this, what if Thor gets angry again and sends down heavenly punishment?" ”

"Then let it be punished, survive this period of time first, and then see if the cement house is stronger, or the rainstorm is more violent." Alan waved his hand indifferently and vetoed Hood's decision to sacrifice collectively.

Hood was so angry that Alan dared to despise the gods, he would definitely be killed by Thor's heavenly punishment, or the roof would be crushed by the torrential rain.

"Village Chief Allen, the villagers can not worship, but as a priest, I must worship, otherwise it will be disrespectful, you see......" No matter how angry Hu De was, he didn't dare to speak back, so he could only suppress his anger and make suggestions.

"What sacrifice do you take?"

Eren doesn't have to oppose sacrifices, after all, this is another world, what if there really are gods?

Just in case, see if the alleged sacrifice is real or fake.

"I need a live chicken, white rice, greens, wine and fruit." The priest named five sacrificial materials.

When Alan heard that there were no living people in the sacrificial materials, he was immediately relieved, fortunately, it was not an inhuman sacrifice.

"Okay, you can sacrifice yourself."

Hu De was embarrassed: "Eh, don't you come to the village chief, I'm afraid that Thor will really be angry." ”

"I'll take a look at it then, and you prepare the materials yourself. Remember, you can't take other villagers' things and sacrifice them! Alan warned him very harshly not to make small moves.

Hood originally wanted to ask the villagers to borrow a live chicken and rice or something, but he didn't expect Allen to have so many restrictions, and his whole face suddenly pulled down.

"But I ......"

"No, but, if you really don't have it, you can find someone to borrow it, and once the sacrificial object does not disappear without a trace, then after the sacrifice is completed, return the thing to the person intact."

After Allen finished scolding the priest, he turned around and took Windsor and the other villagers to the cement factory, leaving the aggrieved Hood.

The villagers embraced Alan forward, curious about Alan's destination, "Lord Alan, where are we going now?" ”

Alan took a big stride and replied, "Go to the cement factory and look at the cement fence." ”

When they heard the cement fence, everyone ignored the word cement and thought of the dirt fence first.

"Then the wall should be broken, right?"

"I've built dirt walls before, and normally new ones don't collapse, but last night's rainstorm was so violent that it probably really collapsed."

The crowd talked about the dirt wall, and not a single one talked about the treatment of Priest Hood.

After walking for a while, as everyone got closer and closer to the cement factory, someone saw a row of people watching the cement factory from a distance, and there were waves of exclamations from inside, as if they were looking at some rare treasure.