"Phew, bah, bah. ”

The next day, Mao Rui got up, just opened his eyes and opened his mouth, and all the cigarette ash that fell to his mouth yesterday went into his mouth, and he was vomiting there.

It's raining outside, and it's quite loud to hear. Mao Rui walked to the door and saw the rain pouring down in the wind changing direction.

Some people say that rain is like life, the clouds are born and the earth ends, and the process of falling from the sky is a lifetime experience.

Mao Rui stood at the door, quietly watching the rain fall, quietly... Occasionally, water vapor wafted in, but it fell on Mao Rui's body but couldn't wet his clothes. The clothes of the core disciples of Tianyuan Pavilion have their own dust-proof function, and the rain is not enough.

Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mao Rui took out the observation table connected to the monitor, and dropped the picture of eleven mortal villages.

Nine of the eleven villages have been flooded, with all villagers climbing to rooftops to take refuge, and two others are experiencing flash floods due to heavy rainfall.

"You guys, come out. Mao Rui rushed out in the rain and yelled at the next hill.

At the same time, the array was controlled, and the edge defense formation was fully opened, so as not to let the rain continue to fall into the territory.

You must know that monks are born from mortals, and it can be said that mortals are the foundation of monks. In addition, Mao Rui planned to let these mortals work for him, and now it is useless, how can he let them die in the natural disaster.

Even if mortals were useless, Mao Rui couldn't watch them die in front of him. No one with a bit of flesh or blood can do that.

Hearing this, the four of them came out, and Mao Rui hurriedly said: "The mortals in the territory are being affected, so they will act separately and take them to a safe place, and the single village in the east will go to one first." ”

The village to the east was one of the two villages that were suffering from flash floods, and after Mauri gave the order, he flew as fast as he could to the west. There, another village with flash floods is located.

The flash floods were so severe that houses collapsed and hundreds of villagers died. The other villagers ran to a small hill, and although their lives were saved for the time being, all of them had a look of despair on their faces.

The hill is not very high, and the turbulent mudflow has already covered half of the hill, and it is still rising, and it is estimated that it will not be long before the hill will be submerged, and no human beings on it will be spared.

But what can be done, this small hill is already the highest place nearby, and the villagers can only take refuge here, and there are higher and safer peaks in the distance, but it is too late to reach before the flash flood arrives.

Mao Rui arrived, threw out a pile of earth attribute talismans, and built earth walls in front of the hill, forcing the mudflow to divert and no longer come towards the hill.

But this is only a temporary method after all, and it cannot save the lives of these mortals.

When the villagers on the hill saw Mao Rui flying in the air and stepping on the clouds under their feet, they immediately knelt down and shouted words such as 'immortals'.

Mao Rui waved his hand, and dozens of flying ghosts appeared, pounced on the mortals below, and grabbed them one by one and lifted them in the air. The mortals were immediately alarmed, and these things flying in the air were hideous in appearance and vicious, like legendary ghosts.

I thought it was an immortal who came to save my life, but what I didn't want to usher in was a demon, and in the ups and downs, these mortals didn't know what to do.

"Don't panic, don't resist, they'll take you to safety. Mao Rui shouted loudly while guiding the torrent.

Mortals no longer struggled, except for a few children who still cried a few times at the sight of these ghosts.

The ghosts flew to a safe peak with mortals, but there were only a few dozen ghosts that could fly, while there were about four hundred mortals, and it took several trips back and forth to bring them all.

Dozens of ghost creatures are not Mao Rui's control limit, but the other ghost creatures have no ability to fly, so they are useless at this time. As for the Blood Guard, only the golden-red bones and dried corpses have the ability to fly, and the other strengths are not enough to build a foundation, and can only move on the ground.

Mao Rui regretted it a little, he knew that he had taken in a few more ghosts in the abyss of the secret realm, especially this kind of one that could fly.

Originally, there were hundreds of ghosts that Mao Rui could fly, but in the final battle of the secret realm, there were a lot of losses, resulting in only a few dozen left.

There is no regret medicine in the world, and it is useless to regret it now, so you can only transport mortals away one by one.

Once all the mortals on the hill had been transported to a safe peak, Mao Rui collected the ghosts and immediately rushed to the next village, leaving a bunch of villagers kneeling on the ground to thank the gods.

"Hehe, hehe, if there is such a thing, I should ask it why it broke my meridians. During the flight, listening to the faint words of thanks from behind, Mao Rui sneered disdainfully.

Take out the teleportation device, inform the others that the mortal crisis here is over, and rush to the next place at full speed.

Coming to the next village, Mao Rui repeats his old trick, cutting off the torrent and redirecting it there, while the ghost thing brings the mortal to safety.

It took nearly three hours for five people to save eleven villages. Among them, the one who saved the most villages was not Mao Rui, who had the help of ghosts, but Leng Sin, who could use ice spells.

Freeze the torrent in a large area, and mortals step on the frozen torrent to come to a safe place on their own, and the efficiency is not too high.

"What should these mortals do now?" Cao Ling asked in the teleportation artifact.

Mao Rui looked at the mortals in the village who had just been rescued by himself and were kneeling there thanking him, and after pondering for a long time, he said: "Ask them again, if you want, take them to the core area for resettlement, and if you don't want to, stay." ”

After Mao Rui finished speaking, he came to those mortals, and listened to the sound of the gods, and felt very twisted. He cleared his throat and said, "You don't need to bow down to me, I'm not that bullshit god." ”

These words made the villagers quiet down, and they looked at this 'god' who was disrespectful to the gods.

"I can't resurrect your dead relatives and friends, but if you want to seek refuge, you can get my refuge if you are willing to work for me, at least no one will die in something like today." ”

The villagers knelt on the ground and looked at each other, and finally bowed together under the leadership of the presumably village chief, chanting: "May I contribute everything to the gods." ”

"I'm not a god. Mao Rui yelled, and the names of these villages were stunned.

In this way, Mao Rui took a bunch of mortals to hurry in a place where there was no stagnant water, and flew over alone to inquire about the vicinity of other villages, and the result was the same, and the team rushing to the core area grew larger and larger.

The situation is the same for the other four people, no one thinks about the place where they have lived for a few years or even decades and stays, all of them choose to go to the core area, after all, their homes have been washed away by the flood, and they still talk about nostalgia.

It is also a trouble to travel with a group of mortals, you can't climb a mountain when you encounter a steep point, you have to take a detour when you encounter a ravine, you need to rest when you are tired, and you have to sleep when you are sleepy.

In addition to taking away houses and lives, the flood also took away everyone's food, but fortunately, the five Mao Rui people carried a lot of food, which was enough for these mortals to last for a few days, otherwise eating and drinking would be a big problem.

Five days later, Mao Rui finally brought the people from the three villages to the place he had chosen before, Leng Sin, Cao Ning, and Hua Jianbai had already arrived with six villages, and Cao Ning and the two villages were still on the road due to the distance.

Mao Rui has a lot of things to arrange for these mortals to do, such as mining, mining, and mining.

But before that, it's better to wait for them to settle down and build the house first, and they can't let these mortals sleep in the wild for the sake of mining, right?

Let Leng Sin and Cao Ning wait for Cao Ling while assisting the villagers in rebuilding their homes, and Mao Rui himself took Hua Jianbai to Fang City.

In eleven villages, more than 4,000 people died in the disaster. More than 4,000 mouths have to eat every day, and the crops they planted have long been destroyed, and although they can be replanted, it will take time.

Until the new crops are harvested, the only way to get food is to buy it. Of course, it is also a good way to rob other territories, but the problem is that there are mortals in other people's territories, and if you rob others, there are still mortals who will face famine.

Mao Rui originally asked Leng Sin to return to his territory first, and this rainstorm didn't fall on him alone.

As a result, their answer was shocking to Mao Rui.

Leng Sin said that he was freezing that day, and there were no mortals living at all.

The three mortal villages in Cao Ling's territory all live on top of the mountain, and they don't worry about flooding at all.

Cao Ning's side is also wonderful, his territory is the desert Gobi, mortals lack water all year round, and the rain seeps into the sand as soon as it lands, the water can't accumulate at all. This rainstorm can also be regarded as a welfare distribution to those mortals in his territory.

As for Hua Jianbai, this is even more desperate, his territory has been constantly attacked by people nearby, and now there is only a little space around his cave mansion, how can there be mortals living there.

In the Tianyuan Pavilion, due to natural disasters, mortals lose food, so it seems to be a common occurrence for the owner of the territory to go to other territories to buy food.

And one by one, they have excellent skills in starting prices, raising the price extremely high, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a robbery.

Mao Rui gritted his teeth and bought enough food for four thousand people to eat for half a year, wrote down all the names of these black-hearted merchants, and when he was done with his side of things, he would visit them one by one and settle the account with them.

The space bag contained a large amount of grain and returned to the territory, first distributed the amount for three days, and then asked the mortals to set up a warehouse to stack the grain first, and it was not a matter to put it on him all the time.

Then he found a storage bag with a large capacity, filled it with food and handed it to Cao Ling, who led the team back, and said earnestly in Cao Lin's doubts:

"Cao Ling, you see, your younger brother is highly talented, he has to be busy cultivating; needless to say, the cold sin guy is not to say, it would be good to be able to give you a smile; Hua Jianbai has lost all the mortals in his territory, and I don't worry; I don't bother to care about these shit myself. After thinking about it, in the end, it would be better to hand over this position of territorial steward to you. ”