Pastoral Ge was stunned, and suddenly felt that something was wrong: before the Perseus Twin Yang System approached, the Celestial Ship Star had been frozen in eternal winter, and no one would come to the Celestial Ship Star to incubate civilization, and he specially chose the Celestial Ship Star in accordance with his adoptive father's will, just in time for the advent of Heng Summer. So the civilization of the invaders must have also been artificially incubated.

Several civilizations grab a piece of the Pan-Ancient Continent, and this kind of thing usually happens in the more sought-after central area. The appearance of such a wealthy "big guy" in the remote and bad Tianzhou Star surprised Muge.

This made Madrigal a little vigilant: Tianshipxing is obviously a turbulent place, why does it attract chaebol competition?

Many thoughts flashed through me. But the Xia tribe has already shown its defeat, and it will be too late if the pastoral song does not intervene. He was determined to step in to protect his shortcomings.

I saw a circle of golden light bloom from the pyramid, and a god in gorgeous armor walked out of it. He soared into the sky, and before the vision could attract the attention of others, a figure touched the ground like a meteorite, and suddenly the sky shook, and more than a dozen white ghost warriors were lifted into the air by the shock wave, and a messy human body rainstorm fell. Then, the deity rose from the crater and slowly floated into the air.

The White Ghost Warriors were all shocked by this loud noise, and their hideous colors disappeared without a trace, and their terrified expressions jumped on their faces.

"Get on your knees. Said the god floating in the air.

The white ghosts were stunned and looked at each other one by one. However, the matriarch of the Xia tribe shouted hoarsely: "God has come to save us!" led all the men and women of the Xia tribe to kneel, and kowtowed violently to the ground.

When the gods saw that the white ghost did not move, suddenly the shadow blurred, disappeared out of thin air, and suddenly reappeared. When his cloak hunted and flew again, he was already carrying a white ghost head with pink in his hand: "Kneel!"

There was a chaotic sound, and more than 100 white ghosts were left kneeling together, all their weapons were lost, and they were trembling on the ground. One of the sensible white ghosts began to learn the Xia clan kowtow, and the others learned it quickly, competing to kowtow, and the sound was like a hoe.

That deity is the madrigal. He threw his head on the ground, turned his head to look at the dark forest under his feet, and was silent for a while, then suddenly let out a roar of rage, and frantically crushed the trees: "Where are you hiding?"

The old and young of the Xia clan looked at each other, thinking to themselves what the faun was shouting at the air?

Suddenly, the forest shook for a while, and a figure lifted its invisibility state, revealing its silhouette under the blood moon: "Below is the clerk of the Dead Winter Company, who is ordered to manage these white rats. I'm sorry to alarm you. Let me explain, I thought this tribe was an indigenous civilization, and I wanted to build a city. I didn't expect to have a master, misunderstanding. ”

The Dead Winter clerk was polite, but he floated very far away, obviously knowing that this was a place outside the law, and he didn't dare to joke with his life.

When the old and young of the Xia clan saw that the "god" actually roared so much that the demon appeared, they immediately bowed and worshipped.

"Eternal winter turns to summer, only a few days, the monkeys have not evolved into monkeys, do you think these people have evolved?" Madrigal pierced the clerk's polite words, "If you destroy my people, I can also destroy your capital." Believe me, thousands of years from now, when humanity digs up your ruins, they will never know how it turned into a dead city. ”

"That being the case, it is better to follow the rules of the industry, you and I macro-control, and not meddle in specific affairs. If you become a king or lose, you are willing to gamble and lose. The clerk was clearly diplomatically trained, and his negotiations were gentle and reserved: "If you insist on declaring war, we have prepared an adequate budget. 100 million light dust, gilding the white rats, I'm afraid you will be difficult to clean up. ”

This is the most respectful threat Madrigal has ever seen. 100 million light dust, which can almost transform the planet's landform, is used to gild the white rats, and I am afraid that the god of war will be killed in seconds. Sure enough, after the "monetization of vindictiveness", the world changed its flag.

Madrigal is busy with the war, and he really doesn't have time to spend his life with the legal department of a large company, so this "industry rule" is very beneficial to Madrigal. He promised: "Yes, only regulate, do not interfere." However, additional terms apply. A truce of ten days. ”

"Agreed. The other party recognized the military rank of the pastoral song and happily gave in, "Dare to ask what the name of your country is?"

"It's a hot summer. "The madrigal is righteous and awe-inspiring.

"Dead Winter. After reporting to each other, the clerk disappeared incognito.

The white ghosts trembled and crawled from the feet of the madrigal, ran into the woods, and ran on and off. This generation of white ghost warriors was frightened by the madrigal, and it is estimated that they will not dare to come in person, and only after the truce is over, a new generation of troops will be formed, and there is a possibility of crusade again. The clerk promised a truce, also considering morale reasons.

The madrigal fell, walked into the fire-lit wooden village, looked at the matriarch and said, "When you opened your eyes to me, you were still a child, and I am very pleased that you have taken command of the clan after more than 20 days." ”

The old woman sobbed on the ground: "The god of faun is above, do you think that only more than 20 days have passed, and I have spent 26 years in vain." I wish to see you again before I die. ”

"One day in heaven and one year on earth will see rise and fall. Pastoral sighed. He was melancholy in his heart, because he grew up on the vassal planet and sympathized with these vassal civilizations, so he was inextricably linked, and he couldn't even put up a shelf of gods. Standing in the scorching firelight, he announced: "From this day onwards, the capital will be moved inland, the eleven commandments will be issued, and the stone will be engraved as a monument, which is a legal code." Every August, I come to see you. He couldn't say much, and after he gave the order, he flew into the air, overlooking the Xia people's moving capital. After a month, these people will all die of old age, and the pastoral is sad, so he pretends to be cold, so as not to be difficult to part.

The Xia people packed up their livestock and materials, supported the old and the young, and migrated towards the pyramid next to the big river. The pyramids have become a sacred place in their hearts, and despite the hardships of trekking through mountains and rivers, they are full of devotion to overcome obstacles and run hand in hand to their new home. The sound of the madrigal was like thunder, rumbling through the sky:

"Fishing and hunting can be a family, but not a country. The pyramid is adjacent to a large river, and the soil is fertile, which can be cultivated and multiplied. ”

Once the Xia learned to plough the land, there was plenty of food to support the continuous growth of the population. If there were more men from the Xia clan, the white ghosts would not come in so easily.

"Mudwood casts a walled city, but it is difficult to build a walled city. Learn to identify minerals, prospect for bronze, metallurgy for iron, quarrying for the city, then foreign enemies will not enter, majestic in the world. ”

"Clay tablets can be counted but difficult to arithmetic. Enrich the text, study mathematics and physics, understand the Pythagorean, and practice the calendar, you can get a first glimpse of the door and explore the heavens. ”

"If you divide you, you will die, and if you join you, you will prosper. Scattered sand is difficult to gather, and dripping water can penetrate stones. Set up the shrine of the shepherd, recite the lord of the heavens, gather under my command, gather your hearts and minds, you can be saved, you can get light. ”

"A gentleman cultivates himself with martial arts and strives for self-improvement. The nobles wear armor and take their edges, and choose the front into a formation to take their essence. That's all there is to be done. ”

If the Xia people follow the orders of the pastoral song, agriculture, industry, science, culture, and military will all rise from the ground and become an ancient civilization that cannot be ignored in the southern part of the ancient continent. However, the implementation of the tribal system is really limited, and the patriarch can only promote one plan in a quarter. If you can do four things in a year, you will not be able to live up to the pastoral.