Shavar is a village near a tributary of the Nile, where the first people called Shavar because of their belief in the god Shavar to show their faith and show their worship, and over time, this Lower Egyptian village has gathered hundreds of people, and it can be called a large tribe. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

At this moment, Shawar was more crowded than usual, but unusually solemn, because a resting convoy came to the village. The most inconspicuous of these visitors were also the officials whom the villagers did not dare to provoke; The soldiers who had conquered the land surrounded the outside, drinking and eating, no doubt enough to terrify the villagers; In the middle of the procession, there was a large banner, no one knew the dignitary in the middle, but the banner with the symbol of the all-knowing eye motif undoubtedly represented one of the only five oracles of the dynasty was among them!

This group was none other than Amman leading the team that was preparing to build a new royal city.

"Shari, come back quickly!" A young boy in the village, curious about the shining weapons and armor of the soldiers in the ranks, slipped behind one of the soldiers without anyone noticing, reached out and touched his little hand, and when her mother found out, she couldn't help but be shocked, and quickly shouted anxiously and unassumingly.

The movement behind him caught the soldier's attention, and he sat on the ground and turned his head to meet the boy's eyes. The boy was supposed to arouse kindness, but he had no sympathy or patience for the children of Lower Egypt, so the soldier threw the boy to the ground with a wave of his arm, and shouted viciously: "Get away, little miscellaneous!" ”

"Wow-" was treated rudely like this, coupled with the pain in his body, the child immediately cried, and his mother quickly hugged him, not only did not dare to have the slightest resentment but also sincerely kowtowed: "Thank you, sir!" Thank you, sir! ”

Glancing around the surrounding villagers, he pouted his lips disdainfully, and then said to his comrades around him: "If you want me to say, you should kill all the pigs in Lower Egypt, they don't deserve such a good river and land!" ”

The other soldiers echoed this, many of them were battle-hardened veterans who had fought against the then ununified Lower Egypt before the Apocalypse had completed the conquest six years earlier, and the blood feud accumulated in the middle could not be described in words, and naturally they were also the most hated and militant people in Lower Egypt.

When the villagers of Shavar heard this, they didn't even dare to look at them, because they couldn't help but cast a hateful gaze that would kill them and the villagers.

At this time, a low-ranking logistics officer appeared with two officials, who stood in front of the villagers and said, "Pharaoh has decreed that a new royal capital should be built a hundred miles in front of the river, and all the work will be completed by the Lower Egyptians to show your naturalization and loyalty to Pharaoh." Now, all the able-bodied men in the village over the age of ten come to gather, and if there is any deception, escape, or hiding, the whole family will be executed when they are discovered! ”

"What?"

"My lord, please be lenient, there will be no one to work in the fields if they are all requisitioned!"

"Neff, my lord, my Neve is only eight years old, my lord!"

For a while, everyone was noisy, some were angry, some were pleading, and some wanted to get by, but no one dared to deceive or resist.

"What are you arguing about?" The logistics officer waved his hand away from the villagers and scolded, "Pharaoh's order, there is no accommodation at all!" Now all the men come to me and line up! ”

After speaking, he lowered his voice again, and said a little vaguely: "Other people can also take the initiative to sign up, and those who participate in the project will directly become citizens of the kingdom after completion......"

"What did you say?" A muscular male at the head of the line asked.

"Didn't say anything." The logistics officer waved his hand impatiently, "Hurry up and register, name, age......

All this, the god Horus in the procession naturally saw it all.

Seeing Amman frowning, Tvorsla, who was also a little unbearable and angry about this, said directly: "Your Excellency, you still don't care? The Lower Egyptians were also the people of the kingdom, and they did not even carry out the true will of Pharaoh, which was too much! ”

In this case, Amman can't afford to joke, but he knows that it doesn't make much sense for him to administer justice here, not only does it not help the overall situation, but it is easy to alienate the team from him. The point is that when the project really begins, making sure that the Apocalypse's promise to the Egyptians of Lower Egypt to become citizens after completing the construction is known and kept by all, that is the fundamental way to solve the problem.

Seeing that Amman just shook his head but did not move, Tvorsla became dissatisfied with his indifference, and directly received the melon fruit that had been presented to Amman after the meal, and bit it fiercely while glaring at Amman.

Amman couldn't help but be dumbfounded, but still didn't say anything - there was still a way to go, and he couldn't take it with him if he had to come forward to restrain the team every time, and when the Memphis site was properly used to use the authority of an oracle to set the rules, Tvosila would naturally know what he meant.

The procession continued with hundreds of new strong laborers, passing through hundreds of villages or tribes, requisitioning labor along the way, and by the time the Amman party reached its destination two months later, there were more than 30,000 Lower Egyptians in the procession.

In the middle of the journey, Amman did not intervene in all the arrangements for the management of the Lower Egyptians, including the provision of supplies to some of the people who were not well prepared with water and food, but left it to the officials in charge of logistics to make decisions, because although he had a heart, the result of his zero experience was probably not as simple and crude as the gang's simple and crude methods.

Therefore, after arriving at the Memphis site, a series of preparations such as raw materials and division of labor are still being done by the officials under them, and half a month later, everything is ready and can finally officially start construction.

"Is everyone here?" Amman looked at the crowd in front of him and asked the official in charge beside him.

"Yes, oracle."

"Okay." Amman nodded, motioned for him to stand down, and then slowly rose into the air under the gaze of tens of thousands of people.

His metallic skin glowed in the sunlight, and the arcane energy surged around him, and he deliberately created it to have the greatest impact on everyone present, so that all his next verbal actions would not be ignored and forgotten.

In the face of the majestic oracle, the officials and soldiers who oppressed the Egyptians were the first to kneel down and call for Horus, and then tens of thousands of laborers, after being shocked, fell to the ground and kowtowed, either sincerely or forced.

"Bring this stone." Amman lifted his palm, and a stone half the size of a man fell under his control before the Lower Egyptians: "Whoever comes before me, I will reward him with ten taels of gold." ”

Amman's voice was amplified by the power of the spell so that it was clearly audible to everyone, and the lower Egyptians who heard the words looked at each other, and many were eager and skeptical. In the past, there were many masters who played them with complicated means and untrustworthy words, and some of them not only did not get the promises they deserved, but even had to pay a heavy price, so they were not afraid.

Ten taels of gold is also a lot of money for the group of people from Upper Egypt, enough for many of them to spend more than a year on their families, and all they have to do is so simple, many people show greedy looks, but the attitude of the gods to the lower Egyptians is obvious, so that they can only watch from the sidelines, and then their hearts are puzzled and even a little dissatisfied.

"Twenty taels of gold." Seeing that no one had come forward, Amman spoke again.

People's breathing became heavy. The Lower Egyptians, who had always been submissive and fearful of the slightest mistake, also began to exchange words with each other privately.

"Why don't you give it a try? In front of so many people, a divine envoy should not repent? ”

"If you can't say it, maybe it's some new trick to punish us in a different way."

"What you say makes sense, I think it's better to be honest. Alas, I wish I had survived this conscription, and go back and see my Varya, who was only a year and a half years old, and who would not know me if he did. ”

"Shariwar Bless ......"

The crowd talked, but still no one volunteered. Amman was not in a hurry, in order to break the distrust, rejection and even hatred of the Lower Egyptians he had seen and experienced along the way, he had patience and capital, so he once again raised the reward: "Thirty taels of gold." Just carry this stone in front of me, and I'll give the man thirty taels of gold. ”

"Wow!" This time the voices of the people were louder, and the Lower Egyptians were no longer hiding their conversations, and the Upper Egyptians were also discussing, and the few who wanted to denounce and stop these situations were stopped by the oracles.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care, this life is not worth thirty taels, I'll try!"

In the crowd, a reckless man stood up. He squeezed through the crowd of his fellow Egyptians, stood in front of the stones, looked up at Amman, and said, "Oracle, if I bring this stone to you, I will have thirty taels of gold?" ”

"Bold, you pariah, don't kneel yet!"

The soldiers on the side scolded, and even came out to take the Egyptian man away.

With a wave of his hand, Amman lifted the soldiers back to their places with a strong force, and then replied: "That's right, you move here, and I will give you thirty taels of gold." ”

"Okay, I'm done!" The reckless man shouted loudly, and then he leaned over and picked up the stone, and walked step by step to place it under Amman high in the air.

"Good." Amman nodded, glanced around the crowd of people staring at him in front of him, and then stretched out his right hand, gold coins flying out of his jacket and hovering in his palm.

Holding the gold coin, he announced in a loud voice, "He has completed the task I said, so he is eligible for the thirty taels of gold!" ”

I saw that the gold coins in his hand were shining brightly in the sun, and then this pile of gold flashed quickly in front of the man, and he accepted them all.

The great man who got the gold coin was excited, the people of Lower Egypt were shocked and regretful, and Amman voiced with divine power in the midst of the noise, overpowering all voices: "In my case, the rules must be obeyed, and the laws are above all else!" Today, I announce to you the promise of Pharaoh and me that all those of Lower Egypt who participated in the construction of the royal capital and the tower of the sun will be rewarded for your sacrifice, and when the work is completed, a new code of laws will be promulgated in the kingdom, and you will be full citizens of the kingdom under the new code! ”

In the stunned shock of the group of war criminals and slaves in Lower Egypt who were shocked by the huge surprise, Amman shouted not high but powerful enough: "Start work!" ”