After finishing the tedious preparations, Lu Yao was finally able to return to operating the "God Simulator".

The upper right corner of the game interface shows that the population is 254 and the faith is 21.

The population within the garlic tribe multiplied much slower than Lu Yao thought. It's not that the pixel people don't have a passion for making people, they also gave birth to some babies, but most of the babies died, and not many survived to grow up.

It's better than it was before.

In the early days, the chance of a baby growing up safely was less than 1 in 10, and now Lu Yao visually estimates that it is about 3 out of 10.

The high infant mortality rate and, in addition to the infrastructure problems that the tribes cannot solve in the short term, is also a major problem with the lack of doctors or pharmacists.

The only doctor in the garlic tribe is a shaman, and he alone has to cover all the medical needs of the tribe.

……

Shaman Lv. 2: Hunter

Attack: 0, Defense: 0, Knowledge: 1, Mana: 1, Luck: 0, Morale: 1

【Ability】

Healing Lv2: It can heal various diseases and injuries, and the healing ability is related to the ability level, knowledge, and mana.

……

New life is being born and old life is dying.

Death from injury, aging and death are the most important ways of attrition of the tribe. The dead pixel figurines are buried in the forest by others, allowing them to return to the earth and nature.

This used to be the custom of the forest tribes in the past, and it was continued by the new garlic tribe.

After the winter ended, a particularly hot summer soon followed.

The entire game screen is filled with a faint yellow light, the grass on the ground is dry and yellow, and the water level of the river to the east has also dropped, revealing more banks.

All the little people of the tribe had smoke above their heads and were trapped in extreme heat. They usually hide in their huts, and only go out to farm and hunt in the morning and evening when it is not too hot.

The sun exposure and drought continued, and the little people once again began to pray around the temple.

"Lord Yaoshen, please give us rain!"

"It's too hot to stand it, and if it continues like this, the wheat and garlic will dry up and die, and everyone will die."

"Merciful Yao, great Yao, save us!"

Lu Yao was not stingy, and directly spent 10 points of faith to unfold a miracle [rain].

The long-lost rain fell on the parched land, causing the tribal's pixelated little people to cheer loudly and praise the gods.

The Prophet and the Shaman were talking at this time.

"The gods rained down and relieved the heat. But we can't endlessly ask the gods, and as servants of the gods, we have gained too much and done too little. ”

"Hot weather may still occur, the land loses water, and the wheat and garlic in the fields are difficult to grow. It is necessary to take advantage of the rain of the gods to think of a long-term and reliable solution. ”

The two tribal wise men thought about it, but they didn't have a clue.

So Lu Yao dragged them to the river.

The shaman was moving back and forth by the river, and suddenly a light bulb lit up on his head.

"I see! A trench could be dug in the ground to divert water from the river, so that water could be easily accessed. And if it rains, it can also store it. ”

The two immediately called on the entire garlic tribe to gather all the manpower to dig the ditch.

The pixel people got up early in the morning and dug a ditch, channeled the river water to the edge of the farmland little by little, dug a small pond, and then returned to the river from the other side, turning the water in the ditch into living water.

New hints are constantly popping up on the game interface.

【The garlic tribe learned the ditch, recognized irrigation and drainage. 】

The garlic tribe learned to irrigate, and farmland yields increased. 】

[The garlic tribe has gained prestige among other tribes because of its mastery of new technologies. 】

The drought continues.

After the completion of the primary ditch, the garlic tribe was still suffering from the heat, but basic drinking water and irrigation were guaranteed, and the mood of the pixel people stabilized.

It was in this long drought that the barbarian tribes made a comeback for the third time.

A total of thirty-two barbarians took part in the attack, and the removal of the old, weak, sick and disabled of their tribe was a robbery with the strength of the whole tribe.

"Hand over the water and food! Abominable heresy! ”

"Grab water and food!"

"Don't resist!"

"Hunger, hunger! Thirsty, thirsty! ”

The barbarian tribe looked menacing, but the slogans they shouted made Lu Yao smile.

I can't eat enough, and I still scold heretics?

You don't want to ask for food, you have to kneel before you have a door.

Today's garlic tribe is not afraid of such an order of magnitude of attack at all. Armed with bows and arrows, the hunters easily knocked down the warriors of the barbarian tribes.

Twelve barbarians died in this battle, and the remaining twenty were captured.

It seems that they have completely lost their minds, tormented by the drought, and have given up on themselves.

Since the barbarian tribes were more like nomads in the mountains, skilled in hunting and raiding, they were completely deprived of food supplies and water sources during the long drought.

So they could only do their old job, go down the mountain to rob, and find a way to survive.

After a little persuasion from the shaman, the barbarians immediately surrendered, willing to join the garlic tribe, and shouted that they would never betray.

This gave Lu Yao reason to wonder if they had planned to defect to the garlic tribe a long time ago.

It's just a simple-minded barbarian, and he doesn't know how to get the garlic tribe to accept ...... Of course, it may also be that the barbarians have the idol baggage of being a warrior. It seems more convincing to surrender after fighting.

The barbarians spoke of the current state of the tribe.

"It's too hot, and the tribe has killed a lot of people."

"The tribe has no food, everyone is hungry, there is no water, thirsty, and the demon lord still needs sacrifices."

"The hero was eaten as a sacrifice by the devil."

"We went everywhere to rob it, but we couldn't rob it, and a lot of people died."

"Finally we're here."

What they said also proved Lu Yao's guess from the side.

Demon Jack is not a player who runs a stream, and the barbarian tribe is more of a tool man to him. In the end, how the barbarians are doing is not his consideration at all, he will only force the barbarians to find prey everywhere to sacrifice, even the barbarian heroes.

The barbarian tribe existed in name only.

Lu Yao was also ready to wait until he got through this dry season and found a time to completely eliminate the barbarian tribe. I didn't think that in the extreme climate, they couldn't bear it themselves. Under the indiscriminate coverage of the power of nature, human groups are more likely to adapt to their environment.

finally solved a problem in my heart.

Lu Yao twisted his neck and stretched.

Isabel, who was beside her, suddenly looked out of the window and said in a serious voice: "My lord, the breath of the devil." ”

"Demons?"

Lu Yao walked to the window and looked out.

The alleys and streets were empty, it was already night, and with the perverted deeds of the community, there was only a white wild dog swaying in the streets.

"Where?"

Isabel pointed to a corner down the street.

There was a middle-aged man lying there. The man seemed to be drunk, leaning against the road, spitting filth around him.

The wild dog walked all the way to the man and sniffed.

Then it made a move that Lu Yao didn't expect.

The wild dog bit the man's clothes and dragged him down the alley little by little.

"Your Excellency, please order me to hunt demons." Isabel said.

Lu Yao asked, "You go to deal with the demon, how can I contact you?" ”

"With my eyes."

Isabel reached out and cut into her left eye socket, gouged out her left eye with her fingers and handed it to Lu Yao.

It is a white eyeball with green pupils, and the eyeball has a gem-like cold texture and a crystalline luster, like some kind of ancient work of art.

"Your Excellency. Everything I see with the power of faith will be revealed to you through this eye. You can also give me new commands through your eyes. ”

Lu Yao carefully held his eyeballs in his hand and advised: "Pay attention to safety, don't let others discover your identity." ”

"Yes, sir."

Isabel's body was wrapped in a cloud of black mist, which quickly condensed into a black robe, and her eyes were covered with black cloth again, returning to their original appearance.

Men's shirts, sunglasses, and jeans flew out of the black robes, and the clothes were scattered on the bed.

Isabel leaps off the windowsill and blends into the night.