Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

Witch God:?

She seemed very surprised by the answer she heard, and even confirmed it again: "You don't want to?"

"why?"

What an honor and opportunity it is to become a god, why would someone refuse it?

The witch god was puzzled for a moment, and then he understood: "Is it because you are a god from other places?"

She first noticed Mu Xing because he made the orcs of the Great River Tribe live a better life.

When the witch god fell, the divine body and divine power were transformed into pure witch power and scattered all over the world.Only those who are kind-hearted and can bring happiness and happiness to the orcs can sense and absorb the witch power.

And once a certain orc's witch power is strong to a certain extent, it means that he has made a great contribution to the orcs.

Such a person is the successor candidate selected by her.

After noticing Mu Xing, because Mu Xing's identity was just an ordinary orc, the witch god who is a god immediately saw that the soul inside this orc came from outside world.

She sensed a familiar breath from Mu Xing's soul.

Mu Xing was stunned for a moment when he heard the words of the witch god, and then realized that he might have experienced the world of becoming a god, so he had some misunderstandings about the witch god.

He shook his head: "It has nothing to do with this."

"Why is that?" The witch god was obviously very persistent in wanting an answer.

Mu Xing asked back: "You want me to become a witch god, what do you want me to do?"

The witch god opened his mouth and came: "Naturally, it is to protect the orcs."

This answer was expected by Mu Xing. He replied: "I don't want to bear such a big responsibility."

Before, he directly transmigrated to become a god, that was no choice.

Now that he can choose, why does he have to shoulder such a big responsibility?

"Just because of this?" The witch god was puzzled, "If you become a new witch god, after obtaining the inheritance, you will gain supreme status and strength. Giving orcs shelter is just a breeze."

Mu Xing asked back: "You trust me so much?"

The witch god replied: "You can absorb so much witchcraft power, which is enough to prove what kind of person you are."

"Humans can change." Mu Xing said in a flat tone, "Ordinary orcs live for decades, and their hearts are changeable, let alone a god with an immortal lifespan?"

"Aren't you afraid of finding an evil god for the orcs?"

Witch God: "..."

She said slowly: "I now believe that you really don't want to become a witch god."

Even at the expense of self-deprecation.

Mu Xing thought for a while, and then said: "I'm telling the truth. You are the god who created the orc race, and you have the greatest kindness and love for them. But others may not."

"Now, your witch power exists between the heaven and the earth. Among the orcs, the benevolent people with kind hearts and the powerful people with great talents can absorb your power and escort the orcs."

Mu Xing said sincerely: "I think that the current model will allow the orcs to progress and develop better than pinning their hopes on new gods."

Witch God: "..."

Mu Xing waited for a while, but didn't wait for the remaining words, but was kicked out of the place just now by a powerful force.

Mu Xing opened his eyes in the dark, reached out and rubbed his dizzy head, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "I'm just telling the truth, if you don't agree with it, don't agree, why kick me?"

The witch power in the air froze for a moment, and then returned to calm as if nothing had happened.

Followed Mu Xing to this world, after looking around, he felt that he had no use for himself and concentrated on sleeping, but was awakened by the movement just now.

He didn't know what happened just now, and asked worriedly: "Xing Xing, what happened just now? I suddenly lost your consciousness."

Mu Xing: "It's okay, I chatted with someone for a while."

He said casually: "I was invited to become the god of this world, but I declined."

Guang Tuan was stunned for a moment, and then said casually: "Oh... If you refuse, just refuse."

Mu Xing didn't take it seriously at first, but when he heard Guangtuan's reply, he suddenly stared at him: "Guangtuan, I never asked you, what is your origin?"

Light group:?

He panicked for a moment, then remembered that the person in front of him didn't remember anything, and immediately said confidently: "I... forgot."

Mu Xing was suspicious: "Really?"

The light group calmed down: "Yeah!"

Mu Xing muttered to himself: "Even if you don't want to be a god, you are so calm. You are also a god, right?"

The light group said: "If I am a god, I can be locked in the sea of ​​​​consciousness by you and cannot get out. Is it so useless?"

Mu Xing: "It makes sense."

Although he still had some doubts in his heart, Guang Tuan seemed like he would not let oil and salt into a dead pig and was not afraid of boiling water, and Mu Xing had nothing to do with him, so he could only continue to be locked in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

The soul remnant of the sorcerer never looked for Mu Xing again.

Although Mu Xing didn't want to be a witch god, he still had a sense of responsibility and love for the Dahe Tribe.

The Great River Tribe is thriving under his leadership.

Not long after, several nearby tribes that had been looted by Ming gradually came over to express their desire to join the Great River Tribe after hearing the news that the Dahe Tribe defeated the group of orcs that day.

Now the Dahe Tribe is in a period of rapid development. They need people to do everything, and what they lack most is the labor force that can work. Naturally, they will not refuse anyone.

These tribes brought new news and surprises. Mu Xing found peppers in the things brought by a tribe called Black Stone!

The people of the Blackstone tribe said that this was a commodity exchanged between their tribe and a big tribe.

Only then did Mu Xing know that in this world, primitive trade has already begun between tribes.

He asked the Golden Lion to arrange for a team of orcs to bring them square bricks fired by the Great River Tribe, dried bacon marinated with fragrant herbs, and harvested from the tribe's sheep pen. Blankets made of sheep's wool... and so on, to that caravan.

Half a month later, the tribe returned with a full load.

Not only brought back peppers and other items, but also spread the reputation of the Dahe Tribe.

It didn't take long for all the tribes in this area to know: the Dahe tribe located next to the Qinghe River is very rich, and the orcs in their tribe all have beautiful big houses and soft blankets. They are very clean Beautiful, there's never enough food to eat...

This is the ultimate dream of every orc!

As a result, the Great River Tribe became more and more lively.

After a while, caravans from other tribes came to the Dahe Tribe to exchange things, and they didn't leave after changing things. They walked around the Dahe Tribe like looking at some rare treasure before going back.

Not long after that, the whole tribe dragged their families over.

Just one meaning:

"I heard that the Dahe tribe has no shortage of food, but people who can work. Our tribe has nothing special, but we have a lot of strength and can do everything. Will you accept us?"

Mu Xing: "... Accept!"

After that big defeat, Ming was afraid that the Dahe Tribe would hate him and come after him, so he took hundreds of remaining old tribes and fled westward.

After fleeing for a long time, I haven't heard any news from the Dahe Tribe, so I gradually feel relieved.

He didn't have the patience to develop the industry. From the very beginning, he took the orcs under his command to continue his old business, all kinds of sneak attacks and robberies.

Later, the reality dealt him a heavy blow—hundreds of people were not enough.

He could only be honest for a while, and led his subordinates, falsely claiming that there was a disaster, and chose a tribe with a very remote area and little contact with the outside world, intending to recuperate.

This break is five years.

In the past five years, the only thing Ming accomplished was to beat the old patriarch to death, and with his reputation in the tribe in the past few years, he successfully won the position of patriarch.

After becoming the patriarch, Ming felt that this could not be done.

He began to let his clansmen contact the outside world and communicate with other tribes, intending to know more news and prepare for the future.

Then, he heard very outrageous news.

"You mean the Great River Tribe?"

The orc who came back had a linen bundle in his hand, and he opened it for Ming to see, inside was the soft fabric that Ming was very familiar with.

It is cotton.

The clansman's eyes shone with admiration: "The orcs of the Xiaohe tribe all wear this kind of soft and comfortable fabric. They say that this cotton cloth is handed down from the Dahe tribe, and it is very comfortable!"

He said longingly: "I heard from him that there is a softer fabric like white clouds, which is made of sheep's down. Unfortunately, I can't imagine what it looks like."

When he talked about the Great River Tribe, he began to talk endlessly: "The Great River Tribe is the largest tribe on both sides of the Qinghe River. It is said that there are 10,000+ orcs! There are all kinds of orcs! Their big witches are loved by the witch gods, and they have great wisdom. They not only have great power , and invented a lot of amazing things!"

He began to tell his people what he heard from outside.

First of all, aside from cotton cloth, the Dahe Tribe also discovered a food called "rice", which is planted on the ground, and the fruit it bears, after being shelled and cooked, can fill the stomach and is particularly fragrant.

There are also things called bricks and cement, which are used to build houses and pave roads, which are especially powerful.

"I heard that the house of the Great River Tribe is the strongest in the world, and it can block the collision of the bull tribe!"

The person also said that the roads of the Great River Tribe are clean and tidy, and they are not willing to be slippery in rainy days.

The Dahe Tribe also invented many ways to eat delicacies.

Great River Tribe...

The orc shared what he had heard with the clansmen with a look of amazement, and finally said: "He just told me that his clan has discussed it and plans to go to the Great River Tribe."

Some members of the tribe wondered: "The Dahe tribe is so good, they can join if they want to?"

The orc smacked his lips: "I also asked, and he said that the Great River Tribe is short of people, as long as they sincerely want to join, they are very welcome."

The tribe looked envious.

Ming is on the side, but the more he listens, the more something is wrong.

What bricks, cement, cotton, cashmere, rice... The more you listen, the more familiar you become, and the more you listen, the more outrageous.

Is this something that should come out of this era?

I heard that some big witch took the lead in making these things.

big witch...

He couldn't help but think of the orc he met not long ago.

He recognized at a glance that he was not the real "Ming".

He can sit in the fire unharmed.

Ming laughed angrily: He doesn't believe it!

That star is not a big witch at all.

He is just the same as himself, a time traveler!

He stood up suddenly.

He wanted to go to the Dahe Tribe to see for himself, and questioned that star: They were all traversers, why couldn't he tolerate himself back then, and insisted on driving him out of the Dahe Tribe!