Sword and Magic and Taxi

Zhao Mai, shrouded in blue light, was worshiped by many residents of Yurik, and some even called him the true god. After Humana died, the inertia of life made them look for a new spiritual dependence and leader. They were already familiar with the concept of god, so they used it on Zhao Mai.

Faith is a kind of power, and gods know how to gather and use this power, and Zhao Mai is no exception. The power of these beliefs formed a field, shrouded over Yurik City, and floated towards Zhao Mai.

I am not your god. I will not save you. You have to save yourselves. Zhao Mai used the Z-worm's domain to isolate the gathered power of faith, and then said: Humanna is dead, you can try Take control of your own destiny.”

No one understood what he was talking about. For most people in Yurik, they have no idea what their destiny is. Looking at the confusion and disappointment in their eyes, Zhao Mai could clearly feel the confusion and confusion in their hearts. Killing evil people can save good people, but it does not necessarily mean that good people can live a happy life. If the current situation continues to develop, there is a high possibility that Yurik will fall completely into chaos. Without order, it will even turn into a city of sand pirates.

Coming to a country, killing its leader, completely paralyzing and eliminating its management class, breaking all the shackles, what will be unleashed will basically not be democracy and freedom, but chaos. Order is always born from chaos, which shows that chaos runs faster and comes earlier than order.

Just like the power of faith gathered above the head. It is mixed with Yurik's collapsing sense of territory, influencing each other and intertwining, trying to find a way out. Zhao Mai stared at it closely, just to observe what it would do. The will of the world has the ability to adjust itself, but no matter how much it adjusts, it cannot resurrect Humana. The important battle between the Crimson Legion and Ulric is meaningless. Ricas is destined not to fail here. So what will the will of the world do next?

An old man gave the answer. It was an old slave who had been taken to the slaughterhouse to end his life on some stone hook and someone else's stomach acid, and now he was free. He kept lying on the ground, his knees and forehead burned red by the sand and gravel. The will of the world hovered over him for a moment, and the old man stood up. He was hunched over, trying to raise his head to look at Zhao Mai, and asked, Are you Licas, the liberator of slaves?

The moment he said the words, Zhao Mai understood. So he smiled and replied: I am not Ricas, but I am his friend.

Will you manage and rule us? The old man saw Zhao Mai shaking his head and asked, Where is Licas?

Zhao Mai closed his eyes. His domain was communicating with Atas's world will, and an agreement was quickly reached. You need to find your own savior, but you will eventually find that the savior is yourself. Ricas is in Keld Village, but that is not the end of your journey, but only the first step.

The old man nodded. He looked around, pulled out a half-blackened hardwood stick from the ruins, used it as a walking stick, and then turned and walked out of the city. I'm going to find Lichas, the liberator of Tire. He should know what we should do.

Many people followed him, collecting supplies such as food and drink along the way. Ulric's sense of territoriality and the power of everyone's prayers have a place to go, and part of them is attached to this team. The rest are still hovering over the city, and there's no telling when and where new heroes will appear.

You can easily become the master of this city - although it is built on a skeletal volcano crater and a human flesh processing plant, it is still one of the several large cities in Athas. Tyrion seemed to be encouraging Zhao Mai In fact, he is admonishing: As long as you bring all the oases in the desert, you will be able to easily feed this population.

If I want to attack a certain Witch King's city next time, you can tell me these words again. Zhao Mai replied: I know that you have served as the steward of Casterly Rock City and the agent of Westeros. Prime Minister, now I need you to use your skills so that I can take over the population of each city after wiping out the Witch King. I also need to have enough spare power to welcome a world of immigrants, and these must be planned in advance— —And I think you know who the person who made the plan will be.

Tyrion's face fell, he spread his hands and said with an exaggerated expression: I do want to have the opportunity to use my talents and abilities, but it shouldn't be so hard. There are no women, no wine, and even the food is only mushrooms... … I’d die on the job.”

I will resurrect you, so don't be lazy. Zhao Mai shook his head and returned to the car with his collar. Since the Witch King of Ulric City has been eliminated, the historical mission of the Crimson Legion has basically ended, and the will of the world that entangled Satiri has also left. This is the most important thing. Zhao Mai and the Will of the World have reached a compromise, and the expansion of Xirang and Z Worm will be helped by Atas. This is something that has never been done by anyone in history.

I have to say that you have the potential to become a dictator than any Witch King. But for the sake of the world, I have to reluctantly become a poor enslaved by you. Tyrion looked back at the city, where a group of ragged refugees were fleeing. The slaves followed them at a distance. They want to be protected but are afraid to get close. Zhao Mai, do you know why there are classes? Although you are miserable, as long as there are people below you, you will feel satisfied. People are really pathetic animals, relying on the illusion of comparison to obtain happiness, and I am exactly that Sad little people.”

If you want to take someone back to serve you, just say so. Don't beat around the bush. ​​Duojian glanced at the people who were huddled in corners and behind pillars, watching. These people are all slaves. Judging from their clothes, they must have done hard work, and they don't know how to wait on others.

It's not time yet, Tyrion. Zhao Mai said to the little devil: The entanglement of the will of the world here is too deep at present, and I don't want you to get into any trouble. Wait...

Zhao Mai frowned and looked at someone in the crowd. It was a little beggar with one eye tied around him. He was thin, small and inconspicuous. He was slowly squeezed to the back in the crowd of people. The connection between her fate and Atas has become very weak, almost to the point of death. The moment Zhao Mai saw her, she was cut off from the world due to the influence of the Z-worm realm. Zhao Mai foresaw the future, knowing that as long as she got in the car and left, taking away the realm, she would be knocked down by the scattered crowd, suffer fatal injuries in the stampede, and die before nightfall.

Take her with you. Zhao Mai used his psychic powers to separate everyone and pulled the little girl over. The little girl went limp and fainted from weakness and fright.

How old is she? Considering that malnutrition will make her look smaller, she is only seven or eight years old at most. What can she do?

You can't do anything. Don't let her do anything. Zhao Mai said: In my family, the daily work is done by Gardener Dragon and Worker Chong. There is no need for you to do anything. I see you are so leisurely recently. , then take care of the children in your free time! Believe me, although you are small, as long as you are taking care of others, you will feel tall and great. Just think of her as one of your lost illegitimate daughters. ”

You can't think of her as some illegitimate daughter of my father, so that I can have a sister.

Considering the bad relationship between you and your father, and the reputation of your family this generation, she can't be your sister. Zhao Mai said, That's it. You have to develop some normal hobbies, or put aside the weird things you used to do. Hobbies become more normal.”

Although this little girl is thin and small, she is still half a head taller than Tyrion. Take care of her? For the first time, the dwarf realized that teasing his boss was absolutely inappropriate.