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Chapter 2401 is my God’s 11

Chapter 2401 is my God’s 11

The patriarch responded: "When you dig to seven or eight meters, there will be water. Scoop it out and wait overnight, and you can drink it from the upper layer. From time to time, spaceships will come here to drop supplies. You can continue to suffer while you are alive, and you will be happy if you die. . So I can pick up something.”

The mercenaries frowned. If they go to the base this time and the base doesn't take them in, and refuses to let them go back to the immigrant planet, will they have to live like this?

In the evening of the next day, when the sun was setting, he saw how the turbid water was made.

Sure enough, he was digging a deep hole. Taking advantage of the fact that the sun was about to set and it was not too hot and it was still bright, the patriarch began to use crutches and, with the help of others, lowered his head to look for something on the ground.

The tribesmen whispered to the curious people: "We are looking for water."

The mercenary was afraid of missing something, so he followed closely: "How can you tell?"

“Where there’s water, the land is a little wet.”

wet? They all look bare and dry, with almost no grass. Where can you see any water?

The patriarch finally stopped and raised his hands high, facing the sky. He shouted in an old and trembling voice: "God bless you!"

The tribesmen followed suit. The patriarch tapped his cane heavily on the ground, and then drew a circle.

When the tribesmen saw it, they immediately picked up the guy and started digging around the circle.

The engineer shovel, I don’t know where I got it, it’s quite old. The rubber protection on the shovel handle has worn away and is wrapped with cloth strips. But the shovel still worked well, and the hole was dug out in a short time.

The tribesmen took turns digging. After digging for about half an hour, they had dug a pit deep enough for two people to stand. The patriarch was sitting on the ground next to the pit, constantly rubbing the yellow rosary beads in his hand, squinting his eyes, and mumbling words, but no one could understand what he was mumbling.

The mercenary rolled his eyes. He had done enough homework before coming. There was no such emphasis before. Since the arrival of the Lord God, these cannibals have become theists, they are simply iron fans.

"Yes, yes!" A voice of joy finally came from the pit. The man digging the hole straightened up, revealing his head with only his eyes visible.

"There is water so quickly this time. It is indeed the blessing of God Xining." The tribesmen said one after another.

The clan leader breathed a sigh of relief and spread his hands toward the sky: "Blessings from the gods."

The wet mud was fished up from the bottom of the pit, and as soon as it was delivered to the entrance of the cave, it was divided among the tribesmen, who smeared the mud on their bodies and faces. This can prevent ultraviolet rays during the day, maintain moisture in the body, and prevent insect bites.

Pots of mud-water mixture were fished out and placed in rows. Let it sit overnight and wait for the mud to settle below. In the early morning, each person will pour their own water into their own kettle. This will last another two or three days.

The mercenaries took out various water containers one after another and learned to settle the muddy water. There were so many people, and they started to cut off the water for others yesterday, supplying it only to their employers.

There wasn't much water that settled down. In order to supply it to more people, I scooped it up a little. Each person still had a small cup, only about 20 ml. Looking at the still turbid water, the thirsty man still drank. I was so thirsty that I disappeared when I went down, but the strong smell of earth still made many people vomit. Not daring to spit it out, I covered my mouth and suppressed all the discomfort.

At the same time, meetings at the base basically continued. The various immigrant planets were quarreling, demanding to take back those people, and almost all of them sent spaceships and ambassadors there. Strongly dispatched the most advanced warships directly.

Qi Bin was flying and passing by the foot of the mountain. The first batch of decoration personnel sent by the base had arrived. Transport trucks carrying various materials came all the way, connected end to end, with almost no end in sight.

Reach the top of the mountain and fall gently. He saluted to Xining who was lying down and reading the page: "God Xining."

She saw everything that happened, and without Qibin having to say anything, she gave a direct reply: "You can let them go, but you must let me calm down."

After thinking for a while, Qi Bin asked respectfully: "How can I calm down your anger?"

"It's up to you." "It's up to you." is the hardest thing to do. It's the same as answering casually about what to eat tonight.

Qi Bin thought about it again and saluted: "I understand."

"Also, don't just come here when you are free. I will come find you if something happens." Xining turned over lazily and waved his hand to let Qi Bin leave.

The scenery here is nice, but being a god is too boring. You don't have to sleep or eat. It's better to be a human being, especially when you live in an era of abundant supplies, where you can eat, drink, and sleep soundly. At the end of the year, when you close your eyes and stretch your legs, your children and grandchildren will cry next to you. Once buried in the loess, all grudges will disappear.

What if you are unlucky enough to be reincarnated? Forget it, it’s better to be the main god.

Qi Bin flew back to the base and gave a reply: "After humiliating the gods, you still want to leave easily?"

The person in charge of the base didn't dare to make the decision, so he went to Qiming to apologize and said, "Dahonglu didn't tell me the size, so it's hard for me to control it."

Qiming said calmly: "I am just a big Honglu who is responsible for the immigration to the planet. This is the matter of the home planet and it is not convenient to interfere."

How could this be possible? The steward begged for a long time. Qiming then said slowly: "The Lord God should be angry, otherwise he wouldn't have brought them here. Then let them pay a price that is enough for the Lord God to calm down."

At the same time, in the past few days, the immigrant planets have also been very lively. Some smart people imitated the speech of God Xi Ning at that time, but unexpectedly, they did not send him away.

And for those who are very similar to each other, they immediately became popular.

There are also imitations of people with unsatisfactory looks or even men. It turned out that it was not sent away, which immediately attracted various imitations.

As a result, what Xining God said became the most repeated quote at the same time.

Finally, the base welcomed a large number of people who came to seek refuge. From the satellite view, the savages who had received the news were heading to various bases one after another. However, their information was not available. It was estimated that there were about 10,000 people. All bases were still under pressure. Affordable.

Everyone is barricaded outside, and they are first shaved, bathed, disinfected, provided with meals, and assigned a place to live, all in a one-stop service.

After a few days of suffering, even the most pampered person would devour it. Washing off all the dirt and lying on a clean bed feels like heaven.

The mercenaries and those who were teleported took the initiative to go back. Next is classification, registration information verification.

The mercenary directly turned on the communication device he was wearing and immediately connected via video. A powerful boss appeared above.

"As long as my spacecraft is allowed to land and pick up my son and my people, I will provide one billion universe coins and a thousand of my company's latest automatic agricultural machines. This machine can plow fields, sow seeds, spread fertilizer, harvest, All shelling operations are unmanned, and the growth conditions of crops in the farmland are automatically detected..."

There is no way. Looking at the video, the main god is so powerful that he can easily crush the spaceships and warships that dare to approach easily into balls and throw them away.

One thousand vehicles are enough to automatically sow and harvest crops in all bases in China. This condition is not unreasonable.

But... the system received a video from somewhere, which was the silhouette of this young man. With a little guessing, you will know that someone, no, God has special "care" for it.

So the person in charge first asked the big boss to wait for him to report, and he would be given the results.


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