Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 311 Spring God
"The god of spring protects the Ayre people, making the pastures under the northern plateau like spring all year round. Even in the hot summer and bitter cold winter, the cattle and sheep on the pasture will not die due to the weather."

Chen Yan couldn't tell whether what Gottlinde was talking about was a fairy tale or a real thing.

"The God of Spring has protected Al's ranch year after year. After so many years, some people suddenly betrayed the God of Spring."

"Those people just traveled a long way with the landowners in Germain, and when they came back, they talked about how wonderful the outside world is."

"Outside there are buildings taller than mountains, there are sea wagons that can hold a thousand sheep, there are cloths that can not be soaked by rain, and there are corn flour that is ground more finely than the fine sand on the beach at the edge of the pasture, Nice canvas trousers and leather shoes."

"At that time, no one had seen anything like that. A young Ayr boy could attract the most beautiful Ayr girls in sight by just putting on canvas trousers and leather shoes, and make them willing to sleep with him."

"There are only cattle, sheep and meadows on the pasture, no canvas pants and leather shoes."

"But everybody wants it."

"Anyone wants to sleep with the prettiest Ayr girl."

She grinned, and that smile was extremely coquettish in the smog illuminated by the dim kerosene lamp. Her straight waist made the drinkers around her stare straight in the eyes, and her red hair seemed to be on fire in the smog.

"Some people have left the ranch one after another. Mr. Germain provided a thoughtful [transportation service] - as long as you hand over [-] sheepskins, you can have a boat ticket to the empire."

"If you hand in ten more cowhide, you will be eligible to enter the factory—Master Germain will use his 'hard-won' relationship to arrange entry into the factory."

"Once you have the qualifications to enter the factory, as long as you get off the ship and enter the factory, you can make money—wages and even daily settlements!"

"They could take that money—and they didn't know what money was until then—and buy ale without worms and rotten leaves, and rum sweeter than rabbit's blood in spring, and Shoes that wrap your feet completely, buy denim that's prettier than the prettiest lambskin."

When Gottlinde said this, her tone didn't fluctuate, but Chen Yan felt that she was depressed.

Because he probably knew what she was talking about.

"It's really thankful Dade!"

"Under such 'graciousness', most of the kind-hearted Ayre people even let go of the hatred accumulated for hundreds of years, paid sheepskins and cowhide, and followed the Germains on board."

"We only found out later that those Ayre people who boarded the ship earlier were arranged by Mr. Germain in factories in the major coastal cities of the empire."

"Master Germain negotiated with the factory owner. The Ayre people provided by Master Germain to the factory originally paid 5 pence a day per person, and 2 pence will be given to Master Germain."

"Master Germain got the money, the factory owner got the workers, the Ayr people got jobs and money, and bought the most delicious ale they've ever tasted in their lives."

"Even if the ale is just brewed from the bran that the Imperials used to feed their animals, it's still the best wine the Ayr people have ever drunk."

"Ha, it's perfect."

Gottlinde ordered another glass of wine, drank it down, and hiccupped again: "It's really delicious...It's a hundred times better than the rotten persimmon wine in my hometown, and I won't get tired of drinking it."

Chen Yan didn't like to drink, and he didn't like to drink the ale brewed by the imperial people. He always felt that the ale had a strange rotten taste.

So, when Gottlinde hiccupped, he covered his nose without concealing it.

"Ah, Mr. Chen, it looks like you've had better wine."

Chen Yan heard the ridicule in her words, and said sloppily: "Well... what happened later? What happened to the God of Spring? The believers have all left, so it's not easy to be a God."

The expression on Gottlinde's face finally changed.

It seemed to be some kind of very light sadness.

"yes……"

"He watched the believers leave the land he sheltered one by one, and felt that the believers no longer needed him. He was very sad, but there was nothing he could do."

"Without believers, Spring God's divine power is gradually lost.

Without his divine power, the pastures under the northern plateau would no longer be like spring all year round.

The torrential rains in summer washed away the irrigation canals that the Ayre people had used for many years, the frost in autumn froze the fields already overgrown with weeds, and the bitter cold in winter turned the pastures into frozen soil. "

"The last batch of Ayre people couldn't hold on anymore, leaving behind the old, weak, sick and disabled. They paid all their belongings and boarded Lord Germain's ferry."

"Chunshen lost his believers, and even lost his godhead because of it."

"His only chance to survive is to follow the last group of believers to the empire."

"In this way, when believers occasionally remember him, they can provide him with some poor beliefs, allowing him to maintain his own life."

"After entering the empire, the Ayre people who got lost in the bustling city gradually forgot about Spring God, so Spring God couldn't continue to maintain that supreme divine body.

The God of Spring degenerates into a human being.

But He still loves His people.

So, he walked on the land of the empire, looking for the Ayre people scattered in every corner, trying to awaken the people's love for him——

For the sake of his people, he can even transform himself into another god. "

When she said this, she stopped.

Chen Yan was extremely curious, and asked, "Has the Spring God succeeded?"

Gottlinde rolled his eyes: "If Chunshen succeeds, I don't need to come and talk to you so much nonsense."

She went on to say: "Chunshen did not succeed, we lost his trace."

She looked into Chen Yan's eyes: "All kinds of gods walk on the land of the empire for different reasons. The God of Spring may have been eaten by other gods, or maybe it is."

She got closer, and Chen Yan smelled a pungent scent from the tip of her hair, which was very different from body odor.

"I heard recently that some great men have done some experiments, and one of the experiments produced a plant with the vitality of an animal.

I think that thing may have something to do with Spring God. "

In an instant, Chen Yan thought of the heart that the spirit of enchantment had been cut open by Ogami.

The heart seems to be made of animal muscle tissue, but there are plant fibers in it-this thing almost completely matches Gottlinde's description.

What Gottlinde said next made Chen Yan very puzzled.

"You want those rabbits, don't you?
No problem at all, I could fake their death and figure out a way to get them out of the zoo, it's not too much of a hassle, but it's a huge risk. "

She puts emphasis on the word "huge."

"But if you do one thing for me, I can help you—help is mutual, right?"

Chen Yan didn't speak, he was thinking about what he had done before - he was thinking about where he had let her know what he was thinking.

Seeing that he stopped talking, Gottlinde seemed to be teasing him sincerely, and whispered in his ear: "Anyway, you have seen the situation in the rabbit area, right?"

She... felt my gaze!
Chen Yan settled down.

To be more precise, when he saw the world through the eyes of wish, when he saw the rabbit area, she felt the sight.

Then, her spiritual vision should be quite high, and her spiritual sense must be very developed, otherwise how could she find my gaze?
Perhaps, the believers of Spring God themselves have a stronger spiritual sense than ordinary transcendents?

Or maybe...she was just testing.

Chen Yanyi said sternly: "Colleagues should help each other. Let's not talk about the rabbit. What do you need my help for?"

Although Gottlinde had been preparing for this conversation all day, she still didn't expect such a response from him, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

He...does he really not care about those rabbits, or is he trying to be brave?Or is it pretending to be garlic?
Before she could figure it out, a harmless and kind smile appeared on Chen Yan's face:

"Asians like to value harmony. Besides, we will get along as colleagues for a long time in the future, so we should help each other. Are you right?"

There must be no slang term for "advance through retreat" in the civilization of the Ayre people, so Gottlinde didn't know what to do for a while, just to show that he did not show weakness, he reluctantly replied:

"I don't like to be favored casually... I also know that you must want those rabbits, so I will give you the rabbits, and you help me find the kind of plants that have the vitality of animals."

She glanced at Ogami, and said to Chen Yan without looking away, "Don't say you can't find it."

She actually knew Ogami, and knew what happened last night!

Looking at Chen Yan's slightly surprised expression, she knew that she had taken the initiative again, and the corners of her mouth raised again:
"Are you surprised? There was such a big commotion last night that all the monsters under the smoky lake knew what happened!"

Chen Yan thought for a moment, then said, "I will try my best, but I don't guarantee success."

Gottlinde continued, "Rabbit..."

Chen Yan waved his hand and interrupted: "I won't talk about rabbits today."

Gottlinde is completely messed up, what the hell is he talking about?Did he really not want those rabbits?
But I clearly felt his gaze on the rabbit before - which means that he must have some kind of connection with one of those rabbits.

It didn't matter that Gottlind didn't know how that connection came about.

The important thing is that she is the breeder of the rabbit area. If he wants to have further contact with those rabbits, he must go through her.

Chen Yan looked at her slightly confused eyes, sighed, and said:
"Actually, I don't care at all.

One of those rabbits is the child of an old friend of mine, who entrusted me to take good care of his child before his death, but who would have thought that such a thing would happen..."

When Chen Yan said these words, Gottlinde used his spiritual sense to perceive him from the beginning to the end. Once he lied, she would know immediately.

But the thing that surprised her still happened—the spiritual sense told her that he really didn't lie!

Did he want those rabbits only for the affection of his old friend?

When Gottlinde thought of what he had done again, threatening the other party with his feelings, he immediately felt that he was a head short.

She gritted her teeth:

"Tomorrow night... the night after tomorrow at the latest, you will get the rabbit you want."

(End of this chapter)