Becoming a creator in prehistory

Chapter 19

Nothing stops time but an endless static eternity.

As the days passed, the moss began to wither in large areas, and the time was approaching late autumn.

But at this time, the sound of knocking stones in the tribe did not stop, and all the adult golden people were still speeding up the construction of huge groups of gods according to the mountain wall under the requirements of the King of Wind's decree.

Under the leadership of Mu Le, the members of the God's Family are watching the progress of the entire construction from above the mountain wall.

Feeling the increasingly cold weather, the second brother looked at Mu Le and asked worriedly:
"My lord, most of autumn has passed, and winter is coming soon.

And this year's hunting season has not yet started. If it continues to drag on like this, it will be very difficult to rely on the existing food for the winter. "

"I think it's better to rebuild the statue next spring. The most important thing is to survive the severe winter now."

Upon hearing this, Mueller responded calmly:
"Well, I see, since the food is barely enough, let's postpone this year's hunting season.

Pass it down, let everyone not stop working, and the construction of the idol will continue until the snow falls. "

Hearing Mueller's words, the second brother had an unbelievable expression on his face. He didn't expect the other party to be so aggressive.

Without enough food, many people will surely die this year if things go on like this.

However, the family members including the second brother did not refute. Muller, who is now the king of wind, is stronger than their father Feng Gesi in terms of strength and status. Facing such a peak king who once killed his brother , they have lost all confidence.

In addition to the brothers of the same generation as Muller in the family, there was another person present.

That's right, that is Alan who was selected as the next heir, and he also cannot accept Mueller's decision.

After the others left, he mustered up the courage to ask:
"Father, do you know that without food for the winter, many people in the clan will lose their lives?"

"Ok, I know."

"In this case, why do you want to end the hunting season and tie everyone here to dig stones?"

Faced with his son's questioning, Mueller was not angry. Instead, he patted his son on the shoulder kindly and responded:
"Alan, it's good that you can have your own ideas. This is a very important quality for a king."

"However, before I answer this question, do you know how much food a person needs to consume in a day?"

With that said, Muller pointed his finger at the people digging stones under their feet, and asked again:
"How much food do 10 people need to survive the winter, and how much do you know?"

Facing Mueller's rhetorical question, Alan was at a loss for words for a while, and he really had no idea about the specific amount.

"Alan, I have taken over the ethnic group since your grandfather was alive. After so many years, I know better than anyone else what kind of astronomical figure that is."

"For so many years, everyone has only seen the rapid growth of the number of ethnic groups, which has almost doubled compared to the previous dynasty, but no one has seen what this is in exchange for."

"It was I who led the members of the God's Family to hunt day and night during the annual hunting season, and finally gained the prosperity of the Golden Family."

"However, this prosperity is only an illusion after all.

Over the years, I have found that I have been walking on a wrong path.

No matter how hard I try to lead my family members through hunting season, there is no way to keep up with the food needs of a rapidly growing population. "

"If last year's hunting season hadn't been more harvested than in previous years, the winter famine would have come long ago."

"Alan, although our Fengers family is hailed as gods, we are not as omnipotent as the Lord.

My family members and I have already reached our limit, and sooner or later we need to spit out the extra population due to us.

Since the famine is unavoidable, it is better to let the people who are destined to die play their last role before winter, and also make room for the new tribe born next spring. "

Although what Mueller said made sense, Alan couldn't accept such a result.

He felt the cold blood of the other party between the words. This is not what the father he respects in his heart, let alone the words of the King Feng who is loved by his subjects.

Seeing that Alan seemed unacceptable, Mueller sighed and said helplessly:
"I actually don't want to do this in my heart, but I have to hide my original thoughts, because the reality is so cruel.

From the moment I sit on the throne, I am no longer me, and the world doesn't need me.

If you want to be yourself while on the throne, you will definitely be hit by the most ruthless blow in this world.

Alan, you are destined to be king, I hope you can understand this truth.

Think about it, kid. "

After all, Mueller left here alone.

At this time, Alan's mind was in a mess, and he didn't know what to do.

In a daze, he walked all the way into the mushroom forest.

Although he almost died in this place, now that he has awakened the elemental power, he realized that when he walked in, he didn't hesitate too much.

Alan went deep into the mushroom forest all the way, and returned to the place with crystal mushrooms based on his memory.

I saw that he bent down and picked a crystal mushroom near the crevice of the stone, and then put it in his mouth.

The intoxicating aroma diffused in his mouth, which also calmed his chaotic mood a lot.

Just as he was enjoying a moment of peace, a voice broke the peace.

"Little devil of the Fengers family, didn't I tell you that you should come to this kind of place less often? It seems that you haven't learned the lesson from before."

Hearing the sound, Alan quickly looked behind him.

I saw an old man with white beard and hair and strange lightning marks on his face, standing not far away and looking at him.

That's right, the other party was the mysterious old man who rescued him from Shekou last time.

Seeing this, Alan responded directly with a smile:
"Don't worry about me, old man. Here, I have awakened my elemental power, so I can take care of myself."

After all, he gathered the water elements and showed them to the other party.

"Oh, that's me meddling in my own business, old man."

Seeing that the other party was about to leave again, he hurriedly asked curiously:
"Old man, thank you for saving me last time, can you tell me your origin?"

"Hehe, I'm just a bad old man who has done wrong things and has been waiting to die.

Unfortunately, the Lord is not willing to let me die to make atonement, so I have been lingering until today. "

Hearing this, Alan unconsciously thought of his father, and quickly asked again:
"Will the Lord really personally punish those who have done wrong? Someone once told me that the Lord doesn't care about these at all, and His eyes will not stay on you and me for too long."

"Little ghost, you are right, the Lord may not always watch us.

The Lord created all things as the beginning of everything, but He doesn't care about the process, or even the result.

Because the final result is always in the hands of the Lord. He is the beginning and the end. "

"It is the most foolish thing to think you have escaped the Lord's gaze, and to rejoice over it.

Because the outcome of life is preordained from the moment the Lord created us. "

(End of this chapter)