Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 1186 If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.
The nights in the ancient Parthia were quite cold.

It wasn’t like the winter in the Daffodil Principality where it always snowed… this was a dry and lonely cold.

It was hard to hear the whistling wind, and it was so quiet that you could almost hear the heartbeat of a lizard crawling in the sand. The moonlight above also fell on the sand, making the yellow sand look like silver frost.

Unlike during the day, sandstorms are less common at night.

According to the Parthians, this is because the wild desert spirit has ended its day's patrol - those who disrespect the desert, waste water, or are not reverent enough for the Parthian traditions will be devoured in anger once discovered by the desert spirit.

If such a person appeared in a caravan, it might even bring disaster to the entire caravan; if there was such a blasphemer in a settlement outside the city, the entire village might be destroyed. Only those who were pious to the Lord and revered tradition could be blessed by the spirit of the desert and survive every sandstorm.

——Of course, according to Hassan's learning in the Mage Tower, this phenomenon should be related to the heat brought by the sun. The sun's energy continuously heats the surface of the sand to nearly 80 degrees, and the air near the ground will rise due to the heat, thus forming a strong thermal convection.

Another reason is related to the good master - the air humidity in the oasis area is even close to that in the coastal area. The humidity will cause a temperature difference, and then a significant pressure difference. As for why sandstorms are not easy to occur in the oasis city... it is because the oasis near the city is relatively humid, and the sand absorbs water and sticks together, making it difficult to be blown away.

"Ah……"

Hassan, who was sitting by the campfire, laughed sarcastically.

What an irony.

He used to be a believer in those "traditions". It was not until he learned more knowledge and came into contact with the truth that he realized how foolish he was in the past, and how hopeless his compatriots were.

Every time this happened, Hassan would once again feel grateful to Mr. Grandet from the bottom of his heart.

Although Hassan now fully understands that Grandet sent him to the Mage Tower to study not out of pure kindness, but to use him as a pawn to expand the influence of the Goblin Chamber of Commerce in the center of the desert——

The influence of the Goblin Chamber of Commerce is closely related to the water veins. The closer the area is to the sea, the more it will be controlled by the Goblin Chamber of Commerce. The various foods, resources, industrial products, luxury goods, and specialties they bring are all necessary for the production and development of a country.

The goblins have already controlled the world's sea routes.

They even wiped out the pirates... or rather, they controlled the pirates who belonged to them. That was truly a level that "even the power of the country could hardly contend with."

There is a forbidden power in the depths of the sea. Even a transcendent being will die if he falls into the deep sea. Randomly appearing sea monsters will cause fatal damage to the ship.

Without a nautical chart, it is very easy to get lost by random sailing. At the same time, the more ships you bring, the more supplies you will need to consume.

Not to mention, after landing, they also have to communicate with others in a foreign country where they are unfamiliar with the environment. They have to avoid being robbed, deceived, or blocked by the other party's regime. They also have to form a trading contract that can continue even after the first wave of people leave... At the same time, they also need to maintain the shipping lanes from being damaged and robbed.

This is just too difficult.

The economic cost of opening up this route alone is far higher than the price paid when cooperating with the goblins. Not to mention the time and manpower costs... It is also necessary to consider whether the goblins will hinder the transaction itself when they are at odds with each other.

As for revenge against the goblins, they could just switch homes and attack their country - this trick wouldn't work either. They had anticipated this long ago, so they simply didn't form a country. Just like the Moon Children, they were broken up and dispersed among the countries.

But the situation is different with the Moon Children - the Moon Children want to have a country of their own, but the goblins have no such idea.

Because unlike the Children of the Moon, they do not have a unified culture and history. These goblins grew up by parasitizing other countries and other races, learning their traditions and culture. Each faction of goblins is completely different from other goblins, and they are only roughly united in the name of race.

They have no beliefs, no obsessions, and even speak different languages ​​- if they were to form a country under such circumstances, they would all be in internal turmoil.

Therefore, it is almost impossible to launch equal retaliation against the goblins. Therefore, these coastal countries will eventually have to accept one of the goblins to enter the country, thus forming a cheap and reliable overseas long-distance trading system.

——But the tricks of the goblins are simply ineffective against the good masters.

You say these resources are useful for the development of the country? It doesn't matter. If I don't want them, then I don't want them. At worst, I won't develop the country.

You said you can bring cheap food? That has nothing to do with me. I won't starve to death if there is less food.

You mean luxury goods? Overseas specialties? Then wouldn't it be the same if I went to the Church to buy them?

You said you want to sanction me overseas? Do you think I can touch the sea?

The good lords only needed to take care of themselves and didn't care about the "country" they established. In this case, the tricks that the goblins usually used were useless. The ancient Parthian Empire happened to produce a large amount of gold, rare ritual materials, foreign slaves that were almost extinct in other places, and rare minerals that could be made into extraordinary equipment - this made the cities adjacent to the ancient Parthian Empire very prosperous.

But when it comes to negotiating business with them, these benefactors are so arrogant... You have to kneel down to talk to them and talk to them in the manner of coaxing a giant baby. And the benefactors are very fickle, and they will break the contract at any time when they are in a bad mood, even if the person who provoked them is not this group of people. They are basically transcendents, or there are also transcendents among their capable people, so it is not difficult for them to break the contract.

In addition, the ancient Parthian Empire was essentially a scattered country, and the contracts of various city-states were not universal. The relationships between the benefactors were even hostile to each other. Many places would tear up the deals that had been reached, or even destroy them at their own expense, even if they could not get any benefits...

Barbaric, too barbaric!
It's just like a troll turned into a spirit——

In fact, the goblins privately call the Good Master "Chief".

That is the name used by the kings of the trolls - hereditary by blood, and at the same time the leader of justice, commerce, religion, military, politics and other aspects, and this sacred power comes from the gods. From this perspective, the city-states established by the good lords can indeed be called chiefdoms.

It is precisely because of this...

The ones who can't stand these good masters the most are the goblin merchants who are treacherous and cunning, commit fraud, stealing and all kinds of evil, and cause people to destroy their countries and families.

As the saying goes, evil needs evil to punish -

Hassan certainly knew that goblins were not good people. He witnessed with his own eyes how Xingbi was brought to ruin by the goblins' conspiracy, and he was indeed very wary of those short, cunning and ugly guys... But even so, it did not affect his respect for Mr. Grandet.

To live in ignorance... or to die in touch with the truth.

"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening..."

Hassan murmured an oriental proverb.

If he were the same person in the past, he would definitely choose the former. At that time, he was willing to do anything as long as he could survive.

And for him now...

Death is no longer a terrifying taboo.

That is his inevitable destination, the time when every flame burns out.

before that……

He clenched his left hand slightly.

The ruby ​​on the back of his left hand suddenly emitted an astonishing heat, burning his left arm. If his left hand was not a prosthetic similar to a staff, he would have died of pain.

That is the price of forcibly using the Tiansi fragments.

Although Hassan could be considered a smart man, he was far from qualified to use the Geometry Celestial Fragments.

Because the one who actually used the Tiansi fragment... was an illusion that only he could see.

"—What do you mean, Hassan?"

A sturdy lizardman with dark red skin suddenly appeared beside him and hooked his shoulders enthusiastically.

"When are we going to burn Holy Spring City to ashes? It's time to show him what divine power is, buddy!"

Today, he appeared as a "passionate lizardman"...

Hassan thought about it in his heart and said coldly, "I will go there eventually, but not now.

"Let's first look for clues to the Tail Ring Ceremony... If we keep burning like this, when will it end? It would be better to let Yuan Tiansi descend on this sinful land and let Him see what evil the good masters with whom He has contracted have done...

"——You are right, Autolycus."

(End of this chapter)