Cannon Fodder is No Longer with Me

    Witch God: ?

    She seemed very surprised by the answer she heard, and even confirmed it again: "You don't want to?"

    "Why?"

    Becoming a **** is such a glory and opportunity, why would anyone refuse?

    The witch **** was puzzled for a moment, and then he understood: "Is it because you are a **** elsewhere?"

    She noticed Mu Xing at first because this person made the orcs of the Dahe tribe live a better life.

    When the witch **** fell, the body and power of the gods turned into pure witch power and scattered all over the world. Only those with kind hearts who can bring happiness and joy to the orcs can sense and absorb the magic power.

    Such a person is her successor candidate.

    She sensed a familiar aura from Mu Xing's soul.

    Mu Xing was stunned when he heard the words of the witch god, and immediately realized that he might have experienced the world of becoming a god, so what misunderstanding happened to the witch god.

    He shook his head: "It has nothing to do with this."

    "Why is that?" The witch **** was obviously very persistent in wanting an answer.

    Mu Xing asked: "You want me to become a witch god, what do you want me to do?"

    The witch **** opened his mouth and came: "Naturally, it is to bless the orcs."

    This answer was expected by Mu Xing, he replied: "I don't want to carry such a big responsibility."

    Before he directly transmigrated into a god, there was no choice.

    Now that he can choose, why should he take such a big responsibility?

    "Just because of this?" The Witch God was puzzled, "If you become a new Witch God, you will gain supreme status and power after you get the inheritance. Giving orc shelter is just an easy thing to do. "

    Mu Xing asked: "You believe me so?"

    The witch **** replied: "You can absorb so much witch power, enough to prove what kind of person you are."

    "Pleasant people can change." Mu Xing's tone was flat, "Ordinary orcs live for decades, and their hearts are changeable, not to mention a **** with an immortal lifespan?"

    "Aren't you afraid of finding a Cthulhu for the Orcs?"

    The Witch: "…"

    She said slowly: "I now believe that you really don't want to become a witch god."

    I don't even bother.

    Mu Xing thought for a while, but still said: "I'm telling the truth. You are the **** who created the orcs, and you have the greatest kindness and love for them. But others may not."

    "Now, your magic power exists between heaven and earth. Among the orcs, the kind-hearted and virtuous people and the powerful people with great talents can absorb your power, for the sake of The orcs are escorting them."

    Mu Xing said sincerely: "I think the current model can make the orcs progress and develop better than pinning their hopes on new gods."

    The Witch: "…"

    Mu Xing waited for a while, but was kicked out of the place just now by a powerful force.

    Mu Xing opened his eyes in the darkness, stretched out his hand and rubbed his dizzy head, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "I'm just telling the truth, if you don't agree, don't agree, What are you kicking me for?"

    The magic power in the air stagnated for a while, and then returned to calm as if nothing had happened.

    He didn't know what happened just now, so he asked worriedly: "Xingxing, what happened just now? I suddenly can't sense your consciousness."

    Mu Xing: "It's okay, I chatted with someone for a while."

    He said casually: "I was invited to become the **** of this world, and I refused."

    Guang Tuan was stunned for a moment, and then said casually: "Oh... if you refuse, just refuse."

    Mu Xing didn't take it seriously at first. Hearing Guang Tuan's reply, he suddenly stared at him: "Guang Tuan, I have never asked you, what is your origin?"

    Light: ?

    He panicked for a moment, then remembered that the person in front of him didn't remember anything, and immediately said with confidence: "I...forgot."

    Mu Xing was suspicious: "Really?"

    The light group is calm: "Yeah!"

    Mu Xing muttered to himself: "You are so calm even if you don't do things like a god. You can't be a **** too, right?"

    The light group said: "If I were a god, I could be locked in the sea of ​​consciousness by you, so useless?"

    Mu Xing: "It makes sense."

    Although he still had some doubts in his heart, the light group seemed to be a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. Mu Xing also had nothing to do with him, he could only continue to be locked in the sea of ​​consciousness .

    The remnant of the witch god's soul never found Mu Xing again.

    Although Mu Xing is unwilling to be a witch god, he still has a sense of responsibility and love for the Dahe tribe.

    The Dahe tribe thrives under his leadership.

    Not long after, there were several tribes around that were looted by Ming. Hearing the news that the Dahe tribe defeated the group of orcs that day, they took the initiative to express their desire to join the Dahe tribe.

    Now the Dahe Tribe is in a period of rapid development, they need people to do everything, and what they lack most is the labor force that can work. Naturally, they will not refuse.

    These tribes brought new news and surprises, and Mu Xing found peppers in something brought by a tribe called Black Stone!

    The people of the Blackrock tribe said it was a commodity exchanged between their tribe and a large tribe.

    Mu Xing knew that in this world, the tribes had begun to have primitive trade exchanges.

    He asked about some of the items they usually trade, and asked the golden lion to arrange a team of orcs, bringing the bricks fired by the Dahe tribe, marinating and roasting the air-dried bacon with fragrant herbs. There are also small blankets made of sheep wool harvested in the tribal sheepfold... and so on, went to the caravan.

    After half a month, the clansmen returned with a full load.

    Not only brought back peppers and other items, but also spread the reputation of the Dahe tribe.

    It didn't take long for the tribes in this area to know: the Dahe tribe next to the Qinghe River was especially rich, and the orcs of their tribe lived in beautiful big houses and soft The blanket covers, they're all clean and beautiful, the food never ends...

    This is every orc's ultimate dream!

    As a result, the Dahe tribe became more and more lively.

    After a while, caravans from other tribes came to the Dahe tribe to change things, and they didn't leave after changing things, and walked around the Dahe tribe like a rare treasure before returning.

    Then the whole tribe came here with their family and family.

    Just one meaning:

    "I heard that the Dahe tribe is not short of food, but there is a shortage of people who can work. Our tribe has nothing, just a handful of strength and can do anything. Would you accept us?"

    Mu Xing: "...close!"

    After the great defeat, Ming was afraid that the Dahe tribe would hate him and come after him, so he took the hundreds of old tribes that remained and fled westward.

    I escaped for a long time, and I haven't heard any news about the Dahe tribe, so I gradually felt relieved.

    He didn't have the patience to develop the industry. From the beginning, he took the orcs under his hands to continue his old business, and all kinds of sneak attacks and looting.

    Then reality hit him hard - a hundred people are not enough.

    This break is five years.

    In the past five years, the only thing Ming has done is to boil the old patriarch to death, and successfully won the position of the patriarch with the reputation he has made in the tribe over the past few years.

    After becoming the patriarch, Ming felt that it was impossible.

    He began to let the tribe contact the outside world and communicate with other tribes, intending to know more news and prepare for the future.

    Then he heard very outrageous news.

    "You mean, Dahe tribe?"

    The orc who came back also carried a linen bag in his hand. He opened it to Ming, and inside it was a soft fabric that Ming was very familiar with.

    It is cotton.

    The clansman's eyes flashed with amazement: "The orcs of the Xiaohe tribe, everyone wears this soft and comfortable fabric, they say that this cotton cloth is handed down from the Dahe tribe, and it is very comfortable! "

    He said yearningly: "I heard him say that there are softer, white cloud-like fabrics, which are made of down on sheep, but unfortunately I can't imagine what it looks like."

    When he talked about the Dahe Tribe, he began to talk endlessly: "The Dahe Tribe is the largest tribe on both sides of the Qinghe River. I heard that there are hundreds of thousands of orcs! With great wisdom, not only has great power, but also invented many magical things!"

    He began to tell his clan what he heard from outside.

    First of all, not to mention cotton cloth, the Dahe tribe also discovered a food called "rice", which is planted on the ground, and the fruit that bears can be full after being peeled and cooked, which is particularly fragrant.

    There are also things called bricks and cement, which are used to build houses and pave roads, which are especially powerful.

    "I heard that the house of the Dahe tribe is the strongest in the world, which can block the collision of the barbarians!"

    The person also said that the road of the Dahe tribe is clean and tidy, and it is not reconciled to slippery on a rainy day.

    The Dahe tribe also invented many ways to eat food.

    The River Tribe…

    The orc shared what he heard with the clan with a look of amazement, and finally said: "He just told me that their clan discussed it and are going to defect to the Dahe tribe."

    Some people wondered: "The Dahe tribe is so good, they can join if they want?"

    The tribe looked envious.

    I was on the side, but the more I listened, the more wrong it became.

    Is this something that should come out of this era?

    I heard that the witch took the lead in making these things.

    The Witch…

    He couldn't help thinking of the orc he saw shortly after he arrived.

    He recognized at a glance that he was not the real Ming.

    He can sit in the fire without harm.

    Ming smiled angrily: He doesn't believe it!

    That star is not a big witch at all.

    He is just the same as himself, a person who has passed through!

    He stood up abruptly.

    He wants to visit the Dahe tribe in person and ask the star: They are all traversers, why couldn't he tolerate himself back then and had to drive himself out of the Dahe tribe!