24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

"Migu... little sister Washikawa, your training as a miko is indeed not enough."

Raising a brow, Tamamo Mae grabbed the miko's right hand that was engraved with three bright red command spells.

"As the wife of a god, you only need to show a warm and healing smile when the god is lost. It is too much to encourage and encourage others and ask them to work hard or something like that!"

"Come on, show your breasts and apologize."

Tamamo-mae said something displeased at first, but in the end her tone became joking again.

His hands were not honest and he slipped into the side placket of the miko's uniform, and the two elegant and refined beauties fell together in an instant.

"You're not wearing anything underneath! Migu! You're so bold!"

In this way, the hope of the island country is also immersed in the joy of fishing today.

At the foot of the Suiten Shrine, groups of fleeing people continued to gather.

They are people fleeing from cities where supplies are in short supply. Because they cannot stand the hunger and chaos, they leave the bustling cities that they once longed for and are now in dilapidation.

Nowadays, when a large number of companies are bankrupt, banks are collecting debts endlessly, and gangsters are coming to your door for extortion, continuing to stay in the metropolis is no different than courting death.

If the people at the bottom want to find a way to survive, they must return to the countryside with land, break away from the oppression of modern society, and become self-sufficient farmers.

But it is impossible to get through this cold winter with just the little food rations we have.

In this desperate situation, a place like Suiten Shrine that is willing to give out food and relief is very valuable. Countless people who heard that this place will take in homeless people flocked here, hoping to gain hope of survival.

On the mountain road, waves of refugees were trudging forward. The head and tail of the team could not be seen, only the unkempt people could be seen.

"Mom... I'm so hungry. Is there really a place to stay and eat out front?"

The clear voice of the little girl rang out in the queue. It turned out to be a frail mother carrying her breathlessly among the refugees.

"Yes, yes."

"I heard that there is Amaterasu in the mountains. It will never snow around here. We can live in an abandoned village and the shrine will distribute food to us."

"Be good, little Meihui, eat this last cookie and go to bed."

The woman glanced at the green water and green mountains in front of her, then looked back at the snowy countryside behind her. Feeling the no longer cold atmosphere in the air, she continued to move forward with determination.

"Everyone, keep walking harder! We will soon reach the realm of Amaterasu!"

"There, there is no cold or hunger. As long as you are willing to believe in Amaterasu, you can live and work in peace and contentment!"

"This is our only salvation! The only way out for the Yamato nation!"

At the front of the team, a young man wearing a light blue shirt shouted loudly.

He is the priest sent by Suiten Shrine to guide the refugees, and he travels around in order to gather faith and believers in Tamamo-mae.

While Xia Xun cut off the island country's way of survival, he also gave ordinary people like them a new way.

If you really let Poseidon turn Yamato into an isolated island, the population on the island will begin to decrease sharply within a month.

In order to prevent this from happening, he gave Tamamo Mae the task of helping the refugees.

Of course, if you want to help so many refugees fleeing from the city, it will definitely not be enough to rely on the heroic spirit of Tamamo Mae alone.

There are places similar to Suiten Shrine in other areas of Yamato. Xia Xun even specially sent Omotouta, a major grain producer, to provide food for the refugees in the island country.

"The blockade has been going on for a week. When do you plan to let Jason go?"

While the refugees were trekking through mountains and rivers, Xia Xun and BB were also roaming among the forests and fields of Yamato.

For tourism purposes, the pine needle forest covered with white snow is a good scenery. They are staying in a hot spring hotel that is still open, enjoying the beautiful side of this country.

"That guy is really hiding in the tavern and won't come out... It seems that we have to think of some special way to force him to go to sea."

Xia Xun sat in the hot spring with a white towel on his head and opened his eyes slightly from the mist.

A light screen opened in front of him, and the golden-haired scumbag was still drunk in Greece.

"Haha, when he saw Poseidon, he was so frightened that his legs weakened. Do you still expect him to sail the Argo to find a way to break the situation?"

BB was wearing a swimsuit, pressing her beautiful figure on the stone platform of the hot spring, lying on her hands and resting her head on it.

This is happiness, traveling around the world with the people you like, seeing all the scenery, and feeling all kinds of pleasures.

"Dang Dang Dang~ I've changed my clothes!"

Just when BB was in a state of mind, the red-haired little princess ran out of the hotel in a pretty way.

Bawan Xi rotated her body excitedly, holding a paper umbrella in her arms, and the kimono on her body bloomed like a flower.

"cowardly……"

It would be better if it was a two-person world. Why did Ah Xun bring this little witch with him!

The abominable Morgan must have calculated this step. Is this a way to retaliate against me for proposing to build a fairy country?

Clicking his tongue, BB thought angrily in his heart.

207. Kirshtalia: Declaring the defeat of human intelligence (two in one)

After completing the negotiations with Dayan, the Prime Minister of Yamato returned to the Prime Minister's Palace in Tokyo under the escort of a bodyguard convoy.

"Are all the cabinet members here? We need to discuss the possibility of completely turning to Great Yan and becoming a [He clan]..."

With his right hand on his chin, the Prime Minister looked at the Tokyo streets with few pedestrians and vehicles.

Now that the costs and risks of shipping have increased dozens of times, no company can survive.

With jobs lost and prices skyrocketing with no end in sight, people in the city would definitely choose to immigrate to Dayan if they could.

Those who are not eligible to immigrate can either hide at home and pray that the relief food can be distributed normally tomorrow, or follow the fleeing team to the countryside where there is still farmland.

In this environment, urban depression is an inevitable trend.

"We cannot let citizens leave the city! The population is the wealth of the country. Without these human resources, Yamato will be a fish to be slaughtered!"

"To put it simply, you have the ability to provide money and food! If tens of millions of people are left in Tokyo, do you know how much food they will eat every day?"

"Even if we starve them to death! We can't let the country turn into a piece of loose sand!"

"I suggest sending the Self-Defense Forces to block the entrances and exits of the city. If the loss of human resources is allowed, even if the world is reopened in the future, Yamato will have no hope of recovering again."

"If we do this... millions and tens of millions of people will starve to death..."

"I think you are crazy! Leaving tens of millions of hungry people in Tokyo! Aren't you afraid of being eaten alive by hungry ghosts?"

"What are you afraid of? We have all equipped our personal bodyguards with thermal weapons. No matter how many civilians riot, they will not threaten us."

Walking into the cabinet meeting room, what the Prime Minister heard was a group of politicians discussing the problem of Tokyo's population loss.

The core of this problem is that they cannot afford to keep the people in Tokyo, but it would be a pity to let them go.

Some people think that they should take a gamble. Maybe the world blockade will not last long, and once the sea transportation opens, these leeks will mushroom like mushrooms after a rain.

Some people believe that the lives of citizens should be prioritized and people should be allowed to leave the city to find a way to survive.

There are more MPs who support the first idea, while there are very few voices supporting the second idea.

"Members of Congress are so lively and active. Are you still discussing the bill on the loss of human resources?"

Striding to the front of the conference table, the Prime Minister said in a calm voice.

These people are big capitalists who regard the country as their private property. To them, the population is a resource that can be seen everywhere.

"Mr. Prime Minister, I think we should pass the "Prohibition of Malicious Exit from Tokyo Act" and immediately send the Self-Defense Forces to block the entrances and exits of the city!"

"Yes, if we just sit back and watch the loss of manpower, Yamato will exist in name only."

"Some people should not be too self-righteous. If you are not willing to sign the bill, there are people who are willing to sign it."

The noisy voices did not stop with the arrival of the Prime Minister. Instead, there were many speeches that threatened the palace.

As the saying goes, a sluggish prime minister will create an iron-clad cabinet. For interest groups, the prime minister is just a pushover to take the blame, while the parliamentarians are the real mouthpieces who speak on their behalf.

Faced with such aggressiveness, the Prime Minister did not say anything immediately.

He picked up the iced mineral water on the conference table and drank it to relieve General Xia Jin, who was suffering from severe inflammation just now. He secretly forced himself to drink boiling tea to bring about the consequences.

Xia Jin has a physique that is beyond ordinary people. He poured a cup of tea and drank a cup of tea, but the Prime Minister had to drink along in order to maintain etiquette. This caused a lot of the oral mucosa on the roof of his mouth to fall off.

"If you think about it on the bright side, it's better than being forced to deal with nuclear sewage..."

Thinking of Yasuhiro Sonoda, who drank nuclear sewage at a press conference to prove that nuclear sewage was harmless, and then died of bone marrow aberrations in an unknown foreign sanatorium, Mr. Prime Minister suddenly felt relieved.

People are more dead than people, and goods are thrown away.

It's nothing to burn off a layer of oral mucosa, but it's a tragedy to suffer from festering bone marrow tumors all over the body due to radiation.

"Let's put aside the issue of Tokyo's population migrating out of the country for a while. I just chatted with General Xia from Dayan for a while. On behalf of Dayan, he proposed the following conditions..."

After briefly explaining the content of the meeting with Dayan, Mr. Prime Minister waited for the members to express their opinions.

"Submit all core technologies and high-end talents, give up all armed forces, hand over all land... and become a subordinate nation of Great Yan!?"

"This is like a lion's mouth! No... Dayan wants to skin us and tear us apart!"

"Does he think it's World War II! He thinks he's MacArthur! Does he think we, Yamato, are already fat meat that can be slaughtered by others!?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Unless Dayan allows us to join the Yan Kingdom court."

"That's right... If we can use our resources and rights in Yamato to replace those of Dayan, that's about the same..."

"Even if you can't replace it one-to-one, it's still acceptable to exchange it for half."

The congressmen first angrily condemned the various unreasonable conditions proposed by Xia Jin, and then began to imagine that they could retain their current status in Dayan.

They knew clearly in their hearts that instead of staying in this island country and coexisting with the Yamato nation, immigrating to Great Yan was the only way out.

However... giving up their rights in order to survive is something they find difficult to accept.

Watching the discussion among these big capitalists and politicians, Mr. Prime Minister smiled helplessly.

He knew very well that it was impossible for Yan Guo to let these people live.

If you want Yamato to become one of the seven nations of Great Yan, everyone here must die cleanly.

"A bunch of old bean sprouts, how dare you have such wishful thinking..."

Seeing these fat-headed politicians still looking forward to bringing power to Yan Country, Mr. Prime Minister cursed in his heart.

Today's meeting also went through all kinds of nonsense and jokes. Just when the Prime Minister was about to announce the end of the meeting, a female secretary in professional attire suddenly ran in in a panic.