God Simulator Chapter 202

  Chapter 202 God has decided, you will be the hero

  After leading the city guards to complete their morning exercises, Botu wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

  The soldiers were panting one by one, and each sat on the ground, picking up sheepskin bags and filling their throats with water.

   "Don't gulp water! Sip it!"

   Botu waved the wooden sword in his hand, lashing the young men: "How many times have I said that! After intense training, drinking too much water for a short period of time will cause abdominal pain and dizziness. Give me a rest before touching the water!"

   "Whoever lets me see it again, just run twenty laps around the city for me."

  The soldiers all put down their water bags with bitter faces.

  They muttered in a low voice: "The commander is so strict...training us like donkeys."

   "That's right, it's time for him to find a wife, and his temper will be better."

   "Indeed, a man without a woman is angry."

  Botu glared: "What are you muttering about! This is training, and training is the battlefield! Shut the **** up!"

  The soldiers suddenly fell silent.

   "Okay, next is the archery practice."

  Botu with his hands behind his back: "In actual combat, the enemy will not give you a chance to breathe and adjust. You must learn to draw your bow and shoot arrows in a state of fatigue and weakness."

   "With the help of potion, as long as the arrow can penetrate the enemy's body, it can quickly paralyze it. This has reduced your difficulty. You need to be grateful for the invention and research of your predecessors, which will make you bleed less."

   "Imitating real battlefield situations is effective practice."

   Complaints are nothing but complaints. The young people quickly picked up their bows, aimed at the target and began to practice archery.

  Although this commander is harsh and vicious, his teaching is useful, and he himself will participate in the training, and he will never engage in specialization. In several patrol encounters, it was his command and everyone's usual training that could subdue the gangsters and superhumans in time.

   Not only that, the commander started from a small soldier, promoted all the way to the captain, deputy commander, and then succeeded the old commander. He has been commended by the YC Citizen Council for ten consecutive years.

  Sanilo has also given generous preferential treatment several times, hoping to poach him as the commander in the past, and reduce the work of the original commander Alex. The salary over there is higher, the equipment is excellent, and the murloc army can be mobilized. This kind of temptation is difficult for any soldier to resist.

  He stayed in Yancheng.

  This kind of loyalty and persistence also inspires young people to respect and admire him from the bottom of their hearts.

  Botu was about to let them practice foot combat when a tall man rode up beside him.

   "Botu."

  Seeing the other party, he immediately stood up: "Mr. Mayor."

   It was Mayor Tonghai who came.

  Tong Hai is now over sixty years old, but he still has a strong body, and his thick beard makes him look dignified. But anyone who is familiar with the mayor knows that he has no airs and is very kind.

   "I brought you something nice."

   Tonghai smiled and took off the two large boxes on the horse's back and put them on the ground.

   "Look."

At this time, the scholar clerk arrived on horseback and said out of breath: "Mr. Mayor, please don't act alone, please wait for me. The renovation of the lighthouse at the port still needs on-site inspection. Prophet Bao met, and there are two other resolutions in the parliament..."

   "I know, I know, talk about it later."

   Tonghai waved his hand and looked at Botu: "Open it and have a look."

  Botu opened the lid of the box, revealing a pair of disassembled full-body armor inside. The whole body was cast in brass, shining with a delicate halo unique to metal.

   "Ghost A." Botu was taken aback.

   "Not bad." Tonghai grabbed the upper body armor and handed it to him: "Try it on."

   "It's too expensive."

  Botu is very clear that this pair of armor is equivalent to a house in the old city of Yancheng. And because the production of ghost armor is time-consuming, it can only be made by dwarf masters, and all parties ask dwarves to customize it.

   "Our city guard commander in Yancheng must have a good armor worthy of him. This is not only your business, but also the dignity of Yancheng."

  Tonghai stroked his beard with a proud expression on his face.

  Botu caressed the brass armor, unable to hide his excitement.

  No soldier is immune to a good suit of armor. Although the ghost armor will slow down the speed, as long as it is worn, even ordinary people can have a defense comparable to that of an extraordinary person.

   "Good brother, thank you for your hard work."

  Tong Hai patted Botu's arm and said with a smile, "I'll find you for a drink when I have time."

  He stepped on his horse and said, "clerk, where do you want to go?"

  The clerk came back to his senses: "The lighthouse of the port."

   "Go, to the lighthouse."

  He came and went in a hurry, riding towards the port.

  The clerk behind hurriedly followed.

   Seeing this, the soldiers rushed over in a swarm, fumbling around the armor in the box.

   "This is the ghost armor... It looks like this, and it is actually lighter than ordinary iron armor."

   "The dwarf's craftsmanship is amazing. There is also the engraving of Hammer Endless Master on it. He made it himself, and the name of the commander is engraved on the back. Wow, it's signed and customized!"

   "The commander is so face-saving, it would be great if I also have a set of this armor... I will definitely sleep with it every day."

   "Let me see, let me see."

  The soldiers were excitedly pointing around the armor, but Botu was not as happy as them.

  He looked at the priceless armor set, feeling extremely complicated.

   Sometimes glass diagrams are a bit confusing.

   Is he the commander of the Yancheng City Guards, or the captain of the Empire's First Scout Regiment?

  These two identities are constantly intertwined.

  As the captain of the scout, he has a deep understanding of the terrifying background of this city, and he has become more and more aware of the terrifying power of the gods in this world, and he is worried about the future of the empire.

   But as a commander, he is proud of this great city, proud of the boys here, and proud of the endless creations and inventions.

  When he first came here, 24-year-old Botu was full of ambition.

  He joined the City Guard Army just to figure out the city defense system of the whole city.

   In the third year, he was promoted to captain, and he had almost figured out the schedule, equipment and actual combat capabilities of the city guard army.

   But at this time, Botu began to struggle.

   In the fifth year, he was promoted to deputy commander because he solved a huge case of smuggling split earthworms and captured a group of criminal murlocs.

   In the seventh year, the old commander retired. He formally took over as the city guard. He captured the famous Red Devils, a group of thieves composed of man-eating crabs and turkeys, and successfully solved the kidnapping case of the grandson of the famous philanthropist in the city.

   So far, Botu has become famous and is known as the detective of Yancheng. The famous storyteller Pava also found him specifically and asked about his past for the convenience of subsequent writing records.

   It is now the tenth year since I came to Yancheng.

   It is also the tenth year since leaving the homeland of the empire.

  The 34-year-old Botu is increasingly confused about which one is his real self.

   The galley slowly approached the shore, and the sailors tied ropes to the stone piles of the pier, and began to chat while drinking.

  Botto covered his face with a hood, and walked all the way to the old hut in the forest according to his memory.

   On this day, he waited from the sun high until night fell.

  Only two people came to meet up.

  One of them is businessman Bo Jiuqian, and the other is scholar Bo Zhan.

   He thought, maybe the others won't come again.

  Botu said slowly: "Tell me about your information."

Bo Jiuqian was the first to speak: "Elf Lake in the south began to sell treasure chests. You can open the box on the spot, but no one knows whether there is only one pearl or a lot of gold in it before opening the box. This business is very hot. It is said that the elf The idea of ​​Jyoti, the current leader Dryad."

  "Although the merchants think it's fraudulent, there are still many people who try their luck. Only a few people hit the big luck, and the elves have made a lot of money..."

  Bo Jiuqian's voice became lower and lower, and suddenly he said: "Stop doing it, captain...we are all tired."

  Botu looked at Bo Jiuqian: "Did you mean it? Or everyone else?"

Bo Jiuqian avoided answering, he said: "Captain, it has been ten years. If the empire has not forgotten us, it must have found this world. But the fact is, in these ten years, except for the fourteen of us Besides, no other Bo people have been around."

   "For the empire, we are just insignificant cannon fodder, Captain, you know this better than any of us. Even our scout regiment is not officially part of the army."

After hesitating for a while, Bo Jiuqian said: "Captain, in the past when we were in the scout regiment, we all worked hard with our heads pinned to our waists. The salary was very little and there was no security. will be executed."

   "Nothing else, we believe in you."

   "Follow you, we can live."

   "Every one of us remembers your great kindness and virtue. You have helped us save our lives many times. Brothers have nothing to say, if you need it, everyone will come to help you."

   "It's just that the empire... is too far away from us."

Bo Jiuqian smiled bitterly: "According to the laws of the empire, we have been deemed defected since we lost contact with the regiment for half a year, and it is impossible to go back. The regiment gave us the wrong map, but the regiment leader will never admit it Yes, you know this better than us. In the end, only us little soldiers will be held accountable."

   "In this world, for the first time, everyone can no longer be forced to go to the battlefield, and can support themselves by hard work, without worrying about being eaten by monsters at home one day."

   Botu pursed his lips tightly.

"Captain, you should know that today's Yao people are not a race of the same blood. Instead, many tribes are integrated because of the belief in the God of Yao, and the ethnic group is formed with faith as the hub. Everyone shares their knowledge and skills , obtained wealth through various methods, and formed such a peculiar nation.”

  "We did not betray the empire, because we will not forget that we came from the empire, the excellent military training system of the empire, the glass craftsmanship accumulated by the empire over the years, the construction of altars taught by the empire, and the widely spread songs of the empire."

  Bo Jiuqian said solemnly: "Captain, let me just ask. Do you really think that the secrets of the Bo people are secrets in the eyes of the gods and the apostles?"

   "God Yao has insight into everything, but he is tolerant and kind to us, just like other believers of the old gods before."

   The wrinkles on Botu's brows deepened.

   "Time for a change. Captain."

   "We are not soldiers now, but abandoned soldiers. To the empire, we are nothing more than a trivial mistake, just a string of numbers on the battle report."

   "And the war here is over before it even started, and the empire is defeated."

   "We are still residents of the empire, so let us stay here and continue the empire in another way."

"team leader."

  Bo Jiuqian paused: "It's enough, you've given everything you have, the war is over, there's no need to continue."

  After listening to his words, Botu raised his head and said coldly: "I can't control you if you give up your imperial identity. But I'm still the captain of the fifteenth team of the first imperial scout regiment."

  He drew out the iron sword at his waist, and cut off the grill on the bonfire with one sword: "If you reveal the secrets of the empire, you will be dealt with by military law!"

  Bo Jiuqian and Bo Zhan did not speak.

   They picked up their bags and looked back at the man who was still sitting by the campfire. At last they went into the night.

   Only Botu was left staring at the flames in a daze.

  Lu Yao looked down at the lonely Botu.

   Your loyalty and persistence are appreciated by the gods.

   It's just that the taste of infernal affairs is not good.

   Not long after, it was displayed on the simulator.

  【Bo Jiuqian taught Yancheng how to make glass】

  【The first altar was built in Yao City to worship the God Yao】

  【Because of the establishment of the altar, the belief in Yao City has been slightly improved. 】

  The faith in the upper right corner keeps increasing.

  +50

  +12

  +72

  Lu Yao made statistics, and the establishment of the altar has brought about 17,000 points of faith in total, which is almost half of the population of Yancheng.

  In the following time, Yancheng, Sanilo, and even Canopy City built altars one after another.

  The Bo people built altars in various cities, bringing a total of 40,000 points of faith income to Lu Yao.

   This round of growth has allowed the faith reserve to break through the 230,000 mark.

  Lu Yao is very satisfied.

   It was worth the wait.

   At this time, a prompt appeared on the game interface.

  —Great god, there is a believer who has done a feat far beyond the group, do you need to transform him into a hero?

【whether】

  Botu emitted a faint light.

   Lu Yao said in his heart.

  The gods have decided that you will be the hero.

   Thanks: Chubai supports 1500 starting coins, seven? Bead supports 100 starting coins.

  (end of this chapter)

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