Chapter 1130: Men are big-hearted, can accommodate 4 parties, and can afford to pretend to be heaven...

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The crater is full of smoke and heat waves.
"The sulfur smells so strong here!"
Sun Mo was covering his nose and mouth. Fortunately, this was in the game, otherwise he would not come to this place to kill him.
Limestone put up an altar with animal blood, bones, and stones in a pious manner, and then looked at the tribe.
"To activate the altar, eight lives are required for sacrifice. Now, it's your turn to make a decision."
Li Yan looked at his people one by one: "Are there any volunteers?"
The natives are dumbfounded, I have never heard of it like this!
"Chief...Chief, are you a lie?"
The Grey Sparrow smiled awkwardly.
"A powerful enemy is waiting, time is running out, do I need to lie to you?"
Li Yan's face was stern, and he asked again: "Is there a voluntary one?"
No one answered.
"Hey, I knew it was not that simple!"
Gu Xiuxun sighed.
"Since human life sacrifices are required, why not let Hongyan kill them? Anyway, their purpose is to stop the volcanic eruption!"
A middle-aged soldier did not understand.
"We and the Hongyan tribe are feuds. The war has lasted for hundreds of years. Besides, who can guarantee that their sacrifice ceremony will be successful?"
Lieyan explained: "Every one of our people is precious. Even if we die, we must die as valuable!"
The natives were silent.
Sun Mo understood the difficulty of Limestone. Although the goals of the two tribes were the same, the leaders and the sacrificial rituals were different, and they didn't think the other party would succeed.
"Dying on the battlefield, being eaten by wild beasts while hunting, and now sacrificed to death are all dedicated to the tribe, there is no difference."
Limestone gave a generous statement.
Some aborigines were obviously moved, among them graystone.
He raised his hand.
"Patriarch, take care of my parents!"
"Brother Greystone!"
Although Lu Zhiruo has only been with Greystone for a few months, he likes this simple brother very much.
"Someone has to sacrifice."
Grey Stone smiled brightly: "Don't care, I am not dead, I am just using another method to protect my tribe and my relatives!"
"Teacher, think of a way!"
Lu Zhiruo pulled Sun Mo's arm, tears in his eyes.
In addition to Greystone, two other natives came forward and volunteered to sacrifice, but it was not enough.
"Next, draw lots and choose the remaining five people!"
Li Yan took out the wooden skewer he had prepared: "I prepared the wooden skewer. For fairness, I will draw the last one!"
This way you can avoid limestone cheating by making marks.
Everyone's complexion became solemn, and some people even began to fear and their bodies were shaking.
They know that winning a red wooden sign means death.
"Hurry up!"
Limestone urges.
"Chief, is there no other way?"
Sun Mo interjected.
"Do you think it hurts me to do this kind of thing?"
Lieyan's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. During this time, he didn't sleep well at all: "If I am not the patriarch and I have to take the tribe forward, I will be the first to stand up and sacrifice my life."
"Stop talking, let me come!"
Someone goes out and draws wooden signs.
For a time, sentient beings are in various forms.
Seeing that there was no red lacquer on the wooden sign, their expressions relaxed, but they were not overjoyed either. Instead, they stood beside them silently.
It's the Grey Sparrow's turn.
This militant faction, unfortunately, got a red wooden sign.
"why me?"
The Grey Sparrow's face was gray, and he didn't feel angry afterwards: "I am not afraid to die for the tribe, but this method of death is too meaningless, right?".
"Maybe this is life, right?"
Li Yan patted him on the shoulder.
"Fart life!"
Sun Mo couldn't help it anymore, and dashed towards Li Yan's face with a fist.
boom!
Li Yan's body shook, but did not fight back, instead he scolded coldly: "Prophet Sun, please don't interfere with our tribe's affairs!"
"Why don't you choose to migrate?"
Sun Mo didn't understand: "Is this place worth trading eight lives for a chance to stay?"
"This is our homeland! It's our roots! Our hearts are dead if we leave here!"
Limestone explanation.
"The root of the shit, you are just afraid of change, afraid of the difficulties and unknowns encountered on the migration road, to put it bluntly, you are a coward!"
Sun Mo started spraying.
During this time of getting along, Sun Mo had long seen that Li Yan was an under-enterprising person, and all orders were carried out in accordance with tradition, so that even if the tribe was finished, it was not his own fault.
"Growing mushrooms is very simple, why don't you order them to be promoted in the tribe?"
"What is the danger of raising chickens and ducks? But you didn't take everyone to catch pheasants!"
"Even if you are reclaiming farmland, you don't care about it, or in your heart, you don't want to see me succeed."
Sun Mo stared at the limestone: "Anyone will be incompetent, and the whole army will be exhausted. The tribe is in your hands, and sooner or later will be destroyed."
"..."
The blood on Li Yan's face was gone, because Sun Mo was right.
Snapped!
Sun Mo grabbed away the animal skin package of limestone, then threw it into the volcano with all his strength.
"what are you doing?"
Limestone was shocked and went to grab it in panic, but it was still too late.
Huh! Huh! Huh!
People from other tribes also instinctively held swords at each other, because inside the package, there was the only ice stone left.
An Xinhui also showed weapons on this side, ready to open the film at any time.
"With your skill, you can jump down to catch the package and throw it up. Of course, you will definitely die, but if this is the last hope of the tribe, why don't you do it?"
Sun Mo questioned.
Limestone is silent.
"Use someone else's life to sacrifice, if you do it, it's your turn, why did you persuade?"
Sun Mo sneered: "Don't tell me what you want to preside over the sacrifice ceremony. Everyone is raised by the mother's father, and no one is more expensive than anyone!"
"The teacher said well!"
Lu Zhiruo clapped his hands.
"Go, go back to the tribe, go migrating!"
Sun Mo looked at a group of indigenous people: "I just don't understand. There is a big enemy like Hongyan who is targeted every day, why don't you move?"
"The world is so big, where can't you live?"
"A man has a big heart, can tolerate the four directions, can afford to pretend to be heaven and earth, why should you shrink in this small hill? Are you willing to spend your whole life in such a wasteful way?"
Sun Mo turned and left, roaring loudly.
Some aboriginals do not understand, but there are some aboriginals whose eyes are getting brighter.
These words of Sun Mo opened up a new world for them!
Sun Mo, who was more than ten meters away, stopped, turned his head, and yelled again: "Go, go back to the tribe, go to the world!"
The natives looked at each other, and soon someone caught up.
"Great Prophet, please allow me to follow you!"
"Big Prophet, take me to see the world?"
"Take me one!"
The natives followed one by one, and no one cared about the warchief who was kneeling on the ground.
Without exception, they were all moved by Sun Mo's words.
"The teacher is amazing!"
Lu Zhiruo looked at Sun Mo's back, his eyes worshiped.
"Sun Mo is great, but this choice is not necessarily right!"
Zhou Zerui looked at the crater with a worried expression.
"Sacrifices are dross and should be abandoned!"
After An Xinhui finished speaking, she went after Sun Mo.
"Let's take one step at a time!"
Xie Enhui persuaded friends.
Now Sun Mo is the leader, and the tribe people only listen to him.
"I hate this feeling."
Zhou Zerui was depressed, because his life no longer belonged to him, but was determined by every choice made by Sun Mo. If he chose the wrong one, everyone would die.
The crowd gave up the sacrifice and left the volcano.
Li Yan didn't know whether to jump to the volcano to commit suicide or go back, but when he hesitated, the chief of the Red Rock tribe appeared.
He wore a black cloak and couldn't see his face.
"Back to the tribe? Break into the world?"
The mysterious man sighed: "It's really domineering!"
He still had follow-up methods. He could have wiped out all the limestone hunting group here, but Sun Mo's words made him give up this plan.
As for this choice, may cause the game to fail?
The mysterious man did not think about it. He did things only to follow his will. If he failed, he would consider himself unlucky, but with his wisdom, he actually guessed some tricks for customs clearance.
He sniped the limestone natives here just to make them fail and choose to migrate.
A week later, the two tribes all embarked on the journey of migration.
Another week later, the volcano erupted and the ground shook and the mountains shook. Even though they were far away, everyone could still see the scorching magma rushing into the sky, staining the sky red.
The people of the limestone tribe knelt down and prayed to their ancestors.
"Great Prophet, if it weren't for you, we would all die."
The Gray Finch bowed his head and knelt in front of Sun Mo, asking for punishment.
"Let's go!"
Sun Mo didn't care about these.
Along the way, he passed on his knowledge of botany, animal science, and herbalism to these natives.
A year later, everyone arrived on a fertile plain, and at a glance, it was fertile.
"This is it!"
Sun Mo decided to settle here, and then taught everyone to burn, build houses, and then start slash and burn.
Another year later, May.
The golden wheat ripples with the wind, undulating like a sea wave.
The harvest time has come.
After harvesting, Sun Mo made a stone mill and a mill to make flour.
When the hot noodles are taken out of the pot and topped with hot gravy, the taste is so fragrant that people will swallow their tongues.
"good to eat!"
Lu Zhiruo smiled openly.
"These days are actually not bad!"
Meiziyu wiped the sweat off her forehead. As long as she was with Sun Mo, she didn't care where she was.
Everyone had a very fulfilling year.
You must know that these people are all famous teachers, and they have handed over what they are good at to these natives.
Mining, smelting, pottery, spinning, sericulture, animal husbandry...
Of course, the most important thing is that Sun Mo formulated a unified text so that this knowledge can be passed on from generation to generation.
Limestone culture was officially born.
"Haha, I seem to be back in childhood!"
Sun Mo licked his lips: "It's such a hot day, if there is another popsicle to relieve the heat."
"What is a popsicle?"
Li Ziqi blinked, the teacher has so many secrets, no, I have to dig it out.
Just when Sun Mo was about to divert the topic, a voice resounded in everyone's ears.
"Congratulations, everyone, for helping the Limestone tribe escape the Stone Age and officially igniting the spark of farming civilization, the first mission is completed!"
"The second mission will begin in one minute, please keep working hard!"
60,
59,
...
The countdown sounded.
Everyone was stunned, then cheered.
Damn, this broken game is finally over.
"There is a second level!"
Gu Xiuxun had a headache.
"Why don't you hold your hands? Maybe you can get them together later!"
Meiziyu proposed.
"This can be!"
An Xinhui agreed.
Everyone immediately looked at Sun Mo.
Sun Mo shrugged his shoulders and said noncommittal: "Everyone listens to me. This level is to help the limestone tribe start a new civilization and allow the tribe to continue. Then the second level of the game is estimated to be similar, everyone must be careful."
Compared to handles, Sun Mo feels that it is more valuable to tell everyone the theme of the game.
Although the game is not superior or inferior, to be honest, this kind of civilization-related game still seems taller.
But how does this announcement smell like a system?
The teleportation started, and the handle was of no use. Everyone, starting from the head, disappeared on the spot little by little.
"Teacher, look, I made a bronze sword."
Holding a bronze sword more than two feet long, Grey Stone came to Sun Mo to show off excitedly, but found that there was no one.
Many years later, the limestone tribes have died out, because they have built a more powerful city-state and established a kingdom, the most brilliant of which was built by the descendants of graystone.
Their country name is ‘Sun~EbookFREE.me~ respected by the color of ‘ink’!
This is to cherish the memory of the prophet Sun Mo and pray for his protection.
At the same time, the mysterious man also teleported.
"Sun Mo, I am looking forward to meeting you next time."
The mysterious man chuckles: "But this time, I will find a way to clear the level before you!"
...
Sun Mo regained consciousness again and found that he was in a school, with a blue robe on his body.
He is holding the table with one hand, reading a history book.
In the hall, there are more than a dozen young children, shaking their heads and reciting the three-character sutra.
"What the hell? The identity of this game is a teacher?"
Sun Mo observed the surrounding environment, then looked at the patch on his shirt, and smiled: "It looks like you are having a bad day!"
Dangdang!
The clapper rang.
The children immediately stopped reading and looked at Sun Mo eagerly.
Sun Mo was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, this is the end of get out of class, so he waved his hand.
"Go!"
Hum!
The children are like a group of wild dogs that ran away without knowing whose shoes were returned.
"First find out the identity and situation?"
Sun Mo got up, stretched out for a while, and left the school. Then he saw a commoner girl standing under the corridor with a bamboo basket on his right arm.
"It's pretty!"
Sun Mo couldn't help but look at it twice, because he likes a little girl like him!
Who knows, Xiao Niang ran over quickly and said to Sun Mo: "Official man, I made your favorite vegetable cake today!"
"Huh? Is this my wife?"
Sun Mo was shocked. The key was that the little lady's eyes were full of love and attachment, which made him very frightened because he was not her official.
What should she do if she finishes the game and leaves by herself?