Chapter 406: Very Strange, Take Another Look

A woman with pointed ears and a tail came to the city, and she was always followed by a giant cat retinue.

Siddal liked her handsome, well-tailored leather armor and her amber eyes.

Everyone said that the woman was a distinguished guest of the king and must have come from another world - the most likely possibility was from the main world where the noble messenger of the gods lived.

Many people are wondering whether she is an apostle, a prophet, or a hero.

"She must be an apostle. Didn't you see that Lady Appia was very polite to her? Only apostles receive this kind of treatment."

"No, no, I don't feel the pressure of the apostles, but the big cat is more terrifying... She is more like a prophet, right? She walks around every day, and she should be thinking about spreading faith."

"What's her name? What should you call her if you meet her?"

"Who knows? Whatever it is, it must be a big shot."

The arrival of the big shot in this small kingdom did not have much impact on the common people. They are at the top and have little interaction with the people at the bottom who work every day.

14-year-old Sidharth thinks so too.

He is a herdsman and raises ten cows. These cattle are sometimes used to plow the fields, and most of the time they are taken by Siddal to find water sources and fodder to fill their bellies and give birth to more calves.

On this day, Siddal wore his favorite wide-brimmed cowhide hat and rode his long-legged bone horse as usual, patrolling around the cattle.

He holds a long bone whip, carries a crude wooden shield on his back, and has a bone mallet tied to his horse. As a bone herder, he not only has to ensure that the cattle are well fed, but also protects these livestock.

Suddenly, Sidharth noticed a strange flower growing on the ground.

The flower is made of crab shells, red and white, with a strange and deathly beauty.

so weird.

Take another look.

He discovered that there was a bone-white palm under the flower.

Siddal dug through the gravel and soil below and dug out a small arm. I don’t know which skeleton ancestor was still holding on to this flower before he died. It was obvious that the deceased liked this flower very much.

Then I'll keep it for you.

Siddal pulled out the arm and the flower and placed them in a sack on his horse's back.

When he came back to his senses, he felt something was abnormal.

The cattle gathered together, which was a signal that they had discovered danger, and everything became extremely quiet, except for the sound of the wind blowing through the treetops.

Siddal pulled out the bone hammer, put the shield on his arm, and concentrated on guarding against the distance.

Soon the enemy appeared.

What came was a pack of gray wolves, thirteen in total.

wrong.

Siddal's dark eyes looked eastward, there were twenty heads.

He glanced west again.

No, it’s thirty-three.

The wolves rushed towards the herdsman Sidhar with a clear target, not giving him any chance to escape.

Siddal took out the bone whistle and rushed to the nearest other herdsmen to rescue him.

But not only was it stuck or cracked, the bone whistle made no sound at all today.

Although Siddal tried hard to gather the cattle, the panic caused by the attack of the gray wolves still caused the cattle to flee. Once the cattle group dispersed, these livestock became chased prey one by one.

Siddal carried the bone horse and waved the bone whip with all his strength, whipping a gray wolf until it rolled on the ground and howled in pain. The wolves began to bite the bone horse's butt, but the seemingly rugged bone horse raised its hoof and kicked it fiercely. The kick made the two wolves whimper softly and limped away into the distance.

Herdsmen have their own ways of dealing with wild animals.

Siddal specially made a pair of special hoofs for the bones of the horse's legs, specially for grazing. There are sharpened bone awls and bone spurs on the hoofs. As long as the long legs kick or the hoofs are raised, whether it is a wolf or a bear, the kick will leave a hole.

Relying on the long whip in his hand and the hoofs of the bone horse, Sidart worked hard to drive away and intimidate the gray wolves.

However, when the alpha wolf appeared, Siddal felt cold in his heart.

It was a large man whose size was far larger than that of his peers, and its body was covered with blood scabs that looked like it had been burned by flames.

When the alpha wolf joined the battle, the wolves immediately moved in a more orderly manner. The injured ones retreated automatically, and the wolves behind them filled in, tightly surrounding Siddal.

This is not an ordinary beast, but an extraordinary monster [Electric Wolf], which can cause electric shock-like paralysis and pain through touch and bite. If you are bitten by it, you will be electrocuted into black coal alive.

The lightning wolf knocked the bone horse down in one fell swoop, and Siddal rolled twice on the ground in embarrassment. When he got up, the bone horse had been torn apart and could no longer stand up.

The alpha wolf stared at Siddal with his cold eyes, pacing towards him with a victor's attitude.

Siddal pressed the brim of his hat with his hand, raised his shield with the other hand, picked up the bone hammer on the ground, and walked towards the wolf step by step.

The other wolves around him watched silently.

Bad luck.

Today, it is estimated that even cattle and people will be broken into bones.

Siddal didn't have much fear in his heart. Death was a daily part of this country. People he knew disappeared every day, and new people joined. The Bone Ancestors lived in this cycle of death and rebirth.

There was more regret in his heart.

It's such a pity that I didn't bring such a strange flower back to show everyone.

Siddal lowered his center of gravity and rushed forward. The bone mallet in his hand hit the monster's strong back, and the wolf king's bloody mouth chewed up the shield in one bite.

At that moment, Siddal felt that every bone in his body was flashing blue light, and his mind became stiff and confused.

He thought for no reason that he looked quite handsome.

The left arm holding the shield was completely bitten off by the electric wolf, and its canine-covered upper and lower jaws bit down hard on Siddal's skull.

Siddal's last act of resistance was to use his broken finger bone to thrust into the belly of the alpha wolf - but it only penetrated a little, which was regarded as a courtesy.

At this moment, the first wolf was suddenly grabbed by something, which made Sidhar come back to his senses from the trance of death.

The one grabbing the wolf's neck was a big pink cat. It was bigger than the largest brown bear. Under its round eyes was a big mouth that stretched to both sides of its cheeks.

It was grinning with its teeth bared, as if what it was catching was not a ferocious electric wolf, but a little mouse. The electric wolf shivered in its hands, shrinking its neck and clamping its tail, not daring to resist at all.

The big cat was asking for credit from the person next to him.

The man had a pair of pointed cat-like ears on his head, was wearing leather armor, and had a soft and flexible plush tail on his back.

It's the enigmatic apostle and her cat.

She said something to the big cat, but Siddal didn't understand the cat language.

Then, the big cat pinched Electric Wolf's face, and Electric Wolf tried his best to force out a smile.

It dropped the electric wolf casually, but the alpha wolf squatted on the ground motionless, for fear of angering the irresistible giant. After finally getting permission, it quickly escaped with the wolves.

Catwoman walked up to Siddal, she opened a small bottle, and a faint fragrance suddenly lingered around her.

"Fortunately, I brought Xingnao Mint, otherwise conversation would be a problem. The local language is more complicated than I thought..."

She muttered to herself, squatted down and looked at Siddal: "Can you still move?"

"able."

Siddal didn't know why he was able to understand the other party's words. He still didn't come back to his senses: "Thank you... for saving me."

"Meet him while passing by, it's easy with a little effort. Goodbye then." She stood up and was about to leave.

"that……"

Sidharth asked cautiously: "Can you tell me your surname?"

"My name is Mao Cao, and I am a prophet under Lord Yao."

"Yao god...which god is he?"

It was the first time for Sidharth to hear this name.

The other party said patiently: "Lord Yao is not a god in this world, but Yao has a cooperative relationship with the title deity here [Messenger of the Gods], so I was sent to stay in this world temporarily to do some fieldwork."

Sidharth seemed to understand.

One thing he was sure of was that Maocao was indeed of high status, and the Yao God behind him was probably on the same level as the [Messenger of the Gods].

"Please wait for me."

Sidharth stood up with one hand on the ground. He put on his wide-brimmed leather hat, staggered over to the broken bones of the horse, took out something from his bag, and carefully presented it to Mao Cao with both hands.

"This is a little disrespectful gift, please accept it."

When the other party saw the flower made of crab shells, his face showed a bit of surprise, and then he smiled: "Thank you, this is really a very special flower."

Mao Cao accepted the crab shell flower with bones, and then she easily jumped on the big cat's back, and the big cat immediately flew into the sky and dived into the clouds.

…

From then on, Siddal began to pay attention to Maocao, the prophet of the alien god.

She lived in an independent stone house outside the temple. The stone house had no roof, only four walls, and a statue of Yao in the center.

Every day Maocao would pray devoutly in front of the statue, and then he would ride off on Totoro and start overlooking the whole world from the air.

Out of curiosity, Siddal went in to pay homage to the statue of the mysterious god. Since there are no guards on either side of this simple temple, access is not restricted.

Sitting on his knees in front of the statue, Sidharth imitated Maocao and said, "Great God Yao, please bless me with peace and success..."

Here, even the humblest person can look up to God. In the Kingdom Temple, only with permission from His Majesty the King can you have the opportunity to pray in front of the statue.

Siddal also saw that a small flower bed had been opened in a corner of the temple, with Xingnao mint guarding the crab shell flowers in the middle.

This made him feel something indescribable.

happy? excited? Still excited?

Probably a little bit of both.

The prophets of the kingdom are aloof and rarely talk to the common people. As wise men recognized by the gods, they only serve the oracles and it is their duty to praise the gods.

Maocao, the prophet of God Yao, not only saves people, but also listens to the various voices of the ancestors of the Bone Bones.

She flies around every day, asking farmers, herdsmen, fishermen and workers, understanding their work and difficulties, and giving them help... This is something that has never happened in the kingdom before.

She said to everyone: "Lord Yao Shen also hopes that the civilization of the Sleepless Ones can develop very well. If you have any difficulties or have good suggestions, you can come to me."

No one takes it seriously.

The master of the kingdom is the king. Above the royal power is the martyred god who rules the world. Behind the martyred god is the infinitely powerful messenger of the gods... No matter how powerful this god Yao is, he will never come to this world.

Most of the Bone Ancestors are not very smart and flexible. This is the nature of the race, but it does not mean that the Bone Ancestors are all idiots. We do not want to be liquidated by His Majesty the King afterwards.

One day, Sidhar was badly beaten by the collector. He came to the temple of God Yao and said to Maocao out of anger: "Prophet, can you really help us?"

Mao Cao's ears twitched: "Come and listen to what you have to say."

"We herders work hard to graze cattle and sheep so that the livestock can grow faster and more, but the tax collectors always beat us, thinking that we are lazy. Those cattle and sheep are attacked by wolves, bears and leopards in the wild, and many of our herders are injured and killed, but the tax collectors are unwilling to send soldiers to help us. What can we do?"

Mao Cao nodded: "How do you think we should deal with this problem?"

"Many herders think that more skeleton dogs should be trained. They can scare away wild beasts and also give warnings. We have also requested in the past, but the kingdom thinks it is a waste of corpses..."

"I see, I need to investigate and verify it."

About a month later, the kingdom issued a new rule: every herder will get a skeleton dog to help herd.

Sidar couldn't believe it.

The prophet Mao Cao really spoke for everyone, and His Majesty the King actually listened!

From then on, Xidar frequently appeared in the Yaoshen Temple. Under his leadership, many herders often went to pray, thanked the prophet Mao Cao, asked for answers and sought help.

Maocao listened carefully to everyone's difficulties and recorded them on the parchment roll. She would conduct a detailed and comprehensive investigation, and actively work on the parts that were true and could be solved.

Gradually, more and more white-bone ancestors began to pray to God Yao, and on the basis of their original beliefs, they also believed in the mysterious and benevolent God Yao.

Later one day, the apostle Apia came to the temple and said to Maocao: "Prophet Maocao... those civilians always have all kinds of troubles, so you don't have to rush around. The king has worked hard to govern the country, don't add any more burdens to him... Isn't it enough as long as the population is growing?"

At that time, Sidhar was outside the wall, piling up the outer wall of the temple, and he heard it very clearly.

Maocao said: "I'm sorry I can't agree. The living conditions of civilians will be directly related to the progress of the entire civilization. They are the cornerstone and weather vane of civilization. As long as there is room for improvement, I will continue to make suggestions and advice."

"Alas... why are you so serious?"

Apiya's voice was a little helpless: "It's just a group of white-bone ancestors. They are just wood and hay that can move. It's too hard to pay attention to them like this."

"It's not hard to execute the oracle of Lord Yaoshen."

Maocao said firmly: "Even ordinary people who only do simple labor can accomplish great things. This is the experience and criterion of our Yao clan."

"In our Yao clan, there have been godslayers who can be compared with gods among ordinary people. The future prophets and heroes will also be born among the civilians of this country."

"Oh, what I mean is that this is the civilization of the sleepless, just a primary civilization composed of white-bone ancestors... It can't be compared with your Yao clan. Lord Yaoshen is a noble main god, and it can't be compared. It's good enough for the civilians here to be alive." Apia sighed.

Outside the wall, Sidar was in a trance, his white bone fingers gently kneading the clay.

Can such a humble existence as a commoner really be on par with the gods?

I wonder what kind of life the Yao people who live under the protection of the Yao God live.

He wanted to see their kingdom and city with his own eyes.

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