Su Hao glanced at Veratola, frowned, and fell into thought.

Veratura continued the unfinished words: "When I was very young, Molizhaka Village was not what it is now. I believe you have seen it too. This is a very rich valley. The water flows smoothly and the land is fertile. If every piece of land is used, the crops planted can feed more than 100,000 people. This place has the potential to develop into a big city. When I was six years old, the number of people here had exceeded 7,000. Men are strong and brave, and women are very hardworking and good at fertility. The priest at that time was a very wise elder. He saw that the village was facing the threat of those monsters, so he organized an army to completely solve all the troubles."

For some reason, Su Hao suddenly remembered the earth city before the outbreak of the virus. He bent his lips and smiled faintly: "If you stay in this village honestly, there may be more people who survive. Once you leave, there will be only one dead end."

Veratura was shocked and stared at Su Hao with an incredible gaze. Yu Shou's chest kept rising and falling violently, making a hoarse voice like a broken bellows: "How do you know?"

"Maybe you won't believe that my experience and everyone under my command are similar to yours.

Su Hao was unwilling to explain more about this issue and waved his hand casually: "Let's talk about it, I'm very interested in your story."

Veratura gradually put away his shocked and surprised gaze, but his emotions still couldn't calm down: "I think, I began to understand why you are so cold to us. Only by experiencing such tragic and painful things can you feel numb to everything in the world. Only the most numb and coldest can you become the greatest warrior.

Su Hao didn't know how to evaluate these words. He was silent for a few seconds and walked to the wood beside the wall to sit down.

"You are right, they are all dead. The army of thousands of warriors was wiped out, including the priest himself, and no one came back. Although no one saw the dead body with his own eyes, nor the battlefield. But many things do not need to be confirmed with his eyes. Here, disappearance means death. Those terrible monsters like fresh flesh and blood. If they are defeated, it is naturally impossible for anyone to live."

Veratura's expression was a little dull, and then a bitter smile appeared: "Most of the people in the village were missing, and many things fell on women. There was not enough labor and the farming area was getting smaller and smaller. We were forced to give up the plot closest to the river, dug a simple canal, and cultivated near the village. Fortunately, no monsters came to attack during that time. If the project was delayed or even forced to be suspended due to their disturbance, then everyone in Molizhaka Village might be starved to death."

Su Hao looked at the water vapor that was constantly spreading in the soup pot and shook his head lightly: "No higher species will be kind to food. You have sent an army of thousands of people, enough for them to eat for a long time. Hunting living people is ultimately dangerous. Although dead bodies will rot, they are always food that can be found in front of you. They are not fools, and they will naturally make the right choice."

“You are right”

Veratura's expression became more and more surprised, and his attitude towards Su Hao became more and more respectful: "I only understood this truth many years later. At that time, there were less than a thousand people in the village. We narrowed the walls and armed more warriors. The attack frequency of those monsters became more and more frequent... Now, you also see that these people are the last survivors in the village. Otherwise, it would not be the turn of idiots like Yasen to act as leaders."

Su Hao couldn't help but feel a little funny: "Idiot? Why do you say that?"

"Because he doesn't know anything."

Veratura felt his heart full of unremovable weight. It sighed and shook his head: "I have seen many excellent warriors. Even the weakest of them are much better than Yasen. He is a coward and never dares to take the initiative to face those monsters. He only aims his fists at his own people. This guy is very edible and has an appetite of more than five times that of ordinary people. But he is really lazy. He is not willing to do anything except sleeping or having sex. The only thing worthy of praise is his superb performance in sexual ability. Yasen took only one week to make all the women in the village pregnant. Even the ten-year-old Haraharia and the one hundred and thirty-one-year-old Barbara are no exception."

Hearing this, Su Hao felt his eyelids twitching, and he felt panicked for no reason.

The number of women in Molizhaka Village is over 100. The dead ghost Yasen who was lost to him actually spent all the women in a week, which means that there are dozens of people who have sex with him every day. Human semen is not toothpaste stored in the hose. The first time it is sprayed, the most powerful and the number is the most. The second time it becomes as thin as overnight porridge, with no viscosity at all. In eight hours, the remaining residue almost turns into moisture. Apart from a bad smell, nothing is left.

Every day, there are dozens of girls, and the hit rate of each shot is 100%. Damn, this guy is simply a natural human-shaped seeder. No wonder he is timid but can become the leader here. It turns out that a man has a golden spear under his crotch. He has been tempered for thousands of times and never softened. From then on, he has traveled around the world, leaving only countless magical stories for future generations to comment...

Vilatola released an extremely strong light in her eyes, staring at Su Hao, her tone and attitude were filled with unprecedented enthusiasm: "You are a warrior, a greater existence than any leader. We will obey any orders from you and do anything for you."

Veratora's little daughter walked to the fire pit, scooped out a large bowl of sharp cooked meat from a boiling soup pot, and placed it respectfully in front of Su Hao. After doing this, she knelt calmly at Su Hao's feet, lowering her head in great respect.

Despite the dim light, Su Hao still saw the difference between this woman and the previous one. She obviously had just taken a shower and was very clean. Her long hair was wrapped in fine weaving techniques behind her head. Her face might have been coated with chalk soil, and there was a thin layer of flying white. She was not wearing clothes, her naked upper body was beautiful in lines, and the curve between her breasts and breasts was extremely attractive. Apart from apron made of rattan and leaves, she was wearing nothing, revealing her dark and shiny legs with smooth and slender lines.

At this time, two other young women also walked into the shed. They were younger than Viratola's daughter, and their development could only be considered ordinary. This should be attributed to insufficient food, which led to thinness and tendency to shrink breasts. However, according to the aesthetic view of peacetime on earth, it can be considered very skinny.

"They are Phila and Cacarine."

Veratura pointed to the two girls who also walked up to Su Hao and knelt down. Her wrinkled face turned slightly red: "Carelli just turned ten years old the day before yesterday, and Feila was only twelve years old, and my daughter... They are the last adult virgins in the village, and they should have dedicated them to the Lord God. Now, they will belong to the greatest warriors."

Su Hao was a little stunned.

Ten years old? Twelve years old?

This age made him feel difficult to adapt for a while. Because Phila and Cacaree looked obviously much more mature than ordinary girls. Su Hao quickly understood that this was a mistake caused by height. Both girls were over 1.9 meters tall, and on earth, there was no connection between people of this height and "ten years old".

Su Hao stretched out his right hand and slowly raised the jaw closest to him by Kagarie. The girl's skin was very dark, she was also naked, and she didn't look beautiful, but there was a faint excitement and expectation deep in her eyes.

The other two have similar appearances to her. Words like "beautiful" cannot be used on them, at most they can get some praise in their figure.

Su Hao didn't even have the interest to take a look at this kind of person.

"Even they are willing to take it out, what are you going to ask me to help you with?"

Su Hao turned his gaze to Veratola, picked up a piece of cooked meat with his fingers and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it slowly, and asked, "Go out and kill all the monsters on the mountain outside? Or stay here to act as your guardian?"

No one will give benefits in vain without receiving any rewards. The scenes seen with his own eyes, coupled with Viratola's previous introduction to Molizaka Village, have already made Su Hao understand the true value of the word "virginity". It is no exaggeration to say that although the three girls kneeling in front of him are ordinary appearances and even ugly, they are the most expensive goods in the entire village.

It is not too much to say that their ugly comments are too much. The ten-year-old Feila's head is like being pressed by a heavy object, and the middle is stretched wide from the cheekbones, and her thick lips are like "Shuanghui" ham sausage. Just looking at that face, Su Hao made up his mind: If he had the chance to return to Earth in the future, he would not eat similar things even if he was beaten to death.

What's more, these women are really dirty. The moment Viratola's daughter knelt down, Su Hao obviously smelled the strong smell emitted from the woman's legs and hips. Her so-called "cleaning" is obviously only the body surface, not the private parts. Su Hao once saw this habit in National Geographic magazine that some natives believed that the more smelly the better the private parts, the better. That means cleanliness, and that means no one has ever been touched by his own fingers.

The ideal country described in Plato's book is not the highly developed world of civilization that Su Hao imagined. The ignorance and barbarity here are shocking. These guys in front of him are just a group of poor fools who can't afford to eat and can't wear clothes.

But no matter what, it is indeed suitable for evolutionary survival. The molecular structure of the soil and crops is very unique, and you no longer have to worry about problems such as too much body strength and insufficient food energy intake. The only loss is probably that you can no longer use thinking energy like on Earth and cannot manipulate microorganisms.

Veratura's eyes were a little flustered. He didn't know how to answer Su Hao's question. If he agreed to "yes", he would definitely anger the other party. If he agreed to "no", he was obviously not what he wanted.

The pork man’s meat tastes good, and the cooked meat feels very comfortable in the mouth. Compared to the real pork on earth, its fibers are thicker and the meat is tighter. Although it has a bit fishy smell, it is barely acceptable.

Seeing Su Hao's sarcasm, Veratola quickly stretched out her trembling hand, rolled and crawled to Su Hao, grabbed his trouser legs, and said in a sharp and panicked voice: "Please save us, save us."

The wooden fence outside the village is the last protective force. In order to build this line of defense, the villagers of Moli Zhaka cut down all the nearby trees. Just last month, the fence had been broken once, and now it is the second time. There is no material for maintenance in the village. If you want to cut down more wood, you must go further to the mountains.

Doing that is no different from suicide.

There are fewer and fewer men in the village. Although boys and girls grow up to ten years old and even if they are adults, they still cannot make up for the speed of population loss. Vilatola did not lie. In its childhood, the number of villagers in Molizha was indeed as high as nearly 10,000. However, as mutants attacked and harassed more and more villagers were killed and abducted, the place has gradually turned desolate and extinction.

“We are willing to do anything for you”

In just a moment, Veratola had made the final decision. His whole body fell to the ground, kissing Su Hao's shoes in the most pious and humble posture. His eyes were filled with tears, and his tone and voice were choked: "As long as you are willing to protect us, we will do anything."

The three girls who had already kneeled down lowered their heads and almost completely lay on the ground.

Su Hao felt more people gathering around him. He raised his head and through the open door panel in front of him, he found that there were as many as hundreds of villagers gathered outside the shed, and more people surrounded him from all directions. They knelt outside the house, with their heads facing themselves, as if the most devout believers worshipped the gods in their hearts.

Su Hao nodded silently, and the ferocity and violence deep in his eyes gradually faded.

Of course, killing Yasen is to establish his authority. If the effect is not enough, he has also considered killing Vilatola on appropriate occasions.

Using the corpses of the most powerful figure as a deterrent is the experience left to mankind by war history. Just like when Su Hao left Earth, he once told Lao Song: If the "Worker Bee" troops occupy Tokyo, they must exile the entire Japanese emperor's family to the prisoner-of-war camp. The men and women there are very hungry, and both men and women can meet their extremely strong perverted needs. Moreover, the object of ravaging is still a big man with the royal title. This is as surprising as a beautiful girl at the site of receiving the prize after winning the five million prize, and a beautiful girl smiled and told you that "bonus tax-free" is.

The passage to return to the earth has been closed, so naturally there is no question of blowing it up with explosives. The biggest problem in front of Su Hao is still food.

Turn all the villagers of Molizhaka Village into slaves, and let them plant "Tork" and "Soke" in large quantities on fertile land near the water source. This is Su Hao's plan.

Forced others to be slaves will cause some rebound, and voluntarily kneeling at your feet will save a lot of trouble. Of course, whether similar words are Su Hao issued by orders or Vilatola himself, the effect is completely different.

If it is the former, it is possible to cause a rebellion at some point.

If it is the latter, Veratola himself is the most loyal supervisor.

As for the so-called main god...

Su Hao thought about it and asked seriously: "Who is the Lord God? Where is it?"

Veratura raised her head and shook her head in fear and fear: "I don't know, I really don't know."

The smile that had just appeared on Su Hao's face disappeared instantly, and his expression became cruel and cold: "You know we will come out of the passage, but I don't know where the main god is? Look at the pyramid, that kind of thing cannot be built without thousands of labor. Don't use excuses like your childhood to make excuses. You may know that one plus one equals two, but you will never understand the relationship between the functional theorem and the Pythagorean triangle. Making that kind of building requires a very high mathematical theory, and then look at yourself, you have not even wiped the shit in the butt crack, and you can't say you are a damn builder."

Su Hao strengthened his tone and almost roared: "Where is the Lord God?"

Vilatola was shocked by this powerful aura, and her whole body was twitching more and more violently, her teeth trembled, and her speech was stuttering: "I, I really don't know. I, I only know that there is a dark passage, and the warriors will appear from there. The pyramid has existed since I was born. It is the holiest place in the village, and I don't know who made it. We worship it and worship it..."

Su Hao flatly interrupted Vilatola: "Who told you that warriors will appear in the passage?"

Veratura lay on the ground and grabbed Su Hao's boots tightly, and did not dare to let out a strong air. She was so nervous that she was covered in cold sweat: "I, when I was praying in the tower, I suddenly developed such consciousness. I, I, I, I don't know what was going on. That consciousness told me that it was the Lord God, and the warriors who walked out of the passage could save us all."

Su Hao stood up, his eyes becoming sharp and cold: "Is it possible to connect with the so-called Lord God in this way?"

“The will of the Lord God is very magical, and each of us can feel its existence.”

Veratura's body was trembling. It felt murderous intent surging in Su Hao's body, which was timid and shocking: "As long as you walk into the pyramid, you can feel the call from the Lord God. I, I really did not lie. I swear in the name of the greatest ancestors that all this is true."

Su Hao took a breath silently.

There is no need for Vilatola to lie about such things. If things really do, then there must be some kind of hidden communication setup inside the pyramid, like remote communication devices on Earth.

Thinking of this, a trace of hideousness rose on Su Hao's face.
Chapter completed!