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Chapter 383 Starting to build a tribe

'However... it seems that only this tribe is still backward, as the surrounding world has developed to the point of using magic to imprison this area.'

'It seems... they are backward not because they don't know how to develop, but because they cannot develop.'

'Anyway, the war is constantly going on, causing them to always live in a situation where they have to constantly move and find ways to survive. Just finding food alone is a problem.'

'But… their distribution is also very reasonable. In particular, they have developed more humanity than brutality. They didn't abandon anyone, whether it's the elderly or children.'

'Even the seriously injured people were carried, even though it would make it more difficult for them to escape.'

Lathel thought about many things, when suddenly something strange appeared.

He felt that a magic circle appeared in his head. That circle was black, but a small part of it turned yellow.

'That is…'

"Lathel!" Cauldron spoke: "I sense a strange magic appearing inside your body."

"It is exactly the same as the magic formation engraved on the stone pillar; perhaps your helping this tribe caused it to activate."

Lathel heard that and nodded: "I know. It seems... my challenge is to help this tribe find a safe place to live, or something similar."

He looked at Doro kneeling on the ground, frowned, and began to think about how to help this tribe.

Doro did not hear what Lathel said, nor did he dare raise his head. Although he felt that Lathel was very friendly, he was still a god, and no matter how friendly a god is, they still have their pride.

If everyone could easily see a god's face, their dignity would disappear.

Lathel raised his head and looked around. He realised that this place was also a very good place to live.

This place was once a dense forest, but the surrounding trees had been cut down to create empty land. In the distance were high mountains, and it was very difficult to enter this place.

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"How did you get here?"

"This…" Doro stammered: "We hid in the cave, then discovered a small passage. We all followed that path and came to this place."

Lathel nodded. He felt that this place was very good, but... there was no source of freshwater here. If there was fresh water, this would be a perfect place to live.

'Wait! We can dig a well. If we have a well, we don't have to worry about drinking water.'

Lathel looked towards Doro and continued asking: "Do you carry any weapons or items?"

"We have a few supplies," Doro replied.

"Bring it for me to see."

"Yes." Doro replied respectfully, then retreated back. He left for a moment, then returned with three men, all carrying a few tools in their hands.

Although they were very primitive, most were weapons made from wood, stone, and animal bones, without any other agricultural tools.

Lathel sighed; it seemed they only knew how to hunt, not grow crops or raise livestock.

However, inside those weapons, there were a few made from metal. Lathel immediately asked: "That metal weapon... where did you get it from?"

"god…" Doro knelt down and hastily explained: "We took it from the battlefield of the gods."

"Battlefield of the gods?"

"That's right. There are many dead gods there; there are gods who can use fire to burn the ground and gods who can use lightning." Doro explained.

"There are even some gods who have giant shapes and can lift a large stone."

Hearing that, Lathel immediately realised that the gods in Doro's words were magicians.

'It seems... They are really backward. Because they were separated from the outside world for so long, they didn't know about the existence of magicians.'

"It seems like you're worried about something, right?" Cauldron suddenly spoke up.

"That's right. There are many things to do, but we don't have much time. I can't stay here for too long."

"Then don't worry. I deduce that the magic formation can limit time in the real world."

"What?!" Lathel suddenly asked: "What do you mean..."

"It means that even if you've been here for many years, in the real world, only about 30 minutes to an hour would have passed." Cauldron said: "I want to learn a little about that magic formation, but… I can't understand it thoroughly."

"If we can grasp its operating principles, we can control time."

Hearing that, Lathel took a deep breath: "So... are you going to decipher it?"

"I can't!" Cauldron replied: "It has a kind of power on the outside that prevents any other kind of magical power from penetrating into it."

"I only know its uses, but I cannot thoroughly understand how it is made or how it operates."

"Lathel, I will…"

"Alright." Lathel immediately spoke up, interrupting Cauldron's words: "If it's dangerous, you don't have to do it."

"Anyway, magic related to time is too dangerous; it is not within the scope of what we humans can learn.

But Lathel could not forbid Cauldron from learning about it. If Cauldron could do that, then Cauldron could truly possess the power of a god.

Lathel didn't think much about it anymore since he knew that the passage of time in this space did not affect reality too much.

'Very good… so I can do a lot of things.'

Lathel looked at Doro and said: "This place is a very reasonable place to live; you guys should live here temporarily."

Doro did not object; immediately, he bowed his head and said: "Yes, my god."

"Besides, I will teach you a little about construction."

"What?! god, that's dirty work; we just need to dig a small cave." Doro said quickly.

Lathel shook her head: "Are you going to live in a cave all your life? Gather the strongest men and women here, and I will begin to teach you some methods to survive."

"Besides, you send other men back to the battlefield where you picked up these weapons and find out more information for me."

"But the rest, whoever is able to work, must gather lots of wood, stones, and sand. Understand?"

"As you command, my god." After Doro finished speaking, he walked back, not daring to raise his head to look at Lathel throughout the entire process. The three men who followed him from the moment he arrived just knelt and bowed their heads, not daring to raise their heads.

After Doro gathered everyone together, he saw that everyone's expressions were better than before. Many people had recovered from their injuries, and they felt better and were ready to work.

"Village chief!" The crowd began to rush forward, repeatedly asking: "Will god protect us?"

"god gave us food; god will protect us, right?"

"He will find a safe place for us to live, right?"

"Village chief, is he satisfied with the offerings we offered?"

"I feel like god definitely doesn't like our offerings. I think we should prepare some of the most beautiful virgins, bathe them, and offer them to him."

"Yes, it is their honour to become a sacrifice to god."

"Ah! god is really handsome; if I were still a virgin, I would dedicate my body and soul to god."

"Huh! Look at your appearance, do you think someone as fat as you is worthy of you?"

"Enough!" Doro frowned and shouted: "A god is the highest existence. Why are all of you talking about him like that? Aren't you afraid of being punished by god?"

Hearing that, everyone quickly fell silent, bowed their heads, and did not dare to say anything more.

Doro continued: "Our god is much friendlier than the gods of other tribes. So you must respect him."

"While the gods of thirsty tribes demand virgins, fresh blood, and abundant food, our god gives us food."

"god's food even helps us recover from wounds and eliminate all diseases. We must be more grateful and respectful to god, understand?"

"Understood!" Everyone spoke up.

"Good! Now, I will choose healthy men and women so that god can bestow his knowledge upon you."

"What?!" The crowd was startled when they heard that.

"He… He will bestow his knowledge upon us?"

"Unbelievable, god's knowledge... Will we receive it?"

"This is something I never dreamed of."

Everyone was talking loudly. For people who had to live in caves and use hunting tools made of rocks, trees, or animal bones, knowledge was what they wanted most.

Hearing that, the old people could only sigh. They were proud because they were the elders and had the most life experiences to impart to young people.

However, at this time, they wished that they could be young again so that they could receive the knowledge given by the gods.

No matter how old and arrogant they are about their knowledge, they are just ants before god's knowledge.

They know that clearly, so they feel extremely sad. However, they also told the young people in their family to study hard so they could receive divine knowledge.

"Good! The rest will gather wood, sand, and rocks. Others who still remember the way should return to god's battlefield to find out more information."

"You must work well to deserve what god has given us; otherwise, I will kick you out of this tribe. Understand?"

"Understood!"

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