Huh? Isn't this an adventure kingdom building game?!-Chapter 87 "Marrying a Wife

The farmlands are so neatly cultivated that they look like they were measured with a ruler, with not a single weed or insect in sight. It’s unclear where the strawberries and rice come from, but they grow remarkably fast.

Especially the rice, as soon as it’s planted and watered, it sprouts tender shoots and grows almost in the blink of an eye. Regardless of when it’s planted today, by tomorrow morning, it’s ready to mature and be harvested!

Moreover, Wan Mingchuan personally witnessed his master’s harvest of these magic plants, and the process was very strange; he just grabbed and pulled, leaving the field clean without even a leaf or a bit of root left behind.

He’s wondered more than once, if Riverfront Village could have such miraculous rice to plant, every household could fill their bellies with fragrant white rice!

Jiang Yuan looked at the farm fields in the heavy rain, thinking that his master matched the game mode, so if it rains tomorrow, there’s no need to water; but as long as the weather is clear, today’s rain won’t matter for tomorrow’s fields, if they need watering, they have to be watered.

After all, the system directly reminded him that if plants are not watered on sunny days, they won’t grow in a state of water deficiency, and digitalized courtyards and plants have to follow the game rules.

The heavy rain stopped around dusk.

Dog Sheng, who had been distracted, anxious, and remorseful, only learned at this moment that his son couldn’t be saved. Looking at his son’s body, already cold and stiff, he was completely stunned, only hearing countless buzzing sounds in his ears, yet unable to hear anything clearly.

"I noticed earlier that the bleeding looked quite severe."

"We should have used the Hemostatic Powder, but even the powder bestowed by the Immortal Lady Nuwa didn’t work?"

"What on earth happened, wasn’t he fine in the morning?"

"I heard he accidentally fell, hitting his head on a hoe..."

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The villagers who were unclear about the situation whispered among themselves, while those in the same group who knew the truth were anxious. Naturally, they were not saddened by the loss of a life but worried whether Zhuzi would say anything rebellious in front of Priest He before his death, possibly causing their family to be expelled from the village.

"Priest He, did Zhuzi... leave any last words?" someone gathered courage to ask.

Having found a new deity to worship, ensuring the three major families can continue to act as local emperors in the village, He Yaozu was inwardly delighted but still feigned a look of regret as he sighed, "The injury was indeed too severe, and they brought him too late. I immediately applied Hemostatic Medicine and did stop the bleeding, but he was too weak. I even sent my wife to ask for wild game to make soup to nourish him, but unfortunately, Zhuzi couldn’t hold on. He was in a coma and didn’t leave any words."

The villagers in the same group breathed a sigh of relief, some even showed a hint of grateful smile on their faces.

Being unconscious is good, dying without suffering and without offending anyone!

Dog Sheng, dazed for a long time, suddenly realized, the most capable, considerate, and sensible son was gone, and it was he who killed him with his own hands. He suddenly fell to the ground, crying out in agony, "Zhuzi! It’s Dad who wronged you..."

"The dead can’t come back to life, my condolences to you!"

"Life is tough, the child didn’t suffer much and just passed away, you should still take heart and prepare for the child’s funeral promptly."

"Come on, come on, we are in the same group, let’s help quickly so he can be buried peacefully..."

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The villagers in the same group, afraid that Dog Sheng would lose control and reveal the truth, dragged him away, some helping to roll Zhuzi’s body up in a worn-out straw mat and took it along.

With the wilderness approaching, everyone had to live in the cramped space of the redistributed caves at night, it was absolutely impossible to keep a corpse, to prevent it from being harmed by evil spirits, it had to be buried as soon as possible.

He Yaozu ordered people to bring shovels, hoes, and other farming tools, and found a random place outside the village to hastily bury Zhuzi’s body.

"It’s indeed a pity Zhuzi died, but everyone’s sufferings recently were to gather more supplies to hold the sacrificial rituals as soon as possible, contributing to the safety of the entire village!" As the villagers gathered to eat dinner, the village chief climbed onto a big rock to shout as instructed by the elders, "But now, our tough days are about to end!"

The latter sentence immediately raised everyone’s emotions.

"Have we finally gathered enough to perform the sacrifice? That’s great! Once we have the protection of the Immortal Lady Nuwa, we can enjoy the peaceful and good days we had before!"

"Without disasters, we don’t understand the struggles of our ancestors, we must be grateful and repay the benefits given to us by the three major families!"

"Indeed, without the three major families worshiping the Immortal Lady Nuwa, providing us stable residence and fields, how could we have peaceful days?" fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"When does the sacrifice start? We can’t wait any longer! After the sacrifice, we won’t have to tighten our belts anymore, right?"

Faced with the excited discussions, the village chief made a calming gesture to quiet the noise.

"However!" He stressed the turn in tone, "Previously, strangers broke into the village and damaged the Divine Statue, it was our fault for not protecting it well enough!"

Upon hearing their fault, the villagers became somewhat panicked.

Indeed, when strangers entered the village, they did not manage to prevent them from damaging the Divine Statue, the Immortal Lady Nuwa would surely be angry and hold them accountable, right? The wrath of an Immortal, how could mere mortals bear it?

The village chief, seeing the commoners intimidated, smiled contentedly and continued, "Thankfully, the elders of the three major families sincerely prayed and kowtowed for three days and three nights, finally appeasing the Immortal Lady Nuwa, ensuring she wouldn’t punish us.

However, wanting to continue worshiping the Immortal Lady Nuwa is not possible anymore, we need to prove our sincerity. The Immortal Lady Nuwa didn’t cut off the village’s offerings, just that from now on, we will switch to worshiping the River God instead."

The villagers’ hearts rose and fell repeatedly through the twists and turns, and upon hearing they could worship the River God, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that as long as some deity was willing to accept the offerings and provide shelter for everyone, it didn’t matter which immortal it was.

After lengthy preparation, the village chief finally proposed the ultimate demand, "The River God accepting our sacrificial offerings is not like the kind-hearted Immortal Lady Nuwa, when hearing that we couldn’t protect the Divine Statue leading to its damage, he wants to first see our sincerity. So, we need to select a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl of clean background to become the River God’s bride in the village!"

Before anyone could react, he started painting a rosy picture, "It’s a great thing to marry the River God, becoming the River God’s consort. If the girl is clever and bring’s the River God’s favor, her whole family can benefit greatly!"

"Marry? The River God can really be interested in mortal girls?"

"Then... if marrying the River God, you become the River God’s consort?"

"It would be a good thing to become the River God’s consort, wouldn’t it?"

"Good my foot! Wouldn’t she be drowned?"

"The River God would of course protect the bride, how could she be drowned? Didn’t you hear the village chief say the whole family would benefit?"

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Those without daughters in the family were indifferent, as it had nothing to do with them; some were regretful, thinking it a pity not to have a good daughter to match with the River God.

Those with daughters, some were worried and fearful; others were self-satisfied and hoped eagerly to be chosen, to not only match with the River God but also to contribute to the village, even the three major families wouldn’t dare to look down on them anymore, just thinking about it made them feel delighted!