I Became a God in a Horror Game - Chapter 571

[Chapter 557 The Lost Country of Gold]

around the mining area.

Mu Sicheng’s speed of action began to slow down. He cautiously looked at the golden sculptures gathered at the entrance of the mine not far away, moved the headset to his lips, and reported in a low voice, “I saw the humanoid sculpture.”

After speaking, He took a photo and sent it over.

The human-shaped gold sculptures in the photo are frozen at the entrance of the mine in various poses. Their expressions and expressions are very excited and hideous. Some sculptures even hold banners and seem to be raising their arms and shouting.

“It says [Never hand over the gold mines] on the banner.” Mu Ke translated, “I will not translate some swearing words here.”

“Actually, I am a little strange.”

Mu Ke said something? Si: “What I read in the newspaper before is that after a period of decline in gold mines, there has been an explosive secondary growth. The map that Mu Sicheng found shows that gold mines have recently increased. This has also been confirmed. There must be something wrong with this second batch of gold, otherwise there will not be a large number of new miners suffering from strange organ sclerosis diseases, and it is precisely because of this second gold growth that Georgia has handed over the resistance of the mining area. It has been greatly improved. The people see the hope of gold growth, and it is impossible to agree to the transfer.”

“But the problem is…”

“It is written in the fairy tale that God will only supply gold for a thousand years.” Bai Liu calmly Continued, “If it is the god we know, after the one thousand year appointment, he will stop the supply of gold instantly according to the transaction, and it is impossible to continue to supply gold. This is the second outbreak of this batch of gold mines. “It’s

not normal.”

“And Georgia decided to hand over the gold mine to the Heresy Management Bureau. There was also a problem.”

“He was a prince at the time. Even if he realized that there was a problem with the mine, the most reasonable way was to investigate and deal with it after closing it down. It may be so easy to hand over the source of national dependence to the foreign organization of the Heresy Processing Bureau, and this approach will also be more supportive.”

“The matter? There was still room for a turnaround, and Georgia’s approach could have been less radical.” Bai Liu paused, “But it should be some kind of third-party factor that inspired the contradiction between the two sides.”

“This kind of The third-party factor must be something that Georgia cannot stop, that is, force majeure.” Liu Jiayi pondered for a while, and then continued, “And this force majeure factor should be introduced by internal people, and there are many more. People support, otherwise Georgia would not choose to cooperate with foreign countries.”

“And this force majeure factor made Georgia think that only the Heresy Processing Bureau can handle it…”

Inferring this, Liu Jiayi and Bai Liu both stopped.

The specific content of this force majeure factor is ready to be revealed.

Bai Liu calmly said the answer: “In the ancient Loren Kingdom at that time, someone sought cooperation and trade with the gods again, so that the gold mine could continue to produce.”

13 The mining area is located in the interior of the mountains. ?The blasted exit? Riding the minecart down the long-built track. Both sides are like relics and treasures. They are all piles and clusters of gold mines. It doesn’t even take much to dig them out? It takes effort Refined, it is already a very high purity gold.

But twelve years ago, such a situation that lasted for a thousand years no longer existed in Ancient Loren.

After the long winter break, the first car mine in the spring was not even filled with half the mine car. The people looked at the miners sitting on the mine car in fear and confusion. ? Grind it into gold dust and sprinkle it high in the sky – this is the ceremony of the arrival of spring in ancient Loren.

But that year was canceled, and everyone knew that with such a barren output, they couldn’t hold such an extravagant ceremony.

It’s like some kind of revelation that spring in Gloren will never come again.

The mines of gold are declining month by month, the streets are full of unemployed miners and crying children, the gold that the Gold Development Office distributes every month has dropped by half, and his father is sitting in front of the fence, overlooking as if he is going to leave. Into the ancient loren of the invisible winter, all night long without sleep.

But Georgia was unusually calm, and he knew that day would come.

Guloren without gold is a disaster in everyone’s eyes, but in Georgia’s eyes, this may be an opportunity, an opportunity for everyone to go out.

Everyone has been trapped in this gold mining country for too long, a thousand years is enough to make everyone fear the outside world. Of course, there are indeed scary things in the outside world, but it is better than a gold-free country. Gloren is much better?

Georgia, who had already prepared for the record, patted his father on the shoulder on the night when his father knelt down and hugged him and wept bitterly, as if he had grown up overnight, and said calmly, “Father, give me Guloren. ”

His father raised his head with tears in his eyes: “Do you have a way to make Guloren produce gold again?”

“I don’t.” Georgia replied peacefully, “But father, talent is the most precious gold in a country. ”

As long as there are people, no matter how long the winter is, everyone can get through it. We haven’t gone to the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted. The mining area is still producing gold. We will preserve this gold and open it up.” The Window of Ancient Loren, cooperate with the outside world, communicate, fight, in this process, everyone’s will will become stronger, and our country will become stable and strong.”

“…you make me think again. Think.” His father said in a trance, “Think again.”

Georgia guessed that what he was going to do would meet a lot of resistance, but it wasn’t absolutely impossible, but maybe naive could be every Guro There is something in the bones of the human beings – he naively thought that God would never come again. This is no longer a happy country, and he believes in the fairy tale of the ancient Loren country.

He also naively forgot that the pain equivalent to a thousand years of gold cannot be covered by the howling of a child.

When Georgia was pushing his own filing nervously and carefully, he heard a lot of strange voices coming from the court. Some ministers began to chat with his father frequently night and night. At that time, he mistakenly thought it was his own implementation. The act of filing caught the attention of these old-fashioned ministers, who objected to their father, but Georgia didn’t care because the filing was going smoothly.

Until one day, his father found him and squeezed his hand nervously and excitedly: “We found God!”

“He is willing to make another deal with us!”

Georgia’s mind was blank for a moment. Yes, he could only subconsciously ask: “God?”

“Yes!” His father was so excited that he almost jumped up, “Our high priest heard from the Holy See that there is a person who sells a The guests of the island are very similar to the gods we described. The high priest spent a lot of time, and the other party is finally willing to meet us!”

“He will come to the ancient Loren country today, and I will let the issuing office He was greeted at the gate of the country!”

“Let’s not say whether he is a god or not.” Georgia pushed down his excited father’s hand and shook his shoulder, leaning on the table to try to keep his composure, he raised his head and asked coldly, “Even if he is , God at this moment is also here to take the price of our pain, what are you going to do? What can you do?”

His father became a little uneasy and cowardly under Georgia’s gaze: “…Then? One of the guests said, you can make another deal with us.”

“The content of the deal…” Georgia almost tried her best to control her roar, but calmly asked, “Yes What?”

“He can supply us with gold for a period of time, through a special stone [pointing stone].” His father explained nervously, “We have already tested this stone, we just need to bury it. Going underground, gold mining will indeed increase greatly, and no clear side effects have been found, so you don’t have to worry about it!”

“There is no gold in this world, father.” Georgia closed his eyes. “What does he want?”

After a long silence, his father said, “Pain.”

“He said that when the time came, Will charge us for pain.”

“When the time comes, when is it?” Georgia opened his eyes and asked softly, an irrepressible disappointment in his eyes.

“At least? Not today, not this year!” His father also became angry, pounding the table. “At least? The touchstone he brought can help our people have a good spring this year! At least? Let the kids? Sleep at home listening to fairy tales this year! At least? Tonight, after the touchstone was buried in the mines, I won’t hear the cries of people who are afraid they won’t survive at night!”

“Georgia , why do you always think about things that are so far away?!”

“The things in front of you can’t be handled well, so things that are so far away? Are they really related to us?!”

“In case he comes to collect The time of pain, and the next thousand years?!”

Georgia was silent, his fists clenched, and the king questioned aggressively, pointing out the window, looking directly at Georgia: “You want to see Outside? These people who are struggling?”

“This spring again? There is no gold. When winter comes, they? Will starve to death. Do you want them? Starve to death this winter?”

“Take my strategy and Putting your strategies together, who do you think the people will support?!”

Georgia took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently: “But…”

“No but!” The king slapped the table sternly, “Let the The most important thing is people’s survival, and you will wait until you talk about those long-term considerations!”

Seeing Georgia’s white lips, the king paused and softened his tone: “Recently, your Those strategies, just pause for a while.”

“You are doing these things? You are very tired. During this time… take a good rest.”

When Georgia walked out of the palace, there was no expression on his face. It was as if his soul had been pulled out of his body. Walking in despair on the streets, surrounded by closed shops, daily necessities with rising prices, and people with fingers crossed, weeping and counting how long it will take for their gold.

His face is well known to many people, so whenever he passed a person, someone would ask him expectantly:

“His Royal Highness, when will the gold be distributed?”

“When will the mining area resume work?”

” Gloren wouldn’t be without gold, would he?”

“God wouldn’t abandon us, would he?”

Before those innocent, almost terrified eyes, Georgia opened her mouth and said the last word. He didn’t even say it, the heart in his chest was beating violently, and the blood was hot because of some kind of turbulent emotion – when he was very young, before he learned to draw a bow, he learned to control emotions ?thread.

The crown prince cannot be impulsive and emotional. His every move must comply with regulations, be elegant, be decent, be nationally oriented, and must not have any inappropriate behavior, so in order to do all this, Georgia is almost strict Trained himself so hard that he didn’t cry after he was five years old – because that was inappropriate.

When Armand was crying because of the fall, Georgia would just pat her bleeding knee and get up, and then carry her brother who was lying on the ground tearfully, as if nothing had happened. Step by step to the palace?

“Don’t run so fast next time, Armand.” Little Georgia reprimanded his younger brother calmly, “It doesn’t look like a prince at all.”

Armand sobbed and wondered: “Brother, you fell too, Don’t you hurt?”

Georgia paused: “It hurts.”

Armand whispered: “Then? Brother, why don’t you cry?”

“Because if even the crown prince of this country is crying because of this little pain.” Georgia raised his head, he looked at the brightly lit Guloren, the voice Very lightly, “Then? Who will bear the price of the deal with God for them?”

“That?, that? I won’t cry anymore.” Armand said shyly.

“No need.” Georgia paused. “You’re just a child, not the crown prince. It’s normal for a child to cry.”

“Just don’t cry in front of people, Armand.”