Chapter 9 (2/2)
“That is also a way to communicate” Wang Yuan thought: “Speaking directly into someone’s mind is only suitable for those already infected by the germs and have almost no white mist left around their body, so having another way to communicate is a good thing”
“My soul has been replenished quite a bit” after Wang Yuan completely absorbed the rest of the white mist, he controlled the crows to stop pecking and stared at Comoros with their jet-black eyes.
Comoros froze for a bit before realizing that it was time to go and bring these followers of Negary back to his village.
Perhaps, I will bring back a calamity… No! What I bring back is glory, the glory of Negary’s grace!
With Negary’s protection, the village will definitely become a lot better. We will no longer need to fear the Kent tribe’s threats, and will no longer need to form any hunting parties, this is for the good of the village!
Wang Yuan was following him not too far behind, carefully sensing the situation of the germs inside Comoros’ body. Due to his soul being replenished a bit more, his control over the bacteria had gotten a lot stronger, and since Comoros was still useful, he couldn’t die too early. In order to make sure of that, Wang Yuan controlled the growth of bacteria inside him to prevent him from dropping dead the next day.
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An arrow was accurately shot and hit the target, a boar-like creature that he called the Croc Pig. The Croc Pig wobbled slightly before falling down and died, as Comoros approached it, he had an expression of joy.
With the help of the great Negary’s messengers, even the originally tough Croc Pig was easily dealt with, further solidifying Comoros’ thoughts about bringing the messengers of Negary back to the village to be a good thing.
“Divine messenger sirs, please wait a few minutes” Comoros respectfully told the crows, chopped off one of the Croc Pig’s hind legs, minced it up before offering it up to the crows.
Comoros made a fire and grilled some of the meat, then carefully lifted his shirt up to see that a few black spots had already shown up on his skin.
Thankfully, they haven’t spread at all since they first appeared.
“The Cauchy tribe’s village should be up ahead” Wang Yuan was absorbing white mist from the Croc Pig. As he didn’t want to reveal the fact that he couldn’t move around too easily in the day, Wang Yuan’s schedule thus far had been chaotic and his white mist had been consumed quite a bit.
However, that was no longer too much of a problem. Since they were already close to the village, Wang Yuan was drafting various contingency plans, with Comoros’ help, to spread the greatness of Negary through the entire village without much trouble.
Even if the name Negary had been deeply engraved in the Cauchy tribe’s culture, making it so that they wouldn’t mind the integration of a God into their daily lives, it was still far from enough to convince everyone to help him breed crows and sacrifice one or two people from time to time.
“Which means, a conflict will be inevitable, and I can use that conflict to my advantage” Wang Yuan looked at Comoros who still had a troubled expression on his face. During this period of time, Wang Yuan had time and time again displayed unimaginable feats of miracles in order to further persuade the young man’s beliefs and help solidify his mentality. From the looks of it, things seemed to be quite decent, but it was only at the level of being ‘decent’.
“Considering this brat’s cowardly and weak nature, I will need to prepare another hand to play” Wang Yuan had finished absorbing the Croc Pig’s white mist. He still needed a trump card in order to deal with any unexpected situations.
A rodent approached the corpse of the Croc Pig, licking the blood that was spilt from its body. Wang Yuan silently moved in front of the creature and picked it up with his interference force, he had a certain idea in mind.
Finally, Comoros arrived at the entrance to the village, the two crows landed on a branch of a nearby tree, their jet-black eyes reflecting the figures of the people in the village.