The Holy Mother clan feels very awkward. They get what they want without praying. Doesn’t that mean they don’t have enough respect for the Holy Mother?
Moreover, the things that I got back when I was bored at home could no longer be exchanged for novel gadgets from the Outlanders. I had to find better things.
But the thing in her hand cannot be changed even if she prays to the Goddess. At most, it looks similar but tastes completely different.
Jiu Motoko was bored and used the snacks in Qiankun's sleeves in exchange for the garbage that everyone brought.
Basically there is no practicality, and even the little decorative gadgets, the exotic style is only reflected in the environment.
The creatures here are too poor and don’t have any good things.
According to Bo Li, just pray to the Goddess for what you want, why do you have to work so hard to get it yourself?
Even in their minds, the word hard work does not exist, and there is no concept of private property.
The things that could be exchanged with Shu Motoko were all picked up casually without any effort, or they were gifts after praying to the goddess, such as cups or plates.
The weather here doesn't get colder or hotter, it's always a constant temperature, even at night. Everyone has no desires and needs, just play every day.
Even if the clothes are dirty or the tent is messy and you want to clean it, you just pray and let the goddess do the work.
This makes Jiu Yuanzi feel envious for the human race. Without the Internet and games, many people would stay in tents for a lifetime without coming out.
But when she thought about it carefully, she felt that this was not a good thing. Everything could be obtained through prayer without any effort. That was the current situation.
A bunch of primitive people.
As long as they lose the Goddess and the ability to pray, they will not be able to survive. The chance of racial annihilation is very high. Even if there is no natural disaster, they will be a man-made disaster.
After all, Jiu Yuanzi is an immortal who has learned the knowledge of the human race, and he has learned a lot of life principles.
How could she just watch these Madonnas idle around and live like bugs instead of working hard for the future?
First, let the Madonnas discover the benefits of exchange, reduce the number of their prayers, and let them have a desire for what they bring, so that they can work.
In this way, when you find your way back to the Immortal Domain, you can sell this undeveloped domain with unlimited potential to Mr. Ning.
He must be interested in the management rights here. Based on the primitive state of the Madonna clan, there is a lot of potential here, and he can definitely earn a lot of good things.
Jiu Motoko feels that what he is doing now is important enlightenment work. Although it is also for making money, from the highest moral point, it is to liberate them from the god mother's pig pen.
If it weren't for a Holy Mother clan member nearby who prayed directly to the Holy Mother and asked for a wish stone, she would have been moved by her own selflessness.
"Can this be exchanged for something?" The Virgin Clan member asked a little uneasily, holding the wish stone that was larger than his fist.
Jiu Motoko looked at him, and then took out a bottle of Coke from Qiankun in his sleeve. There were water drops on the bottle. It was a bottle of ice Coke.
She said seriously: "Okay, this is enough to exchange for a bottle of Happy Ascension Water."
"In our area, many people want to drink it, but some powerful people will stop it. After all, beautiful things only want to be kept for yourself."
The Holy Mother clan nervously took the iced Coke, it was cold in her hands, and she felt inexplicably nervous and excited.
Jiu Motoko thoughtfully helped him open the bottle cap, and there was a hissing sound, which was a delicious sound even if he had never experienced it before.
After taking a sip of iced Coke, the Madonna's eyes widened. How could it have such a subtle and beautiful taste? It was so novel!
Jiu Motoko was not exaggerating. She had just taken a look at the meals prayed by the Holy Mother Clan and knew that the supermarket in her sleeve could take over the whole world.
Having never experienced progress, the Madonna clan only has the understanding of what they can eat.
Just like a pig that only eats pig food made of pig grass every day, how can it know how delicious the restaurant swill is.
The food that the Holy Mother Clan prays for is always a bowl of water and a solid that looks like a steamed bun but is very dark in color.
Bo Li introduced that this fruit, which they call the mother fruit, is the key to their survival and is also a treasure given by the goddess.
When I'm hungry or thirsty, I pray. I don't have to do anything. I feel very happy.
However, Jiu Motoko felt that this was just to reduce the workload and cut corners just to provide this kind of food and was not willing to change the pattern.
The Coke in the hands of the Madonna tribe attracted the attention of other tribesmen, and everyone gathered around it. It seemed to taste better than a lollipop.
Taking advantage of this moment, Jiu Yuanzi asked casually: "Uncle, no one here is curious, are those flying birds delicious?"
Bo Li, who had taken the medicine and recovered from all his injuries, immediately said: "No, we will never harm any living beings. This is what the Goddess has engraved in our hearts."
"I hope that all the creatures in the domain will live well together. Why should we kill them when we can pray to the goddess for everything?"
But Jiu Yuanzi said reluctantly: "Then if I really kill him, will your Goddess punish me?"
Bo Li hesitated. This question was too difficult for him because it had never happened.
He could only say: "Impossible, how could the Goddess punish us? The Goddess will only take care of us because we are the most pious children."
"Then kill one and show it to me." Jiu Yuanzi said.
Bo Li opened his eyes wide and kept waving his hands, "No, I will never do that!"
Jiu Yuanzi talked about the conditions, "Hey, you didn't say that the Mother Goddess won't punish you, so what are you afraid of? If you kill one, you can deduct one of the prayers you owe me."
"No." Bo Li firmly refused.
However, Shu Motoko disapprovingly took out a 1.25-liter large bottle of Coke and Sprite, "Plus a Coke and Sprite, enough for you to share them with your nearest and dearest without praying."
"By the way, we also give you free ice cups, which will make them taste even more delicious."
Who can bear this!
Bo Li turned his head and looked at the bird flying in the distance with no idea what it was doing. Evil arose in his heart, and he said to a tribesman who looked like a young man in a wishful language: "Ah'er, go and kill that bird." Shoot down the bird.”
There is obviously a reason why that young man was chosen. There are not many mavericks in any race.
When he heard this, he immediately showed an expression of being ready to move, but he confirmed it again with a little uncertainty.
After getting the confirmation, he walked towards the bird, but was blocked by Jiu Motoko.
A'er was puzzled and couldn't understand the language, so he could only look at her.
"Use this to fight." Jiu Yuanzi took out a slingshot, gave a demonstration, and then stuffed it into Ah Er's hand.
Ah Er understood what she meant. Restless guys always understand these things very quickly.
He picked up a small stone from the ground and hit it at the bird without knowing how to aim.
Jiu Yuanzi secretly used his spiritual power to guide the stone, causing it to smoothly draw an arc in the air, and then snapped into a little bird.
The bird plopped down.
Ah Er immediately shouted excitedly, and then realized something was wrong. The tribesmen around him looked at him in shock, and quickly shut their mouths.
Jiu Yuanzi threw the Coke and Sprite combination to Bo Li, then took out a small bottle and gave it to Ah Er, gesturing and praising: "You did a great job, this is a reward from my sister."
Di Di had been holding his hands in boredom and waiting to watch. At this time, the tentacles on his body suddenly flew up and stretched out for more than ten meters, piercing the five or six birds flying over there. cold.
Then he smiled and looked at Jiu Motoko, as if he was waiting for praise.
But in the eyes of the Holy Mother clan, he is more like full of murderous intent and provocation, and will kill people if he disagrees with him.
Jiu Yuanzi threw herself into his arms with familiarity, "Wow, Brother Di is so awesome. It's really great."
Then she looked up at the sky. Our Lady of Hope seemed to be dead, without any punishment, not even a vision.
Sure enough, the lower limit can be lower, and maybe you can do whatever you want.
