1045: Loss of pillar industries

“Legend says, in the very, very, very distant ancient times, this Magic Continent welcomed a Heaven and Earth Jie!”

“That Jie overturned nearly half of the lives on the entire Magic Continent! Everyone in that era was shrouded in ultimate despair!”

“Until one day, Heaven heard the wailing of the earth and saw the suffering of living beings!”

“From that day on, a group of God, invited by Heaven, descended to the mortal world!”

“This group of God, every one of them had yellow skin, black eyes, and black hair. Their arrival brought hope to the entire Magic World, and they saved the Magic World!”

“And us, we have the same skin, eyes, and hair as those God.”

“We are the descendants of that group of God.”

“Although we are not the indigenous inhabitants of this continent, we are the descendants of God. Our ancestors saved the Magic World, and our appearance was not cursed by the Wu. This is our innate face, so we are not inferior to those Vog Country people. There is no need to fawn over them, Child, do you understand?”

In a Village filled with the songs of birds, the fragrance of flowers, and peace and tranquility, a twenty-five or six-year-old young Man squatted down, looking directly at the eleven or twelve-year-old Child in front of him, speaking seriously.

While speaking, he didn't forget to wipe the blood from the Child's face and take away the Gu bone knife that had cut the Child's face.

“But I want to learn magic. Horace and the others told me that as long as I follow him for a month, shave my head, and cut my face, he is willing to teach me magic.”

The boy's voice carried a hint of a sob: “Village Chief, I want to learn magic. As long as I learn magic and become a Magician, if monsters break into the Village at night, I can help everyone drive them away, and no one in the Village will be injured again because of it!”

Listening to the boy's words, the young Man was silent for a moment.

His black and white eyes looked at his calloused hands, and under his pursed lips were teeth slightly clenched from enduring.

“Your playmates are lying to you. Those Vog Country people will never teach us magic. You must always remember this point.”

When the young Man said this, the Child didn't believe it at all: “Isn't Su Liang Older brother the same as us? Su Liang Older brother has already gained the appreciation of a Magician! He is also from our Village and looks the same as us!”

“Why can't I?”

The Child spoke a name in front of the young Man.

And after mentioning this person, the Child's mood was significantly higher; it was the expression of emotion when discussing an idol.

“Su Liang.” The young Man fell into complex silence upon hearing this name.

After a long time, the young Man patted the Child's head: “Su Liang is different from you. He is the hope of our entire Village…”

“Alright, it's getting dark. Go home and eat.”

“I'm confiscating this knife of yours.” The young Man tossed the Gu bone knife in his hand, actively ending the topic.

“Oh.” The Child glanced at the Gu bone knife the Village Chief had confiscated and walked towards the Village with a sullen expression.

“Don't listen to the children from other Villages who play with you anymore.” Looking at the Child's back, the young Man finally spoke to the Child.

After the Child left, the young Man slowly exhaled a turbid breath, a hint of complexity showing in his eyes.

He looked up at the direction above his head.

This was the Village's plaque.

[Li Village]

He had only been the Village Chief for less than two years, but Li Changkong already felt he couldn't keep going.

People with their appearance and looks were discriminated against and exploited in every aspect of this World by those with blonde hair and blue eyes.

Li Changkong could handle the external pressure with relative composure.

At worst, they could move the people in the Village.

But what made Li Changkong feel a little disheartened was the servility that had emerged from within his own people!

Simply because of a mythical legend circulating in the World without any evidence.

It said that the ancestors of their people originally had the same appearance as everyone else, but later, because they committed too many evil deeds, they were cursed by the Wu, and their beautiful blonde hair turned into black hair symbolizing evil.

Their blue and golden pupils also turned into brown-black.

In this World, black represents evil.

Since the arrival of The Black Night disaster, this concept has been deeply ingrained in everyone's hearts!

There are over a hundred villagers in Li Village, and nearly half of them believe that their group was cursed by the Wu.

They show extreme flattery towards the indigenous inhabitants, believing that only by working like oxen and horses for them can they wash away their own curse.

Facing a Child as naive as the one just now, Li Changkong, as the Village Chief, could still make up stories, saying they were descendants of God or something, to encourage the other party and build their self-confidence.

But for the villagers in the Village who were already deeply ingrained with servility, Li Changkong had no way at all.

This was also the main reason why he felt overwhelmed after becoming the Village Chief.

Spreading his hands out in front of him, Li Changkong closed his eyes and could sense a hint of power flowing within his body.

This power eased his mood somewhat.

In this World, the profession of Magician is mainstream, but for many people, it is also a very noble profession.

Without a Teacher to teach, it is basically impossible to get started!

And Teachers who teach magic, except for a very few exceptions, all other magic Teachers would absolutely not teach 'cursed' people like them to learn magic!

In their view, if they did so, they would also be affected by the curse, and that dirty, evil black color would appear on their bodies!

Li Changkong had known this since he was a Child. Therefore, he didn't stubbornly pursue the path of a Magician but instead entered another Cultivation system on this Magic Continent with a lower threshold.

Knight.

Knights are not as noble as Magicians, nor are they as powerful as Magicians at the same level. Therefore, there are many methods for Knight Cultivation circulating in the World.

And Li Village had once spent a huge amount of money to purchase a very ordinary introductory Knight Cultivation method.

Li Changkong's diligent Cultivation over the years had barely reached the level of an Apprentice Knight.

It was also with this strength that he could barely protect the safety of Li Village under the illumination of the spiritual lamp.

Why do so many people in this World crave powerful strength? Even a small Child is willing to act like a dog just to learn magic.

The root cause is the numerous dangers hidden beneath the surface peace of this World!

In this World, every night is the moment when Darkness overturns!

And in the Darkness, there will inevitably be monsters living in the Darkness, hunting living people!

The disaster of the ancient times, written in history books, was indeed quelled.

But the source of the sealed disaster, and the subsequent darkness that escaped and proliferated, became the main tone of this continent!

“My Realm hasn't budged for more than half a year. Perhaps I'll stop here in the future.” Li Changkong muttered bitterly and took a deep breath.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Li Village's pillar industry is still steadily generating income for the Village.

It is this income that allows Li Village to afford a considerable number of intermediate spirit lamps to support lighting them every night.

spiritual lamp.

This thing is an indispensable necessity for the various tribes and villages outside the City that are isolated and helpless after being enveloped by The Black Night!

When the spiritual lamp is lit, it can dispel Darkness and make the monsters in The Black Night retreat, so that there will be no incidents of monsters eating people in the Village at night!

The spiritual lamp is a consumable needed every night; it is a symbol of safety!

The only drawback is that it is too expensive!

An intermediate spirit lamp that can protect a village of a hundred people for one night costs 1 gold coin.

In this World, currency is generally divided into three types.

Copper coins, silver coins, gold coins.

The conversion is ten thousand copper coins for one hundred silver coins for one gold coin.

The price of one gold coin is already equivalent to the wages of a strong Man doing hard labor for three months!

Burning spiritual lamps at this level of expense every night.

From this, it can be seen how expensive spiritual lamps are.

This is also why Li Changkong feels that it is fortunate that the Village's pillar industry can continue to generate income.

It is this pillar industry that allows the Village to continue to pay for spiritual lamps.

As for what this industry is.

Li Changkong turned his head. Outside the Village, where night was approaching, two ox carts were approaching from a distance.

On these ox carts were several large wine vats.

The strong liquor brewed by Li Village using a unique secret recipe is Li Village's pillar industry!

Every month, Li Village has to send over a dozen vats of brewed strong liquor to Tom's Tavern in the Town.

And this can generate an income of about thirty gold coins for Li Village.

Today is the first shipment from Li Village this month, and the spiritual lamp just finished burning yesterday.

This trip to the Town can probably earn six or seven gold coins, which can replenish six or seven intermediate spirit lamps at once.

While thinking with a relaxed mood, the two ox carts in the distance were also much closer to the Village entrance.

And at this distance, Li Changkong saw that the villagers who went out to sell the goods were all like eggplants hit by frost, looking wilted and without any cheerful spirit!

In the past, everyone was happiest after each trip selling wine.

But looking at everyone's expressions now.

As a bad premonition arose in his heart, Li Changkong walked towards the two ox carts that had arrived at the Village entrance.

As he approached, the full vats of fragrant wine that had not been sold appeared on the ox carts.

This scene made Li Changkong freeze for a moment: “What happened? Why didn't you sell it?”

“Village Chief, the Boss of Tom's Tavern said that from now on, they don't need our Li Village's wine.” An Old Man sitting on the ox cart said with obvious despair in his voice.

“If Tom's Tavern doesn't want it, there are other taverns in the Town. Our Li Village's wine has always been in short supply, so other taverns will definitely buy it, right?” Li Changkong looked at the two carts of wine again and frowned as he spoke to the few people who were selling the goods.

Facing these questions, the few people either shook their heads or lowered their heads: “Village Chief, a wine exactly the same as our Li Village's has appeared on the market.”

“Our Li Village's brewing secret recipe has been leaked!”

“Those are people from the Renault Family. They have a large output, and to suppress us, they even told other taverns in the Town that if anyone buys our wine, they will not cooperate with that tavern!”

“When the people in the taverns found that the wine from both sides was the same, they decisively chose the other party's wine!”

“From now on, our Li Village can no longer make money by selling wine!”

The one speaking was still the oldest Man in the group.

He had been in Li Village for so many years, helping the Village sell wine for so many years, and this was the first time he had encountered such a situation. It was a major blow!