Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 168 Return of the Alien, Ruhua Attacks

The Hu cavalry was defeated, and the Church of the God of War, with the power of a great victory, was able to quickly integrate all the northern Hu people based on the foundation laid by Numa Seka.

Mo Yu lay on the soft couch in the main tent, staring at the ceiling bored.

I can only say that Numa Seka is a really good person. He has laid a solid foundation for unification, and the Church of the God of War can just get started directly without even having to worry about the karmic obstacles in the unification process.

We have to erect a monument for him in the future!

Chen Duo sat aside, fiddling with a pile of silver jewelry, which jingled. She had a set of them back in the Medicine Fairy Club, but unfortunately, she lost them after joining the company, leaving only a pair of silver earrings.

After counting the spoils, Urka wisely handed over 30% of them. It wasn't that he didn't want to give more, but the remaining 70% had already been distributed to his soldiers according to the military merit system established by Mo Yu.

The other three tribal chiefs basically followed suit, and not a single one of them pocketed any money for themselves. It was simply incredible!

But if you think about it carefully, the tribes under their command are basically newly recruited. If they don't give enough benefits in the first wave and don't put on airs, people's hearts will easily collapse.

Even if their hearts bleed, they must be fair in this first wave of distribution and at least act like qualified rulers.

As for these treasures, Mo Yu left some silver jewelry to Chen Duo, and packed up the rest and gave them to Qin Shi.

He really has no idea how much money he has when he has too much. If one day it is not enough to spend, he will just ask Qin Shi for more.

"Chen Duo, I want to go back. Do you plan to stay in this world, or go back with me?" Mo Yu had nothing to do, and there would be no major war in the Zhan Mei world in the near future, so he thought about returning.

Chen Duo's hand, fiddling with the silver jewelry, froze, and she stood there in a daze, a complex expression flashing across her eyes. She thought for a moment, and just as she was about to speak, the curtain of the tent suddenly opened, letting in a cold wind carrying snowflakes.

Urka strode forward, dusty and dusty, and began with a devastating piece of news: "Master Priest, this year's snowstorms are heavier than in previous years. We don't have enough food to keep our people going through the winter."

Although Mo Yu had already planned to let them go, he still asked about the number of believers in the Church of the God of War, "How much difference is there?"

"The four major tribes under the Church of the God of War now have a population of 10,000 each, totaling about 50,000. If we only want to ensure our own survival, the food is enough. However, we still have 100,000 barbarian captives."

In the north, national identity wasn't particularly strong, and border tribes often switched sides with the Hu tribes. Everyone was simply trying to make a living, fill their bellies, and avoid freezing or starving to death in this harsh environment.

So Urka wanted to keep these captives. At most, in one or two years, these captives would be converted into their tribe.

The reason why they haven't converted yet is purely because they don't have enough resources on hand. Expanding to a tribe of 10,000 people is already overwhelmed, and they need to slow down.

"When you encountered this kind of situation in the past, how did you solve it?" Mo Yu asked.

Urka answered simply: "You either buy it or you grab it, but buying doesn't work these days."

"Oh?" Mo Yu raised his eyebrows.

Urka explained, "The Luoluo people used to be a small tribe of a few hundred people. We have a habit of storing food for the winter, so generally speaking, the shortage won't be too big. We just need to buy some food from the empire at a high price."

"But now, we are short of 100,000 people. Not to mention that the Empire's grain merchants can't possibly sell so much food to us, even if they do, it would be an extremely terrifying astronomical figure."

Mo Yu nodded, having a rough idea in his mind, and asked, "What about the robbery?"

"If we were to rob, our tribe would usually go after the Hu tribes." Urka's voice was lowered, a little weak. He coughed and continued, "But this year, there was a heavy snowfall, and everyone suffered together. The livestock are losing weight, and the Hu people don't have any food left, so we can't rob them."

Now that things have come to this, it is clear what Urka really wants to express.

"So you want to seize the empire?" Mo Yu looked at Urka with a strange look. If his memory served him correctly, he remembered that the old patriarch was pro-empire.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many pro-empire girls in the Luoluowu tribe, and Mo Yu, the cut-sister, wouldn't have lived such a comfortable life before she was killed.

Urka scratched his head and laughed dryly: "Master Priest, I can't do anything about it."

The butt determines the head. A person can make completely opposite choices depending on his environment and position.

The reason why Numa Seka wanted to integrate the northern invasion empire was not necessarily because he wanted to dominate the world, but because he had no choice but to do so in the face of the current situation.

Even if someone else were in this position today, even a pro-imperialist, facing the food crisis and forced to survive, the decisions they would make would actually be no different.

Mo Yu leaned on the couch, squinting his eyes in thought.

He actually has a solution. There is no food in the North, but there is food in other worlds.

In the Qin Dynasty world and the Qunxia world, he could completely follow the example of the Haisha Gang and rob the granaries of the major forces.

The same is true in the modern world where he originally lived. It is not easy for Mo Yu to cause trouble in China, but he can now go abroad through the channels of Tianxia Group.

As long as he wasn't at the University of the East, even if he changed his identity and caused a huge uproar, the impact on him would be minimal. But the problem was that he needed a group of warriors who dared to fight against heaven and earth, not the "Lamb". To the warriors, the Lord's miracles were just a toy that sapped their spirit.

Having made up his mind, Mo Yu opened his eyes and looked at Urka, saying, "I agree. Go ahead and do it. If you encounter a powerful imperial weapon user from the empire, I will help you deal with it, but for the rest..."

"There's no need to trouble the High Priest for anything else. We can handle it ourselves." Urka got the guarantee he wanted and immediately patted his chest to express it, but he forgot that he had a chest injury and grimaced in pain.

Mo Yu waved his hand and watched the old patriarch, who was looking younger and younger, leave. The tent returned to silence.

He turned his gaze to Chen Duo and whispered, "How have you considered it?"

"Huh?" Chen Duo was stunned.

Then she realized that Mo Yu was asking her the same question she had asked before: whether she wanted to return to her original world. A complex expression flashed across his eyes, and he finally said softly, "I want to go back and take a look."

Mo Yu didn't say much. He stood up and walked closer, putting his hand on her shoulder: "Relax, don't resist."

Chen Duo nodded, completely letting go. His palms felt slightly warm, and an invisible wave surged. Suddenly, his vision blurred, and the surrounding snow and the firelight within the tent suddenly became blurred. His consciousness felt like it was falling into a deep pool.
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The next moment, the two of them appeared in a familiar B&B room.

The night was deep, and the moonlight streamed in through the window, casting a faint glow on the wooden floor.

The house was quiet, with the faint scent of wood and tea floating in the air, which was completely different from the bloody snowstorm on the northern battlefield.

It seemed as if no time had passed. It was still late at night. The clock on the wall was ticking, and the hands pointed to ten o'clock.

Mo Yu opened his eyes and checked the time first. After finding that the date and time were exactly the same as when he left, he immediately sent the message to the chat group.

[War Maniac: It has been confirmed that if it is not a teleportation, but a physical journey, then the time of the original world will be frozen.]

Qin Shi: Is that really the case? I'm planning to go to the Zanmei world to rest and sort out my thoughts. There are so many things wrong with the Mohist invasion of Korea. My teammates are so stupid and they're trying to backstab me. My brain is about to explode.

[War Maniac: Be careful. The world of Zhan Mei is short of food. My newly established War God Church is planning to gather the barbarians to confront the Empire.]

Qin Shi: I've been trying this and that for a long time, and I've only just managed to take over half of Baiyue's land for development. And you've suddenly become the Khan. What a difference!

[War Maniac: The timing and background are different, so there's no comparison. Nomads can be conquered as long as you're strong enough; Central Plains still require a legitimate reason. Otherwise, even if you conquer it, the cost of public security and administrative points will be huge.]

Qin Shi: Tsk, that's right. Speaking of which, where's the Heroic Leader?

[Qunxia: Something happened. On the way from Hangzhou to Songshan, I accidentally got caught up in a war between two armies.]

Mo Yu wanted to ask if he needed help, but out of the corner of his eye he keenly noticed a strand of black hair blown by the wind outside the window, and his fighting consciousness was instantly activated.

"There is no Qi, no. There is Qi, but it is very weak."

In a split second, Mo Yu formed a judgment in his mind, and his brows furrowed slightly. This Qi was too subtle, not human, more like the traces emitted by some magical instrument or puppet.

He casually picked up a toothpick from the table, and the Taiyi sword energy flowed in, and a faint golden light flashed by.

Mo Yu flicked his finger and shot. "Whoosh!" The toothpick shot through the air like an arrow, carrying the sharp energy of Taiyi Sword Qi with it, piercing through the wall with a slight muffled sound. From outside the wall came a low, crisp yet subtle sound of metal clashing.

He walked slowly to the window and opened it. The night wind blew in, carrying the chill of the mountains, but Mo Yu, who had just returned from the northern glaciers, actually felt a sense of warmth.

Outside the window, a puppet fell from the wall. It had disheveled black hair and resembled a woman. A toothpick pierced its chest, and tiny cracks spread like spider webs. Its weak Qi completely dissipated, and it collapsed into a pile of scrap metal.

The special attack effects of Taiyi Sword Qi, "Qi Breaking" and "Armor Breaking", when used on puppets, are actually more targeted than when used on spells.

A hemp rope dropped from the sky, accurately wrapped around the scrapped puppet, and was pulled up silently to prevent the sound of it falling to the ground from alarming the ordinary people sleeping around.

"On the rooftop?" Mo Yu instantly locked onto the enemy's position.

With her toes touching the windowsill, she leaped from the fourth-floor window like a swallow. Amidst the howling night wind, she leaped over a height of more than ten meters and landed silently on the roof of the guesthouse.

Inside the guesthouse, Chen Duo had just recovered from the discomfort of her body straddling two worlds. She had just seen the appearance of the puppet and knew in her heart that it was Ma Xianhong's puppet 'Ruhua'.

The reason why Chen Duo was able to accurately find Mo Yu's location without relying on the company was actually because of the information she accidentally obtained from Ma Xianhong.

She knew clearly how murderous Mo Yu was, so she rushed out of the room and headed to the rooftop.

Village Chief Ma treated her very well and had no ill will towards Mo Yu. If possible, Chen Duo really didn't want Mo Yu to kill Ma Xianhong.

(End of this chapter)