Original God: Coconut sheep breeder, Ganyu was raised by me

Upon seeing this, the Hillicre Shaman quickly kicked the Hillicre away.

"Your Majesty, that was just an accident. We still have Torch Hills, which will definitely satisfy you!" Hill Shaman explained quickly.

"Okay, let's take a look at it!" Zhuoyang nodded and followed the Hilliard Shaman to the next venue.

Fortunately, this time the Hilliard Shaman stood in front and nothing happened.

“Pa pa…” The Hillichu Shaman clapped his hands and said to the Hillichus, “Okay, let’s get started!”

Upon hearing this, the torchbearing hillbillies immediately rushed over, waving their torches left and right.

Seeing the neat formation and the dazzling torches, Zhuoyang suddenly felt that his empire still had great potential.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Suddenly, some of the Hilichurls on the field screamed. It turned out that one of the Hilichurls made a mistake and hit his companion in front of him!

Suddenly, the scene was in chaos and all the hillbillies fled in all directions.

"Quiet!" Zhuoyang said, and then he made a gesture with his fingers, and a huge column of water flew out of thin air towards the hill people.

The flames went out instantly, and all the hillbillies were soaked.

Zhuoyang glanced at the Qiuqiu Shaman and didn't know what to say. The hope that had just risen was shattered again.

Next, Qiuqiu Shaman took Zhuoyang to many places, but Zhuoyang was not satisfied with any of them.

……

"Forget it, let's encourage everyone to cut more trees and do more work!" Zhuoyang waved his hand and said helplessly.

"Your Majesty, please don't give up on us!" Qiuqiu Shaman immediately pleaded upon hearing this.

"I haven't given up on you, it's just... it's just that what we need now is to rest and recuperate. Store up food and slowly become king!"

Zhuoyang had no choice but to fool around.

It is impossible for such a group of hillbillies to accomplish great things.

I can do my best to help them so that they don't have to rob or anything like that.

The Qiuqiu Shaman gritted his teeth and walked out of the tent.

Zhuoyang just watched and thought to himself, if he planned to cause trouble, then he would have no choice but to kill him!

……

"Your Majesty, look at them, they are all here to serve you!" Qiuqiu Shaman walked to Zhuoyang with a smile and clapped his hands.

As the Hillicul Shaman's applause fell, two Hillicul people immediately walked in twisting their legs.

"No, what do you mean?" Zhuoyang asked in confusion, still not recovering from the shock.

"They are here to serve the king, so you don't have to be polite. They are all volunteers!" Upon hearing this, Qiuqiu Shaman immediately explained with a smile.

The corners of Zhuoyang's mouth twitched wildly. This old Qiu may not be good at anything else, but he is very skilled in this.

But, you sent two Qiuqiu people up here, and which cadre couldn't stand such a test?

I'm really fucking hungry, starving to death, but I can't eat this!

"Do I look hungry to you?" Zhuoyang pointed at himself and asked.

"Ah!" Qiuqiu Shaman looked at Zhuoyang with some confusion, not understanding what this meant.

"Let them go and don't do this again!" Zhuoyang waved his hands angrily. This was too much of a bully.

If you send two fair-skinned and beautiful sisters here, I will still be polite to you.

But, you gave me two... Ugh, I won’t say anymore. I hope there are no hillbillies in my dreams!

The Qiuqiu Shaman heard this, but his mind still didn't react. He asked Zhuoyang tentatively, "Your Majesty, do you want to change two?"

"In exchange for your head, get out of here!" Zhuoyang quickly kicked the Hillock Shaman, and the Hillock Shaman also ran away quickly.

The two hillbillies were still standing there, looking at Zhuoyang shyly.

"You two, go back to where you came from!" Zhuoyang resisted the urge to vomit. Accepting that the Hillichurls have genders is really a devastating thing.

Upon hearing this, the two Hillilians immediately covered their faces and ran out crying.

Zhuoyang rubbed his face. It was really uncomfortable!

……

Zhuoyang said goodbye to the Hillichul camp and came to the school.

He needed to see what happened to the three little girls left here.

"You three's mother sold you out. You have no mother!"

"They must be very bad, their mother doesn't want them anymore!"

"Just eat this, my dog ​​won't eat it!"

"Come and hit me, Lululu!"

……

A group of children surrounded the three girls and hurled all kinds of malicious words at them.

The malice of children is often the most direct.

Zhuoyang clenched his fists, wishing he could go up and hit these kids a few times!

However, he knew that this would not solve the problem.

School bullying, unless you watch over them all day long, or scare them and make them fearful!

Zhuoyang walked over slowly, looked at the three girls, and said with a smile: "I'm here to see you!"

When the three girls saw Zhuoyang, they immediately ran over, their eyes full of surprise.

……

"Brother, why did you come to see us!" Three little girls brought Zhuoyang to their dormitory, tears in their eyes.

"How are you doing here..." Zhuo Yang was about to ask, but when he thought of the previous scene, he swallowed his words back.

They noticed Zhuoyang's expression, so they quickly said, "We are very good here. We have delicious food, can learn knowledge, and don't get beaten or scolded!"

What they said was the truth. Compared to their previous family, the difference was like hell and heaven.

"It's my fault. I'll let them know later that although you don't have a mother, you still have a brother!" Zhuoyang said seriously.

The three of them immediately laughed and ran to take out the things they were reluctant to eat and gave them to Zhuoyang, which they thought were good things.

"Let's go out for lunch!" Zhuoyang looked at their food and made a decision immediately.

……

"Erdan, go get my homework!"

"Dasha, go and help me erase the blackboard!"

"Tiezhu, go sweep the floor!"

……

Zhuoyang was dumbfounded. He was worried that Ganyu would be bullied, but he didn't expect that his worry was unnecessary.

"Big sister, can you give me one?"

"I want it too, I want it too!"

……

Little Ganyu was holding a bag of spicy strips in her hand, and all the children looked at her eagerly.

"Ganyu!" Zhuoyang's mouth twitched slightly and he shouted at Ganyu.

"Senior Brother!" When Xiao Ganyu saw Zhuoyang, he immediately ran over from a distance.

"Why are you still giving others nicknames!" Zhuoyang looked at Xiao Ganyu and said helplessly.

“???” Little Ganyu looked at Zhuoyang with confusion, not understanding what he meant.

"It's that idiot!" Zhuoyang reminded quickly.

"That's their original name!" Little Ganyu immediately retorted.

"Ugh!" Now it was Zhuoyang's turn to be embarrassed. He scratched his head and said:

"Ahem, let me introduce you to a few people. Please help them more in the future!"