Ming Dynasty: Summoning game players at the beginning

Chapter 7 How Can You Sleep?
The next morning, Li Mu was awakened by a hurried knock on the door.

He pushed open the door and saw a dozen or so players crowded at the entrance, their arms and shoulders laden with all sorts of objects and materials, and at their feet were bamboo baskets filled with firewood, river fish, rabbits, bamboo shields...

"Can we change the setting where NPCs need to sleep and rest? Can't we hand over tasks 24 hours a day?"

The leading player reached out and poked Li Mu in the chest, but the latter subconsciously stepped back and missed.

"It's already 1638. The Ming Dynasty is about to end, and the Qing army is about to enter the pass. How can you sleep at night?"

"I caught a river fish, Zhongdeng, please give me some Merit Coins!"

"I cut a lot of logs yesterday. Give me the settlement bonus."

"When can we leave the village and fight the bandits? I want rivers of blood to flow!"

The players were talking at once, poking Li Mu's chest and tapping his forehead, hoping to see the question mark for accepting the task turn into an exclamation mark for handing over.

Nothing changed.

Someone even pulled up Li Mu's pants and said, "Let me see how you've grown."

Li Mu didn't give the man a good look and slapped him hard, making him dizzy.

[Harassment of villagers, Honor -10]

[Li Mu's favorability towards you -30]

"No! Why did the NPC's favorability towards me drop so suddenly?" Ajie was a little surprised. "What happens if the favorability is too low?"

"It's nothing more than a discount on rewards, no more quests, and increased quest difficulty..."

"Damn it! I just wanted to see if the game company was lazy and didn't model the hidden locations."

"You look like you're from the second wave of players, right? The characters in this game are all highly intelligent AI with basic emotions. If you try to take someone's pants off in public and they don't fight you, you're already considered a good-tempered NPC."

Ajie was silent for a moment, glanced at Li Mu, and suddenly bent down skillfully, forming a standard 45-degree angle with the ground.

"I'm truly sorry for offending you on a whim. From now on, I'll be your loyal servant, always at your beck and call. If you want me to go east, I won't go west!"

The players around were all stunned. They didn't expect that this guy was so flexible and would try his best to get the full reward.

[Li Mu's favorability towards you +5]

"Thank you for your forgiveness, Master. Hehe, I will be your servant from now on. Is there any task you need me to do?" "Ajie" blinked and forced out a flattering smile.

Li Mu did not respond, but calculated the labor "rewards" for the players one by one in order of distance, and calculated different "merit points" according to the value of different materials.

All supplies will be stored in the village's public warehouse.

After receiving their rewards, the players dispersed. Only then did Li Mu see two people waiting outside for a long time.

One of them was the "tomboy" I met yesterday, and the other was a middle-aged man with a relatively strong build.

Without further ado, the middle-aged man patted the tomboy's shoulder, raised a cloud of dust, and knelt before Li Mu. "Thank you, Heavenly Master, for rescuing all the villagers yesterday. Yang Er, on behalf of the entire village, expresses his gratitude to you!"

"Stand up and talk." Li Mu bent down to help him, but he didn't expect the middle-aged man to just straighten his upper body.

"I have a humble request, please grant it, Master." The man raised his head, his forehead covered with dust from kowtows.

"Get up and talk!"

Li Mu's tone was stern, and he pulled the middle-aged man up with both hands. Seeing this, the little girl beside him also stood up in confusion.

"If you have anything to say, come inside and talk." Li Mu led the adult and the child into the house, and the little girl closed the door behind them.

"Tianshi..." The middle-aged man was about to kneel down upon entering, but Li Mu quickly stopped him. "If you have something to say, speak up. I'm not a statue. You shouldn't kneel before me." Li Mu glanced at the girl, who glanced at the stove.

"Master." The middle-aged man looked up, and when he saw Li Mu's face, the courage he had just gathered disappeared without a trace, and he slowly lowered his head.

"Raise your head and look at me when you speak." Li Mu patted the middle-aged man's shoulder. "I'm not going to eat you. Just say what you want to say!"

"food……"

The little girl murmured, which seemed to give the middle-aged man a bit of courage. He finally mustered up the courage to face this expert who could turn potatoes into soldiers, staring directly at the other's chest.

"The Heavenly Master has great powers. He saw the situation in our village yesterday. The wheat in the fields will take some time to harvest. We were already short of food, and with the forty mouths he summoned yesterday, the food supply is even less."

The middle-aged man suddenly raised his voice and knelt down again.

"Yang Er begs the Heavenly Master to temporarily withdraw his magical powers and help our entire village save food. When the bandits come to attack, it won't be too late to summon the divine soldiers to resist them..."

Yang Er's face was pressed close to the ground, and the sweat oozing from his forehead slowly flowed down, leaving drops on the ground.

As soon as he said this, he regretted it.

The old village chief had told him not to worry about the food problem. No matter how hungry they were, they could not starve the Tianshi's "potato soldiers". As long as they could wait until the Tianshi defeated the bandits and the villagers successfully harvested the wheat, everything would be fine.

But he felt that he was the one who brought this opportunity to the Heavenly Master. Although this opportunity saved the villagers, it also made them live a difficult and hungry life.

No matter what the result is, he will fight for the villagers' stomachs.

He never wanted his fellow villagers to go through the painful days of fleeing famine and starvation again.

He also didn't know whether these words would anger the Heavenly Master. After all, the Heavenly Master had to consume magic power to summon or put away his magical powers.

And he actually thought that he could ask the powerful Heavenly Master to fulfill his wish with just a few words. He was really overestimating his own abilities.

If the petition fails, let the Heavenly Master pour all his anger on him.

Silence, silence, and more silence. Only the growling of the little girl's hungry stomach filled the room.

Yang Er suddenly felt something was wrong and quickly raised his head to look up at the Heavenly Master. "The idea of ​​hoping that the Heavenly Master would put away his magical powers was all my fault..."

Before Yang Er could finish his words, he was pulled up by Li Mu.

"I understand what you mean. You're worried that those forty strong men will eat up all the food in Yang Village."

"Yes, oh no, it was my fault for being so careless and saying such offensive words to the Heavenly Master!" Yang Er felt dizzy and his speech was confused. "I hope that Heavenly Master will not implicate the villagers and only punish me."

"Take a deep breath and calm down." Li Mu held Yang Er's shoulder, giving him enough time to calm down. "Since you're short of food, I have a solution that will satisfy both of us. Go, call all the villagers out. Don't forget to bring food bags and earthenware jars. Also, have someone set up a few large pots and prepare to light a fire to cook..."

Yang Er thought to himself that this was not good. Could it be that the Taoist priest was going to make an example of him in front of the whole village and cook him alive?

"Master!" Yang Er pleaded.

"Calling me Master is too formal. We have a long way to go and we have plenty of time to spend together. From now on, just call me Sir." Li Mu pushed the door open and walked out as soon as he finished speaking.

Yang Er and the little girl followed closely behind.

The villagers dared not disobey the Taoist priest's order and soon came out with straw bags, pots and bowls.

More than a hundred men, women, young and old gathered in the open space to form a hollow circle. They looked at each other, and some even arranged the firewood piles and large pots as instructed and were boiling hot water.

All the villagers looked at Li Mu at the center of the circle in confusion.

I don’t know what the Heavenly Master wants to do by gathering them together.

(End of this chapter)