My mod ruined the otherworldly art style.

When this oracle was sent to Dorothy

She was stunned for a moment, then her face was filled with sweet happiness.

"Ah~, does Father God approve of what this Queen has done?"

"They even granted them the [Spore Proliferation] permission."

She clenched her small white fist and solemnly promised:

"Don't worry, Dorothy will work even harder."

"I'm determined to make this robbery business sustainable, so I can get lots and lots of snacks, Doro!"

After silently praying, the adorable Dorothy became spirited.

He gave instructions to his subordinates:

"Lu Bu! I order you to find all the dried meat and follow the messenger who knocks on the door."

"We'll distribute them door-to-door until they're all gone."

"Huh? (⊙o⊙) What?" The orc leader was shocked.

He glanced at the convoy, then at the other green-skinned soldiers.

I noticed that everyone had roughly the same expression.

Therefore, I can only ask in bewilderment:

"Hey big pink-haired guy, if you give away all the jerky, what are we going to eat?"

When faced with this question, Dorothy proudly raised her chin.

"Hmph! Of course, it's Squiger we'll eat."

"The Father God has just issued a divine decree, granting this Queen the authority of [Spore Proliferation]."

"It can stimulate the growth of fresh, lively red fleshy lumps."

The queen's words immediately caused an uproar among the orcs.

They glanced at the dried meat on the truck and then thought of Squier, who was recorded in their genes.

Those red, two-legged creatures have incredibly tender, juicy, and delicious flesh.

Not only can they serve as food, but they can also be used as battle pets and mounts.

This is definitely a favorite among orcs.

Thinking of this, the beastmen looked at the jerky with much more disdain.

Who would want to eat this dry stuff compared to fresh food?

Seeing that the orcs had stopped rioting, Dorothy quickly pressed her advantage:

"Therefore, in order to fulfill the Father God's mission, the truck must be cleared to lighten its load."

"That way you can eat freshly slaughtered Squiger."

"Do you understand, Doro!"

Dorothy's gentle persuasion won over all the beastmen.

Instead of resisting, they accepted this explanation.

Everyone started to cooperate.

"We understand, we want to eat Squig!!"

In this positive atmosphere, the fat man finally got dressed.

He cooperated with the farmers.

They knocked on one door after another.

Although no small cakes were found, the number of people knocking on the door increased dramatically as the dried meat was delivered.

Suddenly, dozens of people arrived.

Basically, the entire village was visited.

During this period, a few die-hards believed that this was a conspiracy by the monsters.

They have ulterior motives.

But the other villagers just looked on with disdain.

They're so poor they can't even afford to eat, what else could they possibly want?

Is my life just worthless?

Under such pressure, even the die-hards could not hold on and could only secretly hide the dried meat.

Currently, within the entire village,

The only place we haven't knocked on yet is the large mansion located in the very center.

This is the home of the village head.

"Your Majesty, may I knock on the door this time?"

A man who was extremely thin spoke up to ask.

But before Dorothy could reply, the others around her started to object.

"Why should you be the one knocking? If anyone should be knocking, it should be me!"

"No, no, no, it should be me. My family is the poorest."

"Screw that! You ate two dark breads yesterday, what's so difficult about that?"

"If I had to say what's difficult, it would be me. I haven't eaten for three days."

The crowd became noisy and chaotic, and the loud noise echoed throughout the village.

All residents have their doors wide open.

He moved a stool over and sat down to watch the play.

They originally thought the monsters would attack humans.

But after the dried meat was distributed door-to-door, everyone's opinion changed.

Those who used to hide children no longer do so, and those who wanted to run away no longer do so.

Everyone wants to know one thing: what exactly are these green blocks up to?

Do they intend to take this reverse robbery to the extreme?

The bewildered women left behind in the village transformed into a village intelligence team.

Those who formed cliques started gossiping.

This increasingly complicated atmosphere quickly became so noisy that the village chief grew impatient.

As an elderly person,

He went to bed early after it got dark.

After all, there isn't much nightlife in this other world; people generally go to bed early and get up early.

So when the unrest in the village affected them.

The white-haired village chief could only wear fine clothes.

He muttered to himself as he slowly opened the door:

"Oh dear, really."

"What on earth is going on? Why is it so noisy?"

"Has the nobles sent someone again?"

He had just opened the door when he saw dozens of villagers blocking the entrance.

This angered him so much that he stomped his cane hard.

"What are you guys doing? Aren't you sleeping at this hour?"

"Don't we have to work tomorrow?"

"Go away, everyone, disperse."

People smiled knowingly at the village chief's attempt to drive them away.

They've wanted to say that line for a long time.

"Village chief, we've come to bring you warmth."

"Huh? What?" The village chief, who was hard of hearing, didn't hear clearly.

He frowned, put his hand to his ear, and asked again.

"What did you say?"

"We said we've come to bring you warmth," the crowd repeated.

This time, the village chief finally heard clearly.

But before he could ask why he was doing this,

They discovered that the crowd gathered at the entrance had dispersed from the middle to both sides.

The orc troops and Dorothy behind them were revealed.

This sudden scene deeply frightened the old village chief.

He felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if his heart had suddenly stopped.

In the instant before losing the ability to move, he shouted desperately:

"Ah! By the gods!"

"Monsters are in the village! Women and children, run first...!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he collapsed to the ground.

"Village chief, what's wrong? Don't scare us!"

The village was thrown into chaos. Many people wanted to help, but they didn't know how.

Lacking any medical knowledge, they could only watch helplessly.

Fortunately, Dorothy still remembered some modern first aid knowledge.

She used high-speed movement to instantly appear in front of the old village chief.

Her fair, delicate hands pressed directly onto the other person's chest and began to massage rhythmically.

At the same time, he summoned the orc chieftain and gave him the following instructions:

"Lu Bu, pinch the old man's nostrils closed and then blow air into his mouth."

"Once your chest rises, open your nostrils and let the air out naturally."

"Repeat this process, but don't use too much force, Doro!"

Some of the dim-witted leaders scratched their heads.

He looked at the thin old man on the ground.

I don't understand what that big pink-haired guy is up to now.

But as a subordinate, he knew how to carry out orders.

So even though they didn't know why they were doing it, they still carried it out without hesitation.

When the 2.5-meter-tall orc began to bend down and perform artificial respiration.

The villagers who had gathered around were all startled.

Many people were on tenterhooks.

Some people even couldn't help but shout:

"Whoa!!! The monster is finally eating people! Everyone run!"

His words made the already panicked crowd even more panicked.

Fortunately, there were still some rational people who gave him a flick on the forehead.

"Shut up, you idiot! Do you think that's food?"

"Even if we're going to eat, we should eat someone with your delicate skin and tender flesh first."

"How could I possibly eat a emaciated, dried-up old corpse?"