Original God, I am the only designated Red King God Envoy of Xumi

If even she showed confusion at this time, the clan members would lose the spirit that had supported them to this point.

If someone who is in despair wants to get out, they must have something to support them. Amber transformed herself into that supporting "rod". Before the clan is completely settled, she cannot show any weakness. Weakness has already caused her to lose her home once.

"Then what's your choice..." Abdul stopped talking halfway. He frowned and looked back at the clan members who were like the most devout believers. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly.

How could he not understand that not every member of the clan was as strong as him, with extraordinary willpower, and the long exile had pushed both their bodies and spirits to the limit. It was a blessing from heaven that they could find such a place before completely collapsing. Even if this place really had some extraordinary dangers, it was better to die after drinking enough water than to die of thirst in the desert.

"Trust me, Abdul." Amber leaned against the date palm, the spear in her hand. "I will do my best to lead the clan to continue."

"..." Abdul looked at Amber in silence, the child he had taken care of for three years. This child had grown into a qualified leader. There was a fire burning in her eyes that he was very familiar with - it was the same fire as that of his deceased old friend, the determination to protect the clan at the cost of his own life.

"Stay safe, Amber." Abdul's voice softened. "The clan can no longer bear the pain of losing its leader."

"...I will, Abdul."

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Chapter 3: Let’s call it… the Chi Nian Clan

"Amber... No, Chief, you need to go and say a few words. By the way, give our clan a new name."

……

After the repairs, the clan members built sheds for shade, which served as temporary settlements. After the long migration, they were eager to dispel their boredom and talked to each other about their plans for the future. Their words were filled with unconcealed expectations for the future.

The long, cold winter is finally over. Those bloody memories are too painful. The people of the sand have always remembered hatred, but this is an exception - they desperately need time to relax to relieve the bottomless depression.

This scene continued until night. They lit a fire and sat around it. The rising flames seemed to represent the vitality of the clan, emitting unparalleled colors.

Abdul found Amber who was leaning against a date palm tree. He looked at the young new leader and felt a lot of emotion.

It seemed like it was just a short time ago when I first met her. This outsider, who no one had any expectations of, won the respect and status within the clan in a very short time. She even took up the banner at such a critical moment and led a defeated clan to successfully overcome the severe test and reach a new life.

This may not be anything to brag about, but it is still an achievement that no one can deny. No clan has ever survived such a long migration.

'Perhaps... at this moment, we need a new name.' Abdul thought.

No one can guarantee that there will be no clan taking advantage of this situation to add insult to injury. Changing the name and burying the past is the wise thing to do.

This doesn't mean that hatred should be forgotten. On the contrary, hatred needs to be remembered as the nourishment for the clan's growth. However, baring fangs too early will only bring disaster, just as one of the original leader's creeds: "Never pull out a weapon when you are not ready to use it."

Abdul walked up and patted Amber on the shoulder. No matter what, as the new leader of the clan, she had to say a few words.

"Amber... No, Chief, you have to go and say a few words." Abdul pointed to the fire not far away.

Amber was silent and nodded. She took off her cloak, held the spear like a scepter, and walked to the side of the fire.

The flames illuminated her body, and her face fell into the eyes of the clan members. It was the same expression as when she was migrating. It was this firm expression and the decision to make without omission that supported them to walk here step by step. Amber's not very strong body seemed to contain infinite energy. She really did fulfill the promise she made to everyone at the beginning of the migration.

At this moment, she was like a living totem. Just standing there made the people of the clan feel at ease.

The clan members held their breath, waiting for Amber to speak.

"..." Amber was silent. She looked around at the people of the clans around her one by one. Once upon a time, there was only numbness on the faces of those clan members, but now, it has turned into hope and conviction.

According to the clan rules, she is not actually the clan leader yet, but is only fulfilling the responsibilities of the clan leader. The people of the Sand do not have so many complicated traditions. If one wants to become a leader, he must win the trust of the clan members.

Amber did it. She truly fulfilled what she promised. Now she only needs to nod her head, and the position of leader will naturally fall into her hands.

But this is not an honor, but a burden, an unprecedented burden.

Amber asked herself whether she was capable of taking on this heavy responsibility, but the truth was that she didn't know the answer.

"Huh..." Amber took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and finally spoke.

"From this moment on, I am your leader." Along with Amber's voice, there was some commotion in the clan. The clan members looked at each other and could see a sense of security in each other's eyes.

Yes, now it is not a question of whether you have the ability to take on this heavy burden, but that you have to take it on, you have no choice.

Amber waved the spear and pointed it at the cactus pillar not far away, on which the crimson red thought fruit grew.

It is said that the red ribbons of the Gilded Brigade were dyed with the Red Thought Fruit. They hope that their will will be as blazing as the red flame, burning endlessly.

"I will lead our clan, the Chi Nian Clan, to an unprecedented peak."

Amber's voice was sonorous and powerful. She did not use any oratory skills, nor did she make any long speeches. The people of the sand never cared about those tedious things. She just made a promise as she did at the beginning.

As a leader, Amber is too young. She is only 20 years old. No one else can believe her words.

But the people of the Chinanian clan subconsciously believed in Amber's promise. They trusted the person in front of them and believed that she could really do it.

"The Chi Nian Clan..." Abdul pondered. He glanced at the clan members around him and took in the conviction in their eyes.

For a clan that has just experienced destruction, this is a good thing. Their backbone has not been completely broken and they still retain their firm will. Perhaps it is for this reason that Amber named the clan the Chi Nian Clan.

These wills are the best fuel for the clan to become strong again. At the same time, those expectations are also the heaviest burden on the leader's shoulders. But Abdul is not worried. After all this journey, he is sure that he really trusts the new leader in front of him, and believes that she will be able to take on these responsibilities and make the clan strong again.

Amber's determined expression gave the clan members endless confidence. They exchanged their views on the new clan name and shared their expectations for the future.

Today, an unknown defeated clan disappeared, and was replaced by a new clan, the Chi Nian clan.

……

The members of the Chinanian clan gathered around the fire until very late before they fell asleep one by one. Under the date palm tree, Amber called Ihemaha and Abdul to discuss countermeasures with them.

Amber sat cross-legged, drawing a map of the surrounding terrain on the ground with the butt of her spear. Before she could speak, Maha, who seemed to have something to say, spoke.

"As for what happened before, it's my fault, Chief." There was no trace of the dullness in Maha's tone. He seemed to want to make his tone sound as firm as possible, but ultimately failed.

Amber knew that this was Maha's embarrassed expression and he was indeed regretting it.

"The people of the sand will make amends with their actions, Maha," Amber said. "I want you to carry out my decision without reservation, without error."

"Chief, I understand." Maha responded firmly. How could he not know that the clan was now in a period of reconstruction? As the son of the former chief and one of the backbones of the clan, he should have stepped forward at this time.

The so-called unreserved execution of the leader's consciousness was what he should have done. This was basically without any punishment. Amber did not care about her offense at all.

Maha suddenly felt even more regretful. He shouldn't have allowed himself to vent his frustration to Amber at that time. After taking a deep breath, Maha listened carefully to the leader's arrangements for him.

As Amber said, he would express his apology with his actions rather than empty words.

"Maha, rebuilding the clan will definitely require a lot of wood. I have already discovered in advance that there is a forest of thorny sunflower trees nearby." Amber pointed his spear at the temporary map he had drawn and indicated the direction to Maha.

"I want you to take all the strong men you can and get as much wood as you can."

"I understand." Maha nodded when he heard this. He had no objection to this. He was now the strongest warrior in the clan and should make good use of his strength.

"Abdul, you are the most experienced hunter in the clan. You know more about hunting than me." Amber looked at Abdul. The old warrior, who was nearly fifty years old, was still strong. He was silent, waiting for Amber's decision.

"I want you to bring along those best hunters who can see the farthest. Hunt as much as possible. With the intense labor, we'll need a large amount of food reserves—especially meat."

"Leave it to me." Abdul nodded. When it comes to hunting, he is indeed much more experienced than Amber. Amber just has a sense that is almost like cheating. When it comes to hunting skills, she is obviously not as good as Abdul.

"Finally, it's you, Yi." Amber looked at the purple-haired woman beside her. It was she who brought her back to the clan from the desert, and now she is an indispensable talent by her side.

"I want you to lead all the women and children to collect date palms and red fruit from the surrounding area as our future sugar reserves. At the same time, you also need to take care of the responsibility of protecting these people."

Yi nodded. She was the strongest archer in the clan now. Apart from Amber, she had the best eyesight. It was the best choice to let her stay at the garrison to be alert to possible dangers.

"And I--" Amber raised her head and looked at the rock wall on one side. Seeing this, the three people beside her also looked over.

Amber can perceive the surrounding terrain to a certain extent by listening to the "rhythm" of the earth, and through her previous uninterrupted perception, she finally has some ideas about why other clans have not occupied this place.

Not much, but at least there was a breakthrough.

"I will go over there and see what is the reason that such a precious land has not been occupied by any clan."

The danger of this job can be felt just by hearing it, but everyone present knows that they cannot defeat Amber in this matter.

"I will be cautious." Amber's firm words were the best placebo. Upon hearing this, Yi told Amber not to take risks unless necessary, and Abdul just patted Amber on the shoulder.

Maha stood up and leaned against the date palm tree. Judging from his posture, he planned to guard the first night.

Amber did not refuse Maha's kindness. She was tired, and her consciousness fell into chaos as soon as her body touched the straw mat.

The test has just begun.

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Chapter 4: Everything seems to be on track

Amber woke up before it was fully light and the temperature was still very low.

Exploring the surrounding terrain has never been an easy job. Only she can sense the "rhythm" of the earth to preliminarily confirm the approximate terrain and thus conduct a more efficient and detailed exploration.

It seemed that Abdul was on his last night shift. He handed Amber the cloak that protected her from wind, sand and direct sunlight, and signaled her to be careful with his eyes.

Amber nodded, picked up the spear leaning against the date palm tree, put on her cloak, and silently headed in the direction with her back to the sun.

According to her investigation, if one wants to climb up the rock wall, excluding the method of climbing directly, the lowest place on the west side is the most suitable. The rock walls of the wind-eroded land have been severely eroded, and many of them are in the shape of an inner arc. If one climbs directly, there is rarely any possibility of climbing when one is almost at the top, which is time-consuming, laborious and unrewarding.

Amber used her spear as a staff and quickly traveled a distance before reaching the bottom of the rock wall. She stopped and concentrated her attention on feeling the rhythm of the earth beneath her feet and the rhythm of the wind.

With the help of the earth and the wind, she was able to perceive the scene within a certain range more accurately.

The east was where he had been before. The members of the Chi Nian clan had already woken up one after another, and the "rhythm" of human life here was gradually becoming stronger. In the west, the "rhythm" was more like that of wild beasts than humans, mostly poisonous scorpions, red vultures, and mushroom beasts, so there was nothing to worry about.

The south is where Maha is going to take people today. It is where he had previously felt that there were many thorny sunflower trees. By the rhythm of the earth and the "breath" of the thorny sunflower trees, which is a mixture of water and wood, it is easy to determine what is there.

Apart from that, there are some scattered scents of wild beasts there, but this is nothing to worry about. With their previous reminders, Maha and the others can deal with it easily.

There are only a few kinds of wild animals in the desert: poisonous scorpions, red vultures, sacred storks, flying snakes, sand foxes, masked weasels and quicksand eels. Among them, only poisonous scorpions, red vultures and flying snakes are aggressive.

There are also weak monsters like mushroom beasts, but they usually do not actively attack people unless they are provoked to become violent and there are a certain number of them, at which point they can be considered a threat.

The north, which is the destination I am going to explore this time, is quite special.

What comes from there is the "breath of history", which means that there are relics there. Perhaps it is precisely because of the relics that no clan dares to station here.

This is news that is both good and bad. There once was a prosperous civilization in the desert, but they were eventually buried by the yellow sand. It is not uncommon to find relics in the desert, but it is also not uncommon for disasters caused by the relics to cause bloodshed.

Amber's talent makes her more suitable for unlocking the ruins. If the hidden danger here is indeed because of the ruins, and it is not difficult to stop, then this is good news for her, otherwise it is bad news.

The ruins themselves were a place of high risk but also high rewards. In the few years since she came to this world, she had gained many benefits from the ruins - such as making weapons that could use elemental power to a certain extent, or elemental flasks that relied on elemental power to kill targets. It was with this technology that she successfully became one of the highest-ranking officials in the original tribe, second only to the chief.

But exploring ruins in reality is not as easy as in the game - yes, Amber is fully aware that the world she is in was originally a game. Although her memories of her past life are a little vague, with the recovery over the past three years, most of them have gradually been recovered. It's just that recalling those memories is like watching a movie. No matter how real it is, it is always separated by a screen. She and her past life may no longer be the same person.

A game like this won't tell you details about ordinary people's lives, and the so-called exploration of ruins is also a simplified gameplay process. But when all this becomes a reality, it's completely different. The real desert is not as obscure as in the game. It puts the blood and fighting openly. The real exploration of ruins is often a long process that requires a long period of research, and there are only very rare cases of completing it in one go.

Amber could only pray that this wasn't an overly large ruin, as that would be a waste of time. She no longer cared about the possible gains from the ruins, but only hoped that the potential hidden dangers here could be resolved so that the clan could have a real place to settle down.

"Huh..." Amber took a deep breath, suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and tied her cloak tighter.

The sun has gradually risen and the wind has become a little stronger. The wind and sand have been quite strong these days, so you need to take precautions.

Amber is not worried about the base being damaged by wind and sand. It is like a fortress surrounded by layers of natural rock walls and is a veritable treasure land.

The journey to the north is dull and boring. The only companions along the way are wind and dust. The mushroom beasts that can be seen from time to time are the only things that can brighten Ran's eyes. Judging from their appearance alone, they are quite cute.

In addition, you can also see cacti. Such plants are everywhere. In fact, on the west side of the wind erosion area, in the flat desert where the Red King's Tomb is located, there are tumbleweeds. Many children like to catch these tumbleweeds rolling around with the wind to see what is hidden inside - it may be a date palm, bird eggs, or other small things.

Amber silently approached the cactus and used a spear to pick the red fruits that were located in a slightly higher place one by one. She had collected a lot of fruits along the way, which would serve as her backup food.

Amber's route was calculated. She needed to walk a distance on the rock wall surrounding the oasis first, then use the wings of wind to fly to another slightly lower rock wall after reaching a higher place, and then use the wings of wind to land on the ground, the place with the strongest historical atmosphere.

The Gilded Brigade in the desert rarely uses the Wings of Wind on purpose. This kind of thing is more commonly used by adventurers, who often need to cross mountains and rivers and cross many dangerous places. In comparison, ordinary people and the Gilded Brigade do not have much demand for it. It is not cost-effective to spend a long time and energy to learn something that is unlikely to be used.

Amber is an exception. In order to cope with the ever-changing situations in the ruins, she still learned the Wings of Wind.

Amber came to a high place, which was at least 20 meters from the ground. The lower rock wall she wanted to go to was about four or five meters away. There was sand all above the rock wall, and there was no suitable grip. She could only jump over it in one breath.

Amber put the spear on her back, took a deep breath, took a short run-up, and then jumped up.

Thanks to her three years of unremitting training, Amber landed safely on another rock wall as the Wings of Wind opened in mid-air. She walked forward a few steps, stood firmly, folded the Wings of Wind, walked forward more than twenty steps, and looked down cautiously.