Organizing the Harvest

Author: Fierce Male Hamster

Organizing the Harvest

Returning to God's Chosen City, the first thing Qi Ge did was not count the harvest, hold a celebration banquet, or even check the properties of the Immortal Forest.

The first thing he did was to summon the citizens of God's Chosen City and hold a grand and solemn memorial service in front of the [Supreme Temple] in God's Chosen City.

At the memorial service, the names of all the fairies who died in the Sea of ​​Chaos were engraved on the pillars in front of the sublime temple one by one by Qige and Koroko.

Qi Ge stood on a high platform, looking down.

The current area of ​​control of God's Chosen City is much larger than before, and the number of its subjects is also much larger.

Many of the people in the territory have never had contact with these goblins who followed Qi Ge on the expedition but were harmed by evil spirits, and have never even heard of their names.

They knew they were here to attend the memorial service, but they didn't know why they were attending. They were simply following orders.

Qige took a deep breath and said loudly:

"First of all, let me read out the list of the citizens of our God's Chosen City who sacrificed their lives in the Sea of ​​Chaos this time.

Bruno...Big Guy, Er Shameiao...Xianyue San."

After reading a long list, Qi Ge raised his head and said:

"When they died in the Sea of ​​Chaos, someone suggested to me that in order to prevent the spread of the disease, their relics should be buried in the Sea of ​​Chaos.

I disagree.

Fallen leaves return to their roots and rest in the soil.

They are the people of the city chosen by God. They sacrificed their lives, and we cannot bury them in the wilderness.

For some reason, they did not leave any remains, but I still brought all their belongings back and held this memorial service.

Among the people we sacrificed this time, some are known to everyone, and some are unknown to everyone.

For example.

Bruno, from the Hope Fairy Chamber of Commerce, was born in poverty and had a short life.

Among the people of our God’s Chosen City, he is an ordinary goblin;

In the army that went out to the Sea of ​​Chaos, he was an ordinary logistics soldier;

He is an unknown soldier and has always been an unknown devotee.

He had no official position, no property, no all-powerful legendary stories, no magnificent ideals and aspirations, and even his sacrifices were inexplicable.

He came to this world in an ordinary way and went away in an ordinary way, dedicating his life.

He didn't take the path of a hero, he didn't become a hero, and his rank wasn't high.

In our God's Chosen City, most of them are unknown soldiers like Bruno.

But this definitely does not mean that his sacrifice is not worthy of our condolences.

In his short life, Bruno turned his goal of making God's Chosen City into a simple and simple daily work. He faithfully and selflessly worked hard at every position for the development of God's Chosen City, and finally sacrificed himself at his job.

superior.

Ordinary Bruno is the most representative member of the citizens of God's Chosen City. He is very ordinary, but for God's Chosen City, he is a well-deserved hero.

I have always firmly believed that the real value of God's Chosen City has never been this city, nor the miracles and mythical buildings that are scattered throughout this city.

Rather, they are the citizens who live in God’s Chosen City and work together for the bright future of God’s Chosen City.

That is, everyone including me.

I often say that the citizens of God’s Chosen City are all comrades.

What is a comrade? Those who share the same goals are comrades.

We all have the desire to protect the city chosen by the gods and obtain a better life.

It is this desire that brings us together and strives for it throughout our lives.

I believe that when every citizen of the Chosen City dies, a memorial service should be held. The number of people participating does not need to be as large as today, but there must be.

We must record the names of each comrade who died and their deeds so that comrades who do not know them can also see their stories.

Although the body is dead, the name can be hung on the inscription.

Thus.

Maybe one day in the future, I will no longer be there, and even everyone present will no longer be there.

The next generation of citizens of God's Chosen City, and even the next generation of citizens, can still use these records to remember the heroes who sacrificed their lives for God's Chosen City.

I hope that this city can help us remember those who we cannot remember, or even the time.

In this way, the sacrifice of every territorial citizen and every comrade will not go unnoticed."

After Qi Ge finished speaking, the expressions of the people who were originally indifferent or who found it baffling became solemn and serious.

They looked at the stone pillars behind the Seven Pigeons, as if through the stone pillars they saw ordinary and great figures.

Qi Ge turned around and shouted to the stone pillar:

"Bow, salute."

He took the lead in bowing, and behind him, the citizens of God's Chosen City used the etiquette of their respective races to pay respect to the sacrificed soldiers.

"They are the mosses that bloom on the Gold Coast,

So brave, so strong.

They threw themselves into the cruel sea of ​​chaos,

They dedicated their blood to the God's Chosen City.

Although withered,

But their lives are so brilliant.

Their departure took away our pain,

But it left an everlasting memory.

They are the most beautiful existences in our hearts,

Their sacrifice will always be remembered.

Today we cry for them,

In this cruel world, they are the greatest heroes.

Fallen leaves return to their roots, and the departed heroes will not leave.

Their names are cast on monuments and will protect us forever.

Bow again and pay tribute.

Farewell to our comrades.

Comrades, have a safe journey."

There was no rehearsal beforehand or any training.

But at this moment, all the citizens of the God's Chosen City followed the movements of the seven pigeons and bowed and saluted at the same time.

Thousands of people spoke in unison.

"Comrades, have a safe journey!"

At this moment, the system prompts rang loudly in Qi Ge's ears.

[System prompt: Congratulations to the player, your territory God's Chosen City has held a special ceremony: Heroic Soul Memorial]

[System prompt: Congratulations to the player, your territory has obtained a rare treasure: a memorial stone pillar.]

The stone pillars in front of the sublime temple, engraved with the names of the sacrificed soldiers, suddenly emitted a dazzling light.

In the countless white lights, Qi Ge seemed to see the light and shadow of fairies, flower demons, and cat sharks one after another. They waved to salute themselves, and then disappeared into the stone pillars.

The soul that had been completely swallowed by chaos was suddenly pulled back into pieces!

【Memorial Pillar

rare treasure

Effect:

After the troops belonging to your territory are sacrificed, the true spirit will not be taken away.

Carving the name of the victim on the memorial stone pillar will recall the true spirit of the victim.

If the Yasha fire in your territory is attacked, Yasha energy will be automatically consumed to resurrect these dead heroes to fight for you.】

After reading the attributes of the memorial stone pillar, Qige froze on the spot.

After a long time, he smiled slightly, stretched out his fingers, gently touched the memorial stone pillar with his fingertips, and said softly:
To be continued...