"Father, there are people in the village."
Huang Si was still thinking about what to eat for lunch. When he heard the speech, he subconsciously said, "are you alive?"
"Still alive."
"Oh, then catch it... Ah, No." Huang Si reflected that they were talking about the Terran. He was still thinking about barbecue. If there is mutton, sprinkle some cumin powder and bake it well, wouldn''t it be fragrant.
But the windows of the earthen house have been broken by violence.
Mo Xia flew out with a human race, then threw it on the ground and said, "Father God, if the human race is caught, what should we do?"
Huang Si: "... So I can''t count my subconscious answers when I''m thinking about things."
Before Mo Xia answered, the Terran who was thrown on the ground had climbed up from the ground in embarrassment.
He was a man in his twenties. He looked at the ink and Huang Si in panic.
When he noticed the ash, the whole man took a step back.
The Terran has never seen such a big wolf, and the silver gray and blue fur color is unheard of, not to mention the terrible smell of the big wolf, which makes him instinctively feel that his life is not guaranteed.
"Demon, monster!" He stammered.
The Terran holds a dagger in his back hand, which seems to have some combat ability.
Huang Si leaned against his gray neck and lay in the soft hair around his neck, feeling a little interesting.
The man will probably roar "traitor, I''ll fight with you" the next moment, and then rush up to die.
However, the man did not do so.
On the contrary, he first looked at Huang Si with frightened eyes, and then knelt on the ground without hesitation as if he had made up his mind.
The man closed his hands, bowed and said, "are you the demon God? Please let me follow you! Don''t worry, sir, although I am a Terran, I have a deep blood feud with the Terran, so I can escape here!"
Huang Si ignored him.
The man is still worshipping.
"Get out."
Huang Si said.
The man immediately rolled away.
However, when Moxia was looking for food near the village, the man still didn''t give up and followed far behind.
Until the ink began to roast sweet potatoes and game, the man was watching from a distance.
After baking under the ink for a while, a helicopter roared down from the sky.
"The snow is coming up."
"Father!"
After jumping off the helicopter on the snow, he rushed up and hung his arm around Huang Si''s neck.
She really hasn''t seen the father for too long. As soon as I saw it this time, I couldn''t help jumping on it.
Moreover, this touch, this breath, this heartbeat and body temperature are real people!!!
The snow decided to hang up for a while. She hasn''t seen her for a long time. She must have the right to be a little coquettish!
Huang Si touched the soft silver hair on the snow, "OK, good, come down."
After hanging his neck on the snow for a while, he loosened his hand.
She took a slightly proud look at the millet water standing aside.
Millet water just got off the helicopter and saw this scene with a smelly face. However, when she saw the proud eyes on the snow, she couldn''t help but want to blow up.
For what? When the primary election has a relatively young shape, so you can openly hug as a child?
Isn''t it a big loss to choose an adult?
But millet water is strategic and will never make trouble casually.
Although there is a saying that noisy children have sugar, this move is useless in Huang Si. Noisy children will be beaten.
So millet water immediately put on a cold, righteous look, looked at the snow with contempt, which meant: "is it humiliating to be so coquettish?"
The snow is not in the boundary at ordinary times. Naturally, she doesn''t know how to sprinkle millet water. Seeing her compatriots and sisters despise her like this, she suddenly feels a little embarrassed.
The snow straightened his back, pretended to be serious and said in a tone: "father, I haven''t seen you for a long time. Do you need me to lead you and introduce you?"
Millet water laughed in his heart. He was stupid on the snow. In this way, he lost a great opportunity to increase his popularity. Although the Father God usually refuses, in fact, he will still eat the hand of coquetry.
Huang Si waved his hand and pointed to the fire. "Come and sit down first and bake the fire."
It''s winter and it''s quite cold. Although there is no snow, the temperature is not much different from snow.
On the snow, he came to the fire and sat on the ground like him. His long silver hair fell to the ground.
"How many Terrans are dead now?" Huang Si asked her.
"About 50000, not too much, but in the early stage, the Terrans were caught off guard, which made them lose a lot of people. Now the Terrans are retreating all the way, and the front line is resisted by martial arts experts with divine weapons. There are a lot less dead." Answered the snow.
She has been monitoring the process of the orc invasion and is very clear about all kinds of situations.
Because Huang Si wants her to keep the orc attack just right, which can defeat the Terran without going too far, the front can only move forward slowly under the fine-tuning on the snow.
"The population size of the Terran is about 30 million more than that of the same period when the economic and social development stage on the earth''s side is similar."
"Is the father going to control the extra 30 million?"
"Of course not. Population is the foundation of civilization. I naturally hope that the more the Terran breeds, the better. I also demand that of your ORC. On the snow, don''t be too biased. I hope you can treat the Terran and the orc equally. As for this Orc invasion, it''s best not to have too many casualties on both sides, and try to keep valuable individuals. Die in the early stage Twenty thousand, that''s enough. Follow up... "
"According to the statistics of the territory for hundreds of years, in the quasi peaceful era, the natural annual growth rate of the Terran population is 14.61%, which is not too high. Then when the orc war begins, because the death toll exceeds the birth toll, the annual growth rate will turn negative, and I hope it can be controlled at about negative 1%. This is a great challenge for the Terran More comfortable and safe deaths. " After calculating the data, Huang Si said, "Control the death toll of Terran as an asymptote, so that the population growth rate of Terran can gradually fall back to near zero in the 50th year. The total death toll is less than 5 million. Then, we moved the whole family of the great wilderness orc to the demon world, and let Terran recuperate for another 50 years. In the second 50 years, due to the improvement of the overall combat power of Terran and the shortage of population resources, there were many problems In a peaceful environment, the natural population growth rate should reach more than 20 per thousand, or even more than 30 per thousand. When the population, culture and overall combat effectiveness of the Terran show an explosive growth, a total of 100 years later, when the time is ripe, a new Terran civil war will begin... "
Huang Si began to explain his plan to the snow.
After listening to the whole plan, the snow became serious.
"What is the purpose of the Father God in the Terran civil war a hundred years later?"
"That war, I call it the battle of the gods. At that time, I will let the dependents collectively come down to earth and devote themselves to the war. They will be the main consuming force. Anyway, they won''t really die and can temper themselves in the war. Change the Terran battle from soldier to soldier to general, and decide the outcome of the war by the battle between the strong."
"In this way, they can compete for points in order to contribute, and the task and point system in the three realms can really operate."
Then Huang Si changed his topic: "in this way, I can safely go back to work. On the snow, I will probably leave here for a long time. Some things will be entrusted to you and the other two rulers."
Nod on the snow.