Chapter 983 The Palu slave who is causing trouble!

When Lin Shou learned about the situation, he initially thought that the Palu slaves were dissatisfied with their daily meals, so he quickly reported the situation to Lin Tianxia.

After getting approval, a little meat was immediately added to the daily ration of whole-grain porridge and pickled mustard tubers.

Although the amount that each Palu slave could get every day was only half the size of a fist,

And half of the meat comes from the corpses of monsters killed when the rift erupts.

But after being cooked and processed with various seasoning ingredients that are unique to the earth,

This meat dish caused a stir among the Palu slaves!

They became more and more convinced.

In the near future, everyone will enter into a bloody sacrifice and become a sacrifice to please the devil!

The misunderstanding was not resolved until Yang Honglei, the former deputy leader of the looting team under Lin Shou's jurisdiction and the current leader, learned of this concern from Fox-Eared Paluchlo during a casual chat.

I thought that now all the Palu slaves could concentrate on their work without distractions.

Unexpectedly,

New rumors began to spread.

The Palu slaves quickly believed,

These "new slave owners" who took them away from the hell of Palu, provided them with delicious and satisfying food, and arranged comfortable and safe housing for them,

A soft-hearted God!

They have used up all their luck in their past and present lives,

Soft-hearted God!

The fanatical worship is like the most violent plague, spreading wildly among the slaves of Palu!

Their shallow knowledge and stereotyped cognition prevent them from understanding the full picture of the matter.

I don't know who is the mastermind behind this redemption.

But they did not dare to act presumptuously and ask questions to the "new slave owners".

I can only rely on my limited wisdom to infer and guess.

Through observations during daily labor, the power level of each "slave owner" is continuously subdivided.

From 'small slave owners', we deduce to 'big slave owners'.

Then from the 'big slave owner', we can deduce to the 'behind-the-scenes leader'.

In the end, the title of 'soft-hearted god' was successfully placed on Lin Shou, who served as the chief steward of the global workforce.

The unique belief and worship of the Palu people began to rise.

Some Palu people have even begun to secretly collect monster corpses, preparing to use their relevant talents to create a flesh and blood statue for Lin Shou!

Fortunately, the group leader in charge discovered the matter and reported it in time.

Otherwise, in the near future, a flesh and blood statue of Lin Shou might be erected next to a planting area or construction site.

"What the hell are these Palu people doing? After finishing their work, they don't have time to rest and have fun. All they do is keep making trouble for me all day long..."

Lin Shou pinched his brows, looking tired.

Although Lin Tianxia sent him a lot of helpers, the Chinese government also fully cooperated.

But at the end of the day, the sheer number of Palu slaves is there.

A full five hundred million!

To carefully arrange the daily life of these Palu slaves is a time-consuming, labor-intensive and exhausting task.

We also need to consider the flow of labor and adjustments in work.

Although Lin Shou was tired, he was happy.

But I can’t help feeling like I’m burning out.

I finally got used to the heavy workload.

Now he's been given this kind of god worship?

It's just adding fuel to the fire!

Do we have to ask Lin Tianxia for help and provide these Palu slaves with appropriate psychological counselors?

Are you kidding?

Even Lin Shou doesn’t get such treatment!

"Why don't I take some time to explain to them that all the supply arrangements are the product of the Strategic Department's plan... Alas, I don't know if these Palu people will listen..."

Lin Shou murmured.

Seeing this, Wu Siyuan took two steps forward, put her hands on Lin Shou's shoulders, and massaged them intimately to relax them.

At the same time, he spoke softly:

"These Palu people have not received a proper education and have a deep-rooted slave mentality. I'm afraid they won't understand your explanation."

"Even if we understand it today, other similar behaviors may emerge again after a while."

"What should we do, Sister Wu?" When Lin Shou heard that it was likely to be a temporary solution, he immediately felt overwhelmed and began to feel uneasy:

"I just feel like I'm not good at handling this kind of thing. It's really not a wise choice to just go ahead and take on this job..."

"Learn by doing." Wu Siyuan smiled gently.

But the thin figure that appeared in her mind still made her eyes flash with a hint of loss.

Women are always like this,

Even if you make a firm choice with your mouth and body, you will still unconsciously make comparisons in your heart.

Compared with Mr. Lu Li's decisiveness and strength,

Her younger brother's boyfriend Lin Shou is still too young after all.

"Perhaps, you don't need to ask those Palus to stop worshipping, you just need to ask them to change the object."

Wu Siyuan proposed a solution without much thought.

"Eh? Sister Wu, what you mean is..." Lin Shou's eyes lit up, but then he asked uncertainly.

"Mr. Lu Li." Wu Siyuan called out the name softly, with a hint of piety in her expression.

"Since the Palu people believe that there must be a god to worship, it can be Mr. Lu Li."

"Anyway, there are already seven statues of him in flesh and blood on the entire earth. If there are a few more, there will definitely be no problem."

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that!" Lin Shou's eyes lit up and an excited smile quickly appeared on his face:

"I'll find someone to promote it right away!"

"Once the faith of these 500 million Palu people is strengthened, Mr. Lu Li's strength should be enhanced to a certain extent, right?"

"This is a great idea! Sister Wu, I love you so much!"

Lin Shou stood up, grabbed the [Real Man Helmet] on the table, and ran out.

Wu Siyuan stood there, looking at the figure who was anxiously putting the oil green helmet on his head, and smiled helplessly.

……

South of the lighthouse.

Formerly the Lu family manor, now the Lin family plantation No. 188.

The morning's work is drawing to a close.

Fox-eared Paluchlo straightened his back, looked around at the lush greenery, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

Just as I was about to express my feelings, I suddenly heard a concerned question:

"Holo, are you thirsty?"

"Here is the lemon sweet ice tea I made for you, come and try it!"

Wearing a straw hat and dressed like an old farmer, Yang Honglei looked very attentive. The lid of the thermos in his hand had already been unscrewed, and the summer-cooling drink inside was emitting wisps of cold air under the sunlight.

Fox-eared Paluchlo blushed, and with a hint of shyness, she waved her hands repeatedly and said:

"This is too precious. Holo doesn't deserve it. You should drink it yourself, Team Leader Yang. Holo can just drink water..."

As he spoke, Fox-Eared Palu took out a small plastic bottle of white water from the cloth bag hanging around his waist and prepared to unscrew the lid.

Move with caution and cherish the exception.

It was just a collection of as many mineral water bottles as needed before the apocalypse.

In the eyes of this Palu man, it is like a rare treasure.

"What's so good about plain water? My lemon sweet ice tea is not only sweet and sour, but it can also replenish the electrolytes lost in sweat!"

"I'm not kidding you, come and try it!"

Holo was about to open her mouth to shirk responsibility again, but she heard a teasing voice behind her:

"What's the good stuff? Can you let me try it?"

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