Having seen the source of the crisis, Bai Mu began preparing for their escape.
From the requirents of the Main Quest alone, it was obvious that the Script did not encourage Players to fight the Mountain Evil Gods. Otherwise, the objective would not be to rely survive their pursuit, but rather to kill all the pursuing Mountain Evil Gods.
If there were multiple Mountain Evil Gods, and each one possessed combat prowess similar to that giant wild boar, the difficulty of this Script would be utterly terrifying.
It would be like replacing all the ordinary Zombies in Journey of Death with Tanks. Trapped in a mall surrounded by Tanks, it was simply unimaginable how anyone could escape alive.
Fortunately, the Script had not been insane enough to drop Bai Mu right in the center of that forest. From this perspective, only making him face a single giant boar at the start of the Script was an act of extre rcy.
As the saying went, of all available strategies, a tactical retreat was the best option. He had a group of tribeswon currently treating him like a god and expecting a divine miracle; he certainly could not lead them to their deaths.
Thus, after coming down the hillside, Bai Mu issued his first "divine oracle" to his newly hoodwinked believers: they were to migrate eastward with him.
He communicated with the tribeswon by drawing pictures. They quickly understood Bai Mu's intentions, each of them displaying extre submissiveness.
In their eyes, Bai Mu was probably the divine envoy sent from the heavens to save them.
And so, that very night, Bai Mu set off toward the east with these villagers as they herded their deer.
They abandoned the village completely. A burning settlent in the wilderness was far too conspicuous. Since a giant boar had appeared here, there could be other monsters nearby. Staying any longer would pose a massive risk.
Although they might have been able to scavenge so food like cured at and sausages from the ruins, the rewards were completely disproportionate to the risks. If another Mountain Evil God showed up, Bai Mu did not think he could protect these people's lives. At that point, he would probably only be able to worry about his own escape.
After a brief regrouping, they mounted their deer and departed for the east.
This was the first ti in Bai Mu's life riding a deer. He had never even ridden a horse. His family had been too poor in the past to even raise pigs; feeding a few chickens, ducks, and geese was their absolute limit. In fact, he had grown up only ever seeing horses on television.
After the apocalypse hit, he had even fewer chances to see a living deer or horse.
He knew how to ride a motorcycle, but a motorcycle and a living deer were obviously two very different things. At first, he had not thought riding a deer would be much trouble, but reality proved him wrong. As a layman, he simply could not master the trick to riding a deer in an instant.
The main issue was that the deer the Shaman brought him was a bit skittish around strangers. This creature certainly did not treat him as a "Deer God" and would not kneel to show submission like the villagers did.
After all, deer were highly vigilant and timid animals. In the forest, they had always been prey chased by predators. There was an old saying about "chasing the deer in the central plains," where ancient rulers compared the empire to a "deer." This was because despite being massive creatures, their temperant was exceedingly peaceful. They possessed no lethal capabilities, yet hunting one yielded rich rewards—venison, pelts, and antlers all fetched good prices. Their status in the food chain was incredibly low, relying solely on their four legs to flee. Thus, timidity and skittishness were naturally ingrained in their DNA. The Shaman had led the largest buck in the herd to Bai Mu, but the beast acted highly restless, struggling violently to break free from the reins in Bai Mu's hands.
Seeing this, the Shaman dispatched one of the young won from the sisterhood to help him drive the deer.
Bai Mu did not feel embarrassed. As a charlatan, as long as he did not do sothing humiliating like falling face-first into the dirt, the people he was deceiving would automatically make excuses for him.
Right now, the villagers likely assud his domineering aura had terrified the deer, believing such a mortal creature was unworthy to be his mount.
Even though it was clearly Bai Mu's lack of skill keeping him off the deer's back, the young woman and the Shaman knelt and kowtowed to him and Xiao Wei in trepidation. Bai Mu's expression remained entirely unchanged. He realized he actually had quite a talent for playing the role of a fake deity.
He had Xiao Wei help the young woman up to calm the deer. With a familiar face present, the restless stag finally settled down.
With the young woman's assistance, Bai Mu and Xiao Wei climbed onto the deer's back. It was also Xiao Wei's first ti riding one. Including its antlers, this stag was about two ters tall. Sitting over a ter off the ground, a look of novelty appeared on her face, mixed with a hint of timidity. Likely afraid of losing her balance and falling, she tugged tightly at the hem of Bai Mu's shirt.
Actually, she could have used her Form Transformation to beco a doll and let Bai Mu carry her in his pocket. However, Bai Mu wanted to train her as much as possible. Learning how to ride a deer was a new skill that might co in handy in the future.
Once Bai Mu and Xiao Wei were seated securely, the young woman straddled the deer's back as well.
After all, the villagers could clearly see that the Lord Envoy did not know how to use mortal mounts. In their imaginations, Bai Mu likely spent his days soaring through the clouds, flying from place to place.
And just like that, Bai Mu gained a dedicated deer chauffeur. The young woman flicked the reins and squeezed the deer's belly with her legs, and the beast broke into a run, galloping across the grassy plains.
The crisp evening breeze blew against their faces. Sandwiched between Bai Mu and the young woman, Xiao Wei hugged the waist of the older girl in front of her. The young woman glanced back at her, and Xiao Wei offered a gentle smile. The tribal girl froze for a mont. Then, as if having received massive validation, she turned back and drove the deer with a look of extre solemnity, treating the task like an imnse honor.
Bai Mu finally understood why so many people wanted to be emperors. So this was what holding absolute power felt like—it truly was a different experience. Right now, he only had thirty or so villagers waiting on him hand and foot, yet he already felt a bit light-headed with euphoria.
At this mont, they would likely obey any command he gave them. Even if he ordered them to die, as long as he fabricated so excuse about them returning to his divine kingdom in the afterlife, they would probably jump off a cliff without hesitation.
This could be considered a good thing. Having more hands to help was certainly not bad, was it?
The biggest difference between humans and beasts was that humans could use tools and unite, unleashing a power far beyond that of a single individual. If he could utilize these people well, they would actually be a massive asset in clearing this Script.
It was a mutually beneficial relationship. Bai Mu could use his superhuman abilities as a Player and his modern perspective to offer them so protection, while they could act as a labor force, helping him achieve many things he could never do alone.
They quickly left the village behind. Not long after they had departed, a cluster of dark shadows approached the periter of the still-burning settlent.
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