The Mythical Races I Created

The noon sun shines on the grass in front of the castle, the sun is blazing, and the grass is vast.

All the orcs looked at the orc prophet suspiciously.

The orc prophet slowly said to everyone: "I have divided our kingdom into five levels, so that our kingdom can respect the powerful and powerful, and inspire every orc to become a better self and have more powerful power. ."

"Women are despised, and warriors are respected. Do you think it’s okay?"

The orcs turned from doubts to cheers.

Although they didn't understand what a hierarchy is, it doesn't prevent them from cheering for the system of respecting the warriors and despising the cowardly species.

The orc prophet nodded in satisfaction.

Orcs are naturally fond of rebelling against authority, so it is very difficult to manage them.

The prophet decided to confuse the tradition of orcs worshiping power with the difference between the hierarchy, and transfer everyone's worship of the strong to the orcs of the higher ranks in the hierarchy.

Let all the orcs respect the strong, and respect the orcs of a higher level than them.

The orc prophet's tone eased slightly. "We should give more respect and more rights to the powerful orcs. In this way, these powerful orcs can lead us and make us better."

"The past arena system also proves that the orcs who can stand out in the arena can certainly hold important positions in society."

"So, our hierarchical system is still centered on the arena. You can use the arena to gain a level step and change your life!"

The orc prophet said loudly to the following orcs: "You have to use your own efforts and courage to change your social status, and the arena is the fairest place. Winners hold important positions, and losers become civilians."

"Warriors, do you accept this challenge?"

The orcs in the audience raised their fists and roared with excitement.

"accept!"

"accept!"

"we accept!"

The unique character of the orcs makes them less obey the order, which can be an advantage or a disadvantage.

The prophet stood on a high platform with his hands behind his back and slowly said: "5+1 is divided into five levels and a class of sinners. Sinners are those who have betrayed the kingdom and are not worthy of respect. They are the lowest class slaves."

"The fifth level is the class of ordinary pigmen. Most of the pigmen in this class are farmers and vendors. They enjoy the protection of the kingdom. We can't kill them at will, we can't rob them of their property, but they have no chance to become fighters. Shaman and craftsman."

"This level will be the granary of our kingdom, and they will contribute to the society. You must not harm them, because it is your duty for high-level orcs to protect low-level pigmen."

"Those who violate the order will be punished for labor, confiscation of land, and lowered your rank."

"The fourth level is an excellent craftsman among ordinary orcs and pigmen. Ordinary orcs can send low-level people like the fifth level at will. This level will be the cornerstone of our kingdom."

"This level enjoys many privileges."

"The third level is the orcs who have won the top three places in the annual competitions in various arenas. These orcs will be awarded relatively important positions in our society, and they will also be given the third level of rank. He will be the most outstanding non-commissioned officer, taking on the important responsibility of maintaining the operation of the society."

"And our most glorious second level is the presence of Miergan, Sa Luzi, tribal leaders, army leaders, as well as the orcs who can win the championship in the five-year national gladiatorial contest, and the saints. Shamans in the city, you will enjoy the preferential treatment and respect of the society."

The orc prophet said to the orcs below that the orcs were said to be rippling.

They can't wait to devote themselves to the arena now and upgrade their rank order.

The orc prophet went on to say: "The first level has only a few high-level shamans and chiefs, as well as people who have made significant contributions to society."

"Because the holy city guards the peach grove, which is the birthplace of totem wood, and serves the Father God of Yongsheng, so of course the best-the senior shaman will be the first-level orc. And chiefs such as me, It is even more important to this kingdom. So soldiers, if you want to become the first-level sequence, go to the battlefield and make your contribution!"

"Or you can create a powerful totem. This totem has the ability to influence society. Orcs who make such contributions can of course also become the sacrifices of the holy city and the first-level orcs."

The orcs below boiled.

They are all looking forward to the future.

The orc prophet smiled.

But there is a question, there is no battlefield now, then where do you go to make this contribution?

Moreover, the holy city monopolizes the shaman's knowledge, so the first-level orcs will only be their own people who can be mastered.

The orc first knows: "Which one of you wants to oppose now, come to the stage for a duel in front of the gods!"

"If you win, my system will be cancelled, but if no one can win, you will implement the system."

There is no objection.

No one came forward to challenge.

Because the orc prophet hides his hierarchical policy well under the arena system and power worship, every orc thinks about how to rise all the way, rather than discovering that this hierarchy will restrict them.

Now, even those unconvinced orcs can only lower their heads and hide in the crowd, not daring to speak a bit of anger.

The remaining leaders of the orc tribes communicated in secret and gritted their teeth. They discovered that this hierarchy would restrict their rights, allowing the first level represented by the prophet to rule their second-level orcs.

Knowing this a long time ago, they should have directly rebelled during the war. Now that they have missed the opportunity, they can only let the orc prophet weaken their power.

Knowing that they were deliberately targeted, they had to pretend not to have seen them, and count as one day after another.

The sacrifice to the gods ended after offering the dead snakehead lobster monster to the father god, and it ended perfectly.

After tonight, when the sun rises to illuminate the earth tomorrow, everything will change.

...

Three years later.

After three years of development, the ‘5+1’ system has not been deeply rooted in people’s hearts, but at least it has become something everyone knows.

Soon those with vested interests learned to use the rights that this system gave them, but they didn’t understand that when they enjoyed this right, they would put themselves in a fishing net and let the orc prophet who put down the fishing net at the mercy of the orc prophet. them.

The existing orc tradition and the arena system allow the hierarchical system to be implemented without much hindrance.

As a result, the arena became more prosperous and almost became the economic, political, and military pillar of the orc society.

It is difficult for outsiders to imagine that the economic, political, and military core of a kingdom will actually be a battlefield, but this system is not bad and it is indeed fair.

Because it is difficult for you to do anything in the duel in full view, nor can you know the test questions in advance by virtue of the advantage of poor information, and it is even more impossible to reduce the difficulty of the questions.

Of course there are no absolutes.

The talent selection system centered on the arena is at least relatively fair.

The supporting hierarchy is also very compatible with the orcs. At least it distributes the benefits reasonably, allows the peasants to live a prosperous life, allows the soldiers to obtain honor, allows the leaders to obtain rights, allows the prophets to hold the kingdom, and allows the entire kingdom to flourish. New era.

The castle of the orc prophet, in the meeting hall, in front of the big round wooden table.

The Orc Prophet said to Atoman: "This national arena competition must be held well, and the winner will be awarded the second-tier sequence."

Atoman said: "Everything has been prepared, the venue facilities have long been sent to take care of, the people who signed up are the best in the arena, and I don't need to worry about it."

"That's good." The orc prophet looked at Barre. "Barrie, what are you in a daze?"

Barel touched his head and said to the prophet: "Master, my friend Akkad has been asking me to make an appointment recently. He asked me to urge me in front of you, saying that he is too idle lately, maybe you should give him Find something to do."

The Orc Prophet smiled, "He is already Saruzi. Wouldn't it be a good idea to spend more free time to hone his fighting skills?"

Barrie said in a puzzled way: "He is a very strong orc. And he is now a third-level orc. I think he should be at least the second-level. In short, he said that if you don't give him a position, He went to participate in this national gladiatorial match."

The orc prophet didn't care and coughed. In his eyes, Akkad was just a small person in the past tense.

It's not worth his thoughts.

Out of respect for Barre, the Prophet said perfunctorily: "I know. I'll talk about this later."

"Barle, I want to give you a task..."

...

Under the shadow of the orc territories, the lobster monsters who had hidden for three years gathered together in a village again.

"Everyone, don't say anything. This time we will treat the orcs as opponents of the same level. Not only must we accumulate enough doomsday believers to increase our strength, we also need to instigate some of the orcs who are unfair to society, let They help us."

"Otherwise, the outcome of our second war with the orcs will be unpredictable."

Whale head lobster monster said.

The octopus head lobster monster showed his figure. The injury on his body not only did not recover, but worsened, and the wound on his tentacle had begun to fester.

These are all [Wind Shadow Curse], the imprint left on him.

The octopus monster said: "My goal is their champion in this grand event. In the past three years, I have learned a little about their culture, haha... It's very interesting, you really should all learn, these orcs and timid The pigman is not a level at all."

"I want to instigate their champion."

...

In the Space Temple, Shen Fanyu slept, and it was three years after he woke up.

He first checked the stigmata island, um, no problem.

Then there is Pan Yangren’s oasis. At this moment, the six oasis are full of fantasy plants that you can't even think of, which is not bad.

Then there is the Fairy Plateau, and then the Orc Kingdom.

"The corpse of the snakehead lobster monster can be used as fertilizer for Panyangren's plants. Besides, I can't think of what this quality material can do."

Shen Fanyu thought.

He grabbed at ~www.readwn.com~ and moved the corpse on the ground into the sky, and then threw it into the Panyangren's desert.

The corpse turned into a meteor in the process of falling.

Then it turned into pieces of jade and fell into the desert near Panyangren's six oases.

"I don't need the soul of the snakehead lobster monster, so I will give it to the orcs to make a totem."

Because of the high nature of the gods and monsters, the orcs could not use the spirits of the gods and monsters to make the spirits of the ancestors, so they did not work on the spirits of the gods and monsters.

Shen Fanyu casually pointed, the soul fell into the orc territory, and the soul of the essence of the gods and monsters gradually collapsed, transforming into high-quality blue-level soul energy.

"Ok?"

"The four gods and monsters, are they finally going to act? Alas, I fell asleep for a while, so let's see what kind of trouble you can cause the orcs."

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