I Have a God Simulator

After banishing the Dark Sun, Luh Yao turned his attention to Yan City.

Philos had said the place had changed drastically and was now controlled by Slave Traders.

Luh Yao looked down upon the city.

A series of notifications immediately popped up in the simulator.

[Yan Jiu has founded the Ascetic Order.]

[Shang Ji has founded the Citizen Council.]

[Yan City has invented the system of slavery.]

[Yan City has invented the system of taxation.]

[Due to slavery, everyone in Yan City has received a slight increase in attack and a slight decrease in defense.]

[Doron Nunu has written the first history book, "Yan City’s History of Change."]

[Doron Nunu has invented the field of History.]

[Everyone has learned how to use History.]

...

Luh Yao observed this series of changes one by one.

First was the Ascetic Order.

Yan Jiu. This masochistic Ascetic, who enjoyed being whipped by his God, had left a deep impression on Luh Yao.

Luh Yao couldn’t find him anywhere, so he tried clicking the notification about Yan Jiu with his mouse. The perspective immediately jumped to the front of a stone house.

’So the notification bar has a locator function.’

The stone house was located in the mountains between Yao City and Yan City, its exterior unremarkable.

Luh Yao double-clicked the stone house and entered an overhead view of its interior.

A dozen or so people were kneeling inside.

They were all dressed uniformly: bare-chested, with shaved heads and strings of garlic hanging around their necks.

The one at the head of the group was Yan Jiu.

He was now 63 years old but in good health, with no Ghost symbol above his head.

...

[Salt Race LV14]Yan Jiu

Life Value: 197/197

Mana Value: 47/47

Damage: 1

Defense: 7

Speed: 4

[Longevity]

Possesses a longer-than-average lifespan.

[Martyr]

Willing to sacrifice oneself to spread the Divine Gospel.

[Ascetic]

Achieves comprehension and improvement through pain.

[Grand Elder of the Ascetic Order]

As the Grand Elder of the Ascetic Order, possesses high prestige.

[Evasion Lv2]

Can evade some damage from attacks. This probability is higher against weaker life forms.

[History]

At age 37, founded the Ascetic Order and completed his second pilgrimage.

At age 45, was attacked by a monster at sea, lost his left arm, and completed his third pilgrimage.

At age 51, lost his left eye and comprehended [Evasion] at the site of a Divine Miracle.

At age 53, completed his fourth pilgrimage.

At age 61, completed his fifth pilgrimage.

...

Luh Yao sighed with a bit of melancholy as he read.

Yan Jiu’s life had been full of twists and turns.

He was born with [Longevity], an exceptional gift. However, a disaster at sea led him to become a Believer of the White God. After failing to spread his faith while branded a heretic, Yan Jiu became a traitor reviled by all. Finally, he endured the pressure and came to the Divine Hall to repent.

Luh Yao had given him no chance.

So, Yan Jiu became an Ascetic and a Martyr.

He founded the Ascetic Order and persisted in making pilgrimages year after year. During this long, unanswered process, Yan Jiu’s body became maimed, but he also came to comprehend [Evasion].

As a mortal who had acquired Extraordinary Power through his own efforts, Yan Jiu was the first among Luh Yao’s Believers to do so.

A prompt popped up on the screen.

—O great God, a Believer has performed a deed far surpassing their peers. Would you like to transform them into a Hero?

[Yes][No]

Luh Yao clicked open the Divine Hall and found no new figures inside.

Back at the stone house, however, a faint light was emanating from above Yan Jiu’s head.

This meant it was now possible to transform a Hero without them being in the Divine Hall. It seemed to be another minor tweak from a world version update.

Once again, Luh Yao clicked [No].

He wanted to maximize the potential of the [Ascetic] ability and let this pioneer, Yan Jiu, continue his cultivation... ’Next time for sure!’

A symbol of pain appeared above Yan Jiu’s head again.

Then it changed into a happy expression.

In the face of his God’s rejection and contempt, Yan Jiu’s level instantly rose to LV15.

He knelt, pressing his forehead to the ground. "Lord God, your faithful servant senses Your boundless will. I shall continue my journey of asceticism until this old body of mine reaches its end..."

Exclamation marks lit up above the heads of the other Ascetics, and they too prostrated themselves on the ground.

Yan Jiu’s experience confirmed to Luh Yao that ordinary little people could grow into extraordinary individuals through the path of an [Ascetic].

Luh Yao also discovered something entirely new: History.

He clicked on another Ascetic next to Yan Jiu.

Sure enough, this little person’s panel also had a [History] section.

...

At age 15, had all five fingers of his left hand chopped off for stealing.

At age 16, lost his hearing while capturing slaves.

At age 18, joined the Ascetic Order.

...

Luh Yao inspected the surrounding Ascetics one by one.

...

At age 24, became a pirate and fled during a battle with a Slave Trader.

At age 27, joined the Ascetic Order.

...

At age 31, was Poisoned and rescued by Yan Jiu.

At age 32, joined the Ascetic Order.

...

At age 22, was captured by a Slave Trader and became a slave.

At age 29, killed his slave master and fled.

At age 33, joined the Ascetic Order.

...

Luh Yao understood.

Everyone had learned how to use History, which added a [Personal History] section to their panels.

The starting point for Personal History was currently the invention of the field of History. The content was relatively simple, with only major personal events being described and recorded.

This was just like when the tribal little people invented writing, which caused the entire game interface to display all sorts of detailed resource data.

The advancement of civilization not only benefited the development of the pixelated little people themselves but also brought operational convenience and clarity to Luh Yao behind the scenes.

...

Luh Yao clicked on [Citizen Council] in the notifications.

The perspective jumped to Yan City.

The council hall was behind the library. The building was ring-shaped, like a Beer Theater that was two sizes smaller.

The Citizen Council was bustling with activity.

Council representatives sat one by one in tiered, circular seating, looking toward the speaker in the round center of the hall.

A dialogue box appeared above a little person’s head.

"...Yan City is now facing immense external pressure. To fortify the city, we need taller and more complete Walls. The Walls are what protect the entire city, and the port is also a crucial part."

"Once we build integrated Walls, neither monsters nor pirates will be able to break through in a short time. This is the only way to protect everyone’s property and safety."

"Yan City needs more and taller Walls! A large portion of tax revenue must be spent on building them!"

The council remained unmoved.

The little person stepped down and left.

Another person walked to the center of the hall. This one wore a black coat and was a Scholar.

"Gentlemen and ladies of the council, Tonghai and his pirates are a constant threat to the entire city."

"Allow me to be blunt. If Yan City wants to change its circumstances, it must abolish slavery!"

He said, "We all know the slave market is now on the verge of spiraling out of control. It’s not just the hostile Wild People, islanders, and uncivilized natives from before. Even some foreign citizens who settled in Yan City long ago are being captured and enslaved..."

"The situation has reached a point where we can no longer ignore it!"

"The number of pirates is growing not because they’re getting stronger in battle, but because more and more slaves, and people who fear becoming slaves, are joining them."

His words received a reply from the council.

"The slave market is a Trade issue. We will further regulate transactions in the future."

"Pirates are pirates. They are criminals and robbers. Do not confuse pirates with business!"

"Without slaves, this city wouldn’t have its current population and prosperity. We cannot forget our foundation."

The Scholar could only leave.

A few more people came forward with various proposals, but none received any effective feedback.

Luh Yao wasn’t surprised.

Yan City was now in the hands of the Slave Traders and the Salt Race. Their main source of wealth was selling slaves, so there was no way they would cut off their own source of profit.

He only had to order his Apostle, and slavery would disappear from the city. However, Luh Yao wasn’t in a hurry to act. He still hoped the little people would strive to end this barbaric system on their own.

Luh Yao’s attention was drawn to the port on the northwest side of Yan City.

Two groups of people were engaged in a chaotic battle.

One side was pirates, the other Slave Traders. The fighting was fierce, with people constantly falling.

To be precise, it was the pirates fighting the traders’ slaves.

However, the slaves clearly had low morale. Although they were far greater in number, after a dozen of them were cut down by the pirates, they scattered and fled in all directions.

The traders had seen things were going south long ago and had already fled.

The pirates who had taken the port began setting fires everywhere.

The port, painstakingly built by many laborers in the past, was now engulfed in a raging inferno, reduced to ruins in the crimson glow.

Luh Yao remembered that there was once a lighthouse here, which had been the pride and symbol of Yan City.

It wasn’t very tall, but when lit, it could guide ships from afar.

Now, only a field of ruins remained.