This Lango is indeed a talent, but the problem is that as the high priest of the once cold winter tribe, the other party's original status was undoubtedly transcendent, and even Rowling, as the leader, had to respect him a little.

Therefore, even when facing Xia Qi, he still looks like an old god and has no self-knowledge.

Xia Qi frowned. What he hated the most in his life was this fake thing that relied on his seniority.

But such people are not unavailable to deal with.

For this reason, Xia Qi suppressed the emotions in his heart and asked him: "Lango, I ask you, how did you realize that the blizzard was coming?"

Faced with Xia Qi's inquiry, this guy was not honest and replied: "Of course it is the foreshadowing God of Wind and Snow! As the high priest and the spokesperson of the god, I will naturally be protected by the God of Wind and Snow!"

Hearing this, Xia Qi showed a smile on his face, and then he stood up from the throne, walked to him slowly, then pulled out the sword from his waist and directly crossed it to his neck.

Lango was almost scared and threatened Xia Qi with powerless threat.

"You...what do you want to do! I am the high priest chosen by the gods, representing the God of Wind and Snow. If you hurt me, the gods will be angry and will bring down the punishment of heaven! Is it true that the natural disaster sweeping over from outside? That's proof!"

Looking at Lango, who was slutty and introverted, Xia Qi, who was still smiling a second ago, suddenly changed his face and shouted at him: "Stop being with me!"

"Didn't you say you have the protection of the God of Wind and Snow? OK! I want to see if he will impose a heavenly punishment after I kill you!"

After saying that, Xia Qi directly raised the sword in his hand and was about to slash towards Lango.

Lango's face turned pale in an instant, his legs became weak, and he fell to the ground with a thud and kept begging for mercy to Xia Qi.

Looking at Lango who was holding his head and begging for mercy, Xia Qi sneered and said, "Do you understand now? Here, what God says does not count, but what I say does not count."

Xia Qi's actions made Rowling, who was standing aside, feel a sense of light.

For the high priest who often relies on his seniority and even interferes with her handling of tribe affairs, if it weren't for the rules of the tribe, she would have wanted to expel him from the tribe.

At the same time, Rowling was also half-believing and half-doubting about the high priest's prophecy.

But one is due to tradition, and the other is that she wants to use this prophecy to leave the place full of wind and snow!

Unlike Xia Qi, I never believed it from the beginning.

Facing this silenceful high priest, he swung his sword and slashed it.

As the Emperor of Daxia, he would not care about the rules of the northern tribes.

But the result is obvious, the so-called prophecy is just a scam.

Looking at the bronze sword in Xia Qi's hand, Lango did not dare to continue lying, and quickly told him.

After hearing this, a hint of understanding suddenly flashed in Xia Qi's eyes, and it was indeed similar to what he thought.

The high priests of each generation of this Winter Tribe are actually similar to meteorologists.

The accumulated experience from generation to generation allows them to predict the subsequent weather based on the wind, humidity in the air, and changes in the clouds in the sky.

In other words, these are all experiences and can be taught to others.

Xia Qi could have ordered Lango to teach him to the people in Daxia to cultivate meteorological talents for Daxia.

Although every generation of high priests is a charlatan, those who can accurately predict the weather in this era can definitely be called a talent.

To prevent this old guy from being stubborn in the future

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When Xia Qi was pretending to be a charlatan, he simply opened his words.

"I tell you, don't make me something about gods and ghosts all day long in the future. This is not popular in our Daxia. This is called meteorology, which is part of science. Do you understand?"

Lango knows nothing, but in order to save his life, he is more diligent than a chicken pecking rice.

After being held onto his neck by the sword, all the pride and dignity of the high priest were thrown aside.

At this critical moment, let’s save your life first!

This Emperor of Daxia looks thin and weak, but he didn't expect that he would kill someone if he said he would kill someone!

Lango clearly realized something. If he pretended to be a ghost in front of Xia Qi, he would really be slashed with one knife!

Rowling, who was standing beside him, was this the one he used to be. No matter who he talked to, he was always a high priest who looked up to the sky?

Xia Qi inserted the sword back into the scabbard and said, "Okay, as long as you are honestly loyal to me, I will not treat you badly."

"After that, I will set up a meteorological department in Daxia City, and you can go there to be a director. Your daily task is to observe the weather, and then write the observation results into a report and submit it. Oh, you don't know how to write about Daxia now, so you can learn slowly. Then I will transfer a group of students to you. Your task is to teach them how to observe the weather. As for the report, you can hand it over to these students to help you write."

Listening to Xia Qi's words, the high priest was determined to object, but looking at the hilt of the sword that had been being grabbed by the other party, the high priest was still timid.

Forget it, life is more important.

Rules or something, just change them.

"Okay, it's time to talk about the main business. Lango, how long do you predict this blizzard will be before it swept into my Daxia?"

When he mentioned this matter, Lango's expression became much more serious, after all, it also concerns his own life.

Fortunately, during this period, he has been observing the weather and calculating the time when the blizzard is coming.

Now that Xia Qi asked this, he immediately replied: "Your Majesty, according to my calculations, there should be about ten days left."

Xia Qi frowned. This time was shorter than he expected.

With this time as a prerequisite, I am afraid that all preparations will become hasty.

As his thoughts flew, Xia Qi couldn't help but ask again: "How long will this blizzard last?"

"this......"

Lango said illegitimately: "I really don't know this... I really don't know. It may have passed in a few days, or it may last for more than ten days, or it may even last longer."

Although Xia Qi was a little disappointed with this answer, he did not make things difficult for Lango.

After all, even modern Blue Star relies on various high-tech weather forecasts to be summarized from time to time, let alone in the era when the average civilization was still in the stone tool?

The conditions are limited, so you can't be too demanding.

"I understand. Thank you for your hard work this time. You can go down first. I will ask someone to arrange a residence for you. If you have any new discoveries in the future, report to me as soon as possible."

Lango and Rowling left one after another, while Xia Qi sighed silently in his heart. Although he had obtained a talent in meteorology, it was nothing compared to the upcoming blizzard.

"Zhang Liang, send another announcement. The snowstorm forecast is about ten days to sweep over, asking everyone to be mentally prepared. In addition, the mining farm will urge them to speed up their actions. The salary will double in the past few days and temporarily extend their working hours. And..."

After thinking about it, Xia Qi

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In the end, Zhang Liang was transferred over and appointed as the first secretary-general of the Daxia Secretary's Office.

Zhang Liang has a skill that can improve work efficiency by giving him tasks.

At this critical moment of crisis, it was his opportunity to shine.

In the next few days, the sun was rare.

But Xia Qi knew that this was just the last peace before the blizzard came.

Moreover, because the sun came out, some ice and snow melted, and the temperature became even lower.

Even Chang Wei and the three of them who had been playing crazy outside were back.

Compared with the ice and snow outside, the home is still warm!

And you don’t have to catch your prey by yourself. If you look at me, someone will bring you food.

When Rowling saw the giant wolf fighting in the open space of the palace and the huge goshawk soaring in the low altitude, she was stunned.

I thought that the two giant elephant people before were the aces of Daxia. Now it seems that she underestimated Daxia!

How many aces does that guy have? Rowling doesn't know, but what she knows is that if it's not for love, it's better to have a relationship for this.

On the seventh day after Xia Qi summoned Lango, a long-simmering blizzard swept over.

The temperature dropped by nearly ten degrees directly, and the howling wind was like a ghost crying and howling.

Xia Qi hasn't had a good sleep these days, so he only took a nap at most.

Everyone saw it and was anxious, but the blizzard had not come yet, and His Majesty the Emperor fell ill first.

Now, everyone was kindly persuaded, but Xia Qi had no choice but to sleep for a while, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he was woken up again.

"His Majesty......"

When he saw Xia Qi, the two guards at the door of the bedroom subconsciously wanted to salute.

Due to the recent weather, Xia Qixun guards stood guard in the bedroom.

These guards are all very loyal, and their loyalty is at least above 90, so Xia Qi is not worried that the tragic incident of being chopped into meat paste when he is sleeping.

"Okay." Xia Qi waved his hand and asked, "What's the situation now?"

Now in the main hall, through the closed doors and windows, Xia Qi could hear the howling wind outside.

"Report to Your Majesty, the snow outside suddenly became heavy two quarters of an hour ago, with the wind and snow, and the temperature dropped a lot."

There are earth dragons in the hall, so Xia Qi didn't feel much chill, but most civilians in the city did not have this treatment.

A large number of people were awakened by the cold in the middle of the night. Some people shivered and raised the brazier, wanting to drink less water, but found that the water in the clay pot had already formed a thin layer of ice.

Use tools to smash the layer of thin ice, then scoop some water into the kettle, then cut a few slices of ginger and throw it in, then hang the copper kettle on the brazier to start boiling water.

Then the family gathered around the brazier and watched the water in the pot boiling.

After the water boiled, everyone drank some ginger tea and had some cold sweats before they got back into the bed.

After so many years of untiring publicity, drinking ginger tea after suffering from cold has become a part of life.

On the other hand, Zhang Tiancheng, who lived in the wild for seven days and seven nights, was frozen to death, and not only a large number of soldiers were frozen to death, but even himself almost died here.

During this invasion, Xia Qi obtained a silver treasure chest without any effort.
Chapter completed!