"So where to start?"

Fang Lei turned around and looked at Ying Zheng's old face, his face full of excitement.

Conquer the primitives and turn yourself into a truly powerful god!

From confirming that he became a god, to constantly shuttling between the two worlds, everything he did was basically for this day!

However, Fang Lei was still confused about where to start. After all, he really didn't know much about this primeval forest.

In Fang Lei's excited gaze, Lao Yingzheng's expression became solemn, and he pondered for a moment before he spoke:

"From here to the south, the warriors of the tribe have discovered the existence of many small tribes, although the number is small and the distribution is too scattered, but it is guaranteed that there is no danger. ”

A small tribe with a small number of people?

Old Yingzheng's words made Fang Ti calm down, but he still remembered that the powerful tribe in this forest had gods and spirits.

His eyes flickered, Fang Lei bowed slightly, and made the final decision:

"Then head south, you make arrangements, make sure everything is safe. ”

"My warriors need to be safe, new members of the tribe need to be healthy, and food and resources are properly distributed. ”

After a pause, Fang Ti suddenly added: "I won't leave during this time, I will personally supervise everything." ”

Lao Yingzheng kept nodding his head like a chicken pecking rice, and he was quickly thinking about how to complete the task assigned by His Highness the Gods.

For those small tribes, with His Highness the Divine Spirit and the warriors wearing the armor of the Divine Kingdom, conquest should not be a problem.

In terms of diseases, there is a miracle medicine brought by His Highness the Gods, and as long as you make sure that the plague is not contagious, it should be able to be solved.

As for the allocation of resources......

Lao Yingzheng's eyes flickered, and he felt that he didn't have to treat these outsiders equally.

Although the gifts of His Holiness are merciful, they also require them to contribute enough loyalty and faith......

Fang Lei didn't know that the twinkling eyes of the old Yingzheng had begun to sprout a class in his heart, and at this moment, he focused his eyes on the warriors of the Qin tribe.

Looking at the sturdy figures that seemed to have jumped out of the second dimension like Genji, Fang Lei suddenly shouted:

"My warriors, do you like your armor?"

Roar, roar, roar!

The Qin warriors, who were still immersed in excitement, were so excited that they couldn't speak, they raised the long knives in their hands and vented the excitement in their hearts with excited roars!

Some of them were so excited that they had already begun to wave their war knives, so frightened that Fang Ti quickly looked calm, and took a few steps back as steady as an old dog......

Looking at the excited warriors, Fang Lei stretched out his hand and guided the party:

"My warriors, starting tomorrow, I need you to use your weapons and armor to forge a path to glory!"

"Glory!"

"Glory!"

"Glory!"

Under the influence of the atmosphere, a hundred warriors dressed in Genji roared loudly, and the painting style seemed very mysterious.

With a roar, Fang Lei's gaze looked south, as if his gaze pierced the lush forest, turning into a winding primordial road, heading towards the depths of the forest......

......

In fact, by the next day, most of the fighters had a brand new weapon in their hands - the diesel saw!

Fang Lei personally led the team, took away more than eighty warriors, and an old man of the tribe, and began to explore the depths of the forest.

With a diesel saw in hand, where the Qin tribe passed, a primitive and rough road gradually formed in the forest.

More than eighty people gathered, and with the roaring noise of diesel saws, even the carnivorous beasts wisely avoided such a strange procession that had never been seen before.

So much so that they were tired of trying to improve their food along the way, so they had to order the warriors to be quiet, and then go out to explore and hunt.

With fiberglass armor and carbon steel swords, the hunting efficiency of the warriors has increased tenfold? Even some carnivorous beasts have to kneel when they encounter a group of warriors.

This is the power of human ingenuity.

Of course, in the eyes of primitive people, such power is a gift from the great god Lord of the Stars!

Looking at the animal carcasses all over the ground, Fang Ti nodded with satisfaction, he knew that these warriors who fought by instinct had begun to gradually get used to wearing battle armor and holding war knives to fight.

In the primeval forest, Fang Lei followed the team and traveled for three days before he met the primitive tribe in Lao Yingzheng's mouth.

A group of people quietly hid in the jungle, quietly looking at the primitive tribe in front of them.

Unlike the rejuvenated Qin tribe, the tribe in front of him is still in the stage of slash-and-burn cultivation, and even because of the scarcity of tribesmen, this tribe is extremely miserable.

A very small number of young men lay wounded in the hollows of the trees, and the other primitives were no better, even in broad daylight, like frightened hares, always maintaining that trembling vigilance.

"Tree Hole...... It seems that this is the main reason that restricts their development. ”

In the distance, Fang Lei, who had made his ears and eyes clear with the help of divine power, saw such a scene, and his face showed a sudden look.

In the primeval forest full of fantasy, if primitive people cannot find a suitable shelter, it is basically impossible to develop, and they can only be reduced to the lower level of the food chain in the trembling.

"Your Highness, show a miracle. ”

"The brilliance of the Lord of the Stars will give the lost flock of the Lambs their way. ”

Fang Lei's side, Qin Yi bowed his head slightly, his expression respectful and fanatical.

Fang Lei glanced at him unexpectedly: "Who did you learn from a set of sassy words?"

Qin Yilao's face turned red, and he patted his chest gently:

"I, Qin Yi, as the first warrior to be named by His Highness, the first warrior to be given an artifact by His Highness, am inspired to become the sharpest blade in His Highness's hands. ”

"I learned these words from Patriarch Yingzheng! Patriarch Yingzheng told us that he is the closest person to a god in the entire tribe!"

Fang Lei blinked, this old man has some ability, he knows how to consolidate his position with the help of religious beliefs?

Facing the fanatical warriors of the gods, Fang Lei shook his head and said:

"I'm not going to do it myself, I'm going to leave it to you, let me see your power. Remember, there are no casualties, either you or them. ”

Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, and then nodded firmly: "Fight for His Royal Highness, the Lord of the Stars!"

Fang Lei bowed slightly, he is the lord of the stars, in the end he is not a godhead like the god of war, there is no need to take the lead in everything, properly maintain his majesty, and it may be more suitable for him to make a move at a critical time.