Spring is really a good season for mating.

But Fang Lei is not the kind of immortal god who only knows how to indulge in pleasure, nor is he an evil god with some kind of peculiar habit.

For this kind of thing of mating, Fang Ti is encouraged, but he also does not allow the people in the tribe to hey hey all day long, in case hey is a good one, Fang Ti can't find a tune to cry.

There is no ploughed land, only tired cows!

The most important thing is that people can't be idle, and if they are idle, they will be wasted.

With this in mind, Fang Lei decided to arrange a task for the laborers of the tribe, that is, to reclaim the land!

Because of the previous primitive construction, the shovels and pickaxes in the tribe are ready-made, as long as you explain to them clearly how to do it, the matter of reclaiming the land is just a simple matter of hard work.

At the behest of the great gods, the way of life of the tribe changed dramatically.

The young warriors, as usual, were in charge of obtaining food for the entire tribe.

Of course, because of the existence of Fang Lei, a deity from modern society, the acquisition of this food is not only limited to prey, but also includes the aquatic products in the river.

As for the women of the tribe, they devote most of their time to manual labor.

Weaving fishing nets, making bows and arrows, handling meat...... As well as with children.

As for the rest of the tribe's labor, it was the first spring ploughing in the primeval forest.

They carried shovels and pickaxes, and frantically output on the ground in an orderly manner, and there was no grass growing everywhere they passed...... Even in the ranks of labor, some fighters can sometimes be seen mixed in.

For the warriors, whether it is a battle armor or a diesel saw, it is the glory given to them by the gods, and it must not be lent to others.

But what if they need to cut down trees? They would rather do the work themselves than lend the artifact to someone else.

The simple and simple believers, just because of Fang Ti's words, started the transformation to the structure of the agrarian society.

The sun rises, and the sun sets and tinkles. This is the true portrayal of the Qin tribe today.

Freedom, harmony...... In this kind of life, some people who have some ideas also begin to gradually come to their hearts, and their beliefs are turned into the power of Fang Yuan.

From winter to spring, the time in the other world actually passes very long, after all, the days without the Internet are still very boring.

In such a long period of time, Fang Lei's combat ability can be said to have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Similar to Captain Marvel's fighting style, Fang Lei has completely mastered it, and many of the skills of the Sword Immortal have also been copied out in Fang Lei's brain.

It can be said that the only thing Fang Ti lacks is probably actual combat.

However, Fang Lei didn't plan to trouble other gods, for him, the next spring ploughing was the top priority.

For this reason, he even made a rare return to the real world.

In the real world, there was already a thin layer of dust in his room, and looking at the electronic clock hanging on the wall, Fang Lei suddenly had a feeling of trance.

I have experienced war and metamorphosis in the other world...... It's only been a week in the real world.

This sense of trance on the time difference makes Fang Ti, who is used to life in the other world, a little trance.

"It would be nice if I really became one of those immortal gods and spent a thousand years in the other world, but not even a hundred years in the real world. ”

Thinking of this, Fang Lei suddenly smiled:

"At least stay in the other world for a while and then come back, the real world that hasn't changed too much won't make me a turtle. ”

Because of the time difference, every minute and second in the real world is important for Fang Ti.

According to the idea of living in the mountains of the real world and flying up and pretending to be forced, Fang Ti quickly took off his spring clothes in the other world, and began to call a taxi with his mobile phone after changing into cool summer clothes in the real world.

As for the series of missed call reminders on the mobile phone, Fang Ti ignored them.

Just kidding, buddy is a god, how can I have time to call you!

In the farmer's market, Fang Leidong looked at the west, and he didn't understand such a thing as farming. Fortunately, as a humble deity, he has the spirit of not being ashamed to ask questions.

After going around and around for a while, Fang Ti finally bought a truckload of potatoes and sweet potatoes at the recommendation of the staff.

Potatoes are good, as a staple food, the vitality is tenacious, and the yield is high.

The most important thing is that this thing is dug out of the soil and washed and eaten.

Grilled, boiled, and fried...... Such a simple and crude food is the most suitable for his followers in the other world. After all, Fang Lei never expected his followers to complete such high-end operations as harvesting and threshing.

It's not that they're too stupid, it's that the tools of production can't keep up.

As for sweet potatoes, they are similar to potatoes, and although they cannot be used as a staple food for a long time, they can bring enough sugar to their followers.

"Sweet potato seedlings can be fed to pigs, why don't I bring a few more pigs over?"

Thinking of what he had just introduced when the staff looked at him with the eyes of the stupid son of the landlord's house, Fang Ti suddenly had such an idea in his heart.

All along, with a sense of urgency, he didn't test whether the space gate could teleport living creatures other than himself.

Isn't this an opportunity?

When it is done, its followers will have pork and eggs to eat. If it doesn't work, that's even better, the space door belongs to itself!

Thinking of this, Fang Ti turned around and went back, ordered a few more piglets and a basket of chickens, and then went back satisfied.

That night, a delivery truck stopped in the courtyard of Fang Lei's house. After the delivery master stacked the things in Fang Ti's warehouse, he took the money and left.

Looking at the potatoes in a warehouse, Fang Ti smiled bitterly: "Come on, you still have to work." ”

"If the space gate can bring living creatures through, I'm sure I'll have to find a few trusted believers to let them work. ”

"Lao Tzu is a god! God still has to move bricks?"

Although he complained, the movements in Fang Lei's hands were not slow, his divine power was running, and bags of potatoes were like toys in Fang Lei's hands, and he was thrown into the space door with a flick of his wrist.

It didn't take long for Fang Ti to completely empty the warehouse.

Looking at the pigs and chickens that were trembling in the midst of his mighty output, Fang Ti carried a cage in one hand and lifted them up.

"If you die, don't blame me, it's your life. ”

"If you die, you can sue me when you get there. Of course, the premise is that there is a god in this world. ”

"But I'm also a god, you know? God!"

A cage of chickens in his left hand and a cage of pigs in his right hand, Fang Lei, who did not have a fat doll behind him, was swallowed by the gray whirlpool.