After tossing for a whole day, and by the time Fang Ti returned to the Otherworld with a large amount of supplies, it had already been seven or eight days in the Otherworld.

"Mom, where's the people?"

Repeatedly appearing and disappearing, constantly carrying materials, tired like a dog. But after tossing for so long, Fang Ti didn't see a primitive person coming to greet him.

This made him feel uncomfortable, a bunch of ungrateful things, can they still respect your great gods?

In a fit of rage, Fang Lei walked towards the primitive cave, and even threw away a large pile of supplies there, he wanted to see what this group of primitives were doing, even their great gods didn't care!

After walking a few steps, as soon as Fang Ti raised his head, the whole person froze.

I have to say that surprises and accidents are always in every corner of life, and you never know what will happen tomorrow?

In the stone square in front of the tribal cave, there was a roaring bonfire burning in the bright sun. Almost all the primitives gathered in the square, as if to perform some kind of ritual.

Compared to when Fang Ti left, the people in the tribe had changed dramatically from head to toe, and it could be said that they were completely new.

First of all, the men, women, and children in the tribe shaved off their messy hair, and they all became short hair similar to Fang Lei.

Perhaps it was because primitive people were still mainly stone tools, and their hair was trimmed unevenly, looking like it had been gnawed by dogs.

Suddenly seeing a group of people gnawing on the generally discordant hairstyle, Fang Ti was a little uncomfortable, and there was a feeling that he had gone to the wrong set.

However, what made Fang Ti feel relieved was that everyone in the primitive tribe had been cleaned, and the color of wind and frost brought by labor was still on them, but the original unkempt appearance had indeed disappeared.

Shaving the head and bathing are probably due to the amazing learning and imitation of primitive humans.

"I just don't know if they wiped their butts......"

"If they still don't know how to wipe their butts, do I have to pull one for them on the spot?"

Thinking of the sour taste in the cave, Fang Lei's whole person felt even worse, and under the divergence of thinking, the imaginary picture was so beautiful that Fang Lei shivered.

However, on the whole, Fang Lei was very satisfied with all this in front of him.

The ability of primitive people to learn and imitate not only made his anger dissipate, but also made him more curious and curious, what are his group of smart believers doing?

In the stone square, the ceremony continues. Hundreds of primitive people sang and danced around the campfire, and their movements were full of power, ranging from the movement of chopping with sticks to the movement of picking fruit.

Seeing such a dance, Fang Ti had a realization in his heart that this should be a believer praying for food and strength.

Patriarch Ying Zheng was presiding over the ceremony, and the grass skirt on Lao Yingzheng's body was replaced by a plastic bag for rice, showing his unique and lofty status.

The words of a certain brand are impressively printed on his chest...... The corners of Fang Lei's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt that this rice manufacturer should give him a sponsorship fee.

After all, this is very likely to be the first commercial to break out of the earth to the other world, and the spokesperson invited is also a native of the other world, so the land fee and appearance fee are amazing......

Behind Lao Yingzheng, who was holding a wooden staff and draped in a plastic woven bag, was a cliff.

On the cliff, I don't know what material was used to paint Fang Lei's portrait.

Stick figure style, the painting style is very abstract, but Fang Lei still recognized it at a glance.

Stars overhead, light back...... The iconic features testify to the fact that the figure in the portrait is a great deity who controls the stars.

But...... That's too low, isn't it?

Fang Ti wanted to cry a little, to be honest, he didn't want to admit that the portrait on the cliff was him!

Think about the earth, whether it is the motherland or the foreign country, which god is not beautiful, but why is it his turn to be such a stick figure style of the god!

The most important thing is, what does it mean that the stars above the head are backed by the gods of light, holding up a porcelain bowl containing porridge? Could it be that in a few years, the legend of the tribe that this porcelain bowl will be a treasure like a jade bottle?

Crying and laughing, Fang Ti watched all this.

In front of the portrait, there is a pot that was used to cook porridge, and in the pot is the head of an unknown animal, bloody, with a pointed mouth and white eyes......

Well, Fang Ti can be seen clearly, this should be the most primitive sacrifice!

A smile appeared on his face unconsciously, and he was just about to take a few steps forward to join this primitive sacrifice and accept the sacrifice of believers, when Fang Ti's footsteps suddenly paused.

"No, my divine power is recovering!" Fang Lei's face showed a look of surprise.

From the moment he became a god, the divine power was like an ignorant instinct, completely controlled by him, and there was also an endless unknown hidden.

Divine power is the same as physical strength, there is consumption and recovery.

Even Fang Lei also found that if the recovery speed of the other world was considered normal, then in the real world, although the divine power could also be recovered, the recovery speed was very slow.

And now, as the primitive people began their primitive sacrifices, the divine power consumed by Fang Ti to save some physical strength when carrying materials was actually recovering rapidly!

Looking at the primitive people who were immersed in the sacrifice, Fang Lei's eyes flashed: "Is it really the power of faith?"

Sacrifice is an ancient way of condensing faith, or a ritual of sublimating faith. During the sacrifice, all the believers put aside other thoughts for a while and concentrated on singing the praises of their gods.

As a god who was sacrificed, when Fang Lei felt the rapid recovery of the divine power in his body, he instantly confirmed the relationship between the divine power and faith.

There seemed to be a rich starlight in his eyes that was about to escape, and he looked at the group of primitive people who were singing and dancing, and muttered to himself:

"It seems that I'm going to take you to conquer other tribes, even the gods......"

If you want to exaggerate your faith as the Lord of the Stars as quickly as possible, you simply need to collect more believers!

Waiting for the tribe to develop on its own, Fang Ti can't afford to wait, after all, Fang Ti is very suspicious that he, a weak chicken god, will also be born, old, sick and die like ordinary people.

In such a situation, the only way to quickly increase the number of believers is to conquer!

Radish and stick, so that more and more primitive people are conquered and integrated by the current believers, only then can they become stronger in the short term!

"Arm my army first, and then start conquering!"

During the rapid recovery of the divine power in his body, Fang Lei's hesitant thoughts finally became firm.