After tossing for most of the night, the Three Yin Demon Killing Knife still ended in failure, even if Fang Ti went back and checked a lot of information to compare, it still failed.

In this regard, Fang Ti didn't feel a pity, because he had discovered a new way to play with divine power.

In the room, Fang Lei remotely manipulated his divine power, and the bright starlight wrapped a toy sword that was given by buying fireworks.

In the starlight, the toy sword was like a flying sword, flexibly shuttling through the tired room.

"There is a lot of flexibility in the release of divine power, at present, within ten meters, it can be commanded by an arm, and twenty meters is the limit of divine power out of the body. ”

"And after the divine power is released, it is about equivalent to the full strength of one of my arms, that is to say, as long as my sword is sharp enough, my flying sword can be invincible within ten meters!"

I don't know if it's the reason why he became a god, Fang Lei can have a clear judgment about his strength now.

Even he vaguely felt that methods such as the Three Yin Demon Killing Sword were not impossible, and the reason why there was no reaction at all after trying it was probably because his current divine power was too weak.

As for how to improve his divine power, Fang Lei also has some ideas now.

"I became a god because of the belief of otherworldly beings. In other words, in that world, faith can support life and become a god, and as long as I continue to expand my faith, I can continue to become stronger. ”

Whether it was out of selfishness or out of a desire to lead those silly and lovely primitives to establish their own territory, Fang Lei was now planning to conquer other tribes.

However, when I think of the balance on my bank card, after such a big toss in the past few days, I have basically bottomed out.

This made Fang Ti shake his head helplessly: "It seems that getting the first pot of gold from the other world is the top priority at the moment." ”

After mastering his flying sword technique for a while, the previous sleepiness finally hit again, although Fang was still excited, but in the end he still fell asleep.

Early in the morning, after Fang Ti paid the room fee for the next few days, he used all the funds in his bank card to purchase supplies.

Rice, salt, sugar...... These things, which can be seen everywhere in modern society, are undoubtedly treasures that can only be possessed by the kingdom of God in primitive people.

It's not just food, it's big iron pots, porcelain bowls, plates...... and so on, and the East and the West also purchased hundreds of them at one time.

Otherworldly, the gray vortex reappeared, attracting the attention of the primitives who had been staring at it.

In the shouts of surprise from the primitive people, Fang Lei really appeared from the whirlpool, carrying a large number of things that the primitive people couldn't understand.

However, before other primitives could rush over, Fang Lei's figure disappeared again.

Disappear, appear. Disappear again, reappear.

After countless repetitions, a large amount of materials were transported by Fang Lei, and Fang Lei himself was too tired not to be wanted. Not to mention anything else, just the bags of rice had to be carried to the small cart one by one.

Fang Ti, who was tired and panting, saw a large number of primitive people walking towards here with a surprised face, and hurriedly pointed to the pile of materials and said:

"You have to be careful when you move these things to the cave, especially these things, they will be broken. This is a thing in the kingdom of God, and if it breaks, I'm not done with you. ”

Something in the kingdom of God!

Seeing a large pile of things on the ground that they couldn't understand at all, everyone's primitive people subconsciously raised their vigilance and began to carefully transfer materials.

In the cave, Fang Ti lit a bonfire with ready-made wood, built a simple stove with stones everywhere, and as soon as the big iron pot was put in the direction, Fang Ti began to be the shopkeeper.

He picked a few primitive people who looked quite clever and began to instruct them on how to do it.

Add rice, salt and water to the iron pot...... Fang Ti is planning to cook porridge, cook a big pot of porridge with salt and sugar!

Of course, you have to cook porridge, isn't the method of dealing with famine by the great good people of the ancient government all porridge?

With simple ingredients and easy preparations, there's nothing more suitable for hungry people than cooking porridge.

The most important point is that Fang Ti's assets can't support that group of primitive people! In the final analysis, he is still just a poor god, and on the earth, his assets and social status are similar to those of primitive people!

Primitive people are in the period of rapid mental evolution, and they are not as stupid as Fang Ti imagined, they learn things quickly, and the reason why they seem to be clumsy is nothing more than because of their language barrier and lack of knowledge.

Wait for the process of water boiling.

Fang Lei asked, "Ying Zheng, are there any other human beings nearby, besides you?" Human beings are creatures like us. ”

The old Ying Zheng nodded: "There are probably more than a dozen small tribes nearby, but their lives are not easy, there are too few young and middle-aged people in the clan, and they are still there today, maybe they will all be eaten by wild beasts tomorrow." ”

Ying Zheng said it easily, but what was contained in it was very cruel. In this primeval forest, humans are only the middle and lower layers of the food chain.

The night, in particular, does not belong to human beings at all.

The primitive tribe with good luck, with the help of a qualified shelter, may be able to reproduce like the tribe in front of them, and the bad luck is ...... Then it's really all a matter of luck.

Fang Lei nodded, looked at Ying Zheng's old face, and asked tentatively:

"I'm going to merge them all into our tribe, I don't know what you think?"

As a god, Fang Lei is definitely the most humble one. Fang Lei didn't think he knew more about the rules of the primeval forest than the primitives, so he had to ask the primitives what they thought before making a decision.

When Ying Zheng heard this, he hurriedly shook his head frantically:

"Great God, though you are very kind, the old man hopes that you will never have such thoughts. If other tribes join us, we will have a lot of problems.

There are no more people living in this cave. Young people also have no way to get more prey to feed the elderly and children of other tribes.

Also, if there are more people, there will be a plague god descending......"

Fang Lei nodded secretly as he listened, although there was a huge difference between the nature of the world in the eyes of primitive people and the nature of the world in his eyes, Ying Zheng still said many very practical problems.

Living space, food, sickness!

These are all good things that need to be considered before accepting other tribes.

If Fang Lei was just an ordinary traverser, he would definitely have to think carefully about such a problem, but he was not an ordinary traverser, he could freely shuttle between the two worlds.

So, while these issues are a bit of a hassle, they're not a big deal.

Thinking of this, Fang Lei smiled slightly and looked at Ying Zheng: "I can solve these problems." If nothing else, let's start expanding the tribe. ”