As the divine power was drilled into the soil that had just been turned over and still exuded the smell of fresh earth, countless shoots appeared on the ground. Then, the seedlings slowly grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, until they were half a human tall, and then stopped growing.

Soon, ears of rice emerged from the green leaves, and only after they drooped with exhaustion and puffed up the plump grains of rice, did they stop growing.

Then, like the growth cycle of ordinary rice, the green rice gradually turns yellow, until it finally turns golden yellow everywhere, and it is completely ripe and ready for harvest.

The whole process didn't even take ten minutes, and Zhu Jun let the rice that took more than three months to mature go from seedling to maturity in the dry land, which was as magical as a trick.

Looking at the golden rice everywhere, Zhu Jun nodded secretly, and felt a little pity, if only he could be so awesome in his own world, or in other time and space, but it is a pity that only here is he the main god, and he can control all life and death.

"Go and harvest your food!" After everything was done, Zhu Jun said to the clansmen who were kneeling down to him very sharply.

The people of the "Thank you Hanlan God" looked back at the golden rice bunches, and their excitement was beyond words, and they all turned back to worship Zhu Jun.

Can they not be happy?

Seeing that the food is about to be cut off, it is good now, if we save some food, it will be enough for all the tribes to eat a year's food.

The problem of food was solved, and Zhu Jun was no longer polite, and put forward his own requirements to the patriarch to train the soldiers who were fighting.

In fact, almost all the people in this world are very powerful, there is no need for training at all, when countries and tribes start wars, they are directly pulling a group of young and strong guys to form a temporary army and the enemy to fight two wars, if you can fly, you will fight in the sky, and if you can't fly, you will fight on the ground, whoever persists to the end, who is the winner, there is no strategy at all, and the formation is said. The so-called new gods are actually the third type of people, who are not only infinitely powerful and able to fly, but also have a special ability that millions of people cannot have, spells.

The Seven New Gods are human beings with spells, they are invincible, invincible, and it is because of their spells that the fearful humans are worshiped as gods, and eventually evolve into real gods.

It's just that this kind of god, like ordinary people, is limited by life, and whenever a new god is about to die of old age, he will always designate an heir to the new god before he dies, or be seized by other careerists who can do magic.

Zhu Jun can kill those new gods, but he can't reverse the belief of human beings, without faith, even if he is the main god, he is also the main god without faith, and he cannot be regarded as a god who truly rules the space.

That's why he thought of using the Hanlan tribe to spread his faith and defeat those so-called new gods.

Of course, Zhu Jun couldn't do anything about changing food for the Hanlan tribe forever, or even all the tribes in the future, that would only make these people only know how to ask for it. Therefore, after seeing the primitive harvesting methods and cultivated land of the clansmen, Zhu Jun planned to teach some advanced ideas to these ignorant believers.

Cultivator? Hullers? Windmill?

It's too advanced, not to mention the ten problems of electricity, and you can't get out of diesel!

Or the original point, ploughing with cattle, hulling with grinding discs

Where are the cattle bought?

Own main plane? How to cover up the disappearance is a problem!

Huskies, there are a lot of things in the future world!

Forget it, pork is more expensive than gold, not to mention cattle, so it's worth more than diamonds!

It seems that this matter has to fall on Zhu Houzhao's head.

After Zhu Jun explained that the old patriarch selected the soldiers, he returned directly to reality, and then he didn't bother to buy any ancient costumes, and directly traveled to the time and space where Zhu Houzhao was.

But it didn't come at the right time

Because when he was standing in front of Zhu Houzhao's bed, this guy was doing what every pure man likes to do. Because of the bright yellow gauze, he couldn't see the situation inside, but just listening to the voices of the two of them, he knew that it was the most critical moment.

Disturbing people's good deeds is like killing his parents, he doesn't want to shout at this time to hurt the little emperor for life.

So, Zhu Jun, who was not ashamed, listened to the graceful wheezing sound of a certain woman on the bed, and turned around to come to the bedroom of His Majesty the Emperor.

Not to mention, although this kid is messing around, the layout of the dormitory is also decent, and there is no mess in it.

Zhu Houzhao didn't know what medicine he was taking, and Zhu Jun was almost tired of hearing it, so he could only sit on the dragon case and open the minister's fold to pass the time.

After reading the excerpt for a while, Zhu Jun finally felt why the emperor didn't sleep for half a night, these ministers all had a stinky problem, at least 700 words in a thousand-word excerpt were nonsense ancient texts, and only a few parts in the end were serious. Do you want the emperor to see your literary talents? It's a waste of time.

I looked through more than a dozen books, and there were all kinds of trivial things, such as the imperial history of so-and-so suing the official eunuch for not doing his job, and the official spitting on the ground had ** copies and so on. Moreover, more than half of the large number of them were played by these imperial historians. Of course, there are still a few books in it that are real national events, one is an excerpt of the household department, which says that there is a big flood in a certain place this year, the grain harvest fails, and the emperor hopes that the emperor will provide disaster relief and reduce taxes, and there are also military departments who ask for military salaries, and so on.

But what made Zhu Jun curious was why there was no impeachment of Liu Jin and Ximen Qingji, and after thinking about it in a blink of an eye, he understood it again, these folds had to go through the hands of the celebrant supervisor, and it was strange that the emperor could get there. And the celebrant also has the right to approve red, maybe Liu Jin's kid will directly beat the official who sued him.

With a few high-pitched and satisfied voices, Zhu Houzhao finally finished his work, got out of bed happily, and was about to put on his shoes when he saw a person sitting on his dragon case, and he was still looking through the folds, and suddenly became angry, "Bold, who are you, dare to sit on my dragon case?" ”

However, when Zhu Jun slowly raised his head and smiled at him, Zhu Houzhao was stunned for a moment, "It's you?" When did you come? ”

"I've been here for a while, and I can't bear to disturb His Majesty's Yaxing, so I have to look around and pass the time." Zhu Jun said with a smile.

"You stand down first." Zhu Houzhao's face was unhappy, but he didn't have a seizure on the spot, but said to the woman who was still lying on the bed and reminiscing about the last trace of pleasure. To be continued.