On the third day of the village chief's exit, when the men of the village wiped their sharp weapons and prepared to fight for life and death with the people of the evil wolf tribe.

Under the leadership of the village chief, they pounced.

Xu is aware of the crisis they are facing, and the well-intentioned people of the Evil Wolf Tribe have calculated that their village has not hunted prey for 6 days.

Faced with the villagers who were severely short of food and planned to fight on their backs, the people of the Evil Wolf Tribe used the same tactics.

They avoided fighting, harassing on the side, neither confronting the people of the village head-on, nor allowing them to hunt.

This war of attrition is a huge test for all three parties, but the people in the village must not be able to hold on first.

When the village chief returned to the village with all the men of the village, he was confronted with hungry and eagerly awaited women and children.

An air of despair began to permeate the village.

They all knew that without food, everyone would starve to death here.

Maybe the people of the Wolf Tribe and the Tiger Tribe were willing to accept the women and children, but by that time, there were not many people left alive.

"God, the gods will guide us. ”

In this most desperate moment, the village chief placed his hope in the gods.

"Gods, miracles!"

All the villagers who had seen the miracle on the rocky beach had their eyes lit up when they heard these two words.

They revere the gods, they admire the gods, and in this regard, the villagers are more than the village chief.

So, in the open space of the village, all 200 people of the village fell to their knees, as if they were in front of a rocky beach.

They prayed to the gods that He would show them the way and bring them out of their predicament.

They prayed with the most solemn ceremony and the most earnest feelings.

When the village chief looked up at the simple altar that had been laid out with the Book of Oracles, he was amazed to see a pile of golden wheat appear on the simple altar.

"Miracle, this is the gods who have heard our prayers!"

The village chief shouted excitedly.

The villagers also raised their heads, and they looked at the pile of golden wheat on the platform, and their expressions were extremely excited.

The wheat appeared out of thin air, which really subverted everyone's imagination and made them feel the power of the gods.

However, this pile of wheat, when it is full, is only enough for one or twenty people to eat.

There are 200 people in the village, but some monks have too much porridge and too little porridge to be useful.

The village chief was worthy of Qin Zhen's trustworthy and good subordinates, and he soon understood that these wheat were not food, but seeds.

They live on this land, and similar crops have been seen before.

In the past, they also happened to find a wheat field and harvested the wheat to eat as food.

It's just that they don't farm on their own, but hunt for a living.

But that doesn't mean they don't know how to farm, they haven't eaten pork, haven't they seen pigs run?

Although they had never cultivated food, they knew that they would reap the fruits by planting seeds.

"It's just that these golden wheat, from planting to harvesting, will take at least three or four months, is it still too late?"

The village chief knows wheat and knows the growth patterns of this type of crop.

Now that the people in the village have not eaten for almost a day, they are hungry, can they still hold on until the wheat is ripe?

With this doubt, the village chief distributed the wheat and asked the villagers to clear a vacant lot in the village and plant the wheat.

Then some water was brought in and simply watered.

This is already their most complete understanding of farming!

If it were ordinary wheat, it would be difficult to germinate, but it was a product of the gods.

The fields where the wheat was sprinkled did not change, and the village chief asked everyone to go to rest first to save energy.

He squatted at the edge of the field, guarding the wheat with guilt.

The village is now in an existential crisis, and it is entirely his responsibility that he is focused on deciphering the oracles left by the gods, and neglecting the management of the village, which has led to the current situation.

The night passed slowly, and the field that the village chief was looking at did not change in any way.

The wheat that was planted did not even sprout up.

Light began to appear on the horizon, and dawn was coming.

The villagers in the village are about to wake up.

However, the field in front of me is still the same as when the wheat was first planted.

"Gods, please bless us!"

The village chief closed his eyes and uttered the most sincere prayer, and at the same time, the sky became clear, and dawn had arrived.

When the village chief opened his eyes, the field in front of him was covered with golden wheat.

"Miracles, miracles have appeared!"

The village chief's shouts resounded throughout the village, waking the villagers from their sleep.

The villagers came out of the hut and shouted for joy when they saw the golden wheat in the fields.

Even though they had been hungry for a whole day, some for two days, they were diluted with joy when they saw the golden wheat on the ground.

Under the organization of the village chief, the ripe wheat was gathered, and the fullest ears of wheat were picked out, and the tribute was placed on the altar in front of the Book of Oracles.

That night, everyone roasted and ate the milled wheat flour and water on the fire.

Qin Zhen didn't know whether this dough tasted good or not, but looking at the way they were feasting, he could also know that this was a rare delicacy for them

After all, it's a lifesaver!

After being hungry for two or three days, it is already rare to have something to eat, and it doesn't matter if it tastes good or not.

The village chief on the side, looking at the happy smiles on everyone's faces, and then thinking of the golden ground he saw when he opened his eyes before, suddenly gave birth to a special feeling in his heart.

"Is this what ......?"

He hurriedly put down the dough in his hand and ran straight in the direction of the altar, but halfway through the run, he turned back, found clean water, and carefully washed his hands.

In the midst of the strange gazes of all the villagers, the village chief came to the altar, stretched out his hands, and picked up the oracle book.

After that, he flipped it open with his trembling hands.

The Book of Oracles, page one, with a line written on it.

"In a year's time, a great catastrophe will befall this tribe"

Suddenly, the village chief was stunned.

Surprise, consternation, and horror all appeared on his face at the same time.

He was pleasantly surprised to finally see the contents of the oracle, and was astonished to see the meaning of the words, and when he understood the meaning of the words, the look on his face turned to horror.

That's right, witnessing the miracle of the instant ripening of wheat, the village chief officially became a believer in Qin Zhen.

Because of this, he could see what was written in the oracles.

And after gaining the first believer, Qin Yu also officially became a god!