The picture in front of him changed, and when Qin Zhen opened his eyes again, he found himself back in the forest.

At this time, the center of his perspective was above the Book of Oracles, equivalent to the crown of the towering tree.

After shaking his head, Qin Zhen reacted, he glanced at it and saw that there were only women and children left in the village.

The women were doing their own thing, while the children, bare-assed, were playing.

The men in the village were not at home at the moment, and looking at the performance of the other villagers, Qin Zhen knew that they were hunting for food.

Not far from the towering trees, an ugly field appeared before his eyes.

The field is composed of three colors: yellow, green and gray, which are mixed with each other and are extremely unsightly.

Qin Zhen didn't find out for the first time what kind of bad luck had fallen on this land, so that it became what it is now.

But when he looked closer, he realized that this was a wheat field, and the yellow, green and gray crops were the famous wheat.

"Not only know how to eat, but also know how to plant, yes, the children can be taught!"

Qin Zhen sighed with emotion, and suddenly felt that he had great hope for this god.

The wheat apparently came from a miracle he had made that day.

The villagers, who were plagued by hunger, did not lose their minds, and they offered the full ears of wheat to the Book of the Gods, and after Qin Zhen left, they took them down and planted them in the fields.

Thinking about it, they also knew that if they could develop agriculture and grow their own grains, even if they encountered the siege of the previous two tribes, they would not be forced into a desperate situation.

However, the villagers had seen wheat as a crop, but they didn't know how to grow it.

The previous fast-growing seeds were created by the gods with divine power, and their vitality and vitality were far beyond that of ordinary crops, so that even if they were sprinkled on the land by the villagers, they could ripen and harvest overnight.

But the second generation of wheat that was replanted lost such divine power.

Xu has some remnants of divine power, and in the small half a month since Qin Zhen left, the second generation of wheat planted by the villagers also showed a golden color and was on the verge of maturity.

But more wheat, because of the poor care of the villagers, showed a blue-black dead state.

After all, it was just a product of a miracle made by himself, and the people in the village were all in a primitive and uncivilized state, although this wheat field was a little ugly, it could not attract Qin Zhen's attention.

He was waiting for the men who went out hunting, and his only believer, the village chief Bai Gan.

After waiting for about a few hours, Qin Zhen saw that the men in the village were walking back along the path that must be passed in the forest outside the village.

The person at the head is none other than his only believer, the village chief Bai Gan.

Da Zhuang and the other elites in the village followed behind Bai Gan with weapons, and the rest of the people were in the middle, they either carried or resisted, and each of them carried a lot of prey.

However, at the very end of the transportation procession, Qin Zhen saw a villager who was carried back by the two of them, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

"Is this someone hurt?"

Seeing that someone was injured, Qin Zhen's first reaction was to call up the data of this tribe.

He was relieved to see that the population of the tribe was still 200.

But then, dissatisfaction welled up in his heart.

If I remember correctly, when he left, the village chief patted his chest and promised that he would not hurt anyone in the village.

But for now, the village chief is clearly breaking his promise.

Seeing that the hunting party led by the village chief had returned to the confines of the village, Qin Zhen released a word of inquiry on the oracle book, and at the same time urged the divine power, causing the oracle book to flash a golden light.

......

At this time, Bai Gan, the village chief, was leading the hunting team back to the village with a full harvest.

In the miracle half a month ago, the people of Baijia Village harvested a lot of golden wheat.

The amount of wheat is not much, only enough for the people in the village to eat for a short time, but it is enough.

And the day after the miracle day, when the people of Baijia Village filled their stomachs and took up arms and came outside the village again, their energetic appearance made the people of the Evil Wolf tribe suspicious, and also made them give up the idea of continuing to besiege the village.

A crisis is over!

Perhaps because the baked flour dough did not taste very good, the people of Baijia Village, under the leadership of Bai Gan, soon began to hunt again.

During this half a month, they lived the same life as before the arrival of the gods.

In that life, disputes are always inevitable, including conflicts with the Wolf Tribe and the Tiger Tribe

In the previous conflicts, because of the presence of the village chief Bai Gan, they were always able to deal with it with ease, but this time, because the fight was a little too much, one person in the village was not lightly injured.

In the past, Bai Gan would not have cared at all, because it was too common to be injured in battles, but this time, the injured person in the village, he only suffered minor injuries, and he could heal in a few days.

However, he remembered that before the gods left, he had promised the other party that he would not let the people in the village get hurt.

"Be careful these days, and hopefully his injuries will heal before the gods return. ”

Bai Gan frowned and walked at the front of the line, without the festive look on the faces of the other villagers.

However, when he stepped into the confines of the village and saw the towering tree standing as far as his eyes could see, a golden light occupied his sight.

"Lord Spirit, you're back!"

Bai Gan had a happy look on his face, and at this moment, he completely forgot that someone in the village had just been injured, and feeling the call of the gods, he ran towards the Book of Oracles.

The rest of the village also noticed the change.

After Bai Gan left, Da Zhuang, who was at the front of the queue, stood still, a little overwhelmed.

At any other time, he would have been able to take over the position of village chief and arrange for others to do what they should do in an orderly manner.

However, the scene in front of him seemed to be the manifestation of the gods, and in the face of such a scene, he didn't know how to act for a while.

The women of the village were also shocked by the sudden golden light that greeted the return of the hunting party.

The gods appeared, and they, like Da Zhuang, stood in place, not knowing what to do.

But they all clearly remembered what the village chief Bai Gan had said, that is, when the gods appeared, they should all stand, which was the request of the gods.

On the other side, Bai Gan ran wildly to the oracle letter, but in this short time, he also remembered that someone in the village had been injured in the previous battle with the evil wolf tribe.

With apprehension, he looked at the Book of Oracles under the towering tree.

Then he saw a question from the gods.

Suddenly, he couldn't stand and fell to his knees with a snap.

"Please forgive me, Lord Spirit!"

Bai Gan's panicked voice sounded.

The village chief Bai Gan is to the villagers, just as Qin Zhen is to Bai Gan, it is like the existence of a god.

Now, Bai Gan, who looked like a god in their eyes, fell to his knees and made such a frightened sound, how could the other villagers not be frightened?

They also snapped and knelt down in unison.

"Please forgive me, Lord Spirit!"