A bag of aged noodles, a bag of aged rice, and a barrel of inferior oil are the basic prizes of every local person who participates in blood donation.

When these things were obtained, the natives were initially indifferent to rice noodles.

However, what distinguishes humans from other animals is that they can think, experiment, and learn.

So when the first daring natives licked the flour, they were shocked.

These white flower powders can be eaten, although the taste is very ordinary, but it can fill the stomach!

Dogan Moses stepped forward and kicked over the old man who was gulping down the flour.

"Dogs are not as good as things, is the treasure that God has given you to waste like this?"

Although Godan himself did not know what to do with the flour, he had heard from the gods that his fluffy stuff, called bread, was made from this flour.

"Fools, put away these treasures, and every time you go to sacrifice blood for the gods in the future, you can get these rewards."

"And later?"

Listening to the announcement of the new head, the natives were boiling.

In fact, when they were chosen to be sacrificed to the true gods, these natives had no waves in their hearts.

Whether it is to sacrifice to the god of the river or to the true god, it makes no difference to them at all.

So, they numbly accepted the arrangement of being drawn blood, and then quietly waited for death.

However, when they curled up in a thatched hut for a day and a night.

Death did not come as expected, and even they had some hunger......

It turns out that offering blood for the true God will not lead to the loss of life, but on the contrary, it will also give treasures!

What a generous and merciful deity!

Just as the natives were prostrate on the ground, worshipping the true god with devotion to the gods, the dog once again let people fetch a lot of supplies.

"The true gods have mercy on you stupid fellows, and they have not hesitated to expend their divine power to give you these even more powerful treasures.

Keep in mind that these treasures will only be distributed once, and if you want to get them in the future, you will need to make a great contribution to the true God. ”

Saying that, Da Niu and Dasha gave them an iron pot and two big jackets suspected of being black-hearted cotton according to their heads.

What the big jacket is for, the natives understand.

At first glance, this thing is a treasure that is warmer than the best animal skins.

In the summer, the natives used to be naked.

But in winter, the days are still warm in Vikoala, but the nights are already a little cold.

Every year, many frail elderly people are frozen to death at home before they have time to enter the list of worshipping river gods.

Therefore, holding the warm coat, the natives left tears of happiness, and kept chanting: "Thank God, thank God!" ”

"Dogs are not as good as things!"

Goudan stepped forward again and kicked a verbose old man over, "Lord Shin God said that I like your offerings more than your thanks!" ”

"Have you seen this iron pot? Who, old roe deer, put the pot down for me, this is not a shield! ”

The old man, named Old Roe Deer, was a famous warrior in the village when he was young, and he was about the same status as Dasha today.

His first reaction when he got the iron pot was to pick up the stone axe and hit it desperately, only to find that the thing was very strong and hung on his chest.

The dog wanted to step forward and kick the old roe deer.

But after thinking about it, he might still not be able to beat him, so he withdrew his foot and said with a disgusted face:

"The Lord Shin God said that this thing is called an iron pot, and it is a tool used to make food.

Whoever can be the first to learn how to use this iron pot and make food that satisfies the Lord God will be rewarded with the Descendants of the Phoenix! ”

"Descendants of the Phoenix?"

Among the ancient legends passed down by word of mouth of the Green Tribe, there are also legends of dragons and phoenixes.

Even, many stories say that the phoenix, a magical creature, lives in the far far north.

Therefore, when they heard that the reward was given to the descendants of the phoenix, the natives were terrified.

Isn't this an ancestor for the family, and if he doesn't serve him well, won't he be blamed by the gods?

"Don't worry, this phoenix descendant has already seen it, the temperament is superb, mighty, and golden and crispy, the meat is delicious, and it is very delicious......"

The dog egg recalled the fragrance of the golden crispy chicken just now, and for a while, saliva flowed down again.

I just don't know why Lord Shinjin would say such strange things while eating chicken.

"Shurima, your emperor has died."

What does that mean?

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Guo Ding has very little contact with ordinary natives.

As God, it is necessary to reduce the entanglement with mundane things,

But today, he made an exception to meet a native girl.

Even by the standards of the natives, this girl is not beautiful, but her smart eyes are impressive.

People with this kind of eye will give people a sense of wisdom.

Although this is very unscientific, it is clear that too large eyeballs can crowd out brain capacity.

Of course, the girl in front of her is indeed very smart, and the reason why she was able to meet the true God was because she had learned the language of God by listening to the conversation between Sgar and the dog.

She prostrate three meters away in front of Guo Ding, quietly waiting for Guo Ding to eat chicken.

Guo Ding opened a can of beer and drank beer while eating roast chicken, which was quite comfortable.

This is the dinner that Guo Ding bought for himself, which is somewhat extravagant, and is worth five hundred Baileys.

In order to reward himself for being so young and promising, he bought a big house in his early twenties.

"Would you like to try it too?"

Guo Ding ripped off a piece of chicken breast, put it in a porcelain bowl, and placed it on the ground.

The girl crawled forward solemnly, saluted Guo Ding, and ate slowly.

Guo Ding remembered the way the dog d'affaire used to be, eating chicken neck with his teeth and claws.

Guo Ding wants to depose this cuckold king, it's a shame!

After eating most of the chicken, Guo Ding felt a little full.

Throwing the rest of the chicken rack to the drooling Sigar on the side, Guo Ding looked at the native girl:

"Tell me, what are you looking for me? Since you are able to teach yourself the Divine Word of Success, then you have the qualifications to ask me for advice. ”

"Great God!"

The girl looked at Guo Ding with burning eyes, this fair-skinned and tall man had a wisdom that all the wise people in the tribe could not have.

"When you were choosing the servants of the Blood Sacrifice, you said that only those who are healthy and pure in blood will meet your requirements......"

"Yet you did not give up on the Unclean, for you are so loving and wise, that you have cured their ailments with miraculous potions, and washed away their impurities......

"The witch of this generation of the Green Tribe, hereby humbly implore you, please allow me to learn from you this miraculous healing technique......"

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