The exclamation came from the edge of the stream, which immediately attracted the attention of both teams.

"What happened?"

The deacon, who was in charge of going to the jungle to pick wild fruits, drew the long sword at his waist and rushed over with the people, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he was also stunned like the deacon in charge of fishing.

On the water of the stream, an illusory figure loomed.

The shallow light shines on the bright moonlight, like a light veil draped over the body, covering the graceful body, but even so, the fishtail under the figure is still conspicuous, not to mention that the fishtail is still blooming with colorful, coral-like colors.

Only that face, in a ray of light, could not be seen at all.

"This, this ......"

More than a dozen temple deacons stared in amazement at the illusory, glittering figure in front of them that appeared above the stream.

They were a little overwhelmed.

Even more overwhelmed are the civilians.

The priest, who hurried from afar, had a solemn face.

"Are you the deity of this stream?"

The priest in charge of cooking asked cautiously.

The mermaid-like figure nodded slightly.

Although the face is obscured by the light, such movements are still clearly visible.

Immediately the priest fell on his knees to the ground.

"Forgive us for our ignorance."

"I beg your pardon."

Following the priest, the deacons and commoners knelt down and bowed.

For such a world where the gods are present, for the gods, anyone knows what to do.

However, the eyes of the 'god of the stream' swept over the prostrating crowd and then looked to the back of the crowd.

Qin Ran's figure appeared there.

He strode over the crowd and stood at the front of the crowd, looking calmly at the 'God of the Stream' in front of him.

And the priest who bowed down to the ground had his heart raised to his throat.

He was very nervous.

Tension, a battle that could have been avoided, just erupted.

And with the rumored temper of the Lord in front of him......

It really seems inevitable.

As for the worries?

Inexistent.

The strength of Your Excellency in front of you is not ordinarily powerful, although you are still mortal, but you have the name of 'God Slayer', and the gods of Navia City who are as powerful as 'Lady of Wealth' have been beheaded by this Excellency, and the nameless god in front of you is definitely not your opponent.

It's just that......

The thought that this was a battle that had been brought about by a meal of dinner made the priest feel inexplicably absurd.

But immediately, the priest and the deacons and commoners behind him opened their mouths wide.

Because, in their eyes, the 'god of streams' actually bent down slightly and saluted to the lord in front of them.

Salute?!

Hiss!

Unconsciously, everyone gasped.

They watched in a daze as the 'God of the Stream' disappeared in front of them, but two more beautifully woven baskets appeared on the banks of the stream.

The basket was filled with fruit and fresh fish.

Each fruit is large and delicious.

Every fish is big and alive.

What does that mean?

Tribute?

Unconsciously, such thoughts appeared in the hearts of people who knelt on the ground.

A god pays tribute to 'mortals'?

No!

Impossible!

How could a god pay tribute to mortals?!

It must be......

Inexplicably, a bold guess appeared in their hearts.

Then, instinctively, the direction in which these people knelt changed slightly with the movement of their knees.

Qin Ran saw such a change, but did not stop it.

After all, that's what he wants.

Qin Ran raised his hand and bent down, picked up a fruit, and took a bite.

In the crisp sound, the sweetness filled the tip of his tongue, and Qin Ran couldn't help but squint his eyes.

It is worthy of the fruit selected by the mimosa.

That's right, these fruits and fish are picked by mimosas!

In Qin Ran's backpack, there are not many supplies such as food, but every time before entering the dungeon world, a reserve will be made.

Because, no one knows what will be encountered in the dungeon world.

And when Mimosa learned about Qin Ran's habit, she would choose the right food every time.

This time was no exception.

In addition to the fruits and fish, there are also some cooked bento boxes and several canned foods with special functions.

Of course, the latter is not needed in the immediate situation.

Fruit and fish are enough.

"What a blessing!"

After Qin Ran, who understood how much work Mimosa had left for him, couldn't help but let out such an admiration, he clenched the [Shampoo Conch] in his palm, nodded to the priest who was still kneeling on the ground, and turned around and returned to the same way.

There are no useless props.

Only useless players.

I'm afraid that no one in the huge city would have thought that a magic-level clutter would play an unexpected role at the V. level.

Feeling the beating of the flames in the chaos in his mind, the corners of Qin Ran's mouth curled.

He knew that this was just the beginning.

Over time, certain rumors are bound to ferment.

And when the fermentation reaches a certain level, it will cause some qualitative changes.

"Thank you for this world where the gods appeared."

Qin Ran thought silently in his heart.

And would it be a conscience to do so?

No.

Compared to the harvest god who turned his back on the believers, Qin Ran thought that he was just taking a proper reward, he protected the safety of these people, escorted these people to a safe place, and then, received the due reward.

The only thing that makes a difference is that the remuneration is more abstract.

Dinner was completed faster than expected.

When Qin Ran stepped out of the carriage, he could clearly feel the change in the gazes of the people around him.

Even the old priest's gaze changed.

Apparently, he underestimated the speed at which Aboriginal folklore rumors spread.

"What happened to Pelt?"

Qin Ran asked knowingly as he took over the dinner—a mix of re-baked bread, fish soup, and fruit and a little wild vegetables dotted around the plate.

It's not an elaborate dinner, but it's satisfying enough on a night in the wild.

In particular, in Qin Ran's dinner, there was a whole golden grilled fish.

This is something that no one else has.

Moreover, there is no objection to any of them.

Not only because of Qin Ran's strength, but also because of what happened by the stream just now: being paid homage by the gods!

Even a nameless god.

It was enough to make all the aborigines frightened.

In addition, it was not seen by one person, and there were priests and deacons among them, so people did not suspect that it was a rumor at all.

After a moment's hesitation, the old priest finally made up his mind.

He lowered his voice and asked Qin Ran with a slight restraint to the extent that only two people could hear it.

"Lord Lane, have you become a god?"