In this space, although the earth has been shaken, the altar in the center of this tribe is intact.

In the center of the altar, a fruit resembling a pineapple, but with a strange spiral pattern, was half-mosaic.

Looking at the fruit of this strange pattern, Wang Chenyin was also stunned, and then lowered his head and looked carefully.

"How is this strange fruit so familiar." Soon, this fruit was matched with an object in Wang Chenyin's mind.

"This, isn't this the Devil Fruit in One Piece, how can it appear here, could it be that the broken world is the One Piece world."

Thinking in his heart, Wang Chenyin wanted to go down immediately to take a closer look at this Devil Fruit, and was using his Heavenly Dao ability to analyze this Devil Fruit.

However, at this moment, all of Wang Chenyin's energy was fully fusing the fragment of the world that was twice the size of his own miniature space.

For what Wang Chenyin thinks, it is impossible to realize it at all, except to look at it through his own God's perspective, there is no way.

"Let's first go all out to fuse the fragments of this world, and those rules that have been swallowed must also be sorted out.

When I'm done with that, I'll go and see the Devil Fruit, which is there anyway, and I can't throw it away. ”

After no longer bothering to ask about the Devil Fruit on the altar, watching that space fragment was being controlled by himself little by little, for a while, Wang Chenyin became bored again.

At this time, the whole space was still dark, and the tribe, after the earthquake, the entire tribe was destroyed except for the altar.

After the entire space calmed down, under the leadership of the tribe's patriarch, the tribe's young men began to tidy up the collapsed tents and various items scattered all over the place.

As a Heavenly Dao, Wang Chenyin could see every move of all the creatures in the entire space. Their words are also clear.

On the ground, this piece of land is only two square kilometers, and with the space on Wang Chenyin's side, it is three square kilometers in size.

Moreover, in these three square kilometers of land, there are still dozens of rules that Wang Chenyin has not had time to integrate.

These rules were bound by Wang Chenyin in the sky above the space, and the colorful rules were constantly changing like the aurora in the sky.

"Patriarch, what are we going to do next?" A tribal warrior asked in front of the patriarch.

Wang Chenyin looked at the entire tribe, there were a total of fifty-five people, of which forty were elderly, women and children, and the remaining ten were young and strong.

The entire tribe is the strength of the zero order, that is, the warrior standing next to the patriarch is stronger, and it seems that he wants to break through the first order.

The whole tribe, everyone was dressed in animal skins and stone tools, and the tents were made of wood and straw.

"I'll go and prepare the sacrifice and pray to the gods." The patriarch sighed as he looked around at the ruined tribe in the light of the sky.

"So how do I do that?" The warrior of the Horde asked.

"You take a few warriors from the tribe and look around to see what has happened to the ground. Don't go too far. The patriarch said.

"Okay, patriarch, be careful yourself." The warrior nodded, and left with his stone axe.

Then, Wang Chenyin saw that the patriarch, with the help of several women, had prepared some dried meat and fruits and placed them on the altar.

Then, with the sacrificial text in his mouth, he led his people to bow down to the altar and pray.

"Great God of Nature, I, the Asuka Tribe, pray to you once again that you may accept our best and show us the way."

After reciting it silently in his heart several times, and kneeling down to the altar more than a dozen times, the patriarch took the clansmen to get up.

Then, the whole tribe began to rebuild their tents around the altar.

Looking at the busy tribe, Wang Chenyin thought in his heart. "It's a pity that I can't pull out my hand now, or I can pretend to be their god, so that as long as I can send down the so-called miracles and oracles, I can make the whole tribe obey my orders."

Then, Wang Chenyin turned his gaze to the group of tribal warriors who went out. The warrior whose strength Wang Chenyin saw was about to reach the first order was the warrior chief of the tribe.

Led by the warrior commander, he walked around the tribe.

Since the whole space is three square kilometers, there is also one square kilometer of wasteland.

It didn't take long for this tribal warrior to come to the edge of the space, and seeing that the world seemed to be cut by a barrier, all of a sudden, the uninformed warriors began to panic.

After some panic, the warrior leader hurriedly returned to the tribe with his people and reported the situation to the chief.

"Patriarch, our tribe is now like a cage, with no fruit, no water, no original hunting ground, nothing." The warrior chief spoke to the patriarch.

"What, how did the world come to be like this." After listening to the warrior's words, the patriarch also stared, his face full of disbelief.

"The clan still has some food and water, enough for us to last a few days." Cheering up, the patriarch said to the warrior chief. "You stabilize the people first, and then I'll go and pray to the gods."

"Yes, Patriarch." The warrior commander also nodded.

After the warrior chief left, the patriarch walked towards the altar with a face full of despair, muttering in a low voice. "How did it become like this, how did it become like this."

The whole person walked to the altar like a zombie, knelt down in front of the altar, and prayed in his mouth. "Great God of Nature, what should we do, ask the gods for guidance."

However, the patriarch's prayer was destined to be fruitless, and Wang Chenyin had no way to deal with the request of the patriarch of the Assuka tribe at this time.

Wang Chenyin, who was fully fusing the world, could only watch the prayers of this patriarch through the perspective of God at this time.

Under the spread of a few outgoing warriors, soon, the entire Asuka tribe knew about the tribe's situation at this time.

Soon, a sense of desperation spread throughout the tribe. If it weren't for the pacification of the patriarch and the chief of the warriors, no one would have committed suicide.

"Fortunately, the tribe still has some food and water, and it can last for a few days." Looking at the Flying Bird tribe, which was almost in despair, Wang Chenyin sighed.

"Hopefully, this tribe will hold on until I can make a move."

In this way, two days passed, and finally, the fragment of the world was integrated into his own miniature space by Wang Chenyin and completely mastered by himself.

Then, Wang Chenyin began to deal with the affairs of the flying bird tribe on the ground.