At the exit of the underground 'hole' and 'hole' of the indigenous people, thousands of indigenous people are cheering, moving the mountains of grain, cloth, standard swords and other things in the valley outside the exit into the 'hole' and 'hole'. Several small transport ships are still taking off and landing, and hundreds of engineering robots are unloading neat packages from the transport ships and 'handing' them to the excited natives.

300,000 tons of grain, 8,000 standard containers of cloth, 100,000 S-III standard swords, 230,000 D-V multifunctional field daggers, countless portable first-aid kits, and various oral 'medicines', these are the supplies that the indigenous people have received this time.

Long Zun Weide borrowed a few transport ships from Fang Yuan and emptied the two most remote military warehouses of the No. 2 Military Region, so that he could gather a huge amount of supplies.

The joy of the indigenous people is almost indescribable. In their eyes, this was a manifestation of the infinite power of the gods - the gods had stolen so much material from the evil visitors from the heavens, the gods were so great, the gods were so great, they could not express their reverence for the gods. 300,000 tons of grain, although the amount is not very large, but it is enough to ensure the food supply for the young children in the tribe. With so much cloth, it is even more possible to make those children dress warmly. Swords and daggers, needless to say, are good stuff. As for the first aid kits and 'medicine' products, how many people can be saved by so many 'medicine' products?

Standing on a rock, he watched the natives bust like moving ants, and he laughed with a red 'hehe' on his face, while a group of native priests gathered around the rock, patting the sycophants of Longzun Wede with their meagre words. It's so great, it's amazing, it's amazing, it's incredible, a little god next to the god actually sent so many supplies! So, when the gods come again, how many good things will he bring?

The eldest priests puffed up their chests, their faces flushed with oil. What a windfall! In the past, they sent a large number of tribesmen to loot those immigrant cities, and the daily necessities of the immigrant cities were distributed according to the quota every day, and the immigrants could not find even a single extra grain of rice in their homes, even if they broke through a few cities, they did not have much gain. If you want to loot the warehouses of the military region, it is even more impossible, which military district warehouse is not closely protected?

If it weren't for the pair of thieves such as Long Zun Weide and Fang Wen, and if it weren't for Ziyi Walker Wude who lifted the defense systems of those two warehouses, how could these materials be stolen?

The two independent battalions that were originally responsible for the security of these two warehouses, their battalion commanders had just been invited by the Military Intelligence Bureau to drink tea, the newly appointed battalion commanders had not yet arrived, and the lower-level officers in the battalion had also been invited by the Military Intelligence Bureau for various reasons. The warehouses have been emptied, and these soldiers are still doing survival training in the mountains dozens of kilometers away!

"God says there will be more food, clothing, and use, but God is not ready to give you these things for free."

Dragon Venerable Virtue began to act as a divine stick. His body swelled violently to a height of more than three meters, and his whole body released a dazzling golden light, like a golden-armored god-man. The native priests and the natives who were carrying the supplies fell to their knees at the same time, worshipping the dragon and the dragon. Ziyi Walker Wude, who was squatting aside, gently pressed a few buttons on a remote control disk in his hand, and the three-dimensional holographic system hidden behind Longzun Weide suddenly worked. When a round of silver Buddha light appeared behind Long Zun Weide's head, and when seven or eight golden 'colored' lotus flowers emerged from the 'door' of Long Zun Weide's brain, Long Zun Weide spoke again.

"There are more good things, but it requires a certain amount of effort from you. God will guide you forward, and you just have to do God's will, and you will be able to get those things. Now go and select a group of smart, clever young people, and God will impart some knowledge to them, which will be used when the time comes. ”

Raising his head, Long Zun Weide looked at the phantom of the lotus 'flower' that appeared on his head, and couldn't help but feel a burst of anger: "***, why did this lotus 'flower' and 'flower' petals fall off more than half?" Where did you get this material? The lotus canopy has lotus seeds! "However, I don't think these natives know what this thing is, so they can fool the past!

"In three days, assemble an army of at least one million men, each of whom needs to be equipped with at least one powerful monster. When everything is ready, God will lead you to get those things. And, teach a good lesson to the demons who have invaded your land and killed your kin! Long Zun Weide opened his arms and shouted loudly, Ziyi Walker Wude's finger pressed on the remote control disk, and he heard a loud sound, and more than a dozen white 'colored' wings and shadows suddenly stretched out from behind Long Zun Weide.

Long Zun Weide's face twitched fiercely. Long Wen, who was standing on a mountain rock and commanding his sons to land a transport ship, suddenly saw the wings that emerged from behind Long Zun Weide, and couldn't help but 'quack' a few wild laughs, stumbled under his feet, and slid down the mountain rock in embarrassment, almost missing a dog to eat.

Long Zun Weide's murderous eyes looked at Ziyi Walker Wude, who was squatting far away.

Ziyi Walker Wude spread his hands extremely aggrieved, and his fingers pressed a few times on the remote control disk, and suddenly there was a small song in the sky, and the holy light and the translucent mandala 'flower' petals floated down at the same time, among which there were angels floating 'swinging' and flying in the sky, causing those natives to hurriedly kowtow and worship, and chant eulogies in praise of the gods. This three-dimensional holographic system made by Ziyi Walkwud has indeed reached the Mahayana realm of combining Chinese and Western cultures!

As for Long Zun Weide, he didn't even have the strength to be angry.

In a village in the underground 'cave' and 'cave', an indigenous old man held a bone staff and looked at the clansmen who reported to him with a gloomy face.

"The people of the gods have sent so many things... After listening to the report of the clansmen, the old man drove the clansman out of the house, and said to himself in a gloomy voice: "In this way, the priests will definitely be supported by the clansmen." Hmph, a little bit of food, a little bit of clothing, and a little bit of weapons, and they were bought. ”

"No, it can't be like this. The power of the priests was great before, and if God continued to support them unreservedly, then what power did we, the three patriarchs, have to speak of? The old man gritted his teeth, and a trace of extremely fine green light flashed in the depths of his eyes. He said in a deep voice: "Kill that 'bastard', that day he actually ordered someone to assassinate God in front of so many clansmen!" Although God does not pursue this matter, yet ... The priests must have remembered this. How could they possibly let the killings go? Once... ”

"Blue-blooded, green-blooded, and purple-blooded... The old man lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and finally he stood up suddenly, cautiously walked to the 'door' and looked left and right, and ordered a few 'fine' warriors in front of the 'door' to put away their own 'door', and then he closed the 'door' of the room, and blocked the 'door' with a big stone, and then cautiously came to the inner room of the house.

There was nothing in the back room, just a wooden 'bed' and a few wooden cupboards.

The old man closed the door, and he dragged the wooden bed aside, revealing a small tunnel entrance under the bed. He quickly burrowed into the tunnel, and walked forward like a groundhog along the low tunnel for about a dozen kilometers before he came out from the other end.

This is a natural 'cave', and there is no way out in all directions, only the tunnel leading to the outside. An underground river about the size of a bucket flows through it, bringing fresh air to the 'cave'. The 'cave' is inlaid with dozens of giant beast life crystals the size of a human head, and the crystals release a warm light, illuminating this 'cave' about five or six hundred square meters in size.

The place where the old man came out was a small 'hole' by the underground river. As soon as he came out, a dark green scimitar was placed on his neck, and a hoarse and cold voice asked in a low voice, "Who?" The scimitar shook slightly, intentionally or unintentionally shaved off a strand of the old man's hair.

The old man trembled and whispered, "Ya, it's me." ”

The scimitar flashed, and the knife wielder danced the scimitar out of a knife 'flower', and slowly 'inserted' it back into the scabbard at his waist. The third prince of the blue-blooded clan, who was wearing a pair of animal skin 'pants' on his upper body and a pair of animal skin 'pants' on his lower body, slowly took a few steps back, looked at the old man gloomily and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing here?" ”

The old man sighed, looked at Ya and whispered, "I'm coming to see you, my child." Don't you remember what happened before? ”

Ya's eyes flashed with an electronic light similar to that of a robot that natural creatures could not have, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he said lightly: "No." You say you're my father, but I don't remember it at all. Okay, you've been here for a long time, what the hell are you trying to do? ”

The body trembled slightly, the old man looked at Ya for a long time, and the old man's face suddenly 'revealed' a trace of hideous murderous aura.

"Well, you've forgotten about me. What the hell did those demons do to you? When the people found you, you were wandering around the jungle. What exactly did they do to you? But, since you can't remember that I'm your father, and you can't remember that you're the third prince of the blue-blooded clan, then... The old man sighed, and a gentle smile appeared on his face: "Ya, I came here today to tell you something." Do you want to be more powerful? ”

Ya's eyes lit up, and he asked urgently: "Great power, of course, do you have a way?" ”

The old man nodded slightly, and he smiled, "Of course there is a way." But, after you get that power, you're going to kill a few people. Can you do it? ”

"Murder? Of course, I can! Ya confidently 'pulled' out the dark green 'colored' three-foot-long scimitar, and gently danced a knife 'flower'.

The old man glanced at the scimitar gloomily and shook his head gently.

"Is the demon a weapon for him? What did the devil want to do when he sent him back? But no matter what, it's good, it's good, it's just right. It would be better for him, controlled by demons, to kill the gods ... Even gods can be killed. Isn't the god who was slain? ”

The old man's face once again 'revealed' an extremely hideous sneer.