The fiery sunset ignites the clouds on the horizon, and the hot heat wave raises the wind and sand all over the sky to the sky.

The setting sun broke into the Chu tribe's council hall through the lintel, and the scrawny young man leaned over, holding a sharpened charcoal and explaining something while drawing on the board, while the chiefs and chiefs sat around with different expressions on their faces.

Chu Qili raised his head and looked at the rugged man in front of him, "Chief Chief, just like this, the land of the tribe is intensive, and then divided into four equal parts. Half of them are staggered every quarter to allow the land to recuperate. In this way, the problem of successive declines in tribal grain production can be improved. ”

The chief's expression was a little helpless, but his cold attitude did not dampen Chu Qili's enthusiasm, and as he spoke, he took out a palm-sized fruit from his pocket.

"Everyone, please look!" Chu Qili said as he showed the fruit to everyone, "The yield of this leaf and stem crop I have cultivated is more than twice that of the cereals grown by the tribe. In the cellar, it can be stored for a whole year, and with it, the food problem in the tribe can be solved!"

"So what?" replied the chief only absent-mindedly.

"According to my detection and analysis, this entire Mobei Plain seems to be a valley eroded by wind and sand. In fact, it is not as serious as it seems, and the wind and sand are only a shallow layer. ”

The middle-aged man was quite impatient and interrupted, "Enough, you don't have to say ......"

Chu Hali, who was almost selfless, turned a deaf ear to this, "If you can plant a drought-resistant tree in the forest behind the tribe on a large scale, you can improve the wind-blown sand environment in the entire Mobei within three to five years." At that time, Mobei, with the plains as the main landform, could supply grain to the whole world. Solve this basic problem of survival, and our war with the orcs will be over......"

He wanted to say something more, but the chief suddenly exerted his strength, and the muscles in his arm bulged exaggeratedly, and smashed the plank in front of everyone.

"Hate Li, only by constantly cultivating the Source Law and improving your strength can you protect the tribe from being trampled on by the orcs!"

The chief pointed to the broken piece of wood in front of him, "As for these...... I don't want to hear from you anymore. ”

Seeing this situation, the leaders did not touch this moldy head, and they all kept silent. And seeing his blueprint being shattered, Chu Qili was also a little depressed, and stood there like grass and trees without saying a word.

Just as everyone was silent, the deputy chief with his hair full of hair stood up and said, "The patriarch is angry, the little leader also made such a suggestion for the sake of the tribe, although it is a bit fantastical, but there is no malice. ”

After taking two breaths hard, the chief calmed down and said, "Tomorrow the tribe will carry out a hunting operation, and I hate you to follow them to hone and hone, and I am about to become an adult......"

Speaking of this, the chief's cloudy eyes also added a little emotion, "The days are so fast." ”

Chu Qili was not very interested, and after a hasty answer, he took the lead in retiring.

"Indeed, the days pass so fast...... Chu Hatali, who walked alone in the sunset, couldn't help but have thousands of thoughts.

In the blink of an eye, sixteen years have passed since that explosion, and sixteen years have passed since I left that turquoise planet. In his last life, he spent almost half of his life in the border of the motherland managing the harsh environment, and was blown away by the wind and sand for most of his life.

In this life, he became an orphan at an early age, and was born in this primitive tribe that attaches great importance to the inheritance of blood, so he has become the seven leaders of this tribe since he was a child.

But who would want to follow a leader who can't even eat in troubled times? Behind him are only a group of old, weak, sick and young who have been picked up, and they seem to have long become the oil bottles of the tribe......

"Xiaohu, why are you squatting here?" Squatting in front of the dilapidated wooden door was a child who was not yet high enough to reach the height of his legs, his face was dark, and he didn't know which quagmire he had just come from.

Xiaohu looked at Chu Qili aggrievedly, and complained in a milky voice while holding his stomach: "Little leader, I'm hungry ......."

"Hungry, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'll go get food for Xiaohu." Rubbing Xiaohu's dirty face, Chu Heli led him into the old thatched house.

A pot of charcoal was lit, and the dark house was also illuminated, and the wooden lid on the bamboo basket was lifted, and seven or eight steamed buns with white flowers were lying in it.

"Oh, Xiaohu is hungry, right?" Chu Qili picked up one and handed it to Xiaohu, "Don't go, just eat here first." He stopped Xiaohu again and asked Xiaohu to sit aside.

Lifting the empty rice bowl, Chu Heli put the rice at the bottom of the tank into a cloth bag and put it into the basket.

And the little tiger next to him gobbled it up, and the steamed bun that was not big was swallowed in an instant, "Little tiger, you haven't eaten yet." Chu Qili hung the basket in Xiaohu's hand, "You have to bring these to your grandmother to eat together." ”

"Thank you, little chief!" said the little tiger crisply.

"Okay, it's getting dark, let's go home and eat with grandma. Seeing Xiaohu bouncing away, he was also much more relieved.

"Goo-Goo......

Chu Qili looked down at the strange screaming stomach, and said helplessly, "You just be honest." ”

Trying to concentrate, Chu Hate sat down and began to operate the source method of public cultivation, but today, he was a lot more excited than before.

Looking inwards at the golden ball of light inside it, the coiled cracks in the light made it look like an egg about to burst.

Chu Hatli practiced qi at the age of six, and he made no progress in ten years, so he became a freak and a laughing stock in the eyes of others, and all this started from it.

Constantly running the source method, the source gas slowly fell like water droplets, irrigating the light. "After sucking my source qi for ten years, today I want to see what kind of fame is hidden here!"

As the source qi continued to drip down, the cracks and rays of the light cluster were even worse, shattering at the moment when they reached the extreme. Just when Chu Hatli was puzzled, a strange voice came from his mind:

The Savior Hero system is on

Host: Chu Hatli;

Source gas level: none;

Special constitution: none;

Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Source Law, "Records of the Ancient Society......

"Savior hero?" Listening to the "gurgling" belly, Chu hated to be amused. Just as he was worrying about how to fill his stomach next, a familiar child's cry outside the door attracted his attention.

Chu Qili hurriedly walked to the door and said with concern: "Xiaohu, what's wrong?" When he looked up, he saw his grandmother leading the crying little tiger to come.

"Grandma, why are you here at night?" Chu Qili hurriedly stepped forward to help the old man into the house, and on the way, the old man also taught the children around him from time to time.

"Alas, Xiaohu, this kid is really ignorant, not only came to you again to beg for food, but also brought back a big basket of food. How can this make you live?" Grandma sighed with a sour nose, "I have a handful of old bones, and starving to death can be regarded as reducing the burden on this vein......"

Chu Geli comforted the sobbing little tiger and said with a smile, "It is said that there is an old man in the family and there is a treasure, how can everyone treat you as a burden?"

The white-haired old man looked up and smiled at him, noncommittal, and said, "I can't take this grain from you, I know, and it's hard to live without you." ”

Chu Hatli was about to shirk it, but his stomach screamed angrily. Seeing this, the grandmother immediately put down the bamboo basket and turned around to leave.

"Grandma and so on. Chu Qili took out two steamed buns and put them aside, and then carried the basket over, "Tomorrow I will go to participate in the hunting operation, don't worry about food, you can take these grandmothers back to eat." If that's not enough, come back to me. ”

After speaking, Chu Qili hung the basket around Xiaohu's neck, "I am the leader, and I have the obligation to ensure that the clansmen are not starved to death! Not to mention that Xiaohu is still a child, let alone starving!"

"Increases Faith by 30. Gain faith for the first time and trigger God's Gift. ”

In his mind, the cold mechanical voice sounded again, making Chu Qili a little worried about his condition.

"It's dark outside, I'll take you back. Chu Qili saw the tears in the corners of his grandmother's eyes, and helped her slowly walk to the door.

Sending Xiaohu and Grandma back, Chu Qili hurriedly ran home to check if there was anything wrong with his body. He still has memories of his past life, so he is very worried about whether he has auditory hallucinations and mental illnesses such as paranoia.

The light cluster in his body had long since disappeared, and Chu Qili could no longer find any trace of it, so he had no choice but to say in desperation, "Who are you?"

There was no reply. Chu Qili changed his mind and continued to ask, "Then what is this belief value, and what is the use?"

Finally, a reply came to my mind, "As a savior, the host must gain the faith of others, and then obtain faith points to achieve the ultimate goal." Faith points can be exchanged for items to assist the host in completing goals. ”

"That's... What can be exchanged?" Chu Qili, who was confused, did not refute it, but tried to verify the authenticity along the explanation in his mind.

A dazzling array of exercises, martial arts, and chaotic treasures emerge in front of you. It took Chu Heli a long time to roughly read the contents, although those source methods and martial arts were marked with sky-high prices, making it difficult for him to reach them.

But you don't have to have to do that to gain faith, do you......?