The black soil in the five northern provinces was so fertile that winter wheat grew well throughout the winter and in early spring.

Wren kept a close eye on the rain clouds, and even if he couldn't call the wind and rain like a true god, he was able to bring artificial rain when the rain clouds drifted to the farms near the Knights' quarters.

Due to the precise control of the rainfall range, the freedmen in the five northern provinces were surprised to find that the winter wheat in their fields was growing well, but they did not have to go far, and they could see that the ground was still in a dry state and even cracked to varying degrees more than three kilometers from the reclamation area.

Basically, the reclamation area under the protection of the Knights gets rain, and the rest of the area is a little drizzle.

Rennes has even developed weather forecasts to prepare farmers for water diversion, water storage, and so on.

This large-scale artificial rain lasted about two weeks, and Wren was not left with a single cloud of rain in the far north.

At the same time in the Far North.

A large group of orcs knelt in the red-hot sun and begged for rain.

No way, this year's weather is too abnormal. Although it is a far northern, the temperature can still rise to 10 degrees Celsius in the spring and about 20 degrees in the summer.

The lack of rain directly causes the grass in the pasture to begin to wither. The herbivores could not find anything to eat and starved to death. This in turn is transmitted to the higher food chain, where the upper predators starve to death.

Orc shamans resorted to all sorts of tricks to pray for rain, sometimes wearing masks and dancing, sometimes babbling and singing with their throats open, chanting the names of their gods. There are also shamans who use small wooden pipes to blow water droplets into the air, hoping that this symbolic raindrop will bring abundant rainwater.

In order to pray for the protection of the orc gods, the chieftains of the major clans grew up to offer the strongest domestic animals of their clans as sacrifices to the beast gods.

Even some chiefs or powerful commanders began to attack each other, believing that they had blasphemed the orc gods and caused the Far North to be devoid of rain and snow.

Many clans fought brutally, and the victors sacrificed the losers en masse.

And then the egg!

Especially when the orc chieftain knew that the human settlements in the five provinces south of the [Cold Hell Ice River] were actually in good weather, and the rest of the places were as arid as their side, they were collectively dumbfounded.

"What kind of physical god is Wren Tesla so terrifying!?"

"Isn't he the god of the net?"

"The magic net still cares about this?"

"No, I heard that human wizards can attract water elementals, could it be that they are connected to the water elemental plane?"

All sorts of credible and outrageous conjectures spread among the orc hierarchy, and in any case, the end result was to increase the panic of the orc group.

Originally, for orcs, whenever there was a natural disaster, it was good to go south directly to rob humans. Rather than let the orc warriors starve to death or die in infighting in vain, it is better to fight.

If you can't win, you can also cause heavy demographic and economic losses to mankind, and by the way, you can consume the excess population.

This tactic of harming others and benefiting oneself has been unfavorable in the past 100 years.

Times have changed.

The new god of mankind has descended, and he can not only fight, but also call the wind and rain to do anything.

With their own gods half-dead and asking for [coordinates] again every few months, the chiefs really didn't dare to launch another southern expedition.

Looking at the human beings on the other side of the [Cold Hell Glacier] as if they were facing a great enemy, and then looking at their own hot, thirsty, half-dead warriors, a chieftain will retreat in his heart.

"Will it be in a while?" Orc chieftains, let's get our hopes in the future.

The shamans are more inclined to continue praying to the orc gods, with the same shouts such as "we are here", in an attempt to send the coordinates and get the gods to return.

But well, the orcs are not dead, are they rotten, and they have a relationship with Lei Someone with half a copper coin?

On Wren's side, he didn't notice it at first, but he was surprised to find that the number of [Physics Believers] in his house had skyrocketed.

"Wait! Let me brush it up and see if I'm dazzled...... One, ten, hundred, thousand, thousand, thousand, one hundred thousand, million. When it came to the seven figures, Wren couldn't be calm.

Why wasn't the mage god in the Kaos world strong before, in the final analysis, the [mage] profession can indeed provide more and stronger spiritual power than ordinary people and other professions, and transform it into the power of faith.

Helplessly, the Fa Ye has always been a rarity, and the two hard conditions of high intelligence and high perception can easily brush off 99% of ordinary people. Coupled with the various pearl dusty operations, the number of mages is particularly scarce.

Today, when he has personally ended the era of the end of the Dharma, taking [Mage] as a priest means that he has to make all the disciples he has personally or indirectly taught his own followers.

It's a very difficult thing to do.

The wiser a person is, the more difficult it is to be religious.

From the very beginning, Wren had no intention of cultivating in the narrow field of [Mage], let alone using [Mage] as his core priesthood.

Seriously, Wren broke off his thoughts, and didn't think that he could take the path of believing in gods.

But who would have thought that after he called for wind and rain, the believers would soar directly by more than one million.

Wren was also drunk.

Sure enough, in an agrarian society, the peasants are the largest group.

He knows very well that most of these people mainly believe in Mother Earth God, and it is impossible for them to be his devout believers, which cannot be compared with the more than one million core devout believers of the Church of Light, but it is still the same sentence - mosquito meat is also meat!

Even if the peasant blind chicken who doesn't understand these big characters follows the lecturer of the physics hall to recite Newton's first law, in this world of belief in gods, he can still provide him with the power of faith.

As the saying goes, small things accumulate into a lot, and sand gathers into a tower.

This extra power of faith can more quickly wash the remaining part of the essence of the gods into the [Physics Department].

Finally, on March 30, a not-so-special day, Wren finally got the breakthrough he had always dreamed of.

【Ding! 】

[Congratulations to the host for officially obtaining a fragment of the Physics Godhead filled with the laws of physics!] Please accept the host as soon as possible and brand your own soul! 】

"Huh!?"

Wren was sleeping, but in his excitement, the whole person turned into a streamer and disappeared. This scared Sophia and Margaret.

In a bright hall on the ninth floor of the Mage Tower, there are many beams of arcane light reflected on the surrounding stone walls, and the purple-blue glow shines through the deliberate hollowing out of the stone walls, forming characters one after another, like a laser printer, shining a piece of physical formulas and laws on the translucent Godhead fragment hanging in the middle.

Now, a huge word "Li" appeared in the air on this fragment.

(End of chapter)

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