Oh, spring is really a good season for mating.

But Fang Lei is not the immortal god who only knows to be addicted to pleasure, nor is he an evil god with some kind of strange hobbies.

Fang Lei encouraged mating, but he did not allow people in the tribe to have a day. If there was anything wrong with him, Fang Lei would not be able to find the adjustment to cry.

There is no broken land, only exhausted cows!

The most important thing is that people cannot be idle, they will be useless if they are idle.

For this reason, Fang Le decided to arrange a task for the laborers in the tribe, which is to reclaim the land!

Because I had a primitive construction before, the shovels and pickaxes in the tribe were ready-made. As long as I explain to them clearly how to do it, the land reclamation is just a simple matter of hard work.

Under the instruction of the great gods, the life pattern of the tribe has undergone tremendous changes.

The young and strong soldiers were still responsible for obtaining food for the entire tribe as usual.

Of course, because of the existence of Fang Lei, a god from modern society, the acquisition of food is no longer limited to prey, but also aquatic products in the river.

As for the women in the tribe, they devote most of their time to manual labor.

Weaving fishing nets, making bows and arrows, handling meat... and taking children.

As for the other labor force of the tribe, the first spring plowing in the primeval forest began in a vast and powerful manner.

They carried shovels and picks, and made crazily on the ground without any rules, without any grass growing wherever they passed... and sometimes some soldiers could be seen mingling in the labor force.

For warriors, whether it is a war armor or diesel saw, it is the glory given to them by the gods and must not be lent to others.

But what should I do if I need to cut down a tree? They would rather go to work by themselves than lend the artifact to others.

Simple and simple believers started a transformation towards the social structure of farming just because of Fang Lei’s words.

Working at sunrise, and creating villains at sunset. This is the true portrayal of today's Qin tribes.

Freedom, harmony... In such a life, some people with some ideas begin to gradually return to their hearts, and their beliefs are the power of being exhausted.

From winter to spring, the time in another world actually lived a long life, after all, life without internet is still boring.

Over such a long time, Fang Lei's combat ability has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The fighting style similar to Captain Marvel has been fully mastered by Fang Lei, and many skills of the Sword Immortal lineage have been copied from Fang Lei's imagination.

It can be said that the only thing Fang Lei lacks is probably the actual combat.

However, Fang Lei did not plan to cause trouble for other gods. For him, the next spring plowing was the top priority.

For this reason, he even returned to the real world with a rare chance.

In the real world, there was already a thin layer of dust in his room. Looking at the electronic clock hanging on the wall, Fang Lei suddenly felt a trance.

I have experienced war and transformation in another world... I have only experienced a week in the real world.

This sense of trance in time difference makes Fang Lei, who is used to living in another world, feels a little dazed.

"If I really became that kind of immortal god, spending a thousand years in another world, but not even a hundred years in the real world, that would be good."

Thinking of this, Fang Lei suddenly smiled:

"At least stay in the other world for a while before coming back. The real world without much change will not make me a terrifying bump."

Due to the time difference, every minute and every second in the real world are very important to Fang Lu.

Restraining the idea of ​​flying up and pretending to be a thump in the mountains of the real world, Fang Lei quickly took off the spring clothes in another world, changed into the cool summer clothes in the real world, and started calling a taxi on his mobile phone.

As for the series of missed calls on the phone, Fang Lei ignored it.

Just kidding, my buddy is a god, how can I call you?

In the farmers' market, Fang Lei looked around and looked around. He didn't understand farming. Fortunately, as a humble god, he had the spirit of not being ashamed to ask.

After a long walk, Fang Lei bought a truckload of potatoes and sweet potatoes and went back with the recommendation of the staff.

Potatoes are good. As a staple food, they have strong vitality and high yields.

The most important thing is that this thing is dug out of the soil and washed and can be eaten.

Eat it while roasting, cooking, stir-frying... Such simple and crude food is most suitable for his believers in another world. After all, Fang Lei never expected his believers to complete high-end operations such as harvesting and threshing.

It’s not that they are too stupid, but that production tools cannot keep up.

As for sweet potatoes? They are similar to potatoes. Although they cannot be used as a long-term staple food, they can bring enough sugar to their followers.

"Sweet potato seedlings can feed pigs, why don't I bring a few more pigs over?"

Thinking of what the staff introduced just now when they looked at him with the silly son of the landlord’s house, Fang Lei suddenly had this idea in his heart.

He has always had a sense of urgency to test whether the space gate can teleport living things other than himself.

Isn't it an opportunity now?

If you succeed, your believers will have pork and eggs. If you fail, it will be even better. The space door belongs to you alone!

Thinking of this, Fang Lei turned around and went back, ordered a few pigs and a basket of chickens, and then he went back with satisfaction.

That night, a delivery truck was parked in Fang Lei's yard. After the delivery master sorted the things in Fang Lei's warehouse, he left happily with the money.

Looking at the potatoes in a warehouse, Fang Lei smiled bitterly: "All right, I have to work."

"If the space gate can bring living creatures through, I will definitely have to find a few believers who can make them work."

"I'm a god! God still has to move bricks?"

Although he was complaining, Fang Lei's movements were not slow. His divine power was circulating. Bags of potatoes looked like toys in Fang Lei's hand. When he trembled his wrist, he threw them into the space door.

It didn't take long to do it, so Fang Lei completely cleared the warehouse.

After looking at the pigs and chickens trembling in their mighty output, Fang Lei picked them up with a cage in one hand.

"If you die, don't blame me. This is your life."

"If you die, you can sue me even if you go there. Of course, the premise is that there is a god in this world."

"But I am also God, do you understand? God!"
Chapter completed!