At the exit of the underground cave of the natives, thousands of indigenous people were cheering and moving mountains of food, cloth, standard swords and other things piled up in the valley outside the exit into the cave. Several small transport ships were still taking off and landing, and hundreds of engineering robots unloaded neat packages from the transport ships and handed them over to the extremely excited indigenous people.

Three hundred thousand tons of grain, eight thousand standard containers of cloth, one hundred thousand military S-III standard swords, two hundred thousand D-V multifunctional field daggers, countless portable first aid kits and various oral medicines, this is the supply of supplies obtained by the indigenous people this time.

Long Zun Weide borrowed several transport ships from Fang Yuan and emptied the two most remote military warehouses in the No. 2 Military Region, and then he gathered a large amount of supplies.

The joy of the natives is almost indescribable. In their opinion, this is a manifestation of the infinite power of the gods - the gods snatched so many supplies from the evil aliens to them. The gods are so great and the gods are so great that they can hardly express their respect for the gods. Although the amount is not large, it is enough to ensure the food supply of the young children in the tribe. So many cloths can make the children wear warm and gentle. Long swords and daggers, needless to say, this is a good thing. As for first aid kits and medicines, how many tribe people can be saved by so many medicines?

Long Zun Weide stood on a mountain rock, watching the natives busy as they were moving ants, he laughed with a blushing "hehe" while a group of native priests surrounded the mountain rock, using their poor words to flatter Long Zun Weide. It was so great, amazing, so magical, and incredible. A little god beside the god of the heavenly god actually sent so many supplies! So, how many good things would he bring when the god of heaven came again?

Several oldest priests raised their chests, and their faces were covered with oily red light. This was an unexpected fortune! In the past, they dispatched a large number of tribesmen to loot those immigrant cities. The daily necessities supply in the immigrant cities were allocated according to the quota every day. The immigrants' homes could not even find a surplus grain of rice. Even if they had broken through several cities, they did not gain much. It would be even more impossible to loot the military district warehouse. Which military district warehouse was not strictly protected?

If it weren't for the thief of Long Zun Weide and Fang Wen, if it weren't for Ziyi Walker-Wood's defensive systems in the two warehouses, how could these materials be stolen?

The two ** battalions, which were originally responsible for the surveillance of these two warehouses, had just been invited by the Military Intelligence Bureau to have tea. The newly appointed battalion commander had not yet arrived. The lower-level officers in the battalion were also invited by the Military Intelligence Bureau for various reasons. The soldiers were in panic. Ziyi Walkerwod easily sent a few orders through the military command system and transferred them far away. The warehouses were all emptied, and these soldiers were still doing survival training in the mountainous areas dozens of kilometers away!

"God said that there will be more food, clothing, and use, but God is not going to give you these things in vain."

Dragon Zun Weide began to act as a talisman. His body suddenly expanded to more than three meters high, and his whole body released dazzling golden light, like a golden-armored god. The native priests and the natives who were carrying supplies fell to the ground at the same time and worshiped Long Zun Weide. Ziyi Walker, who was squatting aside, gently pressed several buttons on a remote control plate in his hand. The three-dimensional holographic system hidden behind Long Zun Weide suddenly started to operate. The auspicious clouds steeped in the ground, and the auspicious light made Long Zun Weide lose a trace of popularity. When a silver Buddha light appeared behind Long Zun Weide's head, when seven or eight golden lotus came out from Long Zun Weide's forehead, Long Zun Weide spoke again.

"There are more good things, but you need to make some effort. God will guide you forward. You only need to act according to God's will and you will definitely get those things. Now you choose a group of smart and clever young people. God will teach them some knowledge and will use it at that time."

Looking up, Long Zun Weide looked at the lotus phantom that appeared on his head, and couldn't help but feel angry: "***, why did this lotus petal fall down half of it? Where did this material come from? Lotus seeds are all formed on the lotus pod!" However, I think these natives don't know what this thing is, and it's enough to fool it!

"In three days, assemble an army of at least one million people, and each person needs to be equipped with at least a powerful monster. When everything is ready, God will lead you to obtain those things. And teach the demons who invaded your land and killed your relatives!" Long Zun Weide opened his arms and shouted loudly. As soon as Ziyi Walkerwode pressed his finger on the remote control disk, he heard a loud "rattle". More than a dozen white winged lights and shadows suddenly stretched out from behind Long Zun Weide.

Long Zun Weide's face twitched a few times. Standing on a rock, he was commanding his sons to land a transport ship. Long Wen couldn't help but laugh a few times, and his feet staggered and slid down the rock in a mess, almost falling a dog to eat shit.

Dragon Zun Weide looked at Ziyi Walker, who was squatting far away with murderous eyes.

Ziyi Walker spread his hands with great grievance, and his fingers pressed the remote control disk a few times. Suddenly, a slight song came from the sky. Holy lights and translucent mandala petals floated down at the same time, and angels floated and flying danced, which attracted the natives to kowtow and worship, and kept shouting verses praising the gods. This three-dimensional holographic system created by Ziyi Walker did reach the Mahayana realm of combining Chinese and Western!

As for the power of Dragon Lord, he didn't even have the strength to get angry.

In a village in an underground cave, an indigenous old man held a bone staff and looked at the tribe members in front of him with a gloomy expression.

"The gods have sent so many things..." After listening to the clan members' reports, the old man drove the clan members out of the house and said to himself gloomy: "In this way, the priests will definitely be supported by the clan members. Humph, they will buy them a little bit of food, clothes and weapons."

"No, it can't be like this. The priests had great power before. If God supported them without reservation, then what power could we, the three great patriarchs, have?" The old man gritted his teeth tightly, and a trace of extremely thin green light flashed deep in his eyes. He said in a low voice: "That bastard, that day he ordered people to assassinate God in front of so many tribesmen! Although God did not pursue this matter,... the priests must remember this matter. How could they let Har? Once..."

"Blue blood, green blood, and purple blood clans..." The old man lowered his head, not knowing what he thought about, but finally he suddenly stood up, walked to the door carefully and looked around, ordered the several strong warriors in front of the door to put away their doors. Then he closed the door tightly and blocked the door firmly with a big stone. Then he carefully came to the inner room of the house.

There was nothing in the inner room, just a wooden bed and a few wooden cabinets.

The old man closed the door, dragged the wooden bed aside, revealing a small entrance to the tunnel under the bed. He quickly got into the tunnel, walked forward flexibly like a groundhog, and walked forward flexibly for about ten kilometers before he got out of the other end.

This is a natural cave, with no way out, only the tunnel leads outside. An underground river about the size of a bucket flows through here, bringing fresh air to the cave. The cave is inlaid with dozens of giant beasts the size of human heads, and a warm light is released from the crystals, illuminating this cave about five or six hundred square meters in size.

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

The old man trembled for a moment and whispered, "Ya, it's me."

A scimitar flashed, and the knife holder danced the scimitar and slowly inserted it back into the scabbard. The third prince of the blue blood clan, wearing a pair of animal skin pants on the lower body, slowly took a few steps back, looked at the old man gloomy and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

The old man sighed, looked at Ya and whispered: "I'll see you, my child. Have you still not remembered the past?"

A piece of electronic light similar to a robot that a natural creature could not possess in Ya's eyes flashed through her eyes. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and said lightly: "No. You said you are my father, but I have no impression of it at all. Okay, you have brought me here for a long time. What do you want to do?"

His body shivered slightly. The old man looked at Ya for a while, and a trace of ferocious murderous aura suddenly appeared on his old face.

"Okay, you have forgotten me. What did those demons do to you? When the tribesmen discovered you, you were wandering around in the jungle. What did they do to you? But, since you can't remember that I am your father, you can't remember that you are the third prince of the Blue Blood Clan, then..." The old man sighed and a gentle smile appeared on his face: "Ya, come today, there is something to tell you. Do you want to have more powerful power?"

Ya's eyes lit up, and he asked anxiously: "A powerful force, of course, do you have any solutions?"

The old man nodded softly, and he smiled and said, "Of course there is a way. But after you get that power, you have to kill a few people. Can you do it?"

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

The old man looked at the scimitar gloomy and shook his head gently.

"Did the devil create a weapon for him? What do you want to do when he sends him back? But no matter what, it is, it's just right. It's a great thing to let him, who is controlled by the devil, kill those gods... Even gods can be killed. Isn't the gods circulating in the clan killed?"

A trace of extremely ferocious sneer appeared on the old man's face again. Human Path Chapter 5, Accumulation
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