"Master Carl, this is something I respect you, I must drink it!" Zhao Mai took a cup of immortality medicine and passed by. The golden wine was extremely sticky, bright and shiny.

"Wine? This thing smells nothing and looks weird. You are going to poison me, right?" the old goose kid joked with a smile.

"Don't worry, even if you are poisoned to death, I can resurrect you." Zhao Mai signaled Carl to raise his neck and pour it down.

He had already drunk himself, and the immortal medicine added to the pituitary gland of Terrasquie was amazingly effective, much stronger than the "cooked soup" he arranged last time, especially it contained some of Terrasquie's regeneration ability, which not only prolonged lifespan, but also helped the body overcome most trauma.

Zhao Mai drank a small sip of wine and stopped immediately. The wine was very attractive to his body, and it was also to the divine nature. The energy and regeneration ability contained in it could speed up the combination of the divine nature and him, just like accelerating the recovery of the wound. Zhao Mai's goal was to strip the divine nature and sell it, rather than put it into his body. Therefore, although this wine was good, he could only hand over the divine nature and then drink it.

Xiaohua and the reserve grain were all divided into a cup. Both of them were drunk and full of food. They were blushing and stuck out their tongues and laying on the ground without moving. It was when the old Ranger joked that this was "poison", but he still took the cup and tilted his neck and whispered it.

"Okay..." Before the word "Wine" was spoken, Carl had already fallen down with a blushing face. Zhao Mai flashed, held his body and head, gently moved him back to the bed, and then dragged the quilt to cover him. "Hey, Changzhu, do you want to drink some too?"

The giant python hesitated for a long time, finally shook his head and entrenched beside Carl to start alert. "Ha, you are much more loyal than that stupid dog. Oh, stupid dog refers to reserve grain, not dog meat. But don't worry, I will stay here until you all wake up."

The Changzhu blinked his eyes and then opened his mouth. Zhao Mai directly put the amount of a cup into its mouth, and then saw the python getting drunk. He straightened the python to prevent it from sleeping too hard, and it would tie a knot on his own, which would be life-threatening.

When everyone was asleep, they absorbed the medicinal properties and renewed the cells in their sleep so that their bodies could greatly extend the life of use. Ranger Carl kept revealing concern in his words. He was worried about his death and the Ranger of the Kangjian Forest had broken the inheritance. He wanted Zhao Mai to stay and take over, but he felt it was difficult to speak, and there was no hope if he spoke. Now that his problem has been solved, it is estimated that the next generation, or even the next generation of Ranger of the Ranger of the Jungle, will still protect this forest.

"Sleep, sleep." Seeing that everyone is good now and the future will be better, Zhao Mai feels very happy, happier than if he defeated an enemy, or if he showed his face and was sought after by others. Helping others, especially helping the old gossip, made Zhao Mai feel that he finally has a place to use his skills. As most of the gods, he could see Carl's physical condition at a glance. If he did not take the immortal medicine, he would die at most half a year.

"It's time to come back this time." Zhao Mai stretched his waist tightly, walked out of the hut for breath, allowing more natural breath to come in, diluting the sacred power in his body.

The gods of Graleone are different from those of Arda. The gods of Arda existed before the birth of the world, so their relationship with believers is not as close as in this world. Zhao Mai can receive prayers related to the priesthood of the wild beasts at every moment, such as "Please don't let the wild boars destroy my field."

This kind of prayer will be sent to multiple gods at the same time, because some are responsible for destiny, some are responsible for family and agriculture, and some are responsible for wild beasts. Zhao Mai hid himself, and other gods do not know his true position, but it does not affect communication with each other using such information.

"No wonder God's mind was rigid in the end. After more information, he would just swim the screen, so he didn't have to do anything else every day." Zhao Mai sighed. After everyone woke up, he had to hand over this hot priesthood. For those gods who had been swept the screen, an extra priesthood would not affect their lives, but would greatly enhance their abilities.

The gods of Arda are different. They do not assign specific clergy. Everyone has their own specialties and expertise. Milkow has all the specialties of everyone. Therefore, the gods are not particularly closely connected with everyone's daily life, so they are more free. Once closely integrated with the daily life, the clergy can bring a lot of convenience. For example, Zhao Mai can ask various beasts to send representatives to the mangroves, and the z insects can learn the abilities of these beasts without running around.

After passing this village, there was no such store. While the beast priest was still there, it would be no loss to use it quickly. His actions have attracted the attention of other gods, but Zhao Mai did not harm the animals, nor did he have any impact on the surrounding villages and cities, so they had no reason to intervene.

But it is certain that as soon as Zhao Mai appears in the mangroves, they will go there regardless of whether they have the intention to bid for the Beast Priesthood. Zhao Mai needs to be prepared for this, everything is prepared. After all, he will face a group of guys who are brainwashed by spam all day.

"Even if the prayer of 'Oh, you're so great' is heard tens of thousands of times a day, and tens of thousands of years, people will have to be abnormal. In this way, the priesthood of the beast is indeed very good, and you can hear the shouts of various beasts, which is more colorful." Zhao Mai immediately patted his head as soon as he finished complaining. "Reflect on yourself! I don't want priesthood, I don't want priesthood. The priesthood is for trading."

At this moment, Xixi Suo's voice came from beside him. He tilted his head and saw that it was a worm. The python actually had the habit of sleepwalking, and slowly crawled out with his eyes closed. No wonder this guy would hang his head upside down and his tail hang on the branches when he was sleeping, swaying back and forth. This is a strange habit, but it can help the python clear the waste in the intestines and keep healthy.

But this time it was confused and its body was soft and might not be able to steadily hook the branches. Zhao Mai thought about it, took out the war shackles and tied its tail directly to the branches.

Then, with another plop, Carl turned off the bed. He threw away the quilt, and somehow pulled the reserved grain over and hugged it in his arms: "Dog meat..." The reserved grain was sleeping very hard, and he blew a bubble on his nose, but he was rubbed and still couldn't wake up.
Chapter completed!