The giant steel beasts roared and roared, and their steel fangs gnawed at the earth.
The wheat seedlings were broken in the fangs, and the stripped wheat grains spurted out.
The earth was trembling, and when the giant steel beast looked up, there was no end in sight!
The wheat seedlings all turned into wheat grains, and these giant steel beasts were lined up for more than tens of thousands of meters. The hardware wheat fields they were proud of were trembling at this moment, as if a being above God had waved a sickle.
Every second, tens of millions of meters of wheat seedlings fall.
The endless steel behemoth rushed towards him, crushing him all the way, as if he wanted to harvest and crush him!
Nong Li stared blankly at the scene in front of him, with only one thought in his mind: What the hell is this!
He had never seen such a horrific scene.
Beneath this steel behemoth, the scythe of the gods will feel powerless.
He looked down at his sickle, then at the thousand-meter-wide field that he had worked so hard to harvest, and sighed.
What do I need this sickle for?
"Let's go back," Nong Li said to several high-ranking agricultural gods below.
"Young Master, what's wrong? Aren't we going to help?" The high-level agricultural gods were stunned for a moment.
Nong Li smiled bitterly: "Help? Help for what?"
Those high-level agricultural gods were stunned for a moment, and then quickly flew into the air. The next second, these high-level agricultural gods were all dumbfounded!
"What's happening here?"
"Is this from the Metal Temple? No, no, these are from the lower realm...what's going on!"
"What do I need this sickle for... Damn it! Whose general is this!"
And just when a group of high-level agricultural gods stared at each other with big eyes.
Excavators have already harvested it.
"Oh, God!" In the cockpit, an old farmer raised his hand to the Nong Li who was holding a sickle and emitting dazzling light and said, "This is God!"
"Everyone, come and see the gods!"
"You are the gods who planted this place, thank you!"
"Hey, you guys even helped harvest a piece of land... Hey, aren't you polite? But what you harvested is too little. Can't you cut it a few more times? I've already driven past before I finished speaking...
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"God, please do more variety improvement next time. Let's see what the rice you grow looks like!"
Nong Li: "..."
Nong Li and several high-level gods of agriculture had extremely complicated hearts.
This scene shocked them deeply.
"Damn... I actually feel a sense of despair..." A high-level god of agriculture said complexly: "I feel like there is no need for me to exist anymore."
"We are gods after all... Why can't we even compare to a group of people from the lower world..."
"What's the point of me being this god?"
"What do I need this sickle for?"
Behind him, the godhead shook violently and almost collapsed on its own.
It really hits the heart of the god too much.
Gods are all aloof and claim to possess absolutely powerful power.
Even though the God of Agriculture's attack power is not strong, when it comes to farmland, it is difficult to find an opponent in all realms.
However, this scene before me...
A group of humans drove five million combine harvesters to harvest wildly, and actually crushed the God of Agriculture!
Even the fruit trees were dug up by their roots!
That's just human!
If it weren't for the harvester's blessing, these ordinary humans wouldn't even be qualified to enter the divine realm or come in front of him. Even looking directly at him, a high god, would cause them to be blinded!
But now...
Looking at the endless fields that had been neatly harvested, the high-level agricultural gods who usually prided themselves on being noble were confused and fell into deep doubts about their own power.
Weak, pitiful, and helpless.
Those humans seemed to be telling them something - God, times have changed!
Looking at the horrific scene in front of him, Nong Li also felt confused, but at the same time, he became inexplicably excited and even felt a sense of deep recognition.
“This is what farmland should look like!”
When he looked at those humans, he instinctively recognized them from the bottom of his heart!
Just when a group of high-level agricultural gods were stunned by the scene in front of them.
"Hey, why are you here?" Lao Zhu greeted him proactively.
Nong Li originally wanted to say that he was here to help, but he hesitated for two seconds and changed his words: "Ah, I, let me take a look."
"Ah, you can come as soon as you come. Why did you help with the harvest?" Lao Zhu looked at the kilometers of harvested crops behind Nong Li and said with a smile, "It's really troublesome. I even helped cut a few sickles."
Nong Li: "..."
How many scythes is that?
Just for that one thousand meter radius, we cut it for twenty minutes, okay?
The cutters were all sweating, and the sickles were smoking!
But Nongli can't complain, just
Neng pretended to smile proudly and said: "Hehe, hehe, I have nothing to do, just cut a sickle."
"Mother was worried that you would not be able to successfully complete the harvest... so she sent me to have a look..."
"Oh, what are you worried about?" Lao Zhu laughed, "I'll definitely finish cutting it tonight!"
Nong Li smiled helplessly.
He originally thought that Mr. Zhu was arrogant.
But I didn’t expect... Just looking at it like this, I can definitely finish cutting it in one night!
"Can you tell me what these things are?" Nong Li looked at those steel machines with burning eyes. He was about to suggest to his mother that the Temple of the God of Agriculture should also start equipping them!
"Oh, it's just a group of ordinary combine harvesters." Lao Zhu waved his hand and said: "By the way, you idiots don't want it either."
"Ah?" Nong Li was stunned.
Lao Zhu looked at the soil below greedily, and said with a smile: "I think the soil has been nourished by you and is quite fertile. You are all running away anyway. Instead of giving it to the Aoki Temple, why don't we dig it back and use it as fertilizer."
Nong Li: "???"
No, you still have time to dig in the soil, right?
"Whatever, you can take them away." Nong Li waved his hand indifferently, and suddenly saw tall figures like mountains in the wheat fields in the distance!
The body reflected light like glory in the moonlight.
"Temple of Power? Why are they here?"
Nong Li was stunned for a moment and then plundered away again.
Not long after.
Nong Li stopped with a complicated look on his face, looked at the giant in front of him, and had only one sentence in his mind: "What the hell is this!"
This giant as tall as a mountain is not a temple of power.
The light emitted is not glory, but the luster of metal.
Each 500-meter-tall terrifying mecha trampled the ground with a neat roar!
Wherever it passes, blades fly and wheat seedlings surge!
At this moment, even Nong Li felt an unspeakable sense of oppression when he looked at the terrifying mechas in front of him, as if he had encountered a powerful enemy!
These harvesting mechas are all modified from God-killing mechas!
The purpose of the God-killing mecha is to kill gods!
Looking at these terrifying mechas, Nong Li had a very dangerous intuition in his heart.
"What, what is this?" Nong Li's voice trembled slightly.
"Oh, it's just a bunch of mediocre harvester mechas." Lao Zhu waved his hand again.
Nong Li once again felt an inexplicable shock, which was a small shock that Daxia brought to the God Realm.
Two hundred thousand terrifying giants trampled the earth and swept through the wheat fields.
Ordinary harvester armor?
You said this is a harvester mecha?
Nong Li couldn't even imagine that if this mecha was modified with some killing weapons, it would be able to face the God of Power!
terrible!
And what makes Nong Li feel weirdest is that you are just using such a terrifying mecha to collect land?
"Wait, the operators here are all humans?" Nong Li suddenly asked in disbelief. Through the glass of the cockpit, he saw human pilots operating inside.
"Oh, I told you, we at Daming Investment get returns by investing in the lower planes." Lao Zhu waved his hands indifferently: "These are the returns that the planes we invested in brought us."
"Not to mention control, these mechas are also made by humans. So are the harvesters before."
Don't think too much about it, these mechas are just ordinary harvesting mechas and they don't know how to fight at all.
Nong Li breathed a sigh of relief, but his eyes became more complicated.
He originally thought that the person Daming Investment Company found to help was a powerful temple, such as the Earth Temple, and that was why Mr. Zhu was so confident.
The result was completely unexpected.
The person you are looking for is actually a human being?
Before that, Nong Li would only be treated as a joke.
Human beings are such weak and inferior beings.
Although he knows how to farm, a strong human being would be sweating after harvesting hundreds of meters in one go.
But now seeing it with my own eyes...
Ordinary human beings actually have such terrifying power?
At this moment, he suddenly wanted to see how powerful his father's plane was, the man that his mother rated as powerful! How powerful was the plane that had once brought down the gods?
Nong Li wanted to say something more, but at the next moment, his expression suddenly became tense and he turned his head to look to the other side.
On the other side, divine power surges!
Rays of magical light soared into the sky!
"Fire, wind, earth, ocean...
…Why are there so many magical arts here?”
"Could it be that Lord Aoki united with so many temples to kill them?"
The face of the God of Agriculture quickly passed away in horror, but the next moment, he was dumbfounded again.
I saw in the farmland, magical magic harvesting wildly!
Tens of thousands of low-level gods released their magical spells at the same time, and even Nong Li didn't think he could withstand the bombardment of so many magical spells.
However, those amazingly powerful magical arts are all used for harvest!
The water dragon is like a sickle, and the strong wind is threshing the grain!
There is even one holding a sickle, but he activates the sword energy and can harvest hundreds of meters with one sickle!
Or just clench your fists tightly, blood energy bursts out, and the wheat seedlings are shaken to pieces with one punch, and the wheat grains fly everywhere.
There were even people controlling giant snake puppets, whose steel bodies cut down pieces of wheat seedlings, spider puppets spun silk threads and tied the wheat ears together, and wooden horses and wooden birds carried the wheat away.
"Are these all human beings who have become gods?" Nong Li breathed rapidly.
There are tens of thousands of these gods!
Lao Zhu waved his hand: "Oh, don't act like you have never seen the world. They are just a group of ordinary human beings who have become gods."
Ordinary?
Inferior gods with low strength seem to be unimportant.
But in fact, if the high gods are the strongest combat power of the temple, and the medium gods are the mainstay of the temple, the low gods are the foundation of the temple.
Every high-level god comes from a lower-level god.
If there are no lower gods, where can the higher gods come from?
Indeed, the power of a temple does not depend on the number of low-level gods. Thousands of low-level gods combined are not as powerful as a few high-level gods.
But the number of lower gods means the future rise and fall of the temple, and the potential for higher gods to appear in the future!
And there are tens of thousands of these low-level gods in front of us!
You know, the Temple of the God of Agriculture has 400 medium-level gods, but only 5,000 low-level gods.
The Aoki Temple is slightly stronger than the God of Agriculture Temple, with 500 mid-level gods and only 6,000 low-level gods.
And the more than 10,000 low-level gods in front of us... Doesn't this mean that the plane controlled by Daming's investment may be stronger than the Aoki Temple and the God of Agriculture Temple combined in the future?
What kind of plane is that?
Is the profit from investing in the lower planes really that big?
Speaking of which, the world of gods has been really weird recently. In the past, there was Ocean Temple investing in the lower plane, and later Daming Company invested in the lower plane. Both of them are rising rapidly.
This made Nong Li very interested.
"I will suggest to my mother in a moment that maybe the Temple of the God of Agriculture can invest in a lower plane with potential in the future..."
Just when Nong Li was deep in thought.
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
"ah!"
"Don't hit me, stop hitting me, I'll keep doing it!"
"I just want to pee... ok, ok, stop peeing, I'll just pee in my crotch!"
There were sounds of whipping and wailing.
Nong Li turned around to look, and then his eyes widened again.
In the distance, the black mass of human demigods looks like hard workers. They wear metal hoods on their heads, trying to release their limited divine power to resist the pressure of the divine realm, while working hard in the darkness where they have lost their vision.
Just like a swarm of ants crawling in the farmland, all the wheat seedlings were cut down wherever they passed.
Like a cow or a horse.
And each human being who became a god whipped them mercilessly.
"This... this is too cruel." Nong Li sighed complicatedly. The treatment of these human demigods made him, a god, unable to stand it.
It is true that Lin Fan, the commander-in-chief, is not a son of a man.
I came up with a set of plans to build a god.
Even the gods couldn't stand it anymore and just called the experts.
God: When it comes to torture, you are the expert.
This despicable and evil Shura God spends all his thoughts on torturing his compatriots...
"Oh, that's how we treat them." Lao Zhu waved his hands indifferently: "I'm telling you, these low-level beings just need to be dealt with. You must not sympathize with them."
Nong Li whispered: "But won't this make them rebel? Even gods have to show mercy occasionally to maintain their faith..."
Lao Zhu laughed.
rebel?
They are willing to do this just for Daxia!
Will there be rebellion?
This is the incomprehensible will of the gods!
But Lao Zhu couldn't say that, and still sneered: "So what if they rebel, we use the gods to manage them. I tell you, you must not get used to it, look at those gods, they are all of the same race.
, as a result, each one of them was worse than the other."
"You must not be merciful when dealing with these low-level beings in the lower planes!"
Nong Li looked at the humans who were so oppressed, and inexplicably, there was a feeling of sadness in his eyes.
.
Perhaps it was the kindness he inherited from his father, or perhaps these humans reminded him of those of the same race he had never met before, but he actually had a natural affection for these humans today.
"That's all, give me some respect and rest for five minutes!" Nong Li said loudly, looking at those demigod-level humans who were panting like cattle.
However, Lao Zhu didn't wait for a reply.
Those demigod warriors who were bullied in this way cursed loudly.
"Who are you?"
"You are harming us, aren't you! We finally have this opportunity, and you let me rest?"
"Supervisory Brigade, don't listen to him, just slap him hard! Don't be polite!"
"I've wet my crotch twice, you want me to rest now? Huh?"
For a time, those demigod warriors worked harder to cultivate the land without taking any chance to rest...
Nong Li: "???"
No, you are sick, right?
Why don't you let me rest?
In his opinion, this is oppression!
In fact, the soldiers don't think so... We have finally ushered in the third god-making project, and we just hope that we will become gods this time. You let us rest?
The temple is coming one at a time and one is missing. This god-casting plan is coming one at a time and one is missing. We must grasp it well!
"Look, they are just cheap!" Lao Zhu chuckled: "I'm telling you, you can't be merciful! You have to torture them!"
Nong Li: "..."
Are you humans sick?
Alas, the gods are still too kind.
I didn't expect that humans can be so cruel. Obviously, Mr. Zhu is also a human being...
But Nong Li was even more shocked by the number of these demigods. At a glance, it was at least one or two million!
What kind of planes did Daming Investment invest in!
There are two million demigods alone?
If we continue to grow in the future, how many low-level gods will we have? How many middle-level gods or even high-level gods will we grow into?
Lao Zhu said softly: "Are you... going to stay and help, or are you going to continue reading?"
Nong Li shook his head: "There is no need to read any more."
This human being that Daming invested in is really weird.
The terrifying harvester brigade, that god-killing mecha, tens of thousands of lower gods, and two million demigods.
Too scary.
He was already a little numb from the shock.
Looking further, he was afraid that his godhead would be shattered. Just now, a high-level god of agriculture was so shaken by these human harvesters that his godhead was almost shattered.
Now he won't be confused if these humans pull out any strange things. Even if a Shura god pops up, Nong Li doesn't think it's impossible...
"It seems that you are really able to fully harvest this time." Nong Li smiled complicatedly, and bowed to Lao Zhu with clasped fists: "I have nothing to help, so I'm leaving."
help?
Is it embarrassing to stay?
Show that the young master, who is a dignified eleventh-level high-level god of agriculture, is worse than a row of excavators?
Lao Zhu watched Nong Li go away.
Then he picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Okay, stop hiding, come out."
A thousand meters ahead, a figure of a cat in a wheat field soared into the sky. Lin Fan looked around with a Shura knife in hand, with only cold murderous intent in his eyes: "Leaving?"
"Well, he is probably afraid that if he takes a few steps forward, he will be frightened and become unstable." Lao Zhu nodded.
"Consider him lucky." Lin Fan nodded and took back the Shura Sword.
Just now, if Nong Li advances another thousand meters, God Shura will jump out and kill him.
Because no matter how deep it is, there is a gap in space leading to Daxia, which must not be witnessed by the gods.
Although Nong Li is half a human, he is also half a god. What's more, he has grown up in the God Realm since childhood, so Lin Fan cannot take risks.
Fortunately, Nong Li was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he didn't dare to look at it anymore and left directly...
And the other side.
Outside Aoki Shrine.
"Young Master Nongli is really kind." The deputy palace master sneered: "You still go to help, haha."
"Anyway, Daming Investment has helped us this time. Helping them at this time can make them grateful and help each other." Demeter glanced at the deputy palace master: "I know you and Zhu
God has some opinions about Nong Li, but..."
The deputy palace master quickly clasped his fists and bowed: "Lord, don't think too much. Although Young Master Nongli has impure blood, he is your child after all. We are willing to assist Young Master Nongli!"
Demeter's eyes were complicated and she didn't say much.
And at this moment.
"Mother, I'm back."
A figure swept back from the endless countryside behind with several high-level agricultural gods.
Demeter was stunned for a moment: "So fast? Aren't you going to help them harvest?"
