As the space vibrated, Lin Fan stepped out of the space rift.
As soon as they came out, they saw Mr. Jin, Shang Weitian and Mr. Chen looking out the window with complicated expressions.
In the sky, blurry figures emit bright glory, looking down at humans.
"Come back?" Mr. Jin glanced at Lin Fan: "You haven't been back for four months."
Lin Fan sighed and said, "I followed them all the way, for fear that they wouldn't find me."
"Oh, they are here now." Mr. Jin pointed out the window.
Lin Fan looked up.
This was not the first time that Lin Fan looked up and saw the almighty god, but every time, Lin Fan felt a great pressure.
That is the gaze from God.
Indifferent and greedy, like looking at a herd of cattle and sheep.
"In one month, they will arrive." Lin Fan said softly: "By then, the Era of Hunger will begin."
"We are going to have a year of hunger, a year of no harvest."
"Our food will not be produced, our pasture will not mature, and our fields will be barren."
In Lin Fan's mind, he recalled the Great Summer of his last life. In that war between humans and plants, leaving aside the plants that became violent and murderous, it was the barren land and the long period of hunger that made people despair.
Human beings are walking in the wilderness in confusion, without the strength to speak, and staggeringly trying to find food.
The baby is hungry and no longer cries, and the mother has no milk to feed the baby.
Each and every human being with sallow complexion and skinny muscles is like a walking zombie, and may fall down in the next second.
Of course, in the human diet, in addition to crops, there are also animals, but even the pastures have withered, human animal husbandry has suffered a major blow, and countless animals in captivity have starved to death.
In the silence, Lin Fan sighed: "I know you are all very stressed now. Shang Weitian, please tell me first, how much food do we have in stock?"
Shang Weitian said: "Enough to last for thirty years."
"So, next we have to live frugally and prepare for the Age of Hunger... Wait, how much? How much do you say?" Lin Fan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Shang Weitian.
Shang Weitian explained: "If you save it, you can eat it for fifty years. We brought too much back from the Temple of the God of Agriculture last time, and the 26,000-mile-long winter refrigerator is almost full... If we keep them in captivity now
All the improved varieties of sea beasts and snow beasts are slaughtered and frozen for storage, enough to last for seventy years."
Lin Fan: "Ah...is that so..."
The pressure disappeared inexplicably.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.
Originally, Lin Fan instinctively felt nervous and desperate.
As a result, Shang Weitian directly called Lin Fan and he didn't know how to answer the call.
Lin Fan, who originally wanted to say a few words of encouragement, was silent for a long time, scratched his head and said, "When did our family have so much food?"
"Don't you have to thank the gods for this?" Shang Weitian curled his lips, "It's sea beast meat, snow beast meat, and even the endless countryside was given to us."
"Now we are vigorously developing agricultural areas... Oh, it's really sad. I have only eaten less than half of the sea animal meat from the year before last! There are new ones here. I can't see food being wasted in Daxia. This is not to embarrass me.
Daxia?"
"I even suspect that the gods want to support Daxia to death, or use high electricity bills to bring down the economy of Daxia."
"If it hadn't been for the Winter Temple to serve as a refrigerator, it would have been out of space. So, the gods are actually quite considerate. They even gave away the refrigerator after delivering the meat..."
Lin Fan: "..."
hateful.
Something out of memory happened again.
Lin Fan hated things that deviated from his memory. It meant that he had lost his biggest advantage when he returned, unable to prepare in advance or take precautions.
But this time...
The more such deviations, the better!
Enough to sustain food storage for seventy years!
As long as Daxia is not attacked from the front, we will have the confidence to play with the gods slowly!
A year-long era of hunger?
The current grain reserves in Daxia are enough to last for seventy years!
It is true that the gods have given too much. Before the gods come, Daxia's national food stocks will be enough to feed the whole country for nine months.
As a result, after the gods came, they fed Daxia like crazy. Daxia also knew how precious food was.
After all, in war, food is as important as arms.
Daxia is also vigorously producing grain within itself and has opened up the northwest production area. Now with the opening up of the central agricultural area and the harvesting of endless fields, Daxia’s food is inexhaustible!
Lin Fan felt a great sense of accomplishment. Did he really change the future?
It must have changed the future!
Daxia was cautious and cautious in the early days of the gods' invasion, and now it has finally grown to the point where it ignores the gods' methods!
"God, do you want to starve us to death?" Jin Lao sneered: "I want to see who will starve to death first!"
Damn it, I thought it was seventy years ago! Back then, the Free Country couldn't hold us back, so you still want to starve us to death? Smiling, Mr. Jin suddenly seemed to remember something, and shed tears: "Back then, you held us captive
Brothers who are eating fried noodles, have you seen it... I, Daxia, am no longer hungry!"
This time, Daxia is no longer hungry!
In this era of hunger, no one in Daxia will feel hungry!
The fear of hunger is rooted in the blood of the people of Daxia.
In foreign countries, people usually say hello with "the weather is nice" or "how are you today", but in Daxia they usually say "have you eaten?"
Many people can't understand why Daxia people are so hard-working, why they don't like to consume in advance, why they save as much money as they can, and why they have to fill up the refrigerator, just like a hamster who doesn't know how to be tired and hoards things at home.
You must know how advanced the concept of advanced consumption is in foreign countries. Credit cards have almost become identity documents. Even the treasury of a free country only has enough reserves for the country's consumption for 24 days.
Because Daxia has really experienced hunger!
But now, the efforts of countless people in Daxia have been rewarded at this moment. The hunger experienced by our ancestors will never come to Daxia today again!
Not even God can make this land hungry again!
This is the effort of 140 million people, the blood and sweat of 140 million people!
This is a power that cannot be matched by gods!
"This will be my full-fed era in Great Xia..." Shang Weitian smiled, then frowned and said: "Isn't the name not very nice... Well, the full-fed era? It's not very good either...
"
"Well, should we hold an emergency meeting to discuss it?" Mr. Chen looked at Lin Fan.
"What a nonsense meeting..." Lin Fan waved his hand: "Seventy years of food storage... Even if you don't do anything, you'll be fine."
"No, we have developed a habit of holding a meeting every time before a god comes. You explain the characteristics of the god and how to deal with it. This way everyone will feel confident and know what to do."
Mr. Chen scratched his head: "I suddenly stopped having meetings. I'm not used to it."
"Okay, call everyone here and I'll say a few words." Lin Fan reluctantly nodded.
Not long after.
In the highest conference room of the Supreme Command Center.
All the gods of Great Xia hurried over, and even Chione came quickly with two winter gods wearing cloaks of ice and snow.
Everyone hadn't taken off their makeup yet, and they obviously came here immediately after returning from the God Realm.
When everyone was seated, Lin Fan said in a deep voice: "Everyone has seen that the Temple of the God of Agriculture is in the sky, and Demeter and the Gods of Agriculture are looking down at us."
"In one month, Daxia will enter the Era of Hunger! It will last for one year!"
"Under the influence of the god of agriculture, the land will become barren, the grain will be harvested, and the crops will wither and die."
"Only grass roots and tree bark can satisfy our hunger."
For a moment, all the gods in Daxia looked nervous.
They had just returned and didn't know much about the situation in Daxia.
"what to do!"
"Then we must not starve to death?"
"Commander-in-Chief, we..."
"Don't worry, I already have a countermeasure." Lin Fan nodded: "We don't have to do anything. When one year passes, the Era of Hunger will be over."
"ah?"
"Is not this nonsensical!"
"You are more like a tyrant than Gu!"
"Lin Fan, are you not out of your mind? How many people will die?" Xingye and the gods of Great Xia widened their eyes.
Dao Wanqian stood up directly and gritted his teeth and said: "The worst I can do is to sacrifice my cultivation and just ask Sanqing to take over! I don't believe Sanqing dares to be anything less than the God of Agriculture!"
"Calm down, I have a lot to say." Lin Fan said calmly.
The Taoist sect is originally a local sect in Daxia. It has a long history and is inseparable from the people. Dao Wanqian immediately said angrily: "Calm down? How do you want me to calm down? Good men and women offer incense to my Taoist sect. Do I want to sit back and watch the gods starve to death for the people of Daxia?"
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Bai Qi also snorted coldly: "What's the difference between this and being trapped and waiting to die! Only I, Bai Qi, besiege others, how can anyone else besiege me, Bai Qi? Even gods can't trap me, Da Qin! Where is Da Qin's son! Come and kill me. go out!"
Lin Fan said expressionlessly: "The current food reserves in Daxia are enough to last for seventy years."
"ah……"
Dao Wanqian suddenly calmed down.
Bai Qi also calmed down: "Ah, it's okay, you continue."
The expressions of the gods of Daxia were stiff and then fell silent.
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That's the reaction!
Exactly the same reaction as before!
It turned out that I was so shocked at that time!
"You should have said it earlier! Really, why didn't you say it earlier? I almost ruined my cultivation and went to fight the God of Agriculture..." Dao Wanqian sat down slowly.
"So, we only need to survive this year?" Xingye blinked, a little afraid
believe.
She was already ready to fight.
As a result... I just survived this year.
Situ Hong frowned and said: "Is this still called the Hungry Era... I always feel like something is wrong."
"Do we just need to eat..." Mo Zhi also looked confused.
"This is different from what I, Old Sun, imagined."
"Yes, it was getting harder each time before, but in the end, this Saturn Temple...is this? This is not as good as the Ocean Temple! At least the Ocean Temple hurt our soldiers!"
Xingye repeated: "So, just eat normally?"
"No, please eat more, it's too much. Help us solve the inventory pressure." Shang Weitian stood up and said.
Chione on the side waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's not necessary. Although the inventory is still under some pressure, the God of Winter is indeed a little short of it, but it will be solved soon."
"Ah?" Shang Weitian was stunned for a moment: "How to solve it..."
Chione smiled and said: A large number of winter gods will appear soon.
"What do you mean?" Lin Fan frowned and said, "Mother, what do you mean a large number of winter gods will appear... Could it be that you didn't bring all the winter gods with you during your last invasion?"
Chione smiled: "Don't think too much, kid. I mean, you will have many younger brothers and sisters soon."
"You mean..."
"Here is a piece of news for everyone." Chione stood up slowly and lifted her ice and snow cloak: "In the past few months in my Winter Temple, all the gods of winter have completed their weddings and have successfully become pregnant!"
Under the cloak, his belly was already bulging.
Behind Chione, the other two cold-looking winter gods also lifted their cloaks, revealing their bulging bellies.
"So fast?" Lin Fan was stunned for a moment.
"Of course we have to be quick." Chione smiled.
The two winter gods behind him also smiled.
Must be fast!
This is the glorious plan of the Winter Temple to conquer this land and achieve great revival!
Since Lin Dong joined Daxia, they felt that it was not safe to just have a mother-son relationship with the commander-in-chief.
We must have a deeper connection in order to seize this land without anyone noticing!
So, a different plan began.
They have calculated that as long as one child is born every year, there will be eighteen children in eighteen years. The child can have another child after eighteen years, and there will be endless descendants!
If this continues, this land will soon be occupied by their bloodline!
They will take this land from humans!
Only children with their bloodline will live on this land!
Winter Temple, isn’t this a revival?
Steady, secretive, and safe enough, there is no need for direct conflict with humans!
Before humans are even aware of it, they will seize this land and attack the fortress from the inside!
It can be called Winter Invasion Plan 2.0.
When a wise and wise God of Winter proposed this great plan, all the Gods of Winter agreed and closely followed in Chione's footsteps, quickly seeking marriages and marrying the people of Great Xia.
The average duration of a relationship is only three hours. Basically, after meeting in person, asking for your name, you go directly to the registration office.
Some even met directly at the entrance of the registration office and registered without even knowing their names.
You don’t need a house or a car, just human blood.
Therefore, a large number of winter goddesses soon got married.
With the goal of the rise of the temple, they endured humiliation and played the role of qualified wives loyally. In order to paralyze those humans, they were obedient, handed in their wages, cooked vegetables and did housework.
On the contrary, it is difficult for the male god of winter to get married. He has no car, no house, and no savings. He also has a cold face and has no emotional value... Women in Daxia are very picky now.
The people of Daxia love farming, and even if the fields are cold, they must work enthusiastically.
Now, thanks to the hard work of the people of Daxia, the Winter Temple is collectively pregnant.
"Calculate the time, in one month, the first batch of Winter Goddess will be born." Chione stroked her belly, then looked at Lin Fan, and comforted: "Don't worry, child, I won't worry about the second child.
I despise you because of my birth, you will always be my child, and I will always be your mother." Dear, dear reader, the contents of this page are pirated.
Lin Fan tried his best to force out an ugly smile: "Thank you, mom."
"You're going too fast," Mr. Jin looked at Wang Hu. "You are a blood demon and she is a god. What can you create when your two bloodlines are combined? Demon god? Blood light?"
Shang Weitian smiled happily and said: "That's great. When they are a hundred days old, I will let them try it too."
Frozen food.”
"Isn't it too black-hearted? You want to use your doll as a refrigerator?"
"You're kidding, that's a god! Besides, if you do what you do and love what you do, you should start from a young age when you're a refrigerator!" Shang Weitian doesn't have any moral pressure at all, because he doesn't have any morals either.
Behind Chione, the two winter goddesses looked at each other with smiles on their lips.
Look, these stupid humans are still happy.
They have no idea what our plans are!
The Temple of Winter will eventually be revived!
They looked to the sky, looking at those figures standing in the sky.
Although they are both gods, they should help each other.
But the gods of winter all have complicated feelings - they must help humans resist the Temple of Saturn, and must not let the Temple of Saturn destroy the land they are about to acquire!
"Don't worry, if the Temple of Saturn wants to invade this place, I, the Temple of Winter, will be the first to refuse to agree!" Chione expressed her position in a deep voice.
"Okay!" Lin Fan nodded, but suddenly said: "But everyone, although there is enough food, we can't eat it openly."
"ah?"
"If they make us hungry, then we will be hungry!" Lin Fan said softly: "If they want to conquer us, we will let them conquer us!"
"Of course, we are just pretending, but even if we are pretending, we cannot make ourselves fat and fat in vain. We must make them think that we are really hungry and desperate, begging them to conquer!"
"Ah? Why?" Mr. Jin was confused: "Why do you still beg them to conquer? This is the coming of the gods! We should resist!"
"Why are you resisting?" Lin Fan raised his head, with a mean and cunning smile, and said slowly: "Don't forget, this is... the temple that controls the harvest!"
"In other words, these are qualified farmers!"
"Now, they are desperate. They can only hide in this plane. They will want to develop this plane. They want us who are experiencing hunger to believe in them more devoutly. They want to play the role of benevolent gods and save us from hunger.
We, the gods who guide us out of despair..."
"Guess what will happen to them?"
Shang Weitian reacted the fastest and said with a trembling voice: "They will cultivate food here and spread kindness!"
Lin Fan nodded and said: "That's right! This is the process of conquering the Temple of the God of Agriculture. After a long period of hunger, they descended from the sky to spread kindness and teach farming."
In Daxia's words, this wave of operations was like giving a sweet date a slap in the face, and the lower beings they conquered didn't even know that the slap was given by the Temple of the God of Agriculture.
They only knew that after a long period of hunger, the benevolent God came down from the sky to teach farming, fertile the land, and brought a bumper harvest.
The lower beings are naturally grateful to these gods who came down from the sky to save them, and they kneel down and worship devoutly.
Lin Fan sneered: "They like to spread kindness, so let them spread it!"
"They want to conquer us and farm for them, but coincidentally, we also want them to farm for us!"
"As long as they farm, we can even select a group of determined soldiers to form an honor guard, put the mark of the God of Agriculture on their brows, pretend to be their devout believers, and devoutly sing hymns to them on the edge of the fields and wave to them.
They couldn’t stop praising the one with the sickle!”
"These praise teams don't have to do anything. They just praise those agricultural gods for me every day! They make me crazy and pious!"
Shang Weitian on the side felt ashamed: "You still have a dark heart. Is this... a plan to conquer the Temple of the God of Agriculture in reverse?"
Or I am too simple.
Shang Weitian originally wanted to wait for the God of Agriculture to come in, and the soldiers fought with real swords and spears to defeat the God of Agriculture who was trying to conquer Daxia without bloodshed.
As a result, he never expected that Lin Fan would also conquer the Temple of the God of Agriculture without any bloodshed!
This despicable Shura God!
"The Aoki Temple wanted them to become farm tools, but they ran away. These gods in charge of agriculture thought they could turn us into their farm tools here." Lin Fan stood up slowly, "But they don't know that in my country, the gods
, it’s still a farm tool!”
Chione on the side frowned and said helplessly: "It could also be the refrigerator."
At this moment, she looked at those blurry figures standing proudly in the sky, radiating glory, and suddenly felt that they looked particularly familiar, and there was even some sympathy in her eyes... The bullet that year had hit her between the eyebrows.
Demeter, you are so naive.
Just like myself back then.
Chione could even imagine Demeter and the gods of agriculture looking proud and proud, and even imagine them shouting slogans excitedly. She could even imagine the content of the slogans, such as "the rise of the temple" and "the revival of the gods of agriculture".
, "We will go from here to glory", "This will be our new home" and so on.
These are all leftovers from Chione's play long ago.
But even though they were both gods, she didn't want to remind Demeter at all.
