The other party is worthy of being the head of the clan. What he said made Mai Fan confused and seemed to understand.
By the end, I have already talked about the production process of clay products...
Mai Fan reluctantly interrupted Lisbon's talk.
"So, how does a wizard of a tribe confirm that the totem he worships has begun to produce spirituality?"
Is this the same way as the stones and wood that were worshiped in ancient times became spiritual and eventually transformed into wild gods because of enough incense?
It's just that there is no difference between high and low-level gods in Lisbon.
It's arbitrary and free, but the system is a little confusing and not easy to manage.
Lisbon thought for a moment, with a little pride in his tone: "When something strange, that is, something magical begins to happen around the statue where you pray for your wishes and the totem pillar..."
"The gods have already taken up residence in your tribe."
"It's just a tribe. The initial decision to believe in the god is very important."
"You must know that in nature, not every creature is beautiful."
"There's evil in them, and some of them aren't even the most original."
"They are pseudo-natural creatures. They are actually just derivatives of the emotions of humans or other creatures."
"That's what we commonly call the evil god."
"If a tribe worships such an evil god for short-term interests..."
"Then it won't be long before...the people of this tribe will have a drastic change in personality, behavior, and life."
"Many frictions between our tribes can be resolved through negotiation..."
"Only worshiping evil gods is absolutely unforgivable."
"Once the surrounding tribes discover that someone believes in evil gods..."
"Everyone will join forces to completely kill this evil god."
Want to determine whether a tribe believes in evil gods...
This is very simple.
After hearing this, Mai Fan probably understood, but he still wanted to ask one more question: "How do people in your tribe determine the identity of the wizard."
"You know, wizards can't appear out of thin air. A lot of knowledge needs to be cultivated from an early age."
Lisbon has nothing to hide.
"When the children of our tribe grow up to about six or seven years old, they will be brought under the totem statue to receive inspection and blessing from the gods."
"In this process, our nature god will also give the people of the tribe certain natures and abilities."
"Some people are born to run faster, and some people are born with great strength."
"Only wizards are a being that only appears after many years."
"The selected child will have feedback from the totem or statue."
"And I am one of them."
"When the former wizard of our tribe was about to die of old age, the tribe's totem chose me..."
After all, for gods, all they need is a mouthpiece...
There are too many chirping prayers on weekdays. If you listen to every one of them...
It will definitely lead to schizophrenia.
Regarding this, Mai Fan expressed his understanding. However, he wanted to test whether he had this qualification... but to no avail.
One is because natural wizards not only rely on gods, but their own tribes also have secret spells to support their miracles.
The second one is that Mai Fan is a bit older.
After all, a transparent soul can only be possessed when one is young...
At Mai Fan's age, even if he once had the qualities of a wizard, it would not be detectable.
After this conversation, Mai Fan felt that he had benefited a lot.
Although what Lisbon said was nonsense... he had roughly grasped how to make himself look like that.
With this as a foreshadowing, if I really want to go to such a world... at least I will be somewhat prepared.
Mai Fan said goodbye to Lisbon and hung up the communication between the two people.
He stocked some commonly used supplies in the back kitchen of the tavern and had a good sleep at home.
He came to the tavern again and turned on the dial that had been counting down.
At this time, the hands of the watch have already pointed to the 0 position.
The villain system takes over again.
The selection button also appeared in front of Mai Fan...
Since there may be no results if there is any delay, Mai Fan decisively pressed the yes button...
Once again he started his succession journey.
A large golden net enveloped Mai Fan and the tavern where he was.
Just for a moment, they were pulled into an unfathomable whirlpool by this net.
When Mai Fan's entire body was drawn in, bang, the channel was closed and the network collapsed...
The small courtyard is still the same small courtyard, nothing has changed.
However, Mai Fan successfully appeared in an unfamiliar environment amidst the whirlwind of the world.
"Follow up! Keep up! Huang! Huang! Huang!"
He looked around and found that he was standing in the middle of a group of passers-by, being squeezed by the passing animals and people... He would fall to the ground in the next second and be trampled into meat patties by the hooves of the giant beast that followed.
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"Tian! Fan!" A big hand quickly pulled him away, and a man's rough face appeared in front of him.
"Fan, what are you talking about! Hurry up and follow the team... I hope we can find a place to stay before it gets dark!"
"Everyone has to work hard to keep up. If you can't keep up... you can only stay with this wasteland."
By this time, the discomfort caused by the time traveling has completely disappeared.
Mai Fan clearly saw the environment he was in and the crowd surrounding him.
He was standing in the middle of a large group of young children... everyone looked so thin, so thin that Mai Fan could count the ribs they had through their skin.
Everyone looked extremely weak, they were tired and hungry, but even so, no one dared to stop, just like Mai Fan, who was in a daze.
Because they know that once they feel the comfort of rest, their bodies can no longer support them on their way.
Children who cannot keep up with the migration of tribes will be abandoned in the wilderness and die alone and helpless.
The children are still young, why don't the adults step up and help?
Mai Fan looked at the other members of the tribe and found that members of each stage were clearly assigned.
Women hold younger children in their arms. Some women, because they are young and strong, even have to take care of more children than others.
There were crying children tied behind their backs, and even smaller sleeping babies hung on their chests.
