Chapter 1542: Pledge to the God of Agriculture

The deification ceremony ended successfully.

The number of Great Xia deities has reached 34,000!

But it's not over yet.

Lin Fan looked at the deities radiating divine power, picked up the microphone again, and said in a deep voice: "First of all, congratulations to everyone on becoming a member of my Great Xia God Corps."

"Here, I have some small gifts for you."

Under the curious gaze of the soldiers, Lin Fan stretched out a hand.

"Hua La La!"

In the crisp collision sound, the divine crystals radiating divine power fell like a waterfall, and the piled up hills were even higher than the Great Wall of the North.

These are the divine crystals that Lin Fan cheated from the divine beasts and gods.

That's not all.

"Hua La La!"

Lao Zhu also stretched out a hand, and in just a moment, the rolling divine crystals fell again.

Two hundred million divine crystals!

This is what the fraud leader cheated from the God Realm with the deities. Although not as much as Lin Fan cheated at one time, it is better in a continuous supply.

Moreover, new fighting methods are constantly being replaced, and with the increasing number of God-Achievers, more and more manpower, and more and more benefits.

And now,

There are 810 million God Crystals in front of us!

The divine power contained in it is so majestic that even the world has a trace of divine power.

Even Shang Weitian on the side widened his eyes: "So many God Crystals?"

The soldiers were also stunned: "This... is it for us?"

"Here is a total of 810 million God Crystals," Lin Fan said in a deep voice: "Members of the God-Killing Army, each person will be given 10,000 God Crystals for cultivation!"

"The God of Agriculture is about to descend, and the war between the two major temples is about to break out. Don't do anything during this last period of time, just absorb God Crystals and absorb them with cultivation!"

"Absorb at least 100 pieces every morning, and practice God-Killing and Demon-Slaying Skills in the afternoon, or carry out the Three Gods Plan to consolidate strength."

For a time, many God-Achievers widened their eyes.

"Ten thousand divine crystals per person? One hundred per day?"

"Even a pig can become a god!"

"Thank you for feeding me, Commander-in-Chief!"

"This unlucky God Realm, did the Commander-in-Chief cheat for divine crystals again?"

An old god-aspirant next to him looked at the new recruits who had just become gods with a complicated expression, and said with emotion: "You are in a good time. We only distributed twenty divine crystals a month back then."

An old god-aspirant felt the pressure slowly, and whispered: "We old god-aspirants have to work harder, otherwise we will soon be caught up by those who have just become gods if we widen the gap. That would be too embarrassing!"

This is simply like feeding pigs.

One hundred divine crystals a day, it's hard to absorb them all.

Once upon a time, Daxia's divine crystals were scarce, and coupled with the huge population, even if Lin Fan cheated in the God Realm... ahem, it was hard work, and the divine crystals he earned could only guarantee the soldiers one hundred divine crystals a month, and the progress was slow.

And now, the resources of Daxia can finally compete with the Temple!

No, it is an understatement to say that they can compete with the Temple.

Even in the Temple, there is no elder who can do nothing every day and absorb the crystals. The elders are busy doing tasks all day long in exchange for crystals.

This welfare treatment completely surpasses the Temple.

And there are social security and personal insurance.

This does not exist in the God Realm. In the past, the Star Chamber of Commerce proposed the concept of insurance, and the Assassin Temple fully supported it and stated: "This is great. If you dare to do this, I dare to make you bankrupt."

Just kidding, insurance, for the Assassin Temple, it is simply a bounty... There is no need for others to issue tasks, just buy insurance for the other party, and the main feature is that you issue tasks to yourself.

Not even the Temple.

The giant spirit and the locust driver on the side widened their eyes. The giant spirit said in disbelief: "There really is a salary, and even the treatment of newly-become gods is so good?"

"You should have said it earlier! I would have come earlier!"

Zilu on the side frowned: "Don't you have a salary?"

"How can there be a salary in heaven? How fresh!" The giant spirit looked uncomfortable. Heaven was simply exploiting! They, the little immortals, did not get rewards for good work, and had to be scolded for bad work.

The big guys sat high in the clouds, doing nothing and enjoying the faith.

As a result, when they came to Daxia, the newly-become gods did nothing and waited to be fed. The big guys worked in the God Realm to earn money to support their families...

Lin Fan did this not out of generosity, but to make the gods of Daxia grow stronger as soon as possible and make up for the shortage of medium-level gods.

Although there are many gods in Daxia now, their foundations are still not comparable to those of the temples. The number of middle-level gods is very small, and middle-level gods are the real backbone, which determines the number of high-level gods and top-level masters in the future.

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In fact, these god crystals can also be used to cultivate the gods of Daxia. These 800 million god crystals are enough to make the strength of the gods of Daxia reach a higher level.

But Lin Fan knows deeply that true strength does not rely on one or two top masters, nor on thirty or so gods of Daxia.

Even if there are thirty or so fifteen-level high-level gods, they cannot truly protect everyone in Daxia under the huge coalition of the gods.

Only when the people of Daxia become truly powerful and everyone becomes a god, can they be truly powerful!

"In addition, 470 million god crystals will be divided equally among each semi-god warrior, and Daxia citizens who reach the seventh rank or above will also receive official resource subsidies."

"I wish you all to become gods soon!"

The soldiers and the people shouted excitedly: "Thank you, commander-in-chief!"

"Become gods soon!"

"Haha, two hundred divine crystals a day! With this batch of resources, I will definitely become a god!" A semi-god warrior laughed excitedly, feeling full of confidence and close to becoming a god.

The next moment.

"Boom!!"

The divine power column shot up into the sky, and the brilliant godhead condensed behind him.

Lin Fan: "..."

"Okay, everyone. The god-making ceremony is over." Lin Fan waved his hand.

The god-making ceremony is over.

Many gods left happily and went to handle the procedures for being incorporated into the Great Xia God Corps. The semi-god warriors were full of confidence, holding a mountain of divine crystals and going back to practice, determined to join the next god-making ceremony.

The highest command center.

The gods of Great Xia, as well as Shang Weitian, Jin Lao, Chen Lao and other high-level people gathered.

"Haha, I really didn't expect it. Thirty-four thousand. After this deification ceremony, my Great Xia will have thirty-four thousand gods!"

Old Jin laughed loudly. Thirty-four thousand is really an exaggeration.

If we ignore the ratio of medium and high gods, just look at this number. Although there is still a gap from the Thunder Temple, which is said to have 100,000 gods and tens of thousands of high gods, it is enough to compete with the Earth Temple with a deep foundation.

There are not many gods in the God Realm that can exceed this number. Any temple with thirty-four thousand gods can be called a behemoth in the God Realm.

"And with so many resources to help with cultivation, within a month, the strength of these new gods will at least reach the third level or above," Chique added: "And among the old gods, it is expected that at least five thousand medium gods will appear."

All of them are smashed with resources.

It is really difficult to cross the threshold between medium and low gods, and the gap between medium gods is also very large.

A tenth-level medium god is enough to suppress dozens of fifth-level medium gods.

The realm of the middle god seems ordinary, but in fact it is connected to the high god and the low god. Sometimes, although they are all middle gods, the gap should not be too big when they really fight. Some middle gods can be called half-step high gods, and some middle gods can be called half-step low gods.

But no matter what, the result of the god-making plan is very good, and everyone is very happy.

Only Lin Fan has no smile on his face.

"In another month, the Temple of the God of Agriculture will come."

"In another two months, the Qingmu Temple will also find this place."

"The number of middle gods in the two temples is a thousand. We have overwhelming numbers, but five thousand newly promoted middle gods, even if five against one, can hardly match those middle gods in the temple who have experienced hundreds of battles and are mostly at the seventh and eighth levels, and even at the tenth level. At most, they have a slight advantage."

"But the high gods in those two temples add up to nearly a hundred."

As soon as these words came out, the smiles on everyone's faces gradually faded.

The gods are coming!

At this moment, everyone felt more nervous.

"Let's arrange a battle plan," Brenda, who made an exception to join the meeting, said with a heavy face, "The European side is ready for battle and can share some of the pressure this time."

But to Brenda's surprise, Mr. Jin, Mr. Chen and others looked at him with a complicated look, as if they were unwilling to let the European side share the pressure...

This time is really different!

"Don't be nervous, there will be no fighting this time." Lin Fan smiled.

Brenda: "???"

"Surrender directly?" Brenda exclaimed, and slowly stood up surrounded by thunder, "We have finally held on until now... How can you Daxia surrender?"

If you want to surrender, it is us Europeans who surrender first!

Your Majesty, why did you surrender first when you were about to fight to the death!

"No, not surrender." Lin Fan smiled, "Next, I will tell you the plan for the Temple of the God of Agriculture this time!"

"The name of this plan is to be loyal to the God of Agriculture!"

"What!!" Xiang Yu's face darkened: "Loyalty? You want this Overlord to be loyal to the gods?"

"Xiang Yu, calm down first." Xing Ye on the side hurriedly said: "Listen to it first."

"Haha, I am the Overlord, I would rather die than be loyal to the gods!" Xiang Yu sneered and held the Overlord Spear tightly, but then suddenly froze in place and nodded: "It's okay to listen to it first."

A dagger hung on his neck, Xing Ye nodded with satisfaction: "I still like to see you calm like this."

Overlord Xiang Yu looked ugly.

Why are the younger generations of Da Xia now more powerful than each other?

Lin Fan had previously revealed his plan to the top leaders of Daxia, and now simply said: "The Temple of the God of Agriculture will arrive in a month, and the Temple of Qingmu will also arrive in two months."

"The two temples have a total of ninety-six high-level gods!"

"Even if we take one alone, there are forty or fifty high-level gods, which is far beyond our ability to resist!"

"So, we can't fight hard!"

Brenda's face was gloomy: "Then we can't surrender!"

"We will be loyal to the Temple of the God of Agriculture!" Lin Fan said in a deep voice: "But we won't fight for them, our goal is to let the Temple of the God of Agriculture fight for us!"

Brenda was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

Lin Fan explained: "The Temple of the God of Agriculture is now desperate. This is their last hiding place and their hope to rise again."

"When the Qingmu Temple arrives, they will never sit and wait for death, and will not allow the Qingmu Temple to seize this plane!"

"They will fight for us!"

"And in this process, we only need to play their devout believers, human beings who are emaciated due to hunger and famine, desperately waiting for God to save them."

"When they come, we will bow our heads and bow down, we will shed tears of gratitude, and we will sing their praises loudly!"

"And in order to increase their strength and establish faith and conquer believers, they will show God's mercy, nourish the land with divine power, and cultivate it for us..."

Brenda gasped.

Is this a plot against the gods?

This is treating the God of Agriculture as a farm tool!

For a moment, Brenda understood Lin Fan's thoughts, and was even more shocked by Lin Fan's thoughts!

Who said you have to fight in the face of gods?

Daxia, it’s too dangerous!

Looking at this despicable and cunning Shura God, Brenda suddenly sympathized with the ambitious Farm Gods who were preparing to invade.

"Now, with the cooperation of the Locust King, all the crops in Daxia have been eaten away, and the fertility of the land has been wiped out. It's like experiencing a long famine." Lin Fan glanced at Brenda and said, "Brenda, you guys Is there no food production in Europe now?”

Brenda on the side said with some pride and sadness: "No more. Not a single crop is gone."

Your Daxia is a man-made famine.

There is a real famine over there!

"Okay, then the next step will be easy." Lin Fan said: "In order to show that we were abandoned by the Ocean Temple, our faith was mostly broken, and we also experienced a plane of famine..."

"Mr. Chen, produce a large number of stickers with the ashes of the God of the Ocean, and let millions of people wear the badge of the Ocean Temple, pretending to be remaining believers."

"Shang Weitian, produce a large number of flags of the Ocean Temple, but tear most of them into pieces and scatter them on the ground. It symbolizes broken faith."

"In addition, hanging up the coat of arms and flag of the Temple of Saturn, which is the pattern of wheat seedlings, symbolizes the hope of harvest. Building another batch of totems symbolizes our extreme desire for harvest."

"When they come, we will be loyal to them, we will cry bitterly, we will play the role of emaciated victims suffering from famine, and we will be their devout believers!"

"It's ridiculous! As an overlord, how can I beg the gods! How can there be no reason not to fight when the gods come!" Overlord Xiang Yu sneered.

Lin Fan continued: "And they will show kindness to us, nourish the earth, and cultivate with all their strength!"

The Overlord clasped his hands in his fists: "I am willing to be loyal to the God of Agriculture for all my life!"

joke.

If farm tools come to your door, who would be willing to hit them?

They are here to help with the farming!

"Good plan! We, the European side, are willing to take on a batch!" Faced with the gods, Brenda volunteered for the first time: "We can even let all the gods of agriculture come to our place!"

After all, there is a real famine over there.

Lin Fan waved his hands indignantly: "No, for such a dangerous matter, let Daxia accept all the gods of agriculture. I, Daxia, am willing to bear all risks!"

Brenda: "..."

"It's not that Daxia doesn't want you to have the God of Agriculture to help with production." Lin Fan explained helplessly: "Your

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There is not much arable land here, and other lands have been torn apart by waves. If the gods of agriculture see it, their evaluation of our plane will be greatly reduced. "

"At that time, they will not think that this is a rich and fertile land, and they will not fight a decisive battle with the Aoki Temple for this land."

"We want to show the most fertile land to the God of Agriculture so that the God of Agriculture cannot give up this land!"

“And here we have the central agricultural area that has been reclaimed, and the land is flat and suitable for farming.”

"Furthermore, if the plan fails and the God of Agriculture notices something...if a war breaks out, with all due respect, your entire European side will not be able to fight back. That's forty-one high gods."

Brenda sighed: "That makes sense to me."

"Wait a minute." Brenda suddenly felt something was wrong, "The most important part of your plan is to pretend to be a disaster victim..."

Brenda looked at everyone present complicatedly.

All of them are strong and strong, even Mr. Chen eats for nothing.

This shows how good the food in Daxia is lately.

They don't look like disaster victims at all.

"Are you sure you can pretend to be a disaster victim?" Brenda frowned.

"Mr. Jin, how about the honor guard our family has prepared?" Lin Fan looked at Mr. Jin.

Mr. Jin picked up the walkie-talkie: "Come in."

A group of young soldiers walked into the conference room.

Although I am not sallow and thin.

But also strong and strong.

"Mr. Jin, what are your instructions?" the soldier standing at the front said angrily.

No feeling of weakness from hunger.

Lin Fan shook his head. Although each of these soldiers was quite thin, they were solidly thin, with refined muscles under their military uniforms.

People who are not hungry have distracted eyes, disoriented faces, stiff movements, and slow thinking.

The feeling of hunger cannot be disguised. No matter how good the makeup is, even if the makeup makes the face sallow and the cheeks sunken, you can't escape the god of agriculture who is in charge of harvest and famine and has seen many hungry people.

"Didn't I tell you to eat less!" Mr. Jin scolded, "You are all so strong. How can the God of Agriculture believe that you have survived the famine?"

The leading soldier lowered his head in embarrassment: "Mr. Jin, we don't know why, but we just can't lose weight."

As he finished speaking, a bag fell out of his trouser pocket.

Lin Fan: "..."

"This brat... Oh, forget it," said Old Jin helplessly, "It's not their fault. In order to make them lose weight, their training volume has doubled, but we can't let the soldiers not eat... Not to mention them, even I eat secretly when I'm hungry in the middle of the night..."

The people of Daxia have a natural fear of hunger.

The people of Daxia are not afraid of death or tiredness, but they are afraid of being hungry.

Fortunately, Lin Fan has another preparation.

"It's okay. I didn't want to starve the soldiers to lose weight. We are fighting famine. We can't create a famine to starve ourselves." Lin Fan waved his hand and turned to look at Brenda: "Brenda, what's the current situation there?"

"The situation is not good." Brenda sighed, "Because of your aid and the wages of the citizens who came to work, no one starved to death there. Most of them can barely eat, but some have suffered from long-term hunger. One-fifth of the people have lost weight. About 60 million people have been hungry for a long time."

There was some complaint in her tone, but she also knew that Daxia had done its best.

You can't complain that others support you when you support them.

If it weren't for Daxia, I'm afraid that only one-fifth of the European people could survive.

Fortunately, there are people working in Daxia. Don't underestimate the monthly salary of one person. Even if it is only a few hundred Daxia coins after paying off the debt, buying a few large bags of flour in Daxia and shipping it back is enough for a family to eat for a month.

Nowadays, in Europe, if someone has a family working in Daxia, it will be envied.

"Brenda, I know you feel bad. You will feel that we have more food than we can eat in Daxia, but we don't support you vigorously." Lin Fan looked at Brenda: "But now it's used."

"My Daxia will hire your citizens to come to Daxia when the God of Agriculture comes, and play the role of Daxia citizens who have experienced famine, and welcome the God of Agriculture!"

"As usual, food and accommodation are provided, as for the salary... two thousand Daxia coins a month!"

This is the backup plan that Lin Fan left before.

The reason why he deliberately did not provide strong assistance and watched the European people suffer from long-term hunger is for today!

If there are always people who have to go hungry, then Lin Fan still thinks it is better for the European people to starve.

"Two thousand?" Brenda nodded repeatedly: "Yes, that's great! But please tell them, there are only one thousand!"

Lin Fan: "..."