My Virtual Kingdom of God

Crescent Island is an island in the Sea of ​​Storms, named for its shape resembling a crescent moon.

The bull tribe where Tulu is located is located at the crescent of Crescent Island, with the sea of ​​storms on the left and the lake in Crescent Island, and the dense forest at the mouth of Tulu below.

Through the dense forest, there is a large plain.

There are an astonishing number of indigenous tribes living on Crescent Island. Due to low productivity, although these tribes have the same belief and race, each tribe has a very small population.

The Manniu tribe where Tulu is located originally had a population of hundreds of people, and it was considered a large tribe among these tribes.

The mountain wolf tribe that Solu mentioned was a tribe that lived in the plains. Although the two tribes did not communicate much with each other, they lived in harmony for generations.

Because they are located in the plains, the mountain wolf tribe has abundant food and rarely conflicts with other tribes, let alone compete with them for hunting grounds.

Inside the hut.

Seeing that Tulu was silent, Allen knew it well: "Solu, take someone with you and come with me to visit the mountain wolf tribe."

"Yes, my lord envoy."

Seeing this, Tulu hesitated to speak.

Allen said with relief: "Tulu, don't worry if I'm here."

He didn't talk big. On Crescent Island, he was a high-level knight, and he was completely invincible. He hadn't heard of any extraordinary power on Crescent Island. It was just a closed indigenous island.

Everyone is getting ready to go.

"Alan." A voice sounded in Alan's mind.

"Listen to your orders, great god!" Alan's face became solemn, and he immediately knelt down on the ground. Seeing this, everyone knelt down one after another.

Zheng Dong looked at the natives kneeling on the ground in front of him, nodded and said: "Your trip to the Mountain Wolf Tribe is mainly about investigation, and you should not kill them lightly."

"As you wish!" Allen bowed his head again and solemnly said.

"Go."

"Yes." After that, Allen got up and led the hunting team out of the hut.

"Tulu." Zheng Dong looked down at the tribal leader who was still kneeling there, and said softly, "Is there a problem with the tribal food?"

Tulu's body trembled slightly, and he said for a while, "That's true, great god."

Seeing this scene, Zheng Dong couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He has been so absorbed in building a virtual kingdom of God these past two days that he has ignored believers from other worlds.

For Zheng Dong, the foreign world is the source of his extraordinary knowledge and power. If there is a problem in the foreign world, even if he has a virtual kingdom of God, he may only be reduced to a virtual game in the end, but with the backing of the foreign world, Zheng Dong is confident in making it an extraordinary game.

Thinking of this, Zheng Dong said: "Go and appease the people in the tribe, I will help you solve the food problem."

Hearing this, Tulu suddenly raised his head with tears in his eyes: "Praise you, great God!"

After finishing speaking, he kowtowed again.

 …

Consciousness returns to the body, Zheng Dong's eyes are full of worry.

He understood the situation of the tribe of believers. Because of the scourge of Viscount Winter, the already low productivity of the tribe was not enough to feed the tribe. To make matters worse, there was a problem with the tribe's hunting grounds.

It is obviously too late to plant new crops, so the only thing to do is hunt.

But the prey in the dense forest is limited after all. Not only the bull tribe needs it, but other small tribes also rely on the dense forest to survive. It is foreseeable that in order to survive, there will be greater conflicts among the tribes, unless Zheng Dong can solve the food problem.

hunt, hunt...

Zheng Dong rubbed his head, since there is no enough food on land, what about in the sea?

Sea of ​​Storms! Zheng Dong's eyes lit up.

Relying on the ocean, there is actually a lack of food. If you say this, you will be laughed to death by modern people.

But in the aboriginal tribes, this is a cruel fact. The aboriginals don't know how to build boats, and at most they can build rafts. In addition, they don't know how to weave nets.

Therefore, it is nothing new to guard the mountains of food and go hungry.

Weaving technology!

Zheng Dong can't either, but he has Du Niang.

Turning on the computer, Zheng Dong quickly browsed the webpage, and after filtering out a bunch of spam advertisements, he finally found the knowledge he wanted on the Internet.

How to weave a fishing net.

Zheng Dong keeps scrolling down, and the webpage not only records the techniques and materials of weaving fishing nets, but also has video teaching of weaving fishing nets.

Zheng Dong learned that hemp is needed to make primitive fishing nets. Hemp is very common on the earth, but Zheng Dong doesn't know if it is common in other worlds. At this moment, only a dead horse can be used as a living horse doctor.

After searching all the information, Zheng Dong entered it with the book of truth.

The speed at which the Book of Truth entered information was astonishing, and it was all entered in the blink of an eye.

Consciousness came to another world again.

Zheng Dong transmitted all the knowledge he had found to Tulu, and Tulu felt the countless information in his mind, and became more and more awed by the gods in his heart.

After he checked the transmitted knowledge in detail, his mouth grew bigger and bigger.

Hemp is a crop that can not only weave fishing nets, but also make clothes. Many clothes worn by ancient people, including modern people, are made of hemp.

Of course, for the current Tulu tribe, making clothes is something later. Weaving fishing nets and catching fish to fill the food gap of the tribe is the top priority.

After Tulu gained the knowledge of weaving fishing nets, Xin was ecstatic. He knew hemp as a crop. On the plains of Crescent Island, there were a lot of wild hemp. He had always regarded it as a weed before and never cared about it.

The gods really know everything!

Tulu's awe of Zheng Dong deepened.

In fact, Zheng Dong has always been suspicious that the aboriginal civilization on Crescent Island is very unbalanced. They know how to farm, but they don't know how to weave, let alone make ironware.

According to the normal development law of civilization, they should have learned to weave, instead of wandering in the jungle wearing grass skirts and feathers like they are now.

Their civilization seemed to have been interfered by external forces. After thinking about it for a long time, Zheng Dong, who had no idea, gave up thinking.

After Tulu got the fishing net weaving technology, he immediately organized the labor force in the tribe, holding stone knives and bone knives, ready to harvest hemp.

The sooner the nets are made, the sooner they will get rid of the hunger situation, so everyone is motivated.