Divine Civilization

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It's true, when Luke was young, there wasn't much Holy Wheat in the monastery, and only occasionally did he get a small piece of Holy Wheat bread when he met a large sacrificial event.

St. Luke was satisfied, but Wu Hui still felt dissatisfied.

1,500 kilograms of holy wheat is enough for the gods and people to eat for three or four months. If a few more believers die in a few more battles, and the number of gods and people increases, such a small amount of holy wheat may not be enough to eat.

It's a pity that under constant consumption, his divine power has bottomed out.

Even if you want to catalyze it again, you can only wait a few days before you have new divine power.

Wu Hui divided the 1,500 kilograms of holy wheat into three parts. 400 kilograms were kept as seeds and planted directly back in the Godland, 100 kilograms were reserved for rewarding believers in the lower world, and the remaining 1,000 kilograms were all reserved for the gods to eat. .

After the embarrassing three-month period, when the normally cultivated holy wheat is officially harvested, it should be able to enter a virtuous circle.

The role of divine power is extremely precious, and it would be too wasteful to use it to grow food all the time.

Wu Hui will not participate in the next trivial matters.

Under the command of St. Luke, the gods quickly removed 1,100 kilograms of holy wheat and stored them properly. By the way, they also collected the straw left in the god's field and kept it as firewood in the future.

After asking Wu Hui for instructions, Luke took out a small part of these holy wheat as the first communion for the gods.

They carefully threshed and husked the ears of wheat, ground them into wheat flour and sieved them several times, finally obtaining half a bag of snow-white fine wheat flour. On the mortal plane, only nobles would use fine wheat flour that has been sifted several times to make white bread, and ordinary people could not eat such luxurious white bread several times a year.

But these gods don't waste it, they carefully collect the wheat bran and keep it for later use.

At this time, Jerome, the blacksmith of the Temple of Gods, had already built the oven, and a fire drawn from the furnace was drilled into the oven, and soon the mouth-watering aroma of toasted bread emerged from the oven.

The gods nearby were almost drooling with greed.

Although Wu Hui has no body, his soul still has five senses. At this moment, the tempting aroma of baked bread penetrates his nose, and he can't help feeling a little greedy.

"The first piece of white bread produced by the Holy Wheat of the Kingdom of God is dedicated to the great Lord of Light."

St. Luke took out the first piece of delicious white bread, knelt down on one knee, held it in both hands respectfully and handed it to Wu Hui, his eyes looking forward to it.

Wu Hui suddenly felt a strong sense of hunger attacking the depths of his soul.

He just moved his fingers when he suddenly remembered that he was still a soul body, how could he eat?

St. Luke, are you sure you're not kidding me, old boy?

However, looking at his pious and extremely pure and innocent eyes, and remembering his loyalty to him, Wu Hui couldn't get mad even if he wanted to.

"This oven of bread is for everyone to eat."

Wu Hui waved his hands embarrassingly, pretending not to care.

"On behalf of the subjects, Luke, thank you, my lord, for your divine grace." St. Luke worshiped devoutly again, held the bread with great excitement, and shared the white bread with the gods and people.

"Thank you, my lord."

"Thank you, my lord!"

Amidst the sound of gratitude, Luke, Jerome and the others sat together and ate heartily.

It looked like he hadn't eaten for eight hundred years.

"snort!"

Wu Hui swallowed the non-existent saliva, and floated despondently into the distance with his hands behind his back, feeling resentful in his heart, "My god hates talking while eating."

"Oh~"

Wu Hui squatted alone on the broken pillar, feeling uncomfortable.

After all, he is also a majestic God of Light, but he doesn't even have a body. It’s too miserable not to be able to eat something delicious, but to watch the gods and people eat it~

As a great God of Light, it's time to treat yourself better.

He opened the list of believers, and seeing the slowly rising power of faith, he felt motivated again.

With painstaking efforts until now, at least the growth rate of Power of Faith is not bad.

He secretly swears in his heart: When the next 1 point of divine power arrives, he must create a body for himself.

What's more, it can't be the body of the light elemental life with no dick, but a complete and real human body.

Thinking of this, Wu Hui's soul seemed to emit light.

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at the same time.

In the Kingdom of God, Wu Hui is counting how long it will take to have a body with his fingers.

On the mortal plane of the lower world, the dark witch Judy finally returned to the Lord's Mansion of Luan City as promised.

That night.

The moon and stars are rare.

At this point in time, the civilians who were reluctant to spend money on lighting candles had already fallen into a deep sleep. Apart from the crackling sounds of the patrols and the occasional chimes from the bell tower of the city lord's mansion, the whole city of Luan was quiet. abnormal.

City Lord's Mansion.

After finishing his day's work, Viscount Connor was walking slowly to his dormitory.

White candles were burning on the iron candlesticks on the wall of the corridor, but the air in the corridor was not circulated, and there were few white candles lit. Although the scattered firelight saved the corridor from darkness, it also made the narrow and dark corridor gloomy Yes, the atmosphere is mysterious.

However, the corridors of the castle at night were like this every day. Viscount Connor had long been used to it, and he still walked in a graceful, dignified and elegant manner, showing his aristocratic demeanor surrounded by the left and right servants.

Suddenly.

A figure slowly emerged from the shadows of the corridor.

This figure was tall and slender, wearing a dark purple hooded robe that almost melted into the darkness, with a mysterious aura, it was the dark witch who had turned to the light, Judy Sinclair.

When the dark witch appeared, she didn't hide her aura at all, and Viscount Connor felt something was wrong instantly.

"who?"

He tensed up and looked into the darkness suddenly.

Seeing the figure standing quietly in the corner, his scalp tightened, but the expression on his face seemed to have taken another script, but he suddenly relaxed, showing a polite smile: "It turns out that Miss Judy is back. .You have been lucky all the way, I have not touched the room, you can go back and rest at any time."

A mature nobleman would never show his emotions on his face. Viscount Connor knew this well, and he never showed his emotions. He didn't even ask about the result of Judy's trip, acting like a A standard noble lord who is generous and warm to others.

The Dark Witch knew the way of the nobleman well, so she didn't show politeness to him, and said in a hoarse voice, "I failed."

Viscount Connor's smile faltered slightly, his face was covered with a haze, how could it be possible?

The dark witch seemed a little annoyed: "I admit, I was careless this time. I didn't expect that the false saint had a purification holy artifact in her hand, and she just restrained the 'kiss of death'."

"Purification Hallows?" Viscount Connor's face was gloomy, and he frowned suspiciously, "Could it be that the old thing from the monastery...?"

The Dark Witch snorted coldly, her eyes covered by the hood were cold and filled with deep-seated hatred: "I don't care where that shit came from. Since I promised to help you remove obstacles and return your favor, I will definitely Do it. 'Kiss of death' won't work, I have other ways. I don't believe that she, a third-level spellcaster, can turn the world upside down in my hands."

As she said that, she turned around and was about to leave, as if she was going back to make more powerful witch medicine.

Seeing this, Viscount Connor took a step forward and said politely: "Please wait a moment, Miss Judy. I have a question that I don't understand, and I hope you can tell me the truth."

The dark witch Judy paused, exuding a cold and evil aura all over her body, she turned her head impatiently: "Speak."

"Recently there have been rumors that the fallen God of Light has returned, and the rumors are intensifying." Viscount Connor said unhurriedly, "I wonder if Miss Judy found anything unusual when she went to Gru Town this time? "

"absurd!"

Hearing this, the Dark Witch snorted and sneered hoarsely, "With Lord Viscount's knowledge, how could you ask such a stupid question? If the legendary God of Light really returns, do you think I can come back alive?"

"Hehe, I'm just asking casually." Viscount Connor smiled kindly, "Miss Judy rest well, I won't bother you."

The Dark Witch turned around and left, but before taking two steps, she paused and sneered, "The news of the God of Light's fall was confirmed by the God of the Void and the demigods of the elves. Lord Viscount should focus his energy elsewhere."

Saying that, before Viscount Connor could speak again, she had already turned around, turned into a cloud of black mist and merged into the darkness, completely disappearing.

Viscount Connor stared at her disappearing figure from afar, his brows were slightly frowned, and he seemed to have some doubts. After a long time, he said to himself in the air: "What do you think about what Judy said?"

Suddenly, a deep male voice came from the shadow beside him: "Is the master suspicious of Miss Judy?"

Viscount Connor still looked at the place where the Dark Witch disappeared, his face darkened a little: "I smell a lie."

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