Chapter 1178

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In the stone hall, a small portal was set up.

The portal is a bit like a star gate, with a diameter of only two meters. If you want to drive, you need magic.

"I never knew the portal was like this!" Oliver said.

"It's hard to believe that this is actually a portal. Shouldn't the portal be built on the mage tower? How can the portal be driven without huge energy?" the old servant wondered.

"Of course, it's magic or divine power!" Wang Xiaoya raised her hand. The sun's light gushed out of her hand and poured into the portal. The magic symbols on the portal lit up one by one, and then began dialing. Finally, the wormhole was opened.

Endless divine radiance poured out of the portal, spread to the ground, and then spread to the whole stone hall.

Everything in the stone hall began to be covered with a layer of sacred brilliance. The original stone hall, which was still very simple, suddenly became magnificent and solemn.

"My Lord is coming!" little fat Oliver and the old servant hurriedly knelt down on one knee to welcome the arrival of Wang Dali. Wang Xiaoya glanced aside.

A light man stepped out of the portal, the light converged, showing the true shape of Wang Dali, a handsome boy.

"The plan succeeded!" Wang Dali laughed.

"Yes, it's successful!" Wang Xiaoya couldn't hide her excitement. In this world, it is estimated that there has never been a portal that doesn't rely on the energy of the mage tower.

This small portal, it can be said, is a great initiative in this world.

However, it is not difficult to understand that xingmen is the crystallization of many higher civilizations. It is not surprising that this world cannot be invented.

Then, bags of things were thrown out of the transmission door. The mercenaries quickly moved the things to the stone hall.

"Well, don't worry about not enough food!" Wang Xiaoya relaxed and asked for instructions: "brother, what should we do now? How can we make those one-sided barbarians trust us and believe in the sun god?"

"This requires patience. Let's settle here at ease. It seems that the snowstorm season is coming. This is our chance!" Wang Dali said.

"All right!" Wang Xiaoya waved and ordered her hand to cut down trees and build wooden houses around the stone hall.

Wang Dali stood, and the light spread from his feet in all directions until the light penetrated the stone hall and shrouded the whole hillside. The snow on the hillside melted in an instant.

The cold wind, blowing over, meets the brilliance, also becomes the warm wind, no longer as cold as a knife. After the melting of ice and snow, the vegetation is exposed, and some are still green grass.

In the distant tribal village, the barbarians saw the stone hall on the Western hillside from a distance, revealing the spring flavor. They were out of tune with the wind and snow day, and couldn't help but wonder.

Not long after, barbarians came to the foot of the hillside one after another.

On the hillside, the mercenaries who built wooden houses have begun to bury pots for cooking, and the smell of broth overflows.

The barbarian children were not afraid of being born or ashamed. They ran to the side of the big pot, picked up the big bowl, didn't speak, and directly scooped up the soup.

The mercenaries gave orders and did not stop them. They laughed and patted the children on the back of the head, took some salted eggs and forced them into the children's hands.

The warm hillside and the cold outside the hillside are two worlds.

When the barbarians are free, they come here for a walk. Occasionally, they can get a few distributed salted eggs, or one or two pieces of salted fish and fresh meat.

After ten days, the hillside stone hall has become a lively place, which is very popular with barbarians.

Several mercenaries felt the breath of God in the stone hall, were inspired, changed their faith and became the second batch of believers of the sun god.

The first believers were naturally little fat Oliver.

"Brother, are we too crafty to do this? Now, there are many barbarians asking whether they can get food every day if they believe in the sun god. How do you want me to answer this question?"

"Didn't you say yes?"

"Yes, after answering, I regret it. What if they bring all the old, young, sick and disabled in the tribe and pretend every day to get food?" Wang Xiaoya stalled.

"What else can I do? The food is still distributed!"

Wang vigorously waved his hand and said with a smile, "don't we still lack that little food?"

"My Lord, how can we lack it? Before I came, I had told my family to spare no effort to provide food for us, not to mention a small tribe. Even a hundred times more, our Hadley family can afford it!" Oliver hurried.

"That's it!"

Wang Dali smiled: "you know the story of three people becoming tigers. It's a rumor, but it's also the people's heart. The people's heart is like this. They will gradually get used to it. When they get used to worshiping the sun god and feel the will of the sun god, then faith will take root and sprout in their hearts, which is beyond their control!"

Wang Xiaoya suddenly smiled and said, "isn't it like walking a dog? Obedient. Give me a piece of meat. Over time, the dog will really be obedient!"

"Yes, a lie a hundred times will come true, and a faith a thousand times. Even if the heart is dishonest at the beginning, there will always be guys inspired by God in the end. Therefore, we just need to cast a net, and we don't worry about catching fish or collecting stray lambs!"

"Yes, yes, those savage little children, as long as they eat the food we give more times, they are not afraid that they will not become the lamb of the sun god. Perhaps the initial belief began with filling their stomachs!" Wang Xiaoya praised.

"Just do it. Take your time. Don't worry. The sacred cause can't be in a hurry. Let's remember a word. Sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently!"

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