Fang Zhou, just tell me whether the mission is completed or not.

"But I have already agreed with them that tomorrow I will return double the supplies I received today."

Frost Star will answer this question instantly:

"That is their agreement with the True God. We are an integrated movement that is determined to combat the True God cult."

Luo Chen's eyes revealed deep relief, and he looked at Frost Star beside him.

This rabbit-headed boy, who had never received compulsory education, could now display wisdom and insight beyond ordinary people, which made Luo Chen couldn't help but sigh.

He knew that he would no longer have to explain the truth to those who did not understand it, because Frost Star was by his side.

Luo Chen threw his hand silently on Frost Star.

Then he gently held her hands and said in a low but firm voice:

"Xiao Bai, as my deputy, you will explain to me for those who don't know the truth."

Frost Star, who was originally immersed in guilt, felt as if she had found redemption after hearing Luo Chen's words.

She felt a great sense of responsibility, but at the same time she was full of confidence and courage.

She agreed to Luo Chen's request without hesitation, and even forgot what she was here for tonight.

……

The next morning, the sun shone through the sparse clouds onto the earth, adding a bit of warmth to the cold river valley.

However, for the snow monsters, the camp at this moment was filled with an incredible atmosphere.

They were surprised to find that the supplies that had been piled in the center of the camp the day before were still there intact, with no signs of being sent back.

What made them even more confused was that

Not only did the Integration Movement not intend to pack up and send the supplies back, but it started to get busy and built warehouses.

Not only were the foundations of these warehouses built for long-term use, but they were also carefully classified according to the types of materials.

Grain is stored in a dry and ventilated place, poultry is placed in areas away from water sources, and clothes and daily necessities are piled directly on the ground.

They didn't understand what Luo Chen was going to do, so they asked the members of the Integration Movement who were working.

After hearing from members of the Integration Movement that the General wanted to store these supplies for a long time.

The snow monsters looked at each other, unable to believe what they heard.

Luo Chen wants to leave all these supplies behind?

You promised to return the supplies to others, but you won’t do that?

Isn't this too immoral?

"Those villagers took out all the bitter tea seeds yesterday. If we don't send them back today, won't they be running around naked on the streets in the future?"

"Clothes are not the problem. The problem is that they don't even have food or cooking utensils."

"Didn't Big Sister talk to Chief Luo yesterday? How did the conversation turn out like this?"

The snow monsters were talking to each other, and at this time Froststar found them.

Although they are not returning the supplies today, they still have new villages to save.

Froststar came looking for him when he found that the snow monsters had not come to him to make friends.

When the snow monsters saw Froststar, they immediately started talking.

"Big sister, why aren't these supplies being sent back?"

"Didn't we make an agreement with the villagers yesterday?"

Listening to the familiar questions, Shuang Xing's mouth corners raised.

This question does not stump her.

"Listen to me, what does the agreement between the believers and the True God Ursus have to do with our Integration Movement?"

Snow Monsters: ???

Ah... Big sister, do you want to listen to what you are saying?

at the same time.

The villagers who had spent all their money betting on the true God yesterday have spontaneously gathered at the entrance of the village.

The sunlight shone on the open space at the entrance of the village, stretching their shadows long.

Some of these villagers were leaning on crutches, some were holding children, their clothes were simple and worn, but their spirits were extremely excited.

They sat together and talked loudly:

"Brandon, you have offered the most sacrifices to the true God in the past few days. From now on, you will be the richest man in the village."

Brandon had a bright smile on his face. He scratched the back of his head and said, "What richest man? It's all God's gift. If you were more sincere to God before, I wouldn't be the richest man."

"Yes, we didn't respect the true God enough before, but from now on, I will only believe in the true God."

At this time, another man shook his head:

"Unfortunately, I am not as sincere as Brandon, otherwise I would have received not 500 kilograms of food today, but 1,000 kilograms."

"Five hundred pounds is not enough? I can only get one hundred pounds today."

"Praise God, I can get two pack animals today. Once I get the pack animals, I will go and reclaim the wasteland on the mountain. Next year, I can grow several hundred kilograms of crops."

The villagers praised the true God to each other, and showed off their Versailles style from time to time.

In the past, these villagers were left with only a few dozen kilograms of grain after the empire collected taxes, but now they always ask for a hundred kilograms.

As for the true God, he kept mentioning it and praised him from beginning to end.

……

As the sun rises completely, it is time for the True God priests to appear.

Everyone stopped chatting and stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the forest path in the distance, expecting the appearance of those familiar figures.

Looking forward to the dream of becoming rich overnight.

however.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour.

Even until noon.

None of the familiar figures appeared.

Chapter 169 The painful cries wailed in the mountains and forests.

As the sun rose and golden light appeared in the sky, the villagers had already gathered at the entrance of the village, looking firmly at the road in the distance, expecting the appearance of the figures who had brought them endless longing.

However, as time passed, the sun gradually rose high in the sky and then slowly set, until the afterglow of dusk filled the earth, and the road was still empty.

The enthusiasm and longing that originally filled the faces of the villagers gradually dissipated during the long wait.

Their expressions became dull, but not desperate yet.

After all, today is not over yet.

The entrance to the village was eerily quiet, with everyone staring into the dark forest.

Although their legs were already sore and stiff, they were more reluctant to miss the moment when the True God priest appeared.

"Where are the people from the True God Church?" Finally, a child couldn't help but ask the question that everyone wanted to ask.

But no one could answer him.

It was eerily quiet all around.

Everyone was excited in the morning, waiting for the blessing of the true God with infinite longing.

It feels like spending all your money to marry a girl, but on the wedding day, the girl disappears and your property is gone.

If the true God’s gift had not come today, they would have found it difficult to even survive, let alone make a living.

"Maybe the mountain road is difficult to travel, after all, there are so many supplies."

Brandon, who had the strongest belief in the true God, also stared at the quiet path ahead.

In order to save the reputation of the true God he believed in, he explained:

"There is still one night left today. I believe that the blessing of the true God will definitely arrive tonight."

"Everyone is tired, why don't you go back and rest first."

"When the priests come, I will call you."

This reason is very far-fetched.

But people tend to believe in self-hypnosis. Everyone nodded and agreed:

"Indeed, the mountain road is not easy to walk on."

"It's normal to come a little late."

"That must be it."

After deceiving each other, smiles appeared on everyone's faces again.

"It's okay, don't worry. The great True God Ursus can't possibly deceive us."

"Let's go back and rest first. We still need to conserve our energy to carry the gift given to us by the True God."

The villagers went home in groups of three or four, leaving only three people waiting for news at the entrance of the village.

……

However, after one night.

The cold morning breeze blew on the cheeks of every villager.

It was so cold that the air seemed to freeze.

All the villagers looked at each other.

Last night was still yesterday, but now a whole day has passed.

The time for True God to give back has completely passed, why haven’t the priests of True God Church come yet?

What about people?

I used to be able to come every day, but today I can’t come?

Even if you have to crawl, you should have crawled over here.

Brandon, who had been up all night, said with a grim look:

"Maybe it's noon. It's noon. The true God won't deceive us."

It’s not that he doesn’t believe in the true God, but the facts before him are slapping him in the face.

Now he could only pin his hopes on noon. If noon didn't come...

However, there was still no one in sight at noon.

A villager who didn't even have a pot at home looked up into the distance, his eyes revealing a complex emotion.

Suddenly, he burst into laughter, with a hint of self-mockery and helplessness in his voice:

"Hahahaha...the priest of the True God Church didn't come again! He didn't come again."

The laughter gradually stopped, he turned around and faced the other villagers, his eyes gradually filled with sadness.

He muttered to himself, "I said I'd come yesterday, but I didn't come today."

The villager suddenly squatted down, hugged his knees with his hands and buried his head deeply.

His shoulders began to tremble, his laughter turned into sobs, and finally into silent tears.

He pounded the ground hard, his voice filled with anger and despair:

"Why don't they come! We need them so much, why don't they come!"

As the villager's shouts echoed over the village.

The despair that was shouted at the top of one's voice was like a bucket of cold water poured harshly on everyone's heads, bringing them back from their illusory dreams to the cruel reality.