Chapter 20

When the Fox-kin tribes were undergoing great integration, Lin Yan also had things to do.

First, the totem pillars owned by the other fifteen Fox-kin tribes were collected together and then burned by Lin Yan with a fire.

The faith power stored in the totem pillars of these fifteen Fox-kin tribes was not much.

After all, they were forced to believe by the Black Fox tribe, and they were unwilling in their hearts.

Unlike believing in Lin Yan now.

They moved out of the barren land, came to the Wasteland of Miracles, obtained fertile land, and were about to obtain divine beans.

The key was that they didn't have to suffer the oppression of the Black Fox-kin.

Each and every one of them was loyal to the great Lord of Flames!

For the totems of the fifteen Fox-kin tribes, Lin Yan only obtained over 300,000 points of faith power and over 300 evolution points.

After burning the totem pillars of the fifteen Fox-kin tribes, Lin Yan had one more new thing to do.

That was the Divine Power Mark!

Using divine power to leave a mark on the genetic level of the potatoes.

The difference between potatoes and other crops is that the potato’s seed is the potato itself.

Even if Lin Yan destroyed all the potato seedlings in the forest, as long as others obtained a potato, they would steal Lin Yan’s "God-bestowed Item" and then plant it on a large scale by following the same pattern.

After all, this thing doesn't need research on how to plant; if a potato is left for a long time, it will sprout by itself.

But Lin Yan still thought of a way.

He first spent over 500,000 faith power to exchange for 5 points of divine power.

Then, Lin Yan used the Divine Power Mark to change the genes of some potatoes; these potatoes would be used as special breeding seeds for the temple.

This kind of thing was very difficult to do using technological means before Lin Yan crossed over, but now, using the few points of divine power exchanged by the Virtual Godhead, it was enough to accomplish this.

After these potatoes were planted, the other potatoes that grew could only propagate for two seasons and could not be kept as seeds for infinite reproduction.

Through this method, Lin Yan controlled the potato seeds in the hands of his own temple.

The fox-girl Qing Ling also selected some devout believers to specialize in planting potato seeds.

But before this, the potatoes in the land without the Divine Power Mark had to be eaten up.

Then replace them with potato seeds that had the Divine Power Mark.

The potatoes grown from these potato seeds were the authentic divine beans.

Now the composition of the Fox-kin’s forces was not complicated, and no other race had noticed the Wasteland of Miracles and the potatoes; at most, it would take half a month to complete this work.

The locations of that iron mine and coal mine had already been told to the fox-girl Qing Ling by Lin Yan, and a large number of former Black Fox warriors had been sent to mine.

Although the energy points obtained from burning coal were a bit more than burning trees, they were only limitedly more.

Lin Yan was not particularly short of energy points now, so he simply let the Fox-kin use these coal mines.

The land of the Wasteland of Miracles was relatively flat, and after the Fox-kin sent people to simply tidy it up, a road was built.

Then a large number of wooden-wheeled carts were manufactured to transport iron ore and coal.

After improving the potato seeds, Lin Yan decided to give the Fox-kin one more thing.

That was cement.

In this world, there was no cement yet.

The technical difficulty of cement was not high; the main problem with cement production was that calcination required high temperatures.

To maintain a high temperature of over one thousand degrees, a large amount of energy was needed.

Without a closed environment, even coal burning could not reach such a temperature.

But for Lin Yan, this was precisely not a problem.

A high temperature of over one thousand degrees, what is that?

When Lin Yan was preparing to make cement, in the Misty Mountains, a group of people finally passed through the forest filled with mist.

This group of people were all wearing bright silver armor and holding broad swords in their hands; one look at their equipment showed it was not simple.

These people were knights!

And they were knights with not-low strength.

A knight lifted his helmet, revealing a face that looked weathered.

"The fire has finally gone out!"

This knight said.

His armor was different from the others; it was not silver, but armor with a touch of pale gold.

And in the human kingdom, especially in that human kingdom to the east of the Misty Mountains, a knight in pale gold armor meant a Temple Knight!

"My lord, look quickly."

At this time, another knight pointed to the side.

The Temple Knight in pale gold armor looked over, the expression on his face slightly freezing.

The place where they stood was no longer in the Misty Forest; the forest was behind them.

And under their feet was wood ash.

This wood ash had been washed away quite a bit by the heavy rain of the past few days, and there was also quite a bit of wood ash stuck to the ground; the entire ground was black in one spot and yellow in another.

This was not the most critical point.

The most critical point was that on both sides of them, the unburned forest was neatly lined up in a row, and the boundary between it and the burned forest was distinct.

Most importantly, the boundary between the two was almost a straight line!

This was very scary!

What kind of fire could burn like this!

Could it be that these fires had eyes, burning only one side and not the other, and the key was that it burned so neatly!

This phenomenon made these knights, who were not weak in strength, completely unable to understand.

"Record the situation here."

The Temple Knight said.

"Yes, my lord."

A knight took out paper and pen and recorded it.

"Let’s continue walking. This fire came strangely this time. It’s a pity it didn't burn the entire Misty Mountains, otherwise we could have attacked the Beast-kin kingdom. But now it seems this fire is probably not simple. No wonder the flying bird squad sent by the royal family to scout the fire situation last time never returned."

The Temple Knight said.

Originally, they thought it was just an ordinary fire.

But the scene they just saw had already exceeded their understanding to some extent.

In this era, things that exceed understanding only mean one thing.

That is, the existence that caused this phenomenon has strength far exceeding them.

Perhaps it also means another point.

Because on the Continent of Gods, anything that mortals cannot understand can only be explained with two words:

Miracle!

Although these knights were not weak in strength, they were still within the scope of mortals.

They were just slightly more powerful mortals.

Generally speaking, only those who have become Magic Instructors, that is, the level of a Level 6 Great Knight, have partially detached from the scope of mortals.

This group of knights set off again.

However, their mood had become much heavier.

Not long after, they arrived at a place with many withered bones on the ground.

The Land of Withered Bones.

One-third of the area of the Land of Withered Bones was destroyed under Lin Yan’s divine punishment.

But there was still two-thirds of the area that Lin Yan did not destroy, allowing these to be preserved.

"There are so many white bones here. Is this the expeditionary army of our kingdom that was all lost in the Misty Forest over a dozen years ago?"

A knight asked suspiciously.

"It should be."

Another knight crouched down to look at the broken withered bones and said.

"My lord, come and look quickly."

At this time, a knight who was scouting the path in front exclaimed.

The Temple Knight heard this and walked over quickly.

"My lord, be careful!"

That knight warned.

The Temple Knight stopped.

Because in front, he saw the deep footprints left by the scout knight on the ground.

In those footprints, smoke was still rising.

And in front of the footprints was a piece of land that looked obviously different.

This land was charred black and seemed very loose.

The Temple Knight crouched down, grabbed a handful of soil from it, and observed it in front of his eyes.

"It’s rock ash, a bit like volcanic ash; it’s what’s left after rocks are burned."

The Temple Knight analyzed.

"My lord, how can there be rock ash here? The temperature under this ground is so high; if I weren't wearing combat boots, I would definitely be burned!"

The scout knight said.

The Temple Knight drew his sword and thrust it into the ground.

Then he pulled out the sword, and one could see the tip of the broad sword stained with red magma.