The royal oracle?
Chen Yi didn't expect that the imperial family's oracle would be issued soon.
This royal oracle would foretell all the movements of the empire in the coming year.
He did not expect such a big thing to happen at this juncture.
The Planar Pirates would not have an easy time.
However, these were not things that Chen Yi could worry about.
The most important thing now was to farm and develop as soon as possible so that he could become a tier 2 god.
Thinking of this, Chen Yi returned to the dormitory.
He immersed his consciousness in the deep blue plane.
Outside R'lyeh City.
A large tent was set up there.
This was the territory of the Tauren.
At this moment, there were already some children among the Taurens.
They were all minotaurs who had been breeding recently.
Chen Yi did not arrange for the Tauren to stay in R'lyeh City.
The main reason was to let these Taurens build their own new cities.
The Tauren leader was in the tent.
He was preparing to lead his clansmen to reclaim the wasteland.
Everything was fine now, but he often did not have enough to eat.
The meat and fruits from the hunt were not enough for them to eat.
Moreover, the Tauren had a huge appetite, and there were some new recruits.
As a leader, he was under a lot of pressure.
Previously, the Father had said that an oracle would send planting techniques and seeds, but more than a year had passed, and no oracle had sent them.
Thinking of this, the Tauren leader felt a headache.
The Plane Will also sent a message to Chen Yi.
[Records: Your Tauren tribe is currently in famine. Their faith is beginning to waver.]
Seeing this scene, Chen Yi quickly contacted Kesha.
The seeds and planting techniques of crops were urgent.
On Kesha's side, she also remembered the task that Chen Yi had given her.
He had already grown two crops in the City of Angels.
One was super wheat, and the other was super rice.
With sufficient water and soil fertility, these two crops could produce 10,000 catties per mu.
It was the pinnacle of Angel Technology.
However, due to the limited equipment, there was no way to teach him the planting techniques.
It could not solve the current urgent problem.
Fortunately, Taurens were born with the ability to farm, so Chen Yi ordered Kesha to send the seeds of these two crops over first.
When Kesha heard this, she didn't dwell on the problem of planting techniques anymore and directly arrived above the Tauren tribe.
When the Minotaurs saw Kesha, they all picked up branches and stones.
In their eyes, the person in front of them was an enemy!
The Tauren leader shouted.
"Stop, all of you stop! This is the Oracle!”
Hearing the Tauren leader's words, all the Taurens knelt down.
Kesha looked at the Tauren leader.
"Under the orders of god father, I specially sent you this seed. Under the condition of fertile water and land, it can produce ten thousand catties per mu!”
Hearing Kesha's words, the Tauren leader's eyes widened.
In his inherited memories, it was already a bumper harvest to be able to grow 500 catties of grain per mu of land.
However, this seed could actually reach 10,000 catties!
This overturned the understanding of the Tauren leader.
"Thank you, thank you, Oracle!"
"Yes, there will be planting techniques taught in the future. I'll give you two bags first.”
After saying that, Kesha threw down two big bags weighing 100 pounds and left.
The two bags were super wheat and super rice.
The Tauren leader ran over and hugged the two big bags tightly in his arms as if they were treasures.
After getting people to carry the two bags of seeds to his tent, the Tauren leader only faced one problem.
That was to reclaim wasteland.
This was a super project that required the entire clan to mobilize, and it would take years to complete. It could even cost one's life.
Reclaiming wasteland was not just about planting seeds.
Instead, he had to constantly weed, clear the hard shrubs and the gravel buried in the ground.
With the Tauren's strength, it would be good if the five of them could clear an acre of land in a month.
Moreover, the biggest difficulty in cultivating wasteland now was the lack of food.
Once they started doing physical labor, there was definitely not enough food to eat.
A Tauren in his prime ate three to four times more than usual.
The food in the clan was simply not enough to eat.
The joy of the Oracle delivering the food was instantly gone.
Thinking of this, the Tauren leader began to pray to the heavens.
"My omnipotent Father, please have mercy on your people.”
"We have no food."
"I only hope that you can let us wear warm clothes and eat our fill!”
The rest of the Taurens also understood that their situation was dire.
All of them followed the leader and knelt down, praying.
Chen Yi heard the Tauren leader's prayer.
Seeing the Tauren in such a miserable state, Chen Yi could not help but feel a little embarrassed.
Previously, he had allowed these races to be self-sufficient and had never helped them.
The wood elves were still fine. Their race was powerful and could survive in the forest.
However, countless Goblins and Divers had starved to death.
No wonder there was so little faith.
It was all gone.
It seemed that he had to guide these races more in the future.
He definitely couldn't let it go.
Thinking of this, Chen Yi looked at his Faith Points.
45800。
Then, he conjured 100,000 flatbread and 100,000 jerky.
All of this cost Chen Yi 20000 Faith Points.
Next, the Tauren leader saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.
That would mean that a big pie had really fallen from the sky!
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