Unexpectedly, the initial unintentional move actually came in handy at this time.

In the early days of human civilization, spices were extremely expensive luxuries. Wheat, bows, arrows, and leather could be considered regular commodities, but garlic was the only spice nearby.

The two men from the Yanchi tribe left behind two bags of salt, took away a lot of garlic, and hurried back to the mountains to the west.

After a few minutes, a line of prompts appeared on the computer screen.

[The Yanchi Tribe has decided to make garlic a key product. The attitude of the Yanchi Tribe becomes friendly, and your faith will be spread among the Yanchi Tribe.]

[Your gift has made the Yanchi tribe ecstatic, and their faith has been slightly improved.]

The faith in the upper right corner increased by 120 points this time, directly becoming 387 points.

Lu Yao was stunned for a moment.

This Yanchi tribe looks extraordinary. Just to get them the right to distribute garlic, they have dedicated so much faith. It seems that both the population and size are far greater than the previous forest tribes.

Lu Yao then thought about it.

Being able to jump back and forth between the three gods is impossible without strength. If they were not tough enough and keen on plundering the heretical barbarian tribes, they would have overrun the Yanchi tribe long ago.
Chapter completed!