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Starting from primitive world, building the strongest divine kingdom

Enzo ventured into the primitive era, chosen as a priest by the Crimson Star tribe and emerging as the leader, awakening numerous extraordinary abilities in the process. In order to enhance their way of life, extensive reforms became necessary. Mystical sorcery and modern technology advanced hand in hand. While other tribes still dwelled in caves, the Crimson Star tribe had already gained prominence, constructing sturdy brick houses. While other tribes were still using primitive wooden spears and stones, the Crimson Star tribe had forged ahead with iron tools. In the midst of other tribes worrying about food scarcity, the Crimson Star tribe was reaping bountiful harvests of various grains. Furthermore, they possessed an unparalleled army of totem warriors. In response, Enzo, embraced by the luscious temptress and leading the enigmatic cat maiden, earnestly expressed, "I truly only sought to improve our way of life. How did I inadvertently elevate the tribe into a divine realm?" ---------------------- Update Daily! 9 AM PST Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!

Doubleyolkeggs · Fantasy
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The Fox Girl Amy

In the cave where Tia lived, Enzo walked in and looked at the submissive fox girl with a cold, questioing tone: "What's your name?"

The fox girl lifted her head and replied, "My name is Amy. I'm from the Red River Tribe. Two months ago..."

Amy began to recount her past.

As a member of the Red River Tribe, she had escaped when the tribe was destroyed by the Thorn Tribe two months ago. She crossed over dozens of high mountains and luckily survived, but accidentally entered the territory of the tusked boars. Fortunately, she hid in the dark and avoided being trampled by the boars. However, due to hunger, she was found by the hunting team when she tried to find food.

She was indeed a fortunate girl.

After hearing her story, Enzo instructed Tia to bring food and water, placing them in front of Amy.

Then he said, "Eat."

Amy was very timid and hesitated to reach out.

Tia, standing beside her, repeated, "This is authorized by Enzo. You can eat now!"

At this point, Amy picked up the food and began to devour it.

Enzo took the opportunity to observe this fox girl.

Compared to Tia, Amy had fair and smooth skin, a perfect figure, but her breasts were not large. She emitted a delicate beauty, and the many bruises on her body made her seem fragile and in need of protection.

However, how could such a fragile fox girl possibly traverse such a dangerous jungle?

This was something worth pondering.

Enzo didn't relax his vigilance because of Amy's fragility. While Amy was swallowing her food, he walked over, his palm glowing with a faint leaf totem mark. He gently touched Amy's back, startling her. With her mouth full of food, she looked at Enzo, feeling somewhat at a loss.

Enzo glanced at her and said, "You eat your food."

Tia seemed to sense that something was amiss and stood guard at the entrance of the cave.

Amy seemed to become nervous all of a sudden.

At this moment, Enzo's hand had already touched Amy's tail. The tail, meticulously cleaned, was snowy white, albeit with some water stains, incredibly smooth.

Amy's face turned beet red, and steam seemed to rise from her skin.

For foxes, their tails were extremely private.

Enzo seemed to find something, and then he took out two seeds that looked like pine nuts from Amy's tail. These two seeds were stuck to Amy's tail, and their skin emitted a faint white light, obviously not ordinary plant seeds.

Enzo asked directly, "What are these?"

Amy shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

Enzo tried a different approach and asked, "Did you encounter any strange plants while you were in exile?"

Amy nodded this time and said, "During a rainy day, I hid in a cave and found a small tree with bright red fruits. I ate those fruits. After eating them, I felt like I had inexhaustible strength, and I could sense the presence of powerful creatures. But I haven't felt it for the past few days."

After hearing this, Enzo sincerely praised her, "You are really lucky."

Amy didn't understand the meaning behind Enzo's words. She quickly stuffed food into her mouth, took a big gulp of water, her belly bulging, feeling somewhat drowsy, and then slowly fell asleep in front of Enzo.

Tia walked over and looked at the seeds in Enzo's hand curiously, asking, "Master Enzo, what are these?"

Enzo couldn't be sure either, so he casually replied, "They might be seeds of some miraculous plants. To find out what they are, you can try planting them."

Plant them?

Tia was puzzled.

Obviously, she had no concept of planting either.

At this point, Enzo opened his backpack, took out a few small potatoes and sweet potatoes, and then, with Tia, walked out of the cave. He found a small piece of empty land nearby, dug up loose soil with a wooden stick, buried a potato in it, and sprinkled water over it.

Then, Enzo's palm emitted a green light.

Divine art - Stimulate All Things, activate!

While bathing in the pool, he had already thought about the purpose of this divine art. Besides healing, it could be used to cultivate plants. As for stimulating the potential of creatures, this ability needed to be experimented with some beasts first.

Even if there were any consequences, it wouldn't cause any loss.

Under the watchful eyes of Enzo and Tia, the ground that had just been watered quickly sprouted vibrant green seedlings.

Subsequently, the seedlings grew rapidly, soon reaching the length of a hand.

It seemed like they could continue to grow...

Enzo did not feel the depletion of his extraordinary power, so he continued to activate the divine art, Stimulate All Things.

Five minutes later, the potato seedlings had grown to half a person's height.

Tia was extremely excited and asked, "Enzo, is this the extraordinary power you possess?" Enzo nodded.

The potato plants had grown to maturity at this height. Enzo once again used a stick to dig up the soil around the potato plants and pulled out the potatoes.

Beneath the root system hung a large cluster of small potatoes.

Enzo counted them. There were about a dozen fist-sized potatoes in total, which was quite a good yield.

However, the cost was mental fatigue.

Enzo analyzed in his mind, "Ripening a plant is probably the limit of my current strength. According to the inherited knowledge, to enhance my strength, I need to develop the tribe or improve the average strength of the tribe members. Next, the construction of the tribe needs to be accelerated."

With these thoughts in mind, Enzo pulled off a few potatoes.

After Tia brought some small branches to start a fire, when the branches were almost burnt out, leaving only some ashes with sparks, he threw a few potatoes into the ashes and added some more small branches.

Tia was puzzled and asked, "Enzo, what are you doing?"

Enzo smiled and said, "Making something delicious."

This answer excited Tia greatly. Anything declared delicious by Enzo must be extremely tasty.

In Tia's eager anticipation, Enzo estimated the time, picked apart the ashes, and took out the roasted potatoes when they were cooked. After they had cooled down a bit, he picked one up and said, "Peel off the skin, and then you can eat it."

Tia couldn't wait any longer.

She picked one up, peeled it quickly, and took a big bite.

The soft and tender texture of the potato surprised her, and especially the subtle sweetness brought about by the conversion of starch made Tia's amber eyes widen. She couldn't help but swallow in delight.

"Delicious!"

Tia exclaimed in her heart.

Enzo took a bite and watched Tia's reaction with some puzzlement.

Could plain potatoes be that tasty?

If he made some fries and added some seasoning, wouldn't it make people want to devour their tongues?

At that moment, a shadow loomed over Enzo and Tia.

Enzo looked up to see dozens of tribe members gathering around them, their throats working as they stared at the roasted potatoes in Enzo's hands, yet none of them dared to speak. They had been lured by the aroma of the roasted potatoes.

"Why are you all gathering here?" Sovita's questioning voice suddenly rang out. He pushed through the crowd to reach Enzo, catching a whiff of the roasted potatoes' aroma. Despite his watering mouth, he forcefully suppressed his desire and reported to Enzo, "My lord priest, the supplies needed for the vanguard team's exploration have been confirmed this time, totaling—"

Enzo interrupted Sovita, "Hold on a moment."

He stood up, lifting the potato plant, and addressed the gathered tribe members, "These are potatoes, the same thing I just ate. Now, I have a task for you all: cultivate the land! Once you've cultivated enough land, everyone will be able to enjoy these roasted potatoes!"

Upon hearing this, the gathered tribe members erupted into cheers.

Without hesitation, they all returned to their dwellings, retrieved their tools, and found a vacant area at the edge of the camp, where they followed Enzo's instructions to clear weeds, remove rocks, loosen compacted soil, and sprinkle ash from burnt grass and trees as fertilizer—although they didn't understand the purpose of it all.

Once he had given his orders, Enzo turned to Sovita and said, "Now you can continue."

Sovita nodded and reported, "Heru has requested ten bows, five hundred arrows, ten spears, and one hundred strips of dried wild boar meat as food. This time, they plan to explore along this tributary of the Maxi River, searching for wild fruits, hunting grounds, and those special minerals you mentioned along the way... Then they'll return from this side. By then, the rainy season will be approaching, allowing for a more accurate observation of river changes."

As he spoke, Sovita drew a crude map on the ground with twigs.

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