The World of Evil God game.

The druids were talking to each other, and their attire was quite formal.

Some wore various kinds of horns on their heads, fur clothing and colorful flower and branch ornaments, some wore skeleton helmets, but others wore green and white robes with gold inlays, looking like professional clergymen rather than semi-primitive people in the natural world.

From their conversation, we can learn that this group of druids did not come from the God of Ecology.

They are druids of the "Natural Cult"!

In this era, the power of the natural sect has declined greatly. As the second oldest profession in the universe, the druid is not doing very well.

Although they have professional gathering and foraging skills, as well as various abilities that can be applied to various agricultural and forestry industries, since the first principle of their doctrine is to respect nature and to take in moderation, it is impossible for them to participate in large-scale agricultural and forestry development.

Another important reason for the decline of the Natural Cult was that one of the oldest and main gods they once worshipped, the God of Poets, changed his profession from a druid to a warrior.

The God of Poets occupies the throne but does no work. Although he has opened a warrior academy, his main authority and representative priesthood is the outrageous "poetry". In other words, he is both a druid and a warrior, and also a battlefield bard.

The God of Poets is also the first to develop the "Warrior Transformation Spell".

Therefore, Druid, the second oldest profession in the universe, has become one of the few professions in the universe without a corresponding main god!

At the same time, due to over-protection of the environment and even over-development of agriculture and forestry, the Natural Cult often attracted the "Past Messengers of Plenty", causing the world they protected to fall into destruction. They had done wrong things, and in order to restore the state of the world plowed by the Messengers of Plenty, they prayed to the Messenger of Revival several times.

Then came an even worse ending.

These two failures caused their internal doctrines to become more conservative and closed, until recently when the cosmic network was connected, a group of ambitious druids responded to the request of the God of Ecology and went to a certain planet to conduct "research on certain life substances."

And those fruits are the results of their research.

Along with the sound of the space train's brakes, the door of the carriage began to open slowly.

Fate got off the bus and found himself in a station.

Station According to Miss Malt's information, there seemed to be no station in this world a few days ago, but the farmer who was suspected to be the incarnation of the messenger of abundance seemed to use the corresponding farm for guidance.

"This is a station built by dwarves."

The druids also got off the train, and the station suddenly became bustling with people. One druid pointed at the platform wall of the station, on which there was a relief of a dwarf with his thumbs up, and a line of small words underneath. This obviously explained who had built the station.

"Welcome to Stardew Valley. This is the station I asked the dwarf masters to build so that all investors can be gathered at a designated location for a welcome."

The Messenger of Plenty was sitting on a chair at the station, and the druids started talking at once. It was obvious that they had not noticed the Messenger of Plenty's presence just now, as if he had been teleported from the spot.

Fate also stared at the Messenger of Plenty, but as a mortal, he had no way of telling whether the Messenger of Plenty was a god created by God.

However, now that I'm here, none of these things matter anymore.

Look at the druids around, some of them can foresee danger in advance, and now they are in a normal state, all in an excited state. It can't be because they are about to die that they are excited, right?

"Ah, is this the newly restored world?"

The number of people in the station was still increasing. Behind the druids appeared the elves. This group of elves appeared from a farther exit and were obviously not in the same carriage as the druids and Fate.

This is a subspecies of elves. It is neither the light elves from the jungle world, nor the frost elves.

The rainforest elves wear clothes that look somewhat like a mixture of Amazon savages and Mayan civilization. Just like their elf prefix, they come from a rainforest world with an excellent ecological environment.

This world has abundant rainfall, frequent natural disasters, lush vegetation, strong light, and giant animals that are large in every sense of the word.

Rainforest elves are proficient in water conservancy projects and are good at garden-type farming methods.

"Oh, Druid, deer horns, goat horns, and cow horn feathers. This is the first time I've seen them. They're really rare!"

The leading female elf stared at the group of druids carrying large and small bags with a surprised expression. To be honest, the rainforest elves have been isolated from other elven races for a long time. If they had not been connected to the Internet recently, they would have almost forgotten that there are other elves in this universe.

As for druids, they only exist in the legends of rainforest elves.

"Welcome, rainforest elves. The farm customized for you is ready. It's right next to the druids."

The Messenger of Plenty nodded to the female elf, and the female elf, who was dressed in Mayan style, looked at the Messenger of Plenty with interest:

"You don't look like an ordinary mortal. You have divine power."

The rainforest elves are very sensitive to divinity. This is because in the long history of elf evolution, their relationship with magic has become increasingly weak, and their racial talents have shifted towards worshiping and sensing the gods.

"I have met some gods in the worlds I traveled to before, and I used to be someone else's saint."

The Messenger of Plenty just made up an excuse, and the female elf just observed it suspiciously for a while, without delving into the issue. Just like those wizards and dwarves, no one cares about your origins and background, as long as the venue you provide is genuine.

As for your true identity, there will be those curious and uncultured gods who will take the initiative to help you expose it.

The Messenger of Plenty now looked at Fate again.

"Mr. Fate, you are finally here."

As an external salesman of the fictional church, Fate is also well-known in the universe. The indigenous gods and apostles of many worlds, including the kings, dignitaries, rulers of the mortal world, and even some hermit monks and managers of special institutions have established exchanges with him, and the originally simple windbreaker has become his iconic attire.

"Hello, I am Fate, the mortal messenger of my Lord, the God of Fiction. You wanted us to come here and build a fictional supermarket." Fate's eyes moved, glancing at the surrounding druids and the curious rainforest elf leader:

"This world has attracted a lot of investors. If we open a fictional supermarket here, the variety of goods will definitely be extremely rich."

The Messenger of Plenty laughed from the bottom of his heart at this moment. That smile was bright and superficial, but it also reflected the changes in his heart:

"Yes! This world is getting better and better! The mages from the four major magic academies, the alchemists from the Alchemy Association, the mining team from the Qunling World, and the fishmen and grilled fishmen from the Bubble World have already settled in this world and started to build their production facilities."

"This is the beginning of an era of abundance."

"Abundance?" Fate seemed to be thinking about something. But before Fate could say anything, the Messenger of Abundance suddenly changed his expression and added:

"But recently, there have been more monsters in this world that seem to be stealing vegetables. I can't find out what they are, so I can't be sure whether they are stolen by humans or wild animals."

"I suggest you be careful. Although I am the master of this world, I cannot control the direction of the entire world. After all, I am not a god."

"If there are any precious research materials or crops, it's best to take the initiative to look after them. If they are stolen, I can't be held responsible."

Stealing food?

This sounds like something our church would do. Fate's mind suddenly jerked, and then he shook his head violently to drive out this strange thought.

"What is a fictional supermarket? I've heard you talk about it until now. Also, are you the messenger of the God of Fiction?"

The rainforest elf next to her finally had time to interrupt. She looked at Fate carefully and found that this guy was just an ordinary human. Although he had some vague fictional divine power, he was not a divine messenger in essence.

"The fictional supermarket has the functions of an ordinary supermarket, selling both common daily necessities and household artifacts, as well as some special products that cannot be bought at ordinary shopping stalls, and also serves as a trading market and platform."

"You can sell your own products in the virtual supermarket, and then allow people in other worlds to directly buy the corresponding products through online shopping. They can even buy certain items in the virtual world. This part requires the use of virtual points to buy."

For the current Sixth Age, online shopping is an indispensable daily activity. In any world connected to the Internet, the first thing the local gods do is not to check the security of the network, but to rush online to shop.

But sometimes, shopping faces a difficulty.

That is, some large coupons cannot be used in certain stores because they do not support those things, but customers really want them. This is when the fictional supermarket comes into play.

Integrate products, face offline and online customers at the same time, and most importantly, some coupons can finally be used.

At the same time, some fantasy items in the virtual world can also be purchased remotely through fictional supermarkets. With the growth of the virtual world today, many things can already be replicated 1:1 in the real world.

The opportunity to complete this major transformation was "created" by the Goddess of Disorder, or her substitute Miss Sparks.

The first original life that breaks through the boundary between virtual and reality will naturally leave a shortcut to reality in the virtual world, and this shortcut is exactly what the God of Fiction has always been looking forward to. This conjecture has been around for a long time, since the beginning of the "Civilization" game.

"Oh, that's exactly what we need!"

The druid suddenly spoke and untied a cloth bag. At this time, Fate's eyes flickered.

Finally attracted these druids of the nature sect.

Looking at them carrying all kinds of backpacks and those strange fruits, it only takes a simple thought to know that they are planning to grow them on a large scale here and will definitely sell them in the end. So the largest sales channel in the universe is of course the fictional church.

A druid took out a piece of fruit and explained its function:

"This is the 'fruit of life' that some of our professionals have researched. The shape of each fruit is clearly different. After eating it, you can gain the ability to transform into another race and use the special skills of other races."

"That is to say, after taking this fruit, you will be equivalent to a temporary druid."

When Fate heard the name of this fruit, he didn't feel too excited. The main reason was that he had heard about this fruit a long time ago. After all, he often went out to do business. Although he had heard about the function and ability of this fruit, this was the first time he saw the real thing.

I heard that these fruits are scraped out by druids from tree bark!

But the rainforest elves nearby were not calm:

"What? You can transform immediately after eating it?! That's not right. According to legend, if a druid wants to transform, he needs to practice and study for a long time with the person he wants to transform into, and fully communicate with their corresponding natural attributes before he can imitate the other person's body!"

The druid nodded: "Originally, that's right, but we simplified the training process, and this fruit has a shelf life, which is the best eating date. If you eat it after the best eating date..."

The rainforest elf was very curious: "What will happen?"

The druid responded calmly: "It will cause diarrhoea."

"Your question is really interesting. Of course you will get a stomach upset if you eat expired food. What else would happen?"

"We are not in favor of eating this fruit, but some of our wise men are studying this fruit of life in order to revive the Druid profession and the entire Natural Cult."

This fruit is also a screening mechanism. Druids claim that this fruit has three advanced stages. As long as it is developed to the third stage, it means that the user is very suitable for practicing druid spells.

"We plan to plant these fruits of life here. Since we are going to open a supermarket here, we want to promote our fruit products through the supermarket as a sales channel."

"All this is to revive the Natural Cult!"

Although the revival was mentioned, it would not attract the revival messenger, after all, that guy has been weakened, and this is the territory of another god-creating god. And the druid repeatedly emphasized that this was not for money.

At this time, Fate took out a handful of "carbonized seeds" from his work bag.

The expired seeds that the God of Fiction and Malt gave him seemed to have been mailed from the God of Ecology and the World Tree. Since there were druids there, they did not mention anything about these seeds.

When Fate took out these seeds, the one who reacted the most was not the druids and elves, but the Messenger of Fertility who had been listening on the side!

He stared at the seeds and instantly saw the special origin of the seeds! Fate held up the seeds and explained to the people around him:

"This is the latest batch of mysterious seeds our church has obtained. As the first event of the opening of the fictional supermarket in this world, we decided to hold a farming competition with prizes. If you can restore these seeds and make them bloom and bear fruit within a month, you can get a large coupon for our supermarket, a one-year membership, and a small supermarket item of your choice."

"Don't worry!" The Envoy of Plenty suddenly said, "These things will be restored within a month!"

Some extremely ancient memories gradually emerged from the depths of the Messenger of Plenty's mind!