In the real world, I was exhausted until noon the next day before confirming that the resources used to improve the housing of primitive people were in place.

With a tired face, Fang Lei returned to another world through the space channel.

When he returned to another world, Fang Lei's first thing was to sleep for a sleepless night.

With high-intensity continuous labor, even as a weak god, it is still very tired.

But in the end, it is a god. After sleeping for more than half a day, Fang Lei immediately became lively.

When he woke up, Fang Lei asked Ying Zheng. After so many days in another world, the soldiers of the expedition had not come back yet, which made Fang Lei feel upset.

However, thinking that they needed to open roads in the primeval forest, it was normal to delay some time, so they were not so worried.

After all, with big killing weapons like fiberglass armor and chainsaws, if you don’t encounter extraordinary existences, this group of people should be invincible in the primeval forest.

Looking at the already slightly crowded cave, Fang Lei, who had regained his vitality, asked Ying Zheng to gather the believers who could work in the tribe.

The believers of several hundred men and women gathered together, making Fang Lu full of energy.

On the actual platform, Fang Lei pointed to the building materials that had become bulging and bulging due to heavy snow, and said in a deep voice:

"My believers, maybe you don't know what those are, but believe me, and those things will become your homeland to protect you from beasts and cold."

"Next, I hope you and me will work hard to build your home."

"Will you?"

The gods, in the Qin tribe, a tribe that transformed from primitive society, can be called an oracle in every word and action.

Under Fang Lei's mobilization, all believers were full of energy, although they didn't know what they were going to do next.

In the primitive man's confused and surprised expression, Fang Lei distributed all the shovels and pickaxes, and personally demonstrated how to reclaim the land on the edge of the Liping Real Estate Platform.

All of this is undoubtedly novel for members of the Qin tribe.

That dark and reflective tool seems to be a magical tool?

The believers holding shovels and pickaxes began to output crazy on the earth with excitement in the envious eyes of others.

Every primitive man who works is like a chicken blood, and they cherish the magical artifact very much.

When some of the primitive people used iron picks to smash the frozen ground and splashed gravels, a group of unsightly believers would cooperate and let out a burst of screams.

Someone is responsible for calling 666 next to him, and believers work harder!

With the physical fitness of primitive animals and the high energy supply of modern food, Fang Lei's followers turned into the world's best construction workers.

Maybe they don’t know much about architecture, but they are definitely the hardest!

With such enthusiasm, in just two days, the large amount of land around was violently suppressed by Fang Lei's believers.

Seeing the dog chewing on the ground, Fang Lei felt a little scared: "The primitive man is really too cruel!"

No matter what, Fang Lei is still very satisfied with such labor efficiency, but this is just the beginning, and there are more complex projects to be done next.

Compared with the drawings printed from the computer, Fang Lei began to direct his followers to lay cement.

Placing cement looks simple, but Fang Lei learned that it was a technical job after he took it himself.

The bottom layer is hardened, gravel is tiled, mixing cement, edge baffle...

After a whole day of busy work, a layer of cement with moisture and a little reflective after the reclaimed land was laid on the land.

On the platform, all the believers looked at the flat ground below with devout expressions.

In their hearts, this is another great miracle!

For them who were born in primitive people, the level to exquisite ground seemed to be beyond their imagination.

But when I think of this as a gift from the great god, everything seems natural.

Those believers who participated in the whole process seemed a little absent-minded behind Fang Lei. They kept playing with the labor tools in their hands, looking reluctant to leave.

It looks like that, it is clearly a worry that after the labor is over, the great gods will take back these magical weapons.

Especially those who were those pickaxe, some of them were more sensitive, and even kept hammering their chests, and they looked sad and angry as if the protagonist had his fiancée snatched his fiancée's villain.

Fang Lei ignored all this happening behind him.

At this moment, he was staring at the cement floor just paved, thinking in his mind how to make his tribe look more decent.

The structure, layout, and even the shape of the house are within Fang Lei's thinking range.

Fang Lei is such a person. He is too lazy to do many things, but once he does it and after a slight obsessive-compulsive disorder comes, he always thinks about how to do it better.

"Although my skill level cannot make color steel houses into the style of small villas, I can find ways from other perspectives."

"A double-storey building similar to the construction site, coupled with reasonable planning, can at least look like a military camp."

"It's actually quite decent to match the colors on this basis."

What is decent? Playing King of Glory and buying skins is for the so-called decent... Fang Lei is sometimes actually a decent person.

After constantly simulating in my heart, standing there for more than half an hour, I finally had a rough plan.

According to Fang Le's plan, in the future, even if this cave is the private territory of the great Lord of Stars, all believers will move out to the house outside.

The layout of the house is also somewhat particular. According to the elderly, families, and responsibilities, your believers will be assigned to live in different areas.

For example, the outermost layer will be assigned to those powerful warriors, while the innermost layer will be the old and young of the tribe.

With the protection of outer warriors, the flat ground between the cave and the community can also be regarded as the new square for believers.

Usually, you can have a love affair, a sacrifice or something else.

Fang Lei even planned to build a public toilet and bathhouse on the edge of the residential area... It was the kind of place where Fang Lei would never go even if he was beaten to death.

At the edge of the stone platform, Fang Lei stood with his hands behind his back. Looking at the huge gray concrete floor and the snow in the forest in the distance, imagining the believers below living and working in peace and contentment, Fang Lei's face couldn't help but become strange:

"I'm so fucked, why do you feel like the Lion King? It's just an old monkey who kisses me and holds me high."
Chapter completed!