In the sky above, Lin Xuan and Zhu Mingmei stood together. They looked through space and saw the entire northern lands. People were harvesting spiritual rice. Although it was hard, they were happy. The elderly no longer had to walk alone on a snowy night back home.
In the history of the wilderness world dungeon, humans here could never eat well and wear warm clothes. They always had to offer themselves as a sacrifice to the gods.
There were powerful Beastmaster envoys, priests, and beastblood users, but they were even more detestable. After becoming powerful, they would help the gods manage the humans and would cast the lives of humans under them!
