Wang Yan returned to Earth. He had to come back. There wasn't enough medicine and food, and using the wrong resources could lead to death.
Buying rice, badger oil, and anti-inflammatory drugs, Wang Yan was busy like a worker bee.
Besides, he had to hurry.
After all, for every hour on Earth, over a day would pass on his world.
After renting a taxi, Wang Yan ran around the city, visiting pharmacies of all sizes within an hour, purchasing large quantities of badger oil, and packed rice at a nearby grain and oil store. He then hurriedly returned to his planet.
After instructing the patriarch and Shaman Nicholas to make reasonable arrangements, Wang Yan returned to Earth and found a restaurant where he ate a full meal.
...
If Wang Yan had spent money willingly the first time, the second time was filled with resentment—his money wasn't growing on trees!
Now, Wang Yan's remaining assets had been consumed by more than half. In just two days, his savings from several years were down to less than 30,000 yuan.
...
On Wang Yan's planet.
The primitive tribe that received the large amount of supplies was happy—the medicine was applied, the food was cooked, and they were roasting themselves in the fire, trying to increase their fire affinity while staying in the flames...
On the top of a mountain not far away, Wang Yan sat on a large flat rock, letting the mountain breeze blow through him, silently observing everything happening in the tribe, and falling into deep thought.
It doesn't make sense!
When others are transported to another world, they rise to success and reach the peak of their lives. Why is it different for him? Instead of gaining more, his money is dwindling!
Could it be that he was crossing worlds the wrong way?
But his starting point was obviously higher than others!
No.
It can't go on like this!
After some painful reflection, Wang Yan finally found the reason—he was too selfless!
People are naturally selfish. Others who cross into new worlds are egoists who prioritize themselves, but once they cross, they consider others everywhere.
Even if it's an investment, his return period is too long—long enough to drag him down.
He now needed something quick to make money fast!
Otherwise, he'd remain a poor man, and how would he be capable of helping others?
Putting the cart before the horse, not knowing how to use good resources—he deserved to be poor and tired!
From the perspective of self-interest, Wang Yan's thinking suddenly became clear, and he became more energetic. Indeed, letting himself get rich first was the right choice.
Guarding the resources of a planet, it should be easy to get some money...
You must ensure your own survival before you can talk about development. Gods can't just devote themselves entirely!
You'll end up raising a bunch of lazy people!
Glancing at the celebrating Caesar tribe, Wang Yan grunted in dissatisfaction and flashed to another primitive tribe a hundred kilometers away.
The size of this primitive tribe was similar to that of the Caesar tribe, with about three or four hundred people. Life was difficult, and they survived through hunting and gathering...
Okay!
On this planet, the development of every primitive tribe is similar; the difference lies only in the size of the tribe.
The place where the tribe lives is also a cave. In such a harsh environment as the virgin forest, a natural cave is indeed the most suitable place for human habitation. It's cold and warm, easy to defend and hard to attack.
It was almost evening.
The gathering and hunting teams that had gone out had returned, and the cave was full of people.
The hunting team hadn't caught any live prey, but they had found a roe deer-like creature that had drowned in water.
The carcass had been soaked in water for several days and was swollen...
Their food today was this swollen carcass and some unknown wild fruits...
A group of people were distributing food with expressionless faces.
So poor!
Seeing this scene, Wang Yan's compassion started to resurface, but soon, he adjusted his mentality.
What's there to pity?
As soon as you enter the cave, this group of poor people could kill you. It's not like he hadn't experienced such a shameful moment before. The dignity of a god couldn't be swept away again!
Besides, there were too many poor people on the planet, and he couldn't help everyone!
Helping the world at large—if you want to help them, you need to get rich yourself first...
With a heavy heart, Wang Yan drew out his swing stick, flashed into the cave, and looked at the strongest member of the hunting team in the tribe. Then, he threw a punch...
The wails were ghostly and pitiful.
The primitive people in the cave were caught off guard and were immediately beaten up!
The first step is to show strength. Wang Yan skipped the reasoning stage—no matter what they were discussing, it was better to talk about it after a good beating!
This is why experienced people are prioritized when hiring for a job. Experience helps avoid many detours!
It's easy to start driving.
The experienced god quickly conquered this primitive tribe by force.
In the cave.
The trembling primitive people presented their day's harvest—the faintly smelly carcass and the colorful wild fruits...
Ugh!
Looking at the carcass in front of him, Wang Yan almost threw up, his forehead pulsing with veins. Who did they think he was?
Did he put in so much effort to subdue this primitive tribe just to eat a stinking roe deer?
Wang Yan, with a black face, said, "Put away your food—I have other plans for you."
The tribal chief looked up at the intruder who had violently subdued them with surprise, as if to say, "If you didn't come for food, why did you beat us up? Is this magical thug not thinking straight?"
Perhaps realizing that his behavior was disrespectful, the tribal chief lowered his head and humbly replied, "Great god, please tell us—we are willing to do anything for you."
"I need you to help me find these things..." Wang Yan took out his phone and wanted to search for images of gemstones and gold from the Internet, but then remembered that his planet didn't have internet access, and he froze in embarrassment. "Wait for me—I'll be right back."
After speaking, he tore open the space portal and returned to Earth, leaving behind the dumbfounded patriarch and a bunch of primitive people.
The patriarch's old face was as bitter as if he had bitten into a lemon. Indeed, this guy was crazy. The tribe's life would probably become even more miserable now. With the heavens above, life was already tough—why did his tribe have to provoke someone like this?
The patriarch and the shaman exchanged worried glances, seeing deep anxiety in each other's eyes.
On Earth.
Wang Yan quickly downloaded pictures of various gemstone ore mines from the internet, printed them out, and then returned to his planet.
The patriarch, shaman, and others were still waiting where they were, too afraid to leave. They had been beaten by the unreasonable Wang Yan and were scared to provoke him again.
"Do you see the beautiful stones in the pictures? Help me find as many of these as possible, and use them to trade for food with me." Wang Yan showed the patriarch the exquisite pictures of gems on A4 paper and ordered.
This was the fastest way to make money that Wang Yan could think of.
Primitives have low productivity and can't even fill their stomachs—what valuable things could you expect them to create? You couldn't just grab their prey and sell it!
He couldn't afford to lose that much face!
Moreover, although his planet's environment was similar to Earth's, the animals and plants were very different. Bringing them to Earth rashly would be too dangerous and could easily expose his secret. After all, he was just an ordinary person on Earth without any ability to protect himself.
Between the two planets, the only commonality was the minerals listed on the periodic table.
Among various minerals, gems are the most cost-effective and relatively easy to collect. If these primitive people could help him find a few gems, it would be enough to improve his economic status on Earth.
This was the only way out!
Although Wang Yan had the ability to travel through space, he couldn't exhaust himself searching for gems on such a large planet!
He could only rely on crowd tactics and hope for the best!
To bolster their conviction, Wang Yan turned around and grabbed a large pot of porridge just cooked by the Caesar tribe and distributed it to the second tribe.
Then, he taught the second tribe's patriarch how to use a lighter.
A fierce bonfire burned in the cave, bringing warmth and light, and also cooking the smelly roe deer.
Drinking the sweet rice porridge and eating the food that had become unusually delicious after roasting, the new tribe was quickly won over by Wang Yan.
The patriarch and shaman cautiously held onto the A4 paper, pounding their chests and promising Wang Yan that they would mobilize the entire tribe to find the stones God needed, hoping only that God wouldn't abandon their tribe.
Look, this patriarch was much more pleasing to the eye than the cheeky ones from Caesar's tribe.
Indeed, mutual benefit is the rhythm of healthy development!
Wang Yan was very satisfied with the new win-win decision he made, and smiled at the second patriarch: "From now on, your name will be Alexander. Remember this name—your tribe will flourish because of you."