The primitive planet has no industry or agriculture, so Wang Yan can only make money through the rudimentary method of selling primitive resources.
Leaving the Alexander tribe, Wang Yan took away the pot used for cooking porridge and
The sky was almost completely dark.
On the square outside the Caesar tribe, more than a dozen bonfires were burning, and the light from the flames illuminated the entire ar
Wang Yan's battery-powered lights still hadn't been recharged, so they could only get light in this way. The Caesar tribe seemed to have a deep-seated fear of the dark and always needed everything to be brightly lit to f
What seemed odd was that there were one or two flame warriors sitting cross-legged in every burning fire. They were seizing the opportunity to increase their flame affinity.
This was their original method of practice. Wang Yan wasn't sure if it
Maybe they were creating a practice method that could be
Wang Yan wished
At
Patriarch Caesar and Shaman Nicholas knelt in front of Wang Yan's abstract painting, tremblingly praying for God's forgiveness. The freshly cooked porridge had suddenly been taken away
The most important thing was that they didn't know what they had done wrong to anger the great God of Light, who had even taken away their food.
Seeing Wang Yan return with an empty pot, Patriarch Caesar was the first to rush over, crying bitterly and begging Wang Yan for forgiveness.
Regardless of the reason, apologizing first couldn't hurt. This was Caesar's basic rule for keeping Wang Yan on his side.
Wang Yan couldn't help but laugh, then kicked Caesar playfully, tossed the pot to him, and ordered, "Get some people together and cook the porridge again—I need it."
"Yes, yes, I'll start cooking right away." Caesar got up happily, picked up the pot, and ran off. As long as God wasn't angry, cooking porridge was a trivial matter!
Since Wang Yan's arrival, Caesar had become a devoted follower of the God of Light. Every word Wang Yan said was taken as law. Whether right or wrong, God's will must be resolutely carried out.
Caesar firmly believed that as long as he strictly followed these principles, his tribe would surely move toward glory.
While Caesar organized the porridge cooking...
Wang Yan returned to Earth again, printed pictures of various gemstone ores on all the paper he had at home, and then bought a hundred kilograms of steamed buns from a street vendor before flying back to his planet.
The Caesar tribe, along with the Alexander tribe, had no more than a thousand people in total.
The search range for a thousand people was too limited. Wang Yan was ready to do something big—mobilize all the tribes on the planet to help him find gems.
Casting a wide net to catch more fish.
Wang Yan had never studied geology and didn't know how to locate mineral veins, but he had the advantage of numbers!
The planet was so big, with millions of primitive people—surely one or two lucky individuals would find a shiny gem mine!
Even if gems were hard to find, gold mines would be acceptable!
There are open-pit gold mines on Earth—there's no reason his planet wouldn't have them.
Money is the driving force.
To make a fortune, Wang Yan was fully motivated.
After instructing Caesar to continue cooking porridge, Wang Yan, with great enthusiasm and his trusty swing stick, began a journey of violent conquest.
When it was dark in the Caesar tribe, it was daytime on the other side of the planet.
The ability to travel through space regardless of distance allowed Wang Yan to remain active during the day. So, after finishing with the Alexander tribe, he set his sights on the other side of the planet.
There were five continents on his planet. Vast oceans separated them, but primitive people lived on each one.
Dimensions and climates varied.
The language, skin color, and living habits of the primitive people also differed.
Caesar's tribe was of the yellow race, like Wang Yan.
But on the other side of the planet, there were white people, black people, and strange-looking individuals with blue skin like those in Avatar...
Some lived in grasslands, some in glaciers, and some in hilly areas...
The only thing they all had in common was that their living standards were extremely low. Despite their intelligence, they were almost at the bottom of the food chain...
After seeing the living conditions of these primitive people, Wang Yan further confirmed the correctness of his strategy. Indeed, only by getting rich first could he drive the development of the entire civilization.
Otherwise, relying on the tens of thousands of yuan he had in hand, he wouldn't even be able to sustain a small tribe like Caesar's, let alone drive the development of primitive civilization across the entire planet.
He remembered studying in history books that the primitive people on Earth had spent hundreds of thousands of years in the Stone Age. Even the transition from the Neolithic Age to the Bronze Age took thousands of years...
Wang Yan didn't have time to wait for them to develop slowly—he needed to expedite their progress.
With his swing stick, Wang Yan would beat them into submission, then leave them a lighter to teach them how to use fire, all while tempting them with food...
Over the next twenty days, Wang Yan used this mature and stable routine to conquer primitive tribes on various continents, promoting his gem-seeking business along the way.
When he was tired, he slept in a field tent in the Caesar tribe.
Proximity to resources allowed him to make the Caesar tribe his base.
The Caesar tribe, blessed by God, also helped their God of Light cook pot after pot of rice porridge.
As tribe after tribe was violently conquered, the knowledge of fire—an essential part of human evolution—was quickly spread across the world by the great master of the planet in this unusual way.
...
Hard work pays off.
Finally.
While promoting his business in a brown-skinned tribe near the equator, Wang Yan took out a picture of a gemstone ore.
He immediately received an excited response from the local patriarch.
Then.
The patriarch excitedly compared the picture and produced a large number of bright, unpolished rough diamonds from the cave.
Seeing these uncut natural gems, Wang Yan's breath caught. Although they were irregular in shape, with various defects...
To Wang Yan, they were the most beautiful stones he had ever seen.
Because these beautiful stones meant that all his hard work hadn't been in vain. They meant he could quickly accumulate wealth and finally put an end to these days of violent conquest!
God knows.
Doing the same thing every day was driving Wang Yan crazy.
But now, with these rough diamonds, he could finally return to Earth, take a good bath, and enjoy a leisurely vacation.
Wang Yan accepted all the rough diamonds.
In a good mood, Wang Yan patted the patriarch's shoulder heavily: "You've done well. I'll bring you food later. Tell your people to collect as many of these gems as possible—the more, the better. You'll definitely receive rich rewards from me."
The brown-skinned patriarch teared up with gratitude: "Thank you, great god."
Before leaving, Wang Yan thought for a moment and left another name: "By the way, from now on, your name will be Arthur! I haven't named anyone in a while. You're a lucky guy—this great name should be yours."