Focusing on farming didn't seem to yield substantial benefits.
Instead, continuing with hunting and gathering seemed more practical—after all, in this era, there were plenty of wild animals and abundant resources to collect.
Vorthis smiled at Morax and said,
"That's because you're not using the right methods. Farming is an art, you know."
"First, we need to identify suitable plants that can serve as staples, not just fruits."
"Then, there are countless techniques involved in farming. Different plants have distinct growth habits, requiring tailored planting methods for optimal results."
"Ahem, but as for those methods, I only have a cursory understanding. The rest must rely on the wisdom of mortals to figure out themselves~"
It wasn't that Vorthis didn't want to teach farming techniques, but how could someone who had never tilled the soil possibly know them?
Obviously, Vorthis was not about to take up farming himself.
However, he believed in the intelligence of humanity. While early farming efforts might be rudimentary, over time, through accumulated experience, people would innovate and improve generation after generation.
As for Vorthis, his task was to do what a God should do.
And what exactly should a God do?
Naturally, it was to guide humanity from primitive hunting and gathering to an agrarian civilization.
After hearing Vorthis's words, Morax felt as though Vorthis had said a lot, yet conveyed nothing.
"Farming lacks techniques, and we have no staple crops to cultivate. How do you propose promoting it?"
Morax stared at Vorthis.
Despite all that Vorthis had said, he had circled back to the same issues: farming was time-consuming, offered low returns, and couldn't sustain people.
How could Morax promote farming when it meant his people would invest a year's labor only to produce a yield insufficient for a month's survival? That would be pushing his subjects into despair.
But Vorthis had a trick up his sleeve—he had seeds!
As the God of Manifestation, Vorthis could easily conjure high-yield crops like rice and wheat.
However…
Liyue currently had no nearby rivers, making rice cultivation unfeasible.
Wheat, on the other hand, required milling into flour before it could be used to make various foods—also inconvenient.
Was there anything easy to grow, abundant, and filling?
Of course—potatoes and sweet potatoes!
Vorthis decided: whether it was wheat, potatoes, or sweet potatoes, he would plant them all!
His approach emphasized nutritional balance.
After finalizing the crops, Vorthis turned to Morax, arms crossed, feigning a mysterious air.
He said to Morax, "Heh, leave the choice of crops to me—I'll handle it."
"Have you forgotten what kind of God I am?"
"Come spring next year, we'll implement these plans. But for this winter, we can start by gathering stones and cutting timber to construct a new batch of mixed stone-and-wood houses."
"I've already designed the buildings. I'll manifest a prototype for everyone to reference!"
As Vorthis spoke, he seemed to envision Liyue's prosperous future.
Yes, Liyue was on the rise!
Morax nodded slightly. "Do as you see fit. I have no objections."
Under the protection of their Gods, the people of Liyue enjoyed a relatively safe living environment—a rare blessing in this era.
Simply surviving was already a great fortune.
"Lord Feather, you summoned us—what are your orders?"
As a man of action, once Vorthis made up his mind, he acted immediately.
He summoned all of Liyue's people and used divine power to dispel the cold from the clearing.
The name "God of Feather" was one Vorthis himself had spread.
He knew that in time, people would invent their own titles—like Morax being called the God of Geo and other such names.
Why not establish a pleasant-sounding title for himself right from the start?
The "Feather" in God of Feather was derived from his original name on Earth—Vorthis.
It sounded rather nice, didn't it?
Although it might give the impression of being some kind of avian deity, in reality, it referred to his role as the God of Manifestation. Perhaps it was a strategy to catch people off guard?
Vorthis looked at the gathered crowd and nodded slightly.
"I hope that during your free time, you will all head to the surrounding areas of Liyue to fell trees and gather stones. Bring these materials back to Liyue for large-scale construction."
"This is the model house. You may replicate it freely."
Vorthis's voice, amplified by divine power, reached every ear.
With a wave of his hand, a flash of white light erupted, and a beautiful, traditional Eastern-style house stood proudly on the nearby clearing.
The crowd gasped in awe.
Could they, too, live in such beautiful homes?
They could! Through their own effort and labor, following God of Feather's model, they could build such houses!
"We will follow Lord Feather's instructions!"
The crowd responded in unison.
Their current thatched huts paled in comparison to the house Vorthis had built, appearing shabby and inadequate.
Even Morax's simple, undecorated stone dwelling seemed dull beside the elegant Eastern-style house.
Such was the allure of traditional Eastern architecture.
This stark contrast inspired Liyue's people.
They, too, wanted to live in such homes!
Their desire transformed into motivation, and under Vorthis's guidance, the wheels of Liyue's grand construction began to turn.
Even Morax wasn't exempt.
Since Vorthis still had to continue his sword training under the God of Swords, Qingxu, the task of protecting the people from danger while they gathered wood and stone naturally fell to Morax.
Half a month later, as a new house rose on Liyue's land, the people's enthusiasm ignited.
They realized that with their own hands, they could create miracles akin to those of the gods.
Two new professions emerged during this grand construction: stonemasons and carpenters.
These trades would pass down their techniques and experiences through generations.
Future generations would use this precious knowledge to craft an even more splendid and vibrant world.