The next day, a sudden accident occurred in the company.
The cause was a woman who came early in the morning and tore down a promotional display downstairs. It said, “Thanks to Wu XX for taking care of my husband Fang X in bed, skilled and compassionate, the saint of male medicine.”
Wu XX was a female employee in Lu Yao’s company. As soon as she saw the display, she turned around and ran, but she was caught by the other party and scolded.
This incident attracted the attention of everyone in the building. Mr. Huang, the boss, originally wanted to persuade them to resolve it privately, but instead got involved and ended up embarrassed.
Lu Yao stood by the window, watching the scene unfold.
The woman who came was fierce, causing a commotion from downstairs to the company, wreaking havoc in the office.
In the end, Mr. Huang decided to give everyone a half-day off to avoid further conflict.
Lu Yao was overjoyed and immediately rode his bike home.
…
Last night, he had been tinkering with Aegir’s Fire, a powerful heavy weapon.
In this fragmented world, the only long-range firepower Lu Yao had before was Miracle, which theoretically could be released in any corner of this world in an instant.
However, Miracle also had its drawbacks.
First, it required the consumption of faith.
Second, Lu Yao had to operate it personally. If the target was a fast-moving individual, it required skill and precision.
Aegir’s Fire was different. It was a long-range weapon that did not require faith support, capable of bombing a wide area, covering the entire screen, leaving the enemy with nowhere to hide.
Although he currently only had four rounds of ammunition, its power was considerable.
In a previous live-fire exercise, when Aegir’s Fire was fired, the resulting meteor shower washed away an entire small island.
Lu Yao also understood the strength of the Sea Wanderer clan in the past.
Just imagine.
The deep sea lord, who transformed into a fortress at sea, could move ghostly in the ocean. It could dive into the deep sea at any time, lurking faster underwater, and resurface for a surprise attack when needed.
The deep sea lord had excellent endurance in the ocean, self-healing abilities, and could even recruit various marine creatures to enhance itself when necessary.
Once it installed the wonder Aegir’s Fire on its back island, it became even more formidable.
The deep sea lord, patrolling the sea, could use Aegir’s Fire to target any threat and launch a range-style meteor bombardment.
If the opponent dived underwater, it would be right in the deep sea lord’s domain, where underwater combat was its specialty.
The combination of the Deep Sea Lord and Aegir’s Fire was equivalent to maritime supremacy.
Lu Yao decided that the next time he entered the Black Abyss, he would use Aegir’s Fire to test its combat effectiveness.
But for now, he decided to take a break.
He had been through too many battles in the past two weeks, and staying up late was starting to take a toll on him.
Even gods needed a balance between work and rest.
…
Lu Yao asked Xiao Huo to make a cup of herbal tea and prepared a basin of steaming foot bath water.
When it was cold, drinking hot tea and soaking one’s feet was incredibly comfortable.
After finishing everything, Lu Yao lay face down on the bed and said, “Xiao Huo, start.”
“Yes.”
The cactus carefully climbed onto Lu Yao’s back, its long green arms massaging his shoulders. It asked humbly, “My lord, how is the strength?”
“It’s alright. Massage my neck and waist too.”
“Understood.”
After multiple training sessions by Lu Yao, the cactus servant had become adept at massaging, mastering the right amount of pressure and pace.
Lu Yao lay on the bed, closing his eyes in comfort.
Under the massage, his tired body felt relieved and relaxed.
Now was the time to enjoy.
After Xiao Huo finished massaging Lu Yao’s shoulders, waist, and legs, he felt refreshed, and all the fatigue from before disappeared.
Feeling good, Lu Yao decided to work a little longer.
He got up and sat in front of the computer, shifting his attention back to the simulator.
At this moment, a notification appeared on the screen.
“The Garlic Tribe has presented an offering.”
An offering?
Lu Yao clicked on the temple.
In the “Offerings” slot, a rough, yellow-brown clay cup appeared.
…
Cup of Perpetuity: +1 faith/hour.
As long as water is poured into the cup, it will turn into sweet wine.
…
Lu Yao was pleasantly surprised.
He could have a drink tonight.
After a while, the Cup of Perpetuity appeared on the desk.
It was a crudely shaped clay cup, with no patterns on its surface, looking like an unfinished pottery made by a beginner.
Lu Yao tried pouring hot water from the kettle into it.
As soon as the hot water entered the Cup of Perpetuity, it quickly cooled down, and the steam disappeared. Circular ripples appeared on the surface of the water in the cup.
After a few seconds, the ripples disappeared, and the water in the cup returned to calmness.
Lu Yao lifted the clay cup and sniffed it under his nose.
There was indeed a faint smell of wine.
Had it turned into wine?
Lu Yao put the cup down and looked at the cactus beside him. “Xiao Huo, you try it first. See if there are any problems.”
“Yes, my lord.”
Xiao Huo picked up the clay cup and aimed the opening at its head. Transparent liquid flowed out of the cup and poured onto its prickly body. As soon as the liquid touched the cactus, it merged into its body without any splashing.
The cactus swayed a bit, almost losing its balance.
Xiao Huo tried to stand straight, then crawled on its arms and knees, respectfully kneeling on the ground. “My lord, this is indeed wine. It is not poisonous and can be consumed.”
Lu Yao picked up the clay cup and took a small sip.
It didn’t taste spicy, and the wine was mild. The alcohol content was lower than beer, more like an alcoholic beverage.
It was the cactus’s poor tolerance for alcohol, not the wine being too strong.
The wine brewed by the Cup of Perpetuity had a unique sweetness, reminding Lu Yao of the well water he had drunk in his hometown when he was a child. Moreover, the wine was exceptionally clear, without any impurities, carrying a light floral and fruity fragrance.
Unconsciously, Lu Yao finished the whole cup.
He brewed another cup of water and savored it slowly.
It wasn’t until he had three cups in a row that Lu Yao felt a sense of fullness from drinking too much water.
He personally tasted it and made a rigorous evaluation.
This wine was normal.
It wouldn’t poison people or make them stronger.
It only had one advantage: it tasted good.
Just like Happy Water.
Lu Yao liked this offering.He was the kind of person who would return a favor tenfold if you gave him an inch.
Since the tribesmen had offered their sacrifices, he, as their deity, should also show some reciprocation.
After all, courtesy demands reciprocity, and a god shouldn’t be too stingy.
Lu Yao sipped his sweet wine, deep in thought.
Tobacco and alcohol were inseparable from home, so should he give them some tobacco?
He immediately dismissed the idea.
Tobacco, at this stage, was not very good for the tribesmen… it was too addictive.
Lu Yao paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back.
Suddenly, a sudden inspiration flashed through his mind.
There was something quite suitable.
Just to be safe, Lu Yao immediately searched the internet. After reading a large amount of authoritative interpretations and data, he confirmed that his idea was basically correct.
Then he put on his socks and shoes, put on his coat, and headed straight for the market.
Half an hour later, Lu Yao returned with a bag of fresh edamame. He washed most of the edamame and threw it into the pot, adding dried chili, star anise, Sichuan peppercorns, and salt to braise the edamame, letting it simmer on low heat.
The rest was transported into the temple.
Soybeans, that was the strategic “blessing” Lu Yao came up with after careful consideration.