As soon as these words came out, the smiles on everyone's faces gradually disappeared.

The gods are coming!

At this moment, everyone only felt more nervous.

"Let's arrange a battle plan," Brenda, who made an exception to join the meeting, said with a heavy face. "The European side is ready for battle and can share some of the pressure this time."

But what surprised Brenda was that Mr. Jin, Mr. Chen and others all looked at him complicatedly, as if they were unwilling to let Ou Fang share the pressure...

It’s actually completely different this time!

"Don't be nervous, there won't be a fight at all this time." Lin Fan smiled.

Brenda: "???"

"Surrender directly?" Brenda exclaimed and slowly stood up surrounded by thunder, "We have finally persisted until now... How can you Daxia surrender?"

If we want to vote, we, the European side, must vote first!

Your Majesty is about to fight to the death, why do you surrender first?

"No, it's not a vote." Lin Fan smiled, "Next, I will tell you about this arrangement plan for the God of Agriculture Temple!"

"The name of this plan is Allegiance to the God of Agriculture!"

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"What!!" Xiang Yu's face darkened: "Allegiance? Do you want me to be loyal to the gods?"

"Xiang Yu, calm down first." Xingye on the side said quickly: "Listen first and then talk."

"Haha, I am the Overlord. I would rather die than be loyal to the gods!" Xiang Yu sneered and tightened his grip on the Overlord's Spear, but then suddenly froze on the spot and nodded: "It's not a bad idea to listen to it first."

A dagger hung on his neck, Xingye nodded with satisfaction: "I still like to see you looking so calm."

Overlord Xiang Yu looked ugly.

Why are the younger generations of Daxia now more powerful than the other?

Lin Fan had already revealed his plan to Daxia's senior officials before, and he simply said: "The God of Agriculture Temple will arrive in one month, and the Aoki Temple will also arrive in two months."

"The total number of high-level gods in these two major temples is ninety-six!"

"Even if you take one alone, there are forty or fifty high gods, which is far beyond what we can resist!"

"So, we can't fight hard!"

Brenda's face was gloomy: "Then we can't surrender!"

"We will be loyal to the Temple of the God of Agriculture!" Lin Fan said solemnly: "But we will not fight for them. Our goal is to let the Temple of the God of Agriculture fight for us!"

Brenda was stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

Lin Fan explained: "The Temple of the God of Agriculture is now desperate. This is their last hiding place and their hope of rising again."

"When the Aoki Temple arrives, they will never sit still and wait for death, let alone allow the Aoki Temple to seize this plane!"

"They will fight for us!"

"And in this process, we only need to play their devout believers, human beings who are emaciated due to hunger and famine, desperately waiting for God to save them."

"When they come, we will bow our heads and bow down, we will shed tears of gratitude, and we will sing their praises loudly!"

"And in order to increase their strength and establish faith and conquer believers, they will show God's mercy, nourish the land with divine power, and cultivate it for us..."

Brenda took a breath.

Is this a plot against the gods?

This is treating the God of Agriculture as a farm tool!

For a moment, Brenda understood Lin Fan's thoughts and was even more shocked by Lin Fan's thoughts!

Who said you have to fight in the face of gods?

Daxia, it’s so dangerous!

Looking at this despicable and cunning Shura God, Brenda suddenly sympathized with the ambitious Farm Gods who were preparing to invade.

"Now, with the cooperation of the Locust King, all the crops in Daxia have been eaten away, and the fertility of the land has been wiped out. It's like experiencing a long famine." Lin Fan glanced at Brenda and said, "Brenda, you guys

Is there no food production in Europe now?"

Brenda on the side said with some pride and sadness: "No more. Not a single crop is gone."

Your Daxia is a man-made famine.

There is a real famine over there!

"Okay, then the next step will be easy." Lin Fan said: "In order to show that we were abandoned by the Ocean Temple, our faith was mostly broken, and we also experienced a plane of famine..."

"Mr. Chen, produce a large number of stickers with the ashes of the God of the Ocean, and let millions of people wear the badge of the Ocean Temple, pretending to be remaining believers."

"Shang Weitian will produce a large number of flags for the Ocean Temple, but most of them will be torn into pieces and scattered on the ground. It symbolizes broken faith."

"In addition, hanging up the emblem and flag of the Temple of Saturn, which is the pattern of wheat seedlings, symbolizes the hope of harvest. Build a number of totems to symbolize our extreme desire for harvest."

"When they come, we will be loyal to them, we will cry bitterly, we will play the role of emaciated victims suffering from famine, and we will be their devout believers!"

"It's ridiculous! As an overlord, how can I beg the gods! How can there be no reason not to fight when the gods come!" Overlord Xiang Yu sneered.

Lin Fan continued: "And they will show kindness to us, nourish the earth, and cultivate it with all their strength!"

The Overlord clasped his hands in his fists: "I am willing to be loyal to the God of Agriculture for all my life!"

joke.

If farm tools come to your doorstep, who would be willing to hit them?

They are here to help farm the land!

"Good plan! We are willing to take on a batch of them!" Faced with the gods, Brenda volunteered for the first time: "We can even let all the gods of agriculture come to our place!"

After all, there is a real famine over there.

Lin Fan waved his hands indignantly: "No, for such a dangerous matter, let Daxia accept all the gods of agriculture. I, Daxia, are willing to bear all risks!"

Brenda: “…”

"It's not that Daxia doesn't want you to have the God of Agriculture to help with production." Lin Fan explained helplessly: "Your

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There is not much arable land here, and other lands have also been washed to pieces by waves. If the gods of agriculture see it, their evaluation of our plane will be greatly reduced."

"At that time, they will not think that this is a rich and fertile land, and they will not fight a decisive battle with the Aoki Temple for this land."

"We want to show the most fertile land to the God of Agriculture so that the God of Agriculture cannot give up this land!"

"Here we have a reclaimed agricultural area in the central part of the country. The land is flat and suitable for farming."

"Furthermore, if the plan fails and the God of Agriculture notices something...if a war breaks out, with all due respect, your entire European side will not be able to fight back. That's forty-one high gods."

Brenda sighed: "That's it, I understand."

"Wait a minute." Brenda suddenly felt something was wrong, "The most important thing in your plan is to pretend to be a disaster victim..."

Brenda looked at everyone present complicatedly.

All of them are strong and strong, even Mr. Chen eats for nothing.

This shows how good the food in Daxia is lately.

They don't look like disaster victims at all.

"Are you sure you can pretend to be a disaster victim?" Brenda frowned.

"Mr. Jin, how about the honor guard our family has prepared?" Lin Fan looked at Mr. Jin.

Mr. Jin picked up the walkie-talkie: "Come in."

A group of young soldiers walked into the conference room.

Although I am not sallow and thin.

But it is also strong and strong.

"Old Jin, what are your instructions?" the soldier standing at the front said angrily.

No feeling of weakness from hunger.

Lin Fan shook his head. Although each of these soldiers was quite thin, they were solidly thin, with refined muscles under their military uniforms.

People who are not hungry have distracted eyes, disoriented faces, stiff movements, and slow thinking.

The feeling of hunger cannot be disguised. No matter how good the makeup is, even if the face is sallow and the cheeks are sunken, you can't escape the god of agriculture who is in charge of harvest and famine and has seen many hungry people.

"Didn't I tell you to eat less?" Mr. Jin scolded, "You are all so strong. How can the God of Agriculture believe that you have survived the famine?"

The leading soldier lowered his head in embarrassment: "Mr. Jin, we don't know why, but we just can't lose weight."

As he finished speaking, a bun fell out of his trouser pocket.

Lin Fan: "..."
To be continued...