Global Deities: My Talent Comes from the Stars

Chapter 6 The Enlightenment of Agriculture

Homo sapiens

Population size: 1521

"Characteristic: Genetic Memory"

"Situation Progress (87%)"

As expected, war can accelerate the progress of the [Evolution Hunter] situation. I expect that within a week, my followers will gain their second trait.

After the battle with Huang Ba, Liang Jiu immediately returned to his divine realm. Due to the increase in population, he clearly felt that the power of faith gathered on him had become stronger, and the sparse magic power in the divine realm also began to nourish him.

When one gives birth to their first extraordinary companion, their present self will also receive considerable benefits.

With this thought in mind, he turned his gaze to the place where his family lived.

They have now emerged from the cave and built primitive thatched huts near the temple.

Every now and then, Homo sapiens would enter the temple and kneel before the statue of Liang Jiu, praying. Although Liang Jiu's divine power was insufficient to grant every request, the miracles he had performed had deeply penetrated the hearts of his followers, and their piety constantly provided Liang Jiu with strength.

The liberation of productive forces is also imminent.

With population growth and the emergence of early languages, agricultural civilization began to take root in Homo sapiens tribes, with some Homo sapiens starting to purposefully cultivate wasteland and grow crops. But while everything was still in its infancy, all Homo sapiens were essentially feeling their way forward, and most of them...

Liang Jiu didn't mind lending them a hand.

He came to a Homo sapiens studying the land, and transformed into an old man wearing a grass coat, his back hunched, and walked to the crookedly cultivated wasteland.

The original farmland had its soil turned over haphazardly, and the collected grass seeds were mixed together everywhere.

A Homo sapiens was bent over, holding a sharpened stick, laboriously digging in the mud, covered in sweat, but tirelessly.

"Young man, what are you doing?" Liang Jiu asked him.

The Homo sapiens stopped what he was doing and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He looked the unfamiliar, withered old man up and down, his tone surprisingly calm: "I'd like to see if I can get something to eat from this field."

Liang Jiu smiled and asked, "You can find food anywhere on the grasslands or in the forests. You have arms and legs; it would be so much easier to hunt or pick fruit. Why bother making trouble for yourself in this mud?"

Upon hearing this, Homo sapiens frowned.

He dropped the wooden stick in his hand, looked at the newly built, simple thatched huts in the distance, and sighed.

"I can't explain it to you. There are only so many wild animals and fruit trees; they'll all be eaten up eventually. But our children will only increase."

Liang Jiu was stunned.

The surprise was genuine. How could a primitive Homo sapiens who had just stepped into the threshold of agricultural civilization, who had only recently escaped the struggle for basic needs and had never received any education, have such a sense of foresight and preparedness?

After much thought, it's probably because of the gift of "blog writing." The preservation and dissemination of knowledge subtly fostered their contemplation of the future of their species. They were groping their way forward on their own, even without Liang Jiu's involvement.

interesting.

"What's your name?"

"Name?" Homo sapiens scratched his messy hair, looking somewhat bewildered. "I don't have a name yet. Everyone just calls me 'Hey, hey.'"

"You don't even have a name, it's so troublesome to address you. How about I think of one for you? From now on, you'll be called 'Geng'."

"Plow...plow?"

Before the other person could react, Liang Jiu stretched out his withered finger and tapped the patch of soil beneath his feet. "Speaking of which, how about I teach you how to make food grow from the ground?"

Upon hearing this, Geng, who had just been given a name, laughed.

"Old man, I'm not bragging. I can now make seeds sprout, and soon I'll be able to make them bear fruit. My abilities are no less than those of the gods in heaven, so why would I need you to teach me?"

Young and impetuous, arrogant and conceited, but he certainly had reason to be proud. Liang Jiu was starting to like the young man in front of him; he might truly be a genius, a pragmatist.

"But I see that not all of the seeds you've collected are edible."

Geng shrugged nonchalantly: "I thought you were going to tell me something. Of course I know these seeds aren't all food. But it doesn't matter, just wait a year, and when they bear fruit, I'll naturally know which ones are edible and which ones are useless."

"But what if not a single seed here can grow into a crop?" Liang Jiu countered. "Wouldn't you have wasted a whole year? How many years in your life can you afford to spend trying and failing?"

Geng wasn't annoyed. He nodded his head, his eyes shining.

"My descendants will be born with my experience. I will teach them the methods, and they will never repeat the mistakes I made today. One day, someone will figure out a way."

Liang Jiu fell silent.

This is the domineering nature of genetic memory. They are not afraid of failure at all, because every failure will become part of their genetic foundation, paving the way to the truth.

He looked at the stubborn young man in front of him and raised his hand.

"Then why not speed things up?"

Liang Jiu no longer tried to hide it.

Divine power flowed from his fingertips, silently seeping into the crooked wasteland before him.

The once lifeless soil began to bulge. In Geng's wide-eyed gaze, tender green shoots broke through the earth. They grew taller and stretched their leaves at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few breaths, waist-high plants sprouted from the barren wasteland, some blooming with unknown wildflowers, while a few others were laden with heavy, plump ears of wheat.

A year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Geng opened his mouth wide, and the wooden stick in his hand fell into the mud.

He looked at the miraculous plant, then suddenly turned to look at the withered old man in front of him, who was wearing a straw coat.

The legends passed down in the tribe overlapped with the reality before his eyes, and his breathing became rapid. His knees buckled, but he only knelt on one knee.

But Liang Jiu noticed this interesting detail and used his divine power to help him up.

"There is no need to make a fuss. What you have done deserves a reward. If you encounter any difficulties in breeding in the future, call upon the name of the gods and men, and I will send down divine power to help you."

"My Lord God, this..." Geng was completely at a loss. He didn't understand what he had done to deserve the attention and selection of the gods. Fear and joy were mixed in his heart, and he couldn't even speak properly.

"There's no need to belittle yourself. Pioneers in everything deserve to be remembered. If you have some mundane, trivial matters in your life, go find a job."

"Also, please pass on a message to him, telling him to name the entire clan as soon as possible." After saying this, Liang Jiu's figure gradually faded away, finally disappearing into the world like smoke and clouds.

Only Geng remained paralyzed on the ground, his surprise and joy lingering for a long time.