All Gods: Starting with Two Families

Chapter 10 Hope SpicesThe trading instantly became heated!

The amount of spice Zhou Zheng brought out wasn’t large. They brought out their bottom-of-the-barrel food reserves, painstakingly collected herbs, and precious water crystals, all just to exchange for this miraculous powder that could enhance their followers’ core potential!

Zhou Zheng bargained calmly, using several small portions of spice to exchange for a mountain of shelf-stable berry tubers, a large quantity of common hemostatic and anti-inflammatory herbs, and over a dozen fist-sized, light blue water crystals containing pure water vapor.

For the Desert Divine Realm, these items were all urgently needed survival and development materials. He even gained an extra twenty thousand plus points of Faith.

However, not all gazes were filled with longing.

The shadows of the Hunting Gods’ cloaks gathered around the periphery of the trading circle, emitting a cold aura.

”Hmph, enhancing Mental Energy? Just flashy tricks! Better to use those resources to exchange for a few more capable warriors!” A Divine Thought came through with a sneer.

”Only exchanging for resources? Refusing follower trading? You secretive fellow, are you a Farming God or a Hunting God?” Another sinister Divine Thought, filled with scrutiny and provocation, tried to penetrate the concealment of his cloak.

The shadow beneath Zhou Zheng’s cloak remained motionless, and the Divine Thought he sent out was still clear and flat: ”Only exchanging for resources.”

He directly ignored the questioning and the so-called ”follower trading” proposals, continuing to complete transactions with the Farming Gods who were eager for the spice.

The Hunting Gods clearly couldn’t lower themselves to use their precious resources (besides followers, they truly seemed to have no other ”resources” worth trading) to exchange for this ”illusory” spice.

In the end, all the spice Zhou Zheng had brought out was swept clean by those long-suppressed Farming Gods.

When the last grain of golden dust was traded for a small bag of rare, sweet-scented Desert Honey Dates, Zhou Zheng stopped trading.

The harvest far exceeded his expectations. He felt that after the transactions were completed, the atmosphere of the entire plane became even more stagnant and eerie.

In the area where the Hunting Gods gathered, the dissatisfaction and coldness emanating from under their cloaks almost became tangible.

Meanwhile, those Farming Gods who had obtained the spice silently and quickly retreated into deeper shadows, tightly clutching their hard-won ”hope,” while seemingly exchanging extremely subtle Divine Thoughts with one another.

This brief and special transaction was like a spark falling into a pile of bone-dry firewood.

The Hunting Gods were used to taking whatever they wanted, but now an ”unknown” fellow had used ”useless” spice to take away resources that should have flowed to them, and had even subtly challenged their rules by refusing follower trading.

As for the Farming Gods, for the first time they tasted the experience of using resources to exchange for a ”possible future” rather than ”immediate trouble.” The humiliation and resentment they had suppressed for too long seemed to be ignited with a glimmer of light by this tiny bit of spice.

The Fox God’s voice rang out again like a phantom: ”The trade is over. Disperse!”

The plane began to fluctuate violently, and a repulsive force pushed back. Zhou Zheng’s Divine Thought, carrying the abundant materials and faith points he had exchanged, returned to his own sand-filled Divine Realm.

He did not know that in distant, different Abundant Divine Realms, several Farming Gods who had just taken off their gray cloaks were excitedly huddling together.

They cautiously held small pinches of shimmering golden dust in various containers, their eyes filled with unprecedented excitement and a near-manic resolve.