Fang Xing is certainly not a god.
He is the creator, the Creator God, the god of gods!
He is the sky, the earth, the Fierce Beast, every primitive human... He is one, and also many, he is everything!
But at this moment, his Main Consciousness can only retreat into a Stone Talisman, unable to move, and even harder to perceive the outside world.
However, as long as an 'outsider' enters, everything about them will be known to him.
After all, the level difference is too great.
"You're not a god?" Mang appeared very disappointed: "Then can you tell me how to prevent my tribe people from dying of hunger or being captured by Fierce Beasts?"
"I'm not a god, moreover, even gods wouldn't satisfy all the demands of their believers."
Fang Xing chuckled: "No one will help you, except yourself... I suggest you start learning, and then thinking... In this regard, I can offer you a little insignificant assistance."
