Ultimate Master in Urban

Chapter 1856 - 1887: Food Shortage

After more than an hour of refining, the Power of Faith floating around Ye Feng was finally completely refined. The azure Incense Burner he carried became cleaner and more simple after absorbing a large amount of the Power of Faith.Even the cracks on the Incense Burner gradually became smaller, and an ancient hue wafted from it.

Ye Feng opened his eyes, glanced at the azure Incense Burner, then smiled slightly and put it away again.

Ye Feng stood up and walked towards the house. Just as he stepped outside and was about to enter the room,

voices of prayers penetrated the barriers of Space and directly reached his heart, causing Ye Feng to squint his eyes slightly.

Ye Feng turned around and looked forward.

At this moment, in a forest filled with withered trees, a large number of people were searching for something. With every few steps they took, a sense of exhaustion emanated from their bodies.

Each of them had pale faces, as if they hadn't eaten anything for a long time, so pale it was shocking.

"Oh my God, can't we even find a single piece of complete tree bark? Not even a piece with moisture? Is there really no bark we can eat? Are they trying to starve so many of us to death?"

"Ah, it's truly a tragedy. Who would have known such a natural disaster would occur? Look at this previously lush green mountain, look at those once thriving seedlings below, and now, what has happened? What have we done to deserve such punishment?"

"It's a tragedy, truly a tragedy. Compared to before, it's like a dream, but when you wake up, there's nothing left. No family, no friends, not even the newlywed bride is left. Truly a tragedy."

"Who would disagree? Do they want us to drink the blood of those poisonous Fierce Beasts? Do they want us to eat our own flesh when we're starving?"

"..."

While all the young people were mumbling, the older generation remained silent, but they were all kneeling on the ground.

As they knelt, the elderly continuously uttered faint prayers that only they could hear, and outsiders couldn't catch at all.

This puzzled the young people greatly and aroused their curiosity. A chubby young man with big ears walked to an old man with white hair, softly advising, "Grandfather, we haven't eaten for several days, you should save your energy. It'll give me more time to find some food!"

"Grandfather, believing in those ghostly gods is of no use. You should have a good rest."

The chubby young man spoke with helplessness and a touch of bitterness.

The white-haired old man immediately opened his eyes, looked sorrowfully at his grandson, then raised his withered hand and slapped the young man's cheek with it.

Slap slap slap slap...

Several slaps in a row fell on the chubby young man's face, turning his cheeks red, causing him to breathe heavily and touch his sore face in astonishment at his grandfather.

Meanwhile, others turned to look, mostly puzzled, not understanding why the old man, who usually dotes on his grandson, would be so severe at a time like this.

While all the young people were puzzled, the white-haired old man spoke.

"Grandson, remember, Grandfather is praying to the Divine. If you wish to live, to have better food, to have a better living standard, then kneel and pray to the Divine instead of disparaging the Divine and shaming it, understand?"

The voice in which the white-haired old man said these words was loud enough, but still carried a trace of powerlessness when transmitted.

This also indicated that the old man was in a very crucial moment, looking as if he might not hold out for much longer.

"Grandfather, you..."

The chubby young man wanted to say something, but before he could, he was immediately interrupted.

The white-haired old man continued to chastise, "Shut up and kneel down quickly! Pray to the Divine, only then can you continue to live, understand?"

But the chubby young man didn't listen at all, instead retorting, "Grandfather, stop believing this, it's useless. There's no such thing as the Divine in this world. If there were, how would we end up like this today?"

"Those so-called Divine things are a hoax, they don't exist. Stop wasting your strength, let's hurry and find something to eat."

By the end of his speech, the young man's tone became somewhat agitated.

Slap.

Another slap landed, the white-haired old man pointed at the young man with his skeletal hand and said, "Kneel down, kneel down! Are you not even going to listen to me?"

In the end, in utter helplessness, the young man had no choice but to kneel obediently.

And such a scene was happening all over the forest, almost at the same time, all young people knelt down, lowering their heads according to their family elders.

Although the young people knelt down, they remained silent, for they did not believe in the existence of the Divine.

They did not believe, but the older generation did, convinced that this was the fundamental reason they could continue to survive.

All the elders called out loudly, "Respected Divine, our descendants are unfilial, disrespectful, offended and clashed with you, please do not mind. We apologize to you now."

Saying this, all the elders knocked their heads, until they bled, showing no signs of stopping.

"Dear Divine, if you truly care about us, please lend a hand to help us. We swear, we will repay you well."

As these voices continued to spread, the whole forest seemed about to boil. While all the elders were in this state of prayer, a golden light quickly approached from the sky in the distance.