Becoming a creator in prehistory

Chapter 12 Divinity Originates from Experience

Hunting season begins in autumn, when the moss starts to turn yellow, and continues until the first snowflakes fall.

Without planting or animal husbandry, only high-intensity hunting like now can guarantee that the tribe will not starve to death in winter.

This is a race for survival, not entertainment in the usual sense.

However, no matter how busy the hunting was, Feng Gesi would still lead the crowd to worship in the direction of the tree every morning.

And this morning, everyone gathered at Feng Gesi's temporary residence as usual, preparing for the routine to complete the worship, and then started a new day of hunting.

Feng Gesi has already been waiting here, and he will never neglect this matter.

Just when everyone thought that today would be the same as usual, Feng Gesi looked at the crowd and said slowly:
"Mu Le, you will replace me today and lead everyone to worship."

Feng Gesi's voice was not loud, but it was like mixing oil into a pot, which caused an uproar from everyone present.

Feng Gesi has been leading the entire ethnic group for more than 40 years. During these 40 years of career, he has never had someone replace him for worship.

After decades of persistence, leading people to worship has been endowed with more symbolic meanings. It symbolizes royal power and the leadership of the ethnic group.

However, today Fengers asked Muller to replace him, which has to make other people think too much.

At this time, the boss stood up first.

"Father, if you want to find someone to lead everyone to worship, then let me, the eldest son, come."

Then, the second child also jumped out.

"That's right, father, why don't you choose someone with more prestige in the family.

The bruises on the eldest brother's face are not healed, which is really detrimental to his dignity. I think I am a more suitable candidate. "

"Father, look at me..."

"I, I am more..."

All of a sudden, all members of Feng Gesi's family stood up, and there was a lot of self-recommendation, and the good daily worship turned into a chaotic market.

"enough!"

The sound mixed with elemental force was like rolling thunder, directly suppressing all the noise present.

Looking at Feng Gesi, who was not angry and arrogant, all the people present were silent, not daring to say another word.

Although Feng Gesi is old, no one dares to underestimate this king.

Even if the archaea in his body were shunted to his offspring during the reproduction process, the number of archaea in his body was still the largest.

Even now, he is still the strongest in the family.

Feng Gesi scanned his eleven children like a lion king patrolling his territory, and every heir who met his eyes lowered his head unconsciously.

"I'm not old enough to need others to teach me how to do things. I am your father and also your king. After I make a decision, all you need to do is accept it, understand."

Looking at the silent crowd, Feng Gesi turned his attention to Mueller again.

"Come on, Mueller, I said that today you will lead everyone to worship instead of me."

Seeing that his father had made up his mind, Mu Le could only come to the forefront of the crowd with thorny eyes.

Although he was a little nervous, he had never eaten pork but had seen pigs walk. He had participated in the worship since he was a child, and he knew the process by heart.

In this way, under his full auspices, this day's ceremony was successfully completed.

Afterwards, the others left the field angrily, while Muller came to Feng Gesi's side nervously.

He wanted to ascertain the other party's intentions, but he didn't know how to speak when the words came to his lips.

On the other side, Feng Gesi looked at Mueller who hesitated to speak, and had already guessed what he was thinking.

"If you want to ask me why I asked you to worship instead, then I can tell you directly that I plan to choose you as my successor."

Feng Gesi's directness caught Muller a little off guard, and he stammered and asked:
"Father, why is my father, you obviously have a better choice."

Hearing this, Feng Gesi did not directly answer this question, but asked rhetorically:
"Mu Le, where do you think the king's power comes from?"

"Different people have different judgments on elements such as tribe, talent, lineage, strength, etc.

And there is only one answer in my heart, and that is the Lord! "

"We are the first life created by the Creator, and we are the people of gold with the golden blood of the tree of life.

Without the Lord, there would be no family of us. It is the Lord who chose me to be king, not other factors that made me. "

Having said that, Fengers took a deep look at Muller.

"It is not you or me who can decide who can become king, but the Creator.

Just as the Lord chose me to lead the race, now the Lord has chosen you.

Muller, this is something that was preordained when the Lord summoned you, and you should accept this arrangement calmly. "

Seeing Feng Gesi explain the reason, Mu Le immediately felt relieved, but when he thought of the dissatisfaction of the remaining brothers and sisters, his heart became extremely entangled again.

"But, big brother, second brother..."

On the other side, Feng Gesi did not let him finish speaking, and directly interrupted forcefully:
"As I have said before, the king's rights come from the Creator.

As a king, you only need to be responsible to the Lord and not others. Since all these are the will of the Lord, you just need to obey them. "

"Besides, as my successor, I will not stand idly by.

Muller, then you just follow me, and I will spend the rest of my time teaching you how to become a king.

Don't worry about your brothers for the time being, as long as I'm with them, they won't be able to turn the world around. "

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Facts have proved that the title of God King Feng Gesi is not for nothing. With him as the escort for Mu Le, even if the other descendants are not convinced, they dare not show their teeth in front of him.

In this way, Muller followed Feng Gesi and started the learning journey of how to become a king.

Spring went to winter, and seven years passed quickly.

During this period of time, Feng Gesi devoted himself to coaching, while fully delegating power, and handed over to Muller what he was originally required to do.

The alternation of rights is subtly changing little by little, even if the other heirs are not reconciled, there is nothing they can do.

With the passage of time, Feng Gesi's age is gradually approaching the limit.

On this day, Muller wanted to report to his father as usual, but Fengers stopped him.

"Mueller, from today onwards, you don't have to ask my opinion anymore, you will deal with everything independently as the king."

Mueller looked at his father, whose hair had turned white and looked very old, and his nose felt a little sour unconsciously.

In the first half of his life, he didn't feel any paternal love, and he was belittled as a mediocre god. It is impossible to say that he doesn't resent Feng Gesi.

However, in the final stage of his life, Feng Gesi made up for his lack with all his strength.

For Mueller, that was enough.

At this time, Feng Gesi stretched out his skinny palm, touched Mueller's face, and said with satisfaction:
"Don't feel sorry for me, I'm really happy to pass on my experience to you.

I am not perfect as a king, and I have gone through many detours.

With these experiences of mine, though, you won't be wrestling where I fell. "

"Mueller, our family is called God by the world. I hope that this name not only comes from external power, but also includes the inner wisdom that is continuously passed on. I am willing to call it divinity.

Children, carry on well. "

(End of this chapter)