Yang Feng's desolation is excessive......

It can indeed be described by this word, during this period of time, he is completely comparable to those legendary faint kings such as Weiwei, Ziye, Grandma and the like, in the palace of the Mayans, it was a night and night, drowning in the warm fragrant nephrite every day, drunk and dreaming of death, and finally even developed to personally go out to select beautiful girls, which one directly behind the shoulder to line up and follow back to the palace, and the Mayans were even more eager for this, and finally developed to the point that even other city-states had people sneak in and send carefully selected beauties to the crowd, In order to be able to gain the favor of the gods and bestow divine seeds.

And so it went on for two months.

The gods, who were already thousands of people, finally remembered that they still had work to do in the divine realm.

Then he chose one of the most pleasant of all the beautiful maidens to be a god, and with hundreds of pounds of seeds of various crops, he boarded the chariot in which he came, and left Elmirado for his next stop.

And his next stop is Brazil.

But he didn't get much useful in Brazil, which was far behind Central America, just look at the primitive tribes of the modern Brazilian rainforest.

Because the food is so abundant, they don't need to cultivate it at all, they don't have real cities, but like wild beasts, they gather and live in small villages in the rainforest, after all, this rainforest is too rich, they can get whatever they want, there are so many fish in the river that they can knock out the food of a family with a stick, all kinds of fruits almost drown them, if you don't consider their level of civilization, there are also rampant snakes, beasts and plagues, this land is really a paradise in the dreams of countless religions.

Fortunately, Yang Feng still found the rubber tree he wanted through the aerial search.

And he also found pineapples here, as well as peanuts, which are not sure if they are only native to South America, carbonized peanuts have been found in the tombs of the Western Han Dynasty, but the peanuts that are widely cultivated in modern times are indeed South American varieties, in addition to kidney beans and pumpkins, the latter of which is not actually equivalent to modern pumpkins. Including modern zucchini, pumpkins and the like are actually cucurbitaceae plants, which is a large family, not only in the Americas, but also in Asia, and native to southern China, and modern ones are the result of artificial cultivation or natural evolution of these things, so even if His Majesty the Emperor has seeds, there is still a long way to go.

This includes the tomatoes he had obtained before, and he now has a lot of vegetables and fruit seeds alone.

Even when I first passed through Mexico, I even brought dragon fruit and agave.

Don't underestimate these things, melons and vegetables are also half a year's food, although these things are inconspicuous, but they minimize the need for staple food, people will starve to death if they don't eat for ten days, but these ten days will not only not starve to death by just gnawing pumpkin, but also maintain a certain degree of activity, red rice and pumpkin soup has also supported an army. In particular, these things have very low requirements for land, just sprinkle a few pumpkin seeds in the uncultivable mountain forest, and in the end it will be the same for people to harvest, planting some wheat in the yard can provide food, obviously not as good as planting a few racks of kidney beans, dozens of kidney beans can supply a family's vegetable needs in the fruiting season, and even a few stubbles a year, with them, those corners of the land can provide food, and maximize the use of land.

Yang Feng took his little pet Ji and circled over the Amazon rainforest, analyzing the plant species on the ground through the images uploaded to Xiao Qian, then determining the target, going down to get the seeds and then taking off again.

He circled like this for a month.

He even brought with him the seeds of some other trees, in fact, not only food and fruits were useful, but many trees that could provide good timber were also good things, even some wild grasses were also good things, in short, he took all the plants that he thought were useful in one month, and then took them away.

After that, move on to the next stop, Argentina.

The ancestors of modern peanuts are natural hybrids in Argentina, and this kind of thing is also very important, Yang Feng must find more varieties and cultivate them himself.

And in this era, Argentina is even more wild than Brazil, the glory of civilization is too far away, and it is very dim here, when the distant oriental scholars are already snorting five stones, lying in the bamboo forest and reciting poems, the people here are still chasing the beasts with stone axes, with an inexplicable emotion, in the worship of those who still stay in the primitive state occasionally appear below, Yang Feng piloted his plane to fly slowly on the vast green land......

They are still in the wilderness.

Then let them continue to be wild!

It also took him a month to complete his search in this wild land, and then moved on to the next station, which was more civilized.

Lake titicaca.

"That's kind of fun!"

Yang Feng stood in the sky, overlooking the busy scene below, and said with interest.

This is Tiahuanaco.

On the south shore of this lake, which is bigger than Qinghai Lake, there are countless small grass huts, large and small farmlands have been cultivated on the plateau at an altitude of 4,000 meters, countless alpacas are grazing quietly, there are even fishing boats by the lake, and even the traces of the road are very clear. In the middle of this Mayan city-state, there are still massive pyramids and temples under construction, but the work has clearly just begun, so the most famous mysterious sign, the Puerta del Sol, has not yet appeared. Their kind of construction is usually calculated for hundreds of years, and these guys have no other fun in life anyway, in the name of sacrificing to the ancestors of the gods, they continue to build according to a project from generation to generation, and in the end they can always make a few miracles that are unimaginable in later generations.

This level of civilization is comparable to that of the Mayans.

But......

"The gods here have to be different!"

Yang Feng raised the scepter in his hand as he spoke, and then landed, and soon the guys below who were busy building the temple found him, and then the whole construction site was full of chickens and dogs, and even soldiers with stone and wooden stick weapons appeared, and it was surprising that several guys who seemed to be nobles were still carrying bronze weapons in their hands.

This is something that not even the Mayans have.

After landing on the ground, Yang Feng sneered, and then came a mouth cannon, simply put, it was a loud roar and then the airflow impact was released, accompanied by a loud noise, and more than a dozen soldiers on the opposite side were lifted away at once, and at the same time, the flames around Yang Feng's body suddenly appeared out of thin air, and the blue flames rose radially like the sun in the kindergarten textbook, which was created by him accelerating the chemical reaction in the air.

To put it simply......

To put it simply, it is gas combustion.

Carbon monoxide turns to carbon dioxide.

He first turned the carbon dioxide into carbon monoxide, and then let it turn back, so the flames appeared, and a small amount of hydrogen and hydrogen after the decomposition of water vapor also joined the ranks of the pretend, in short, a circle of soul energy control flames was created around his body at once, and even the heat was constantly radiating outward. Because the sun was setting at this time, the fire was also very bright, so the overall shape looked very exaggerated, and a guy with a bronze weapon opposite him immediately showed horror on his face, and did not hesitate to drink the soldiers, and then trembling and lying on the ground in worship, and then everyone worshiped around him in the same manner.

They believed in the sun god, and these people were the early Inca civilization, and the Inca civilization was represented by the Incas, but the Incas were just a tribe in the Andean plateau at this time.

Yang Feng and them are even more incomprehensible.

Even they don't even understand the text, several civilizations in the Americas are very different, the Mayans have writing, but the Mayans don't even have bronze, the pre-Inca civilization here has bronze, and the later Inca Empire even has real tin bronze, but there is no text, but it is recorded with knotted ropes, and even developed to the peak of even knots can form patterns into something similar to three-dimensional writing, but this high-end civilization Yang Feng will definitely not.

He walked proudly towards the temple.

The fellows, who might call the Incas, lay on the ground in fear, and watched as the grass burned wherever he walked, and then they trembled even more.

Yang Feng stopped in front of a pile of stones.

The flames on his body slowly faded, and then he raised his arms and held the scepter in an exaggerated manner, and the next moment the pile of rocks in front of him began to sand and melt, and the sandy grains rose upward like life, recondensing into a towering stone wall carved in the shape of a dragon, smooth as a mirror reflecting the remnant sun like blood.

Behind him, the Incas screamed and worshipped like madness.

But Yang Feng didn't stop.

He then moved to the right, and then more stones were broken down and condensed in the same way to make the stone wall extended, and even went around to the back to increase its thickness, until finally a huge carved dragon stone pillar with a length and width of two meters and a height of two and a half meters was completed, and even the ground below became solid sandstone to bear its weight,

Yang Feng pointed to another pile of stones, and then pointed to the ground next to the stone pillar.

The Incas swarmed up and piled up the stones in various ways where he pointed, and then Yang Feng began the construction of a second stone pillar of the same kind, and soon this one was also completed, leaving a distance of one and a half meters between the two stone pillars, and then Yang Feng pointed to the stones again, and pointed above the stone pillar in the confusion of the Incas. The Incas did not hesitate to begin the second round of busyness, and as they moved the stones above the pillars, Yang Feng also reassembled and condensed and made the canopy, and just as night fell, the whole project was completed, and a gate of similar shape stood in the original historical location of the Sun Gate.

Yang Feng walked into the door.

The flames on his body rose again.

In the blue flames, the dragons on the stone wall danced in the cloud pattern, looking as if they were about to fly out and take off into the air at any moment.

And all around, the Incas worshipped wildly.