"One more thing."

Tan Junyan smiled slightly as she spoke, "You are not only regarded as a god by the soldiers, but also a great contributor to our cause."

"Many soldiers want to see you and catch a glimpse of your divine demeanor. Look..."

Wang Yan wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm just a human, not a god."

"No, you are our God." Tan Junyan said decisively.

"Without you, we would have died long ago."

"Not only have you saved us, but you're also going to feed 600,000 people, and there will be more in the future."

"If someone has this kind of power, who else could it be but God?"

"God doesn't drink too much."

Wang Yan shook his head noncommittally.

"Since everyone wants to see me, I can't ignore them. How about this! You gather them together and organize a meet-and-greet."

"Great, I knew you wouldn't say no."

Tan Junyan was overjoyed. "Many soldiers are looking forward to seeing you. Take your time eating. I will make arrangements."

Wang Yan grinned and said, "Don't let the soldiers wait too long, make arrangements quickly."

…

The news quickly spread in the army.

Everyone rushed to tell each other that the gods wanted to see them and they were all very excited.

Some soldiers began to tidy up their appearance, hoping to see the gods in the best condition.

A general with a rough appearance who never paid attention to his image put on what he thought was the most respectable robe and said to another general:

"Old Guo, is it okay for me to wear this to see the gods?"

"Wouldn't that be too disrespectful?"

"Although I am a rough man, I cannot lose my manners in front of the gods."

Old Guo burst out laughing. "Haha, I still like you better in armor."

"Then I need to polish my armor. Help me, quickly."

Old Guo shook his head helplessly and had to help.

The two men wiped the armor carefully, not missing any detail.

Despite this, the rough general still kept muttering: "This is for the gods to wear, so there can be no carelessness."

The other soldiers were also busy, some were fixing their hair, some were tidying up their appearance, as if they were going to attend a grand ceremony.

The whole camp was filled with a solemn and exciting atmosphere.

Soon, generals of all ranks gathered in a square near the general's mansion.

Everyone waited quietly, and everyone's face was filled with anticipation and admiration.

No one was talking to each other, and a solemn atmosphere permeated the scene.

Everyone straightened their backs and stared at the entrance, as if waiting for the arrival of a sacred king.

Even though the wind and sand blew up the corners of their clothes, everyone remained unmoved. They all stood there quietly, waiting for Wang Yan's arrival.

They want to welcome the god in their hearts with the most pious attitude.

…

"It's just ahead..."

Tan Junyan introduced to Wang Yan as they walked,

"That square is where the soldiers usually train. There's a command platform in the center..."

Behind Tan Junyan, there were more than a hundred carefully selected soldiers to protect Wang Yan's safety.

Wang Yan looked around and saw the dilapidated and desolate scene, and his shock became more and more intense.

The wind and sand are raging, the vegetation is sparse, and the ancient city walls have been eroded and become mottled and weathered.

Crooked houses can be seen everywhere, as if they will collapse into ruins at any time.

It is obvious that it has become a dangerous building, but people still live there.

Although I have seen this kind of situation on video before, it was a completely different feeling when I saw it with my own eyes.

Wang Yan felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart when he saw this.

The air here is so dry that I can’t imagine how people living here survive day by day.

Not far away, some people can be seen busying themselves.

They were dressed in ancient costumes and were thin.

The tattered clothes looked as if they would be torn at any time.

Everyone looked haggard, with fatigue and helplessness in their eyes.

The bronze skin looks particularly rough in the sun.

When an old man saw Tan Junyan and his men passing by, he wanted to move aside to avoid them.

Wang Yan took two steps forward and said, "Stop."

The old man paused, his expression a little flustered, his eyes full of anxiety.

"Don't panic, old man."

Wang Yan slowed down his tone and asked gently, "Can you let me see your hand?"

The old man didn't understand what was going on and stretched out his hands.

When Wang Yan saw that his hands were covered with calluses, he felt a sudden pang of pain in his heart.

In today's society, at his age, he would have retired and enjoyed a peaceful life.

But in order to have a bite to eat, he had to participate in logistics work in the army in such a harsh environment.

He was hunched over, his back like a bent bow, as if he was used to this posture.

The more Wang Yan watched, the more uncomfortable he felt. He swore in his heart that when he returned, he would do his best to send more supplies and try his best to improve their lives.

"Why!"

After a moment, Wang Yan sighed, took out the cakes he had brought with him, and placed them in the old man's hand, "Old man, take it!"

I think the cakes taste good and I plan to take some home to eat.

Seeing that the old man was really pitiful, he took it out.

"Coach, this..."

The old man didn't dare to accept it directly, and looked at Tan Junyan with a questioning look.

Tan Junyan smiled slightly, "This is given to you by the gods, take it!"

"God!"

The old man suddenly widened his cloudy eyes!