The Baija tribe is different from the Shuar tribe. They are all the most primitive indigenous people who have never been exposed to modern civilization, including their race.

They had seen white people, black people, brown people, and mixed-race people, but they had never even heard of a pure Asian person, let alone seen one.

They had never seen Allah, and for many years their community had only referred to Allah as the creator god who created all life.

However, little is known about Allah's appearance; some say he is of the same brown race as them, while others say he is black or white.

In short, the impression of things you've never seen before is very vague.

Therefore, for a time, they were unsure whether Ye Feng's identity was real or not.

Buta and Buyi are their leaders, around 35 years old, and are considered elders in the Baija tribe. They are also the teachers of Salla and Liya.

They were naturally not as easily fooled as the young Lydia Salla.

Even though Liya tried her best to glorify Ye Feng to the two of them, they still remained skeptical about Ye Feng's identity.

Because no matter how you look at it, Ye Feng in front of you is a man.

Men, however, are considered demons among the Baijia tribe.

"Sister, is this guy really our Allah? Why does he look like this? He doesn't look like any of us."

As he asked the question, Bu Yi scanned Ye Feng up and down, his eyes filled with suspicion.

Bu Da also frowned and stared at Ye Feng, his big eyes moving up and down, indicating his approval.

"Not only do they look different, but they also speak differently from us."

As he spoke, Bu Da glanced at Liu Sisi and the others again...

"And his men are all strange-looking..."

"Hey, look... what's that thing on that person's face? It looks like two broken rings, what's its purpose?"

Upon hearing this, several locals followed her gaze and moved it to Qi Xiaojie.

Clearly, glasses are not something they are familiar with.

Qi Xiaojie felt uneasy under Qi Xiaoyan's gaze and awkwardly moved closer to her.

"Sis...they...don't...don't...mistake me for...a Wendigo...right?"

Qi Xiaoyan could only look to Salla for help. She had heard that the women of the Baijia tribe were extremely ruthless towards men.

Salra, having overheard the conversation among his tribesmen, quickly came to their side and explained:

"Teacher Buta, they are all subordinates of Lord Ye Feng, and also gods."

That thing is called glasses. Lord Ye Feng said that wearing glasses can restore sight to people with poor eyesight; it's a magical artifact.

"Really?" Before Bu Da could speak, Buyi raised his eyebrows slightly, clearly showing interest.

Because a few years ago, when she took Salla out hunting, she was accidentally bitten by a poisonous spider.

Although he survived, his eyesight was damaged.

So she basically stopped using bows and arrows and used wooden spears for hunting. She could only do some manual labor in the tribe and mentor the younger generation.

When people hear about something as good as restoring eyesight, they are naturally very curious.

"Salara, could you ask that gentleman to take off his glasses so I can try them on? I'll return them to him later."

Salla was speechless; she felt that this was very disrespectful to God.

However, she also knew that her two teachers must have some doubts about Ye Feng's identity, so it would be good to take this opportunity to dispel their doubts.

She first consulted Ye Feng, who did not object, and then had Qi Xiaojie hand the glasses to Buyi.

Buyi first examined the cracked lens, which still smelled of pine resin.

She carefully put the glasses on, just like Qi Xiaojie had done...

"oh!...."

Her scream was so loud that it startled everyone around her.

Her previously somewhat cloudy vision suddenly became crystal clear; for several years, ever since she was bitten by a spider, her vision had been blurry.

At this moment, she felt as if she had returned to how she was more than ten years ago.

The flowers and plants that used to require close inspection to see clearly, as well as the surrounding trees, birds, and insects, are now all within easy reach.

"Sister! I!...I really saw it clearly! I can really see it!"

Buyi excitedly slapped Bu Da's thigh, much like a blind person who had regained his sight.

This kind of joy is something that probably no one can understand.

"A divine artifact! It really is a divine artifact!"

The group of people were overjoyed. Like children fighting over a toy, they all wanted to try out this magical artifact.

But after they wore them, while the vision was clear, they felt a little dizzy.

They didn't know that non-nearsighted people couldn't wear high-prescription glasses, but they still acknowledged that it was a miracle product.

Wearing glasses, Bu Yi kept looking around, his grin never closing.

It wasn't until Salla reminded her that she reluctantly took off her glasses and returned them to Qi Xiaojie.

Ye Feng, who was standing to the side, could see that Buyi was reluctant to part with him and understood her feelings very well.

“Salla, please tell your teacher that I can give her a new pair of glasses, but only after I finish what I need to do here.”

"Really?" Salra seemed even more excited than Buyi. Without asking when it happened, she immediately kowtowed and thanked Ye Feng repeatedly.

This is the true god, the one who protects the Baija people...

After she translated it for Buyi, Buyi also prostrated himself in gratitude.

At this moment, he completely believed that Ye Feng was Allah, because only his own Allah could be so generous and possess such an incredible artifact that could restore people's sight.

"Sister! He is truly our Allah! Quickly, let's bow down together!"

Buta wasn't as excited as she was, but she still had several of her clansmen bow a few times.

However, she still had doubts about Ye Feng's identity. Even though he possessed glasses, it was possible that he was possessed by a demon.

After all, other races of Wendigo also possess many inexplicable items.

She immediately decided to test Ye Feng's abilities... The Baijia tribe's camp must not be allowed to bring in a Wendigo.

After muttering to Salla for a while, Salla reluctantly looked at Ye Feng and stammered out a question:

"Sir, Teacher Buta...she wants to...see your abilities."

Salla's words were tactful, but Ye Feng could tell that she didn't believe he was a god.

Ye Feng scratched his greasy hair in frustration. He wasn't some kind of Allah, so how could he withstand any test?

"Or... should I just admit my identity?"

The idea had barely crossed his mind when it was immediately dismissed.