The old man's cry was hysterical. He was shouting out the humble hope in his heart, hoping that a god would really come to save them.

If Chu Qiu Ze had healthy legs, he would have been frightened by the old man and jumped three times. He took two deep breaths, patted his chest to calm himself down, and then tried to explain that he was not a god who had descended to earth.

But before he could finish his words, the scattered people on the street gathered around him, staring at him with burning eyes.

The look in his eyes was like that of a hungry wolf, emitting a frightening green light.

Chu Qiuze's scalp tingled, and he cleared his throat uncomfortably: "Don't be nervous, everyone. I still have some food here. Let's share it."

He said this, but no one dared to step forward.

The people looked at his short hair and clothes that didn't fit in here, as well as the strange chair. They looked at each other in bewilderment. After all, the fear of the unknown was greater than hunger.

For a moment, the atmosphere was somewhat stagnant.

At this time, a handsome scholar came out first. "My name is Chen Chuzhi. May I ask what is your name? Is there any food?"

Chen Chuzhi's tone was calm and composed, and the eyes around him were instantly attracted to him.

But Chu Qiuze felt like laughing. Who would name himself Chen Vinegar?

However, judging from the man's attire, he was obviously not on the same level as the disaster victims. He guessed that this man might be the one in charge.

He imitated the other person's tone and answered: "My name is Chu Qiu Ze. I have food, but I came here in a hurry today and I can't bring much. Please make do with what you have for now. I will send you some rice and flour tomorrow, okay?"

As he spoke, he opened the plastic bag on his leg, revealing the food.

There is a wide variety of fruits, vegetables, chicken, duck, fish, meat, snacks and more.

Chen Chuzhi's eyes flickered. If it was just the food in front of him, he would not be too excited, but when he heard that there would be rice and flour tomorrow, he was so excited that he was speechless.

Chu Qiuze felt helpless when he saw that still no one moved.

He took out a bag of whole wheat bread, opened the bag, twisted a small piece with his hands and put it into his mouth: "It's made of flour, it's edible."

At last, the old man followed his example and tore open the bag.

Unlike whole wheat bread which has a bland smell, the one in the old man's hand is cheese toast with a rich milky flavor. The fragrance of the food blew in the wind, and Chu Qiu Ze could even hear the sound of people swallowing their saliva.

Chen Chuzhi was the first to kneel down in front of Chu Qiuze, "Kneel down to thank you for the food."

As soon as he finished speaking, the others knelt down as well, looking at Chu Qiuze with almost pious eyes.

There are still many people who keep chanting: "The living god who saves people from suffering, the god who came down to earth..."

The corners of Chu Qiuze's mouth twitched twice, and he mentally spit on this ancient custom of kneeling down at every turn.

Also, what the hell is it to regard him as a god?

He thought again, people have no choice but to ask ghosts and gods for help when they are desperate. These people are just holding on to their breath. If this breath is gone, they will be gone too.

Forget it, let’s wait until the food is delivered tomorrow and let them see hope.

He reached out his hand and helped Chen Chuzhi up: "Please distribute the food to everyone, and everyone should stop kneeling."

When the people saw that he did not explain, they became more certain of their guess.

Putting aside the fact that these foods were completely new to people, just the packaging bag, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, made people conclude that this was something extraordinary.

So if the man in front of him is not a god, then he must be a mountain spirit or a ghost.

But how could the mountain spirits and ghosts bring them food?

Chen Chuzhi was relatively calm. He took the food from Chu Qiuze and distributed it to everyone one by one.

Soon, all I could hear were the sounds of people wolfing down food and licking bottle caps; at the same time, varying degrees of gratitude popped up in the heads of these people.

Chen Chuzhi looked at the remaining vacuum-sucked raw meat in front of him and was a little dazed. He had never seen such bizarre food before.

There was also a bag of rice, each grain full and crystal clear, even better than the ones specially supplied to the royal family.

This person's identity is too suspicious, but if he can really deliver food...

Seeing that the people had almost finished their meal, Chu Qiuze called Chen Chuzhi aside and said, "Mr. Chen, can you tell me the specific situation here?"

Chen Chuzhi thought about it for a moment. No matter what the purpose of this strange man was, as long as he could deliver food, he would be Dahan's benefactor.

But he was also cautious and tentatively asked about Chu Qiuze's background.

Chu Qiuze didn't dare to tell the truth, he just said that he was just passing by and just had some special skills.

Chen Chuzhi did not ask any further questions at this juncture, but he only said that he and his master had purchased a batch of brown rice from a wealthy businessman and sent it over to distribute porridge in various places and towns in the county every day.

At present, all we can do is to prevent people from starving to death, but this won’t last much longer.

Chu Qiuze listened and thought, "So how many people are there who need help now?"

"Some died, some escaped." Chen Chuzhi shook his head, looking reluctant: "I'm afraid there are less than 20,000 people."

In ancient times, the land was vast and the population was sparse, so it was normal for a county town to have only tens of thousands of people.

Chu Qiuze quickly did a calculation and found that ordinary rice flour was only two or three yuan per pound, and it would be even cheaper if sold wholesale.

Not short of money!

But the problem is how to transport them. We can't let a disabled person carry them bag by bag, right?

"Host." Xiao En appeared in time to answer his questions: "I can temporarily open a portal in your villa leading to here, and then let the people here move in. However, the people here must pass my test and have good character."

Chu Qiuze understood, "Can we open the door in the underground garage?" The only empty garage in his house was a closed space, and it would not be convenient to open it in other rooms.

"Can."

After getting an accurate answer, Chu Qiuze came up with a plan: "I will send you 10,000 kilograms of rice and 10,000 kilograms of flour tomorrow, and we will make other plans later."

Chen Chu was overjoyed. Although 20,000 kilograms of food was not a lot, it solved the urgent problem. As long as he could hold out until the disaster relief food arrived, it would be fine.

"Gratitude value +1000"

Chu Qiuze looked at the numbers that suddenly appeared above Chen Chuzhi's head and his heart rate soared in excitement. The gratitude points he received just now were only in the single digit or tens for each person.

But this scholar contributed 1,000 at one time. That's amazing, little brother.

"Ahhhhhh, I declare that from now on, this Chen Cuzhi is my half-brother!" Chu Qiuze roared crazily in his mind.

Chen Chuzhi felt a chill down his spine, as if he was being stared at by something strange.

After the two discussed the follow-up work, Chu Qiuze did not stay any longer and went back to modern times to prepare food.

When Chu Qiu Ze returned home, he happened to see the nanny looking at the empty refrigerator with a confused look on her face.

"Ahem!" Chu Qiuze felt so guilty that he didn't dare look his aunt in the eye. "Go buy more. Buy more. My appetite has improved recently."

Fortunately, this auntie usually doesn’t talk much, so she just nodded and left.

Chu Qiuze breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned around, he saw a cat with wings facing his face.

"I'm Xiao En!" Xiao En fluttered his wings and looked cute, but it was still a bit scary to see a cat head speaking human language.

Chu Qiuze didn't completely trust this system. He frowned and said, "You still have a physical body???"

"Of course." Xiao En said with pride, "I've said that I'm a very user-friendly system. I don't have a shielding function, so if I always live in your head, I can see you poop and fart. How embarrassing!"

Chu Qiu Ze chose to automatically block the words "shit" and "fart". He was indeed worried about letting this system of unknown origin live in his mind. Now that it has turned into a cat's head, it makes him feel a little safer.

The man and the cat head discussed tomorrow's itinerary furtively, and contacted a grain and oil wholesaler online to order food.

Although the boss didn't know why the customer ordered so much rice and flour, he was relieved when he saw that the address was a villa area. Who knows if these rich people have any special hobbies?

This also made it convenient for Chu Qiuze to not have to find any excuses.

It's a thrilling day, destined to be sleepless.

There is also another time and space outside the door that is also sleepless.

Under the dim candlelight, a man in black clothes was holding a transparent glass bottle in his hand, frowning and looking at it carefully.

"Your Majesty." The person who spoke was Chen Chuzhi, with a respectful attitude: "This was indeed brought by that weirdo. It was previously filled with goat milk."

This is the Regent of Dahan, Lan An, and he is also the envoy in charge of disaster relief.

Lan An seemed to be lost in thought. This crystal clear glass was definitely not something that Da Han should have.

"And the words on it are also very strange." Chen Chuzhi handed over a package. "It's missing some parts, but I can recognize it roughly, but I don't understand its meaning."

He pointed at a line of words on it and said, "This should roughly read as a contact number, but what is this phone? And what do these crooked, cryptic characters at the back mean?"

Not only these, but also the contact address. He had traveled for many years, but had never been to a place like Shanghai.

Lan An glanced at him and thought nothing more. He just asked, "Did that weirdo make any requests? How is he going to get food when he's alone?"

"He did not make any requests, but only asked about the current disaster situation and how to transport food..."

At this point, Chen Chuzhi still had an incredible look on his face, "I saw him disappear in front of me with my own eyes, maybe he really is an immortal from outer space!"

Lan Euan snorted coldly: "It's nothing more than a trick to deceive people!"

His eyes were cold and murderous, "If he fails to bring food tomorrow, he will be executed on the spot for deceiving the emperor."

"A-choo!" Chu Qiuze felt a chill on his back as he lay on the bed. "Who is scolding me?"

Cat-head Xiao En yawned on the pillow, "Why don't you say that someone is thinking about you?"

Chu Qiu Ze ignored him and looked out the window. The sky was turning pale. He couldn't sleep anyway, so he decided to go over early to arrange some staff.

But he was stunned when he opened the door.

The ten-mile-long street was filled with human heads, but all of them were dressed in rags, with unkempt hair and dirty faces. At first glance, it looked like a city surrounded by zombies.

The crowd that was closer saw Chu Qiuze appear out of thin air with their own eyes.

"This, this, this...the gods have really come down to earth, and we are really saved." Someone in the crowd shouted.

As soon as those words fell, the crowd all knelt down like wheat waves blown by the wind.

Chu Qiu Ze was a little confused. When they left yesterday, there were only about a hundred people here. How come there are so many people here just one night? Could it be that everyone in the entire county has come?

It was indeed so. Within just one night, everyone knew that the god had descended to earth. Lan An was standing on the roof behind Chu Qiu Ze, facing the wind.

Looking at him in the dim light of morning light, apart from the strange appearance of that person, just looking at his face, he does have the aura of a fallen immortal.

Chu Qiuze, who was unaware of the danger, cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, hurry up and get up. I want to pick a few strong young men to help me carry food later."

Several brave young men volunteered, but Chu Qiu Ze shook his head dissatisfiedly. They were young, but as thin as bamboo poles. If they moved 20,000 kilograms of food, it would probably be wasted.

Just as I was about to find someone to ask where Chen Chuzhi was, an alarm sounded in my mind.

"It's murderous!"

As soon as Xiao En finished speaking, a long knife was already placed on Chu Qiu Ze's neck.