The villagers had accepted him. This filled Divine Iskandar with a sense of accomplishnt.
"Now that they recognize , how far can their acceptance of the Great Earth Mother Goddess be?" he smiled slightly and thought to himself.
Then, he took out his phone and transferred 300,000 alliance coins to a stranger's account.
"Ding! Your account has received 300,000 alliance coins."
In the bandit hideout, the bandit leader's phone rang. A look of joy spread across his face as he quickly composed a text ssage to reply to Divine Iskandar: "Master, you really gave us the money? I feel a bit embarrassed."
A few seconds later, Divine Iskandar replied to the text.
"You did well today; this is what you deserve. Once the mission in Macang Village is completed, I will enhance your strength, and together we will spread the glory of the Great Earth Mother Goddess even further."
Seeing the ssage, the bandit leader felt a surge of excitent: "Thank you, Master! Praise the Great Earth Mother Goddess."
Divine Iskandar replied, "Praise the Great Earth Mother Goddess. We can now start planning the second phase."
The bandit leader responded, "Yes."
...
That night, Divine Iskandar had a good rest. He dreamt that he had once again received the blessings of the Great Earth Mother Goddess.
The next morning, Divine Iskandar woke up early and went out to the yard. Breathing in the cool morning breeze, he felt refreshed and invigorated.
"Divine Iskandar, you're awake!"
At that mont, the village chief walked in through the door. Having spent the entire night calming the villagers, he was quite fatigued and could hardly wait to get back to bed.
However, upon seeing his great benefactor, Divine Iskandar, the village chief imdiately perked up and was eager to prepare breakfast for him.
Divine Iskandar waved his hand and, with a flick of his wrist, a large array of pancake like foods appeared on the table before him.
This display left the village chief, Mark, utterly stunned. In Macang Village, no one practiced martial arts, and they had no idea that such a concept as storage space existed.
Seeing Divine Iskandar conjure food out of thin air, he was instantly amazed. He was so shocked that he struggled to find his words. "God, you are truly a God!"
As he spoke, Mark was about to bow down. But Divine Iskandar said, "This is just a minor skill of mine; compared to a true God, it is nothing to ntion..."
"A true God?"
Hearing this, Mark beca intrigued. Seeing Mark's interest, Divine Iskandar began to explain about gods: "The god I want to talk about is, to be precise, called the Great Earth Mother Goddess..."
This explanation lasted a full hour, greatly piquing Mark's interest.
His admiration for Divine Iskandar grew even deeper; he felt that soone with such knowledge of gods must likely be one of them himself.
As for the Great Earth Mother Goddess, although she sounded impressive, Mark still felt a sense of distance and separation from her.
Just then, a group of people suddenly pushed open the door to the village chief's house and rushed in.
"Kizin, Alun, why are you in such a hurry?"
Seeing the group burst in, Mark was worried that their rude behavior would offend Divine Iskandar, so he imdiately reprimanded them.
"Village chief, there are dead people! Many people are dead!"
A middle aged man nad Kizin grabbed the village chief's sleeve, crying as he recounted the events.
Dead? Many of them?
This left Mark in shock.
"What happened? Did so of the injured from yesterday die? Explain clearly!"
Mark asked anxiously.
"No, no. The injured are all doing well after being helped by Divine Iskandar," Alun replied.
"Then who died?" Mark asked, confused.
"It was others. This morning, after having breakfast, many people started foaming at the mouth and had diarrhea. Adam, Muthu, Amid, as well as Uncle Akmal's wife, and Wawa many people have died..." Alun spoke in terror.
Upon hearing this, Mark nearly collapsed onto the ground, but luckily a strong hand supported him.
"Divine Iskandar, please, I beg you to save our village's people," Mark pleaded, looking at Divine Iskandar who was helping him up, his voice choked with emotion.
Divine Iskandar said, "Don't panic. You need to take to see what's going on first; we must determine the cause before we can treat it properly."
"Yes, you're right. Divine Iskandar, this way please," Mark quickly instructed Alun and the others who had co to report to accompany Divine Iskandar and himself to check on the sick.
"Dad, you died so tragically! How could you just eat a bowl of food and die? Dad, wake up! Please wake up!"
In a rural courtyard, Kamal Macang cried out in despair. He looked at his father, who lay unconscious on the bed, feeling imnse sorrow in his heart.
At that mont, a group of people entered the room. Seeing that it was the village chief and Divine Iskandar, Kamal quickly got up to greet them.
"Kamal, your father is gone?"
Mark asked anxiously.
"Yes,"
Kamal pointed to his father on the bed, unable to hold back his tears.
"Brother Muthu, how could you just leave us like this? I wish I could go with you!"
Village chief Mark imdiately sat down by the bed and began to cry. He had been very close to Muthu in his youth, and their fields were adjacent, so they naturally spent a lot of ti together.
Now, seeing Muthu, who was four years older than him, pass away, Mark was overwheld with grief and could not contain his emotions. Seeing this, the other villagers in the room also couldn't help but wipe away their tears.
"Don't cry yet; what good will that do? Let take a look first,"
Divine Iskandar calmly said. Hearing his voice, village chief Mark reacted and said, "Everyone step aside so Divine Iskandar can take a look."
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