I set up a shelter organization

Chapter 1220 Sigh, this world is too miserable.

There was very little meat inside.

However, it was also served with a large bowl of perfectly cooked rice, which was very fragrant. Taking a bite of rice and then a sip of soup made it a truly satisfying meal.

Compared to what they ate before, this is already quite good.

At least Fu Zeyu gave it a thumbs up.

"We've just run out of meat here. When the hunting team returns, we'll probably get a good share."

During the meal, Fu Zeyu chatted with these elderly farmers about many things.

Those who chose to stay in the city to work were mostly the elderly, women, and children. The other strong adult men and women either chose to go out to work or joined hunting teams.

Those who were less inclined to do manual labor or heavy lifting, such as carrying sacks of stones, etc.

Among them, the risks of going out to work are less than those of hunting teams, so only those with skills can join hunting teams.

Those who farm in the city and study crop yields have already secured an easy, safe, and well-fed job, and of course, they earned it through their own abilities.

Both Shattered Soul and End chose to join the hunting party.

Fu Zeyu, on the other hand, joined the team that went out.

After dinner.

An old man took out three incense sticks from a wooden cabinet and offered them to the statue of a deity in the shrine next to him.

"Old man, do you believe in God?" Fu Zeyu found his behavior somewhat strange.

The old man had a nostalgic expression on his face: "There really was a god here. When I was a child, I saw a god appear and perform miracles."

"Unfortunately, I never saw him again after that."

After the mutated monster appeared.

He had also prayed, hoping that the gods would descend and save the world.

Unfortunately, it was as if the gods had forgotten the world, and they never appeared again.

"I'm just used to it. In the end, we still have to rely on our own hands."

“You’re just too stubborn. If you ask me, where in this world is there a god?” another old man said. “Anyway, this world has always been so chaotic, whether in the past or present, and I’ve never seen a god come out to manage it.”

"Even if there really is a God, He won't care whether we live or die."

But the old man was very unconvinced: "God really exists, I have seen him with my own eyes!"

"Yes, yes, you're just so stubborn."

Fu Zeyu seemed to be deep in thought.

In the ordinary world, the probability of a god existing is basically zero, since there are no conditions for a god to be born.

Unless this god is an outsider.

In some worlds that are not of a high level, gods have appeared, and there are quite a few of them, and some people have even witnessed it firsthand.

Most people attributed the supernatural to deities.

"Old sir, what did that god you saw look like?" Fu Zeyu guessed that the one who caused so many strange monsters in this world was probably that "god".

Although this fact may be too cruel for the elderly.

But facts are facts.

Where was the last place you saw Him?

So much time has passed, and the strange creature may have already left, but it's still a clue.

At least we've roughly defined a scope, which is better than searching for a needle in a haystack.

"What, young man? You believe in God too?"

"Listen to me, where in this world are there gods? In the end, don't we all rely on our own two hands?"

"Alas, this world is too miserable. Perhaps what we call faith is nothing more than placing our spiritual hopes on some ethereal deity in order to have any hope of survival?"

Several elderly people were drinking tea and chatting there, taking the opportunity to digest their food.