After reaching the maximum level, my "soft rice system" finally arrived.

As soon as Tucker's mutterings began... the scene before his eyes changed again.

This is an ordinary little field.

In the farmland, there are rows and rows of rice plants, each with a different shape...

Some of these rice varieties are high-yielding but vulnerable to pests, while others have extremely strong frost resistance but very low yields...

If we follow Tucker's understanding of normal practice, then if we encounter weak or low-yielding wheat seeds, we can only accept our bad luck.

However, as time goes by...

In that small field, rice varieties varied in quality... yet hybridization, breeding, selection, and cultivation began...

Through repeated trials, the superior traits of different rice varieties were extracted and complemented each other.

Finally, a golden rice seed appeared before Tucker's eyes.

That is the final answer that takes into account many traits such as frost resistance, high yield, and insect resistance, and brings together the advantages of hundreds of rice varieties into one.

Hybrid rice.

......

The capital of the kingdom, the Bountiful Cathedral.

The crowd below erupted in cheers and shouts.

Amidst the roaring cheers, Tucker received the scepter, a symbol of the Pope of Abundance, from the former Pope.

He held the scepter and gazed into the distance.

On the outskirts of the capital, rows of greenhouses covered with transparent plastic film stretch out in clusters.

And in the farmlands scattered throughout the kingdom... hybrid rice seeds, after undergoing selection and breeding, were distributed to every farmer in the kingdom.

This ensured that every farmer who had been suffering from famine could have enough to eat.

If......

In the earlier Church of Abundance, some questioned the identity of the Tak Chosen One, believing that his claims were blasphemous to the Mother Goddess.

So at this moment... after Tucker presented one miraculous creation after another... all the doubts vanished.

The common people are ignorant... but they are also wise.

They knew in their hearts who had brought them abundance and who truly represented the God of Abundance.

Tucker respectfully raised the scepter.

Behind him, inside the Abundant Cathedral...

Behind the dignified and noble statue of the Abundant Mother Goddess, there is now an even more magnificent statue.

He was a young man with black hair and black eyes, his pupils seemingly containing the stars and the sea.

"The origin of abundance."

"King of the Gods".

"Father of the Gods".

Tucker looked at the statue and made the sign of the cross with reverence.

"You are one, and you are ten thousand."

"It is a moment, and also eternity."

“He is the creator and the master.”

"I will make your ways known on earth, as in your kingdom."

......

On the other side of the continent, within another kingdom.

Church of Life.

As a place of worship for the goddess of life, the Church of Life originally had extremely high entry requirements...

Only the most noble families who regularly donate enough money to the church are qualified to enter the Church of Life when they fall ill and receive life-saving healing from the priests of the Goddess of Life.

As for the other commoners who do not have enough money... then even if their faith in the goddess of life is devout and pure—

However, if one suffers from illness or trauma due to an accident, one is not qualified to enter and receive the favor of the divine art of life.

Countless injured and sick people could only rely on their own bodies to tough it out, or, with the help of herbalists, use the simplest herbs for the most basic treatment...

And that's why... in this kingdom... even a small, shallow wound that was accidentally cut during a busy farming season.

If you're unlucky or your immune system isn't strong enough...

If the wound becomes infected with bacteria, the only outcome will be sepsis, leading to a miserable death with festering sores all over the body.

however--

At this moment.

The commoner patients who, despite lacking sufficient wealth to obtain divine healing, had still crowded outside the Church of Life, hoping a passing priest would take pity on them, had now vanished...

Instead...

Not far from the Church of Life, there was an ordinary-looking but always crowded herbal medicine shop.

It is said that not long ago, an adventurer contracted a lung disease and was on the verge of death...

He took out his life savings, hoping to obtain healing from the sorcerer of the Church of Life...

However, even the divine magic of the Church of Life was powerless against such a severe lung disease.

but--

That critical illness, which even the pastor of the Church of Life couldn't cure, was healed in this ordinary herbal medicine shop.

"This is not my invention... but rather a serendipitous revelation."

The owner of the herbal medicine shop, a woman dressed in a coarse cloth dress, addressed the crowd gathered outside the shop.

"However... this divine grace does not come from the goddess of life..."

"Instead, it comes from the Father God, who is greater and more revered than the goddess."

“He... is the source of life, and the goddess’s power also comes from him.”

The herbalist's blasphemous words against the goddess instantly stirred up a huge uproar among the crowd...

However, some civilians, who were coughing incessantly and had pale faces, didn't care about any of that.

He hurried into the shop... and took out all his savings from the table: eleven gold coins and seven silver coins.

Then, the pale-faced patient looked at the owner of the herbal shop, his eyes filled with undisguised expectation.

"Is this... enough?"

"Of course it's enough."

The herbalist smiled, turned around, and took out a small bottle of reagent from the wooden cabinet beside him.

Then, she pushed all eleven gold and silver coins piled on the table back to the pale-faced patient, leaving only one silver coin.

"In fact, its cost is only seven copper coins."

"Taking into account the expenses of maintaining the shop and other costs, a silver coin is a reasonable price."

The patient, who was coughing incessantly, stared intently at the small bottle of medicine on the table with his bloodshot eyes.

"May I know its name?"

"of course can."

The female shop owner smiled slightly.

She took out a thin syringe, disinfected it with alcohol, inserted it into the medicine bottle, and drew out a small amount of liquid.

Then, it was injected into the muscles of the pale-faced patient.

"According to the knowledge imparted by that great being—"

"Its name."

"It's called 'penicillin'."

......

Such scenes were simultaneously playing out in one different dimension after another.

.....

Between the starry sky and the earth, a palace is quietly floating.

In stark contrast to the ancient bronze palace style of the God of War, this is a prosperous palace.

The style is rich and magnificent, with luxurious decorations visible everywhere.

"really......"

"Based on the logic of war, it is inevitable that this plane will be obtained at all costs."

Even if He encounters setbacks, He will never be willing to give up the initial investment in this plane, but will choose to fight to the bitter end.