The supporting character's harem is very normal-Chapter 392 God’s Test

Lathel wanted to return to his body to help the tribesmen; however, he suddenly changed his mind.

'I can't take care of and protect them forever. This is just the first bit of difficulty; hopefully they can survive and solve this problem themselves.'

'Or at least, they need to hold out until I get back; otherwise... I have no way of helping them if they only rely on me.'

'The road they need to take in the future will be very long; for them to be independent, this is the best way.'

In fact, Lathel really wanted to help these people; however, he knows one principle: instead of giving them fish, he had to give them fishing rods so they could fish for themselves.

Only then can they appreciate what they have and solve all their difficulties.

Lathel sighed, then flew away, not wanting to pay attention anymore.

Doro now walked to the statue of Lathel, kneeling on the ground: "God, what should I do?"

He bowed his head very respectfully, but the statue remained silent, making him despair.

Doro continued to kneel; he knelt from morning until night, until his knees were in so much pain that he could no longer kneel and fell to the ground.

"Village chief!"

"Chief Doro!"

The people around quickly rushed to help Doro up, unable to bow their heads, asking permission from Lathel's statue to let them take Doro away.

When Doro was kneeling, they also stood far away and watched, hoping for a miracle that God would help them.

However, until Doro fell to the ground, they could not see any miracle happen.

In a simple house, that was enough to protect people from the wind, rain, and sun. Doro was placed on a pile of dry leaves. Everyone around looked at each other, then looked back at him without saying a word.

"Do you think God has left us?" Suddenly, a woman spoke up.

"I think so too. Anyway, God has turned to stone; I think God has left us."

"Don't think too much. God cannot always be with us; he is busy with many things."

"But... we are facing death; doesn't God care about us?"

"This…"

"You also know that the water is about to run out; there is only enough to last 2 to 3 more days."

"That's right, there's not much food. If we include dried meat, it will only last us 5 days."

"Don't talk about food; water is the most important issue. The water is only enough for the next 2 to 3 days; what should we do if we can't go out now?

"A bunch of cowards!" Suddenly, a young man shouted, causing everyone to pay attention to him.

"Diora, what the hell are you talking about?"

"That's right. Who are you calling a coward?"

Dorack was a tall man who was over 180 cm tall, his body as big as a bear.

He was the survivor of the hunter group that brought a seriously injured person back to the village.

Dorack looked at the crowd with eyes filled with contempt and anger: "Am I wrong?"

"Think to yourself: how much has God given us? God is willing to share knowledge so that we can live in solid houses instead of caves."

"God gives us knowledge so we can create fire, cook meat, and use food properly."

"God helps us know how to store food to prevent things like this from happening."

"God gave us so much, he even created a protective dome to protect this entire land."

"Do you think that's not enough? You cowards, look at the other tribes, do they have these things?"

"Their gods are both bloodthirsty and greedy, demanding countless sacrifices, even fresh human blood. What do their gods give them?"

"Just a little unclear protection; only when that tribe is in danger to the point of facing destruction will their God save them."

"But what about after saving them? That God demands more offerings, more blood, and more people."

"While our God... He gives us many things, from food to knowledge to protection, but has he ever asked us for offerings?"

Hearing that, the crowd bowed their heads.

Not only the people inside that wooden house but also the people surrounding it also heard Dorack's voice.

Of course, they also felt embarrassed and bowed their heads because they understood everything Dorack had said.

"Raise your head!" Dorack shouted: "Answer my question, don't you feel ashamed?"

The crowd was silent, no one dared to answer.

"You bastards!" Dorack shouted.

"Enough…" A weak voice rang out, and everyone immediately raised their heads and looked towards Doran.

Seeing that, Dorack sighed, knelt on the floor, bowed his head, and said: "Sorry, Village Chief. I…"

"No, you don't need to apologise." Doro sighed and said: "You are right. Our God has given us so many things; we cannot ask for more."

He tried to sit up; Dorack saw that and quickly helped Doro sit up.

Doro looked at everyone and then said softly: "Dorack is right; we have to look at ourselves, we can't rely on God forever."

"Besides… after kneeling for a day in front of God's statue, I seem to have realised something."

"Perhaps… this is the challenge that God has set for us."

"What?!" Dorack and the others were startled when they heard that. However, they did not dare to interrupt and silently listened to Doro continue.

"You also know that God has given us everything; however, life is never peaceful. Even though you are worried that we might die from lack of food and water, I think this is just a small test."

"Compared to the amount of knowledge we have received, this challenge is only making us more united and better at applying and developing the knowledge that God has given us."

"Other tribes haven't been able to build houses yet, but we have done it."

"Other tribes don't even know how to store food and many other things, but we all have that knowledge."

done it."

"Other tribes don't even know how to store food and many "You can think about it again, if it weren't for this challenge, how could we use all our strength and intelligence to deal with danger?"

"We can't get out, but those people can't get in either. We have enough time to prepare, and this place has a lot of resources for us to resist them."

"Dorack, how many people are there outside?"

Dorack quickly replied: "About 20 people."

"Hahahaha…" Doro suddenly laughed loudly: "Do you realise... how weak and cowardly you are?"

"Just 20 people have scared you to this extent, it seems... This is really just a small challenge brought to us by God."

Hearing that, everyone agreed. After all, this tribe has about 500 people, of which the number of men who can fight accounts for about one-tenth of the residents here.

There are only 20 people outside; what are they afraid of?

"But…" At this time, another person spoke up: "Village chief, I'm afraid we can't use numbers to guarantee our win."

"Listening to what Dorack said… it seems they have a weapon similar to a bow, but the preparation is faster than a bow, and the speed and damage are also much higher."

"Huh! So what?" Dorack shouted: "Don't use your cowardice to make people afraid."

"Even if their weapons…"

"Alright." Doro raised his hand, blocking Dorack's words. Doro looked towards the person who spoke, nodded, and replied: "You're right, they have strange weapons, however, we have knowledge."

"I don't believe that the knowledge God gave us will become useless."

"How many weapons do we have left?"

"Village chief." Another person raised his head and said: "We only have a few weapons left made from stone and wood. Only three swords were obtained from the battlefield of the gods."

"No problem." Doro frowned and said: "No matter how fast an arrow is, it cannot penetrate a thick wooden board."

Dorack now realised something and happily said: "That's right. The village chief is right, we can't avoid the arrow, so we can block it."

"Hahahaha… village chief, you are really smart."

"Hmm?!" Doro glanced at Dorack in annoyance.

Dorack knew he was a bit too happy, so he bowed his head, not daring to say anything more.

Doro looked at everyone, then shouted: "I order you, within two days, to find a way to stop the arrow."

"If you can't do it in these two days, then wait for death."

"But…" Another person spoke up: "Village chief, two days is too little."

"That's right, we don't think two days is enough for us to find a way to stop the arrow."

"Even though the village chief suggested it, how can we carry a thick wooden board on our bodies?"

"That's right."

"Village chief, please give us more time."

Hearing that, Doro felt extremely uncomfortable. He was about to say something, but Dorack smiled and said.

"No need! I have found a way to solve this problem." Dorack looked towards Doro, smiled, and said very confidently: "Village chief, within a day, I will give you the answer."