The people around him instantly went crazy. Some shouted Ange's name excitedly, and some frantically jumped on the grain bags and started fighting over them.

The scene immediately became chaotic. Everyone was pushing and jostling, and some of the weak and hungry ones were immediately trampled under their feet.

Anthony, who saw this scene from a distance, felt nervous. He had made a mistake. If there was a stampede due to food and people died, not only would the faith not be harvested, but the prestige of the Lord would also be damaged.

There were too many people and it was too chaotic. Anthony couldn't think of any good solution for a while. At this moment, all the people who were pushing, fighting, and falling felt like they were being blown by a gust of wind, and they were forcibly blown away.

Pulled up.

With the pollination technique, Ange regarded the pushing people as flowers. He used the second-level pollination technique to roll up everyone. What does it mean? Everyone was lifted up high with their armpits crossed, and they were all gone in an instant.

The ground is gone.

Those who fell were pulled up, and those who were bent were straightened. In an instant, the chaotic pile looked like a cultivated crop field, with every root straight.

The people who had been pulled out were all confused. What happened?

Some people even wanted to bend down to get the grain bag, but were pulled out again. Now everyone understood that they were not allowed to grab it.

No one dared to grab it anymore. Everyone knelt down and worshiped devoutly: "Long live Master An! Master An, give me food!"

"Long live Master An! Master An, give me food!"

Endless soul flames rushed over and poured into Ange's body.

Ange took out another bag of grain, but instead of throwing it away, he held it in his hand and tilted his head to think.

At this moment, an excited voice rang out: "Mr. An, why are you pretending? What can you do with two bags of grain? There are hundreds of thousands of us, and one bag cannot save everyone. Can you change

Will you provide hundreds of thousands of bags of grain?"

A cold light flashed in Anthony's eyes, and he murmured: "He is the one, he is the instigator. Immediately, some people agreed with him, and then started agitating together. Sir, convict him and judge him."

As soon as Anthony finished speaking, several voices echoed: "Yes, Mr. An, can you conjure hundreds of thousands of bags of grain?!"

"Master An, can you conjure hundreds of thousands of bags of grain?"

"Master An, change, change!"
Chapter completed!