Lin Wanwan dragged the safe over from the modern era, putting her handgun, sleeve crossbow, and all her modern equipment in the hiking bag inside.
Besides her, no technology in this world could open it. Unless it was violently destroyed, which wouldn't be an easy task.
She placed other things like the micro tillage machine and the plant protection drone beside it, without diesel and electricity, these things were just peculiarly shaped toys.
However, on this island, the matter of Immortal Magical Artifacts had already spread furiously.
This also attracted more people to willingly follow Lin Wanwan, some villages watched their neighbors dividing land and food, while they had nothing, they secretly dug up boundary stones at night and moved them outside their village.
Lin Wanwan was about to leave, and the people from the natural village with many surnamed Du who had initially followed her cried uncontrollably.
She was their sacrificial spirit, their god!
