After realizing that these things were gods, and that they had close ties and interactions with ancient humans, Su Ming had prepared a plan like this.
What modern people found disgusting would have disgusted ancient people as well. The human race had never changed; there had never been many people truly willing to eat shit.
Did humans come first, or did gods? That was an unsolvable question, like asking whether the chicken or the egg came first.
But whichever came first did not matter much, because the connection between humans and gods was far closer than either side imagined.
Setting aside those creatures that continuously strengthened themselves by absorbing Cosmic Energy, eventually gained dimensional spaces, and became Dimensional Demon Gods, most gods recognized by humanity were essentially Deities of Faith.
Some relied on humanity's incense offerings, while others relied on human prayers. The power of faith made them stronger, and they would also answer the wishes of their believers.
Primitive humans surely had a less specific understanding of gods than modern people did. People's desires were far too complicated nowadays. In Su Ming's previous life, he had seen people burn incense at temples during the New Year after first preparing cheat sheets the day before, writing down dozens of wishes so they would not forget them when speaking to Buddha the next day.
They wished for their homes to be demolished and compensated, for their children to get into graduate school, for themselves to win the lottery—there were all kinds of wishes. Even if a god really heard them, they would probably get angry. Gods were not turtles in a wishing pond, so what was the point of spouting so much nonsense?
But it had to be said that this was also a process of providing faith. It seemed as