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Satan's resurrection is a great joy for the Void Mask Church. This is not only because the church is in short supply of spellcasters, but also because of Satan's identity - he is the elder who promoted the establishment of the church and has long been appointed as the chief mage.

Not only that, he is also the only teacher in the entire church who has the spare energy to train spellcasters. Ever since Sui Xiong suppressed the legendary mage "Green Sea Resident" Green in Green Tree Town, the relationship between the Void Mask Church and the Secret Tower Federation has been bad. Even Rhodes spent a lot of money but couldn't recruit middle and high-level mages willing to work in the church.

Now that Satan is resurrected, this problem has finally been solved.

However, when the old problem is solved, a new problem comes again. In order to build the altar, the entire church has been busy during this period. Now it is the time for autumn harvest. Winter comes early in the north. It is about to be the snowy season. It is obviously unrealistic to go north to open up in this weather.

Not only that, it is also inconvenient to buy food in winter. Although Rhodes patted his chest and said, "With the existing funds, there will be no problem with food supply," there is another big problem that he cannot solve - morale.

For ordinary people, being able to grow their own food is considered to be secure. Relying solely on the church to distribute food, even if they see the full warehouse of grain, everyone is always a little uneasy.

With the arrival of the autumn harvest season, this uneasy mood gradually spread in the church, causing the morale of the entire church to become low.

This is also because the believers are mainly farmers. They are used to eating from the soil and are not used to the life of working for food. Even if it is a little harder, they would rather farm, and even if there is no land to farm, they will feel panic.

Sui Xiong has no idea about this. How to change the farmers' concept of valuing land and farming has made countless politicians scratch their heads even in the 21st century on Earth. In the end, most of them can only be solved by coercive means. He doesn't want to use coercive means, then there is really no way.

In fact, the key to the problem lies in himself. If he is still the great jellyfish god with great magical powers, many problems can be easily solved. However, probably because he fought too hard in the previous battle and overdrawn too much, he has been sick and can't lift his spirits during this period. His body is also very weak, so that even a mere resurrection spell needs to be conserved for a long time before it can be performed with the help of faith.

He asked his eldest brother, and the God of Justice said, "Just take a rest." But when he asked about the time of this "rest", the God of Justice hesitated and couldn't give an accurate answer. In the end, he gave an answer like "at least 30 to 50 years, and at most 1,000 to 800 years is probably about the same."

"The accuracy of this answer is very questionable!" Sui Xiong complained at the time, but it still didn't help.

After two battles with the God of Storms and the Goddess of the Sea, he had beaten himself to the point of exhaustion. If it weren't for the special nature of his soul, he would have died of exhaustion after winning the fight - in fact, including the God of Justice, all the powerful gods have always been puzzled as to how he could fight so well and endure so much.

If it weren't for the fact that he would still get hurt and tired, and overdraw so much, some curious and evil gods would have even proposed to capture him for research.

When Sui Xiong learned the news, he was very worried for a while, and imagined many terrifying scenes such as being sliced ​​and studied. But in the end, nothing happened - because his performance was nothing more than some time talent, using up the power of the "future" in advance, so he was so fierce.

Such a situation is of course rare, but it has not been uncommon in the past.

Not to mention the distant past, among the mythical creatures that have survived from the ancient times to today, there are more than one with similar abilities. Among them, there is even one who has cooperated with the gods in research, but in the end there is no decent result.

This is a talent, and there is no way to imagine it.

Sui Xiong himself is not sure whether his ability is "overdrawing the power of the future", but he wisely chooses to remain silent and acquiesce to this statement.

He is not stupid!

In short, he is now impotent, and will remain impotent for a long time to come. Although he is still very strong and powerful compared to mortals, it is absolutely impossible for him to do something too exaggerated. Therefore, to solve the believers' sense of loss of having no land to farm and to boost morale, Lei and his team can only find a way by themselves.

"Let's have a banquet." Gerald suggested, "Eat a full stomach and drink a lot, I think it will definitely work!"

Sui Xiong sneered and rejected this idea.

He recruited these believers to develop, these people are here to work, not to be masters! Drinking and eating meat... Do they go out to rob after eating and drinking enough? Are they Viking pirates? Do they have to give each person a horn helmet!

"Why not give them concentrated classes and teach them to read and write." Lei said, "While there is nothing to do now, it is not a waste of time to train a group of church backbones."

Sui Xiong thought his idea was not bad, so he asked Satan to preside over the implementation. As a result, Satan came to complain in less than a week.

“Your Majesty… I really can’t take it anymore!” Satan had messy hair like a chicken coop, dark circles under his eyes like a giant panda, and looked so haggard that he looked as if he had been ravaged by a group of Steeles. He spoke weakly, “Those guys… are dumber than pigs!”

Sui Xiong asked what was going on. Satan could no longer suppress the grief and indignation in his heart, and complained with tears and runny noses - it turned out that the farmers had not had even a little bit of cultural knowledge before, and some of them could not even count from one to twenty. No, the scariest thing is that they have no desire to learn at all. Satan led a few educated believers and worked hard to teach them for a week, but he really couldn't stand these guys who were as stupid as pigs and didn't seek to improve, and he couldn't teach anymore.

"If this continues, I will either blow them up with a fireball, or blow myself up with a fireball... It's up to you, there is no third possibility anyway!"

Faced with Satan who looked hopeless, Sui Xiong had no choice but to give up his education plan.

As a result, Lei's seemingly reliable plan not only failed to improve the morale of the believers, but made them even more depressed. Even Satan, who was originally very morale, became depressed.

Sui Xiong had no choice but to find another way. This time he found Steele, who was always happy.

"To make them happy? It's very simple." Steele laughed, but before she finished speaking, she turned into a pig in the smoke with a "bang".

"Okay, you don't need to say anything, I already understand." Sui Xiong pushed aside Steele who was taking out a wooden board and writing quickly, and sighed deeply.

He should have thought of it a long time ago. Is there anyone in the world who is more unreliable than this guy?

So he went to others for advice.

Palin couldn't understand why his morale was so low despite having food, drink and shelter. After Sui Xiong explained, he sighed, "Your Majesty, the scope of your thinking is too high-end, please forgive me for not understanding it."

Well, I can’t understand it, let alone give me an idea.

Rhodes said: "Without farming, morale is low? This is a problem caused by free time! Let Sir Gerald take them to practice martial arts! National military training, training until exhaustion every day, they will have no time to think nonsense!"

"This idea seems to be a good one...but what will happen when we start to open up?" Sui Xiong asked, "After a winter of training, they will almost have the strength of regular soldiers. When the time comes, let them do farm work again, will they Feel ignored?"

Rhodes sighed helplessly: "Your Majesty, you are too generous! In my opinion, why should you care about the morale of these people? Devout believers are meant to be slowly sorted out from ordinary people like gold mining. Now these people have low morale. Yes, it’s them who gave up the opportunity to make progress!”

Sui Xiong admitted that what he said made sense, but it was meaningless in solving the problem.

It was his idea to find these people to establish a pioneering territory. In this case, he must be responsible for these people.

Perhaps in Rhode's opinion, his thoughts were too kind, but since he had the spare power, why not get things done?

So he went to the knowledgeable Xuehua for advice.

"It's hard to talk about the issue of morale, but you do have a good idea!" Xuehua nodded in praise, "Always maintaining a relatively high morale among believers will help cultivate more devout believers, and will also help promote the centripetal force of the entire church. ...If you don’t mind, why not let them come to Longhou Town to do some work. There is a lot of work to do here all year round, and there is always a shortage of people.”

"Although it is not farm work, I think the positive atmosphere in Longhou Town will be very good for them."

Sui Xiong thought for a moment and thought that this might be a solution, so he decided to try it out for a while.

Just as Xue Hua said, the people in Longhou Town are filled with a kind of fool-like optimism that is not afraid of anything and everything, and the loss of their heads is nothing more than a scar as big as a bowl. If believers are allowed to work here, not only can they learn a skill, but it may also help their morale.

Emotions are contagious. If you get along with depressed people, you will become more and more depressed; if you get along with happy people, you will become more and more happy. Even if those farmers have no fields for the time being, they can live with the residents and adventurers of Longhou Town who laugh all day long, and they can be infected by them and become cheerful.

Maybe they will be infected and become stupid and happy all day long, but what's wrong with that?

It is better to laugh than to cry, and to be happy than to sigh.

So the matter was settled for the time being, and soon hundreds of believers were sent to Longhou Town one after another. Under Xuehua's arrangement, some of them worked as butchers to help dismantle World of Warcraft, and more became handymen doing various auxiliary tasks. In short, they were not idle.

Sure enough, as Xuehua said, although the work was not consistent with expectations, these believers were quickly infected by the cheerful and lively atmosphere of Longhou Town and gradually became cheerful.

Seeing that smiles finally appeared on their faces, Sui Xiong breathed a deep sigh of relief.

As a result, the accident happened again.

"Your Majesty, Mask of the Void, I have met an interesting talent." When the first snow fell in winter, Wendy woke up the clone sleeping in the magic tower. "I think he will definitely be helpful to your career." helped.”

"Ah? Who is he?"

"His name is Arcane Pasteur." Wendy said with a smile. "He is the son of the teacher's best friend during his lifetime, a druid who is quite accomplished in alchemy."

I just got the good news that the enthusiastic reader had a successful surgery and is now recovering. It is estimated that in as little as two months or as slowly as half a year, he will be able to jump around again!