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Sui Xiong's plan was executed very well, and no one disturbed Damved's work.

He was still in the study, research room and farmland as usual, playing with dirty things that ordinary mages would never touch, and doing things that the mages regarded as "self-degrading".

In fact, some people had doubts about him, but after observing for a while, they found that Damved's behavior was indeed the same as usual, so they gave up.

Is Damwed's approach really the same as usual?

Generally speaking, it is almost the same. The research is still the same, and there is no special change. But if anyone looks at his research notes, they will find that unlike the messy records before, his current notes are clear and well-organized, but the content does not match the actual research. Instead, it seems to be a summary. The results of my own research are the same.

This is the method that Crick decided after discussing with him, and it can be the most effective way to "hide the truth".

It is natural for a mage to write notes while doing research. No matter how powerful the spies are, it is impossible for them to peek into Damweide's notes - not to mention that it would be useless to peek at them since they can't understand them.

In fact, Damved was compiling a book he named "Agricultural Textbook."

Because of his excitement, in addition to the routine protective spells, he now has to prepare some calming spells for himself every day to ensure that he will not lose control of his emotions while compiling this book. Exposed.

So he looks like an ordinary mage who is taciturn and focused on research. Except for the weird content of his research, there is nothing special about him and there is no doubt about it.

After about a month, Damwede completed the first draft.

"No." After reading his first draft, Crick shook his head and criticized, "You have written the book in the wrong direction."

"Wrong direction?" Damweide picked up the manuscript and turned it over in confusion, "What's wrong?"

He really didn't understand. He had clearly cataloged his research results and his understanding of agriculture over the years. How could he be wrong?

"This book of yours has at least two obvious errors." Crick sighed and said, "The first error is that it lacks priority and the content is messy."

"Huh? I feel like I'm already writing a summary..."

"That's just 'what you think'." Crick shook his head and said, "When reading this book, you are standing in your own position, not in the position of a reader who does not understand agriculture. Therefore, you omit You have included a lot of things that you think are completely unnecessary to write, and you have skipped a lot of things that you think are almost common sense. This is a mistake that professional scholars can easily make. Those younger mages who have obtained the magic notes of the great sages. Therefore, I often find that the notes of my seniors are like a heavenly book. I can clearly understand every word, but the connection is inexplicable. Of course, your book is not that serious. I believe that most mages can understand it smoothly, but you have to You know, the people who read and study this book in the future should only be people who are proficient in writing!”

Only then did Damweide realize where he had made a mistake, and his mouth suddenly opened with a look of confusion on his face.

"The second mistake lies in your grammar." Crick said, "Can ordinary people understand your grammar?"

"Huh? Isn't this easy to understand?"

"Is it easy to understand?" Crick sighed and randomly found a paragraph to read. "The method of setting up ridges is either five or three, or three or two. Make sure they are staggered. If the ridges are staggered, the canal flow will be specific and subtle. …What do you think of this paragraph?”

"It's clear."

"...To be honest, I think it is clear, but I bet readers who are not familiar with writing will not think so." Crick sighed, "You have to know that your book is not for scholars to exchange ideas and learn from each other. It’s about teaching ordinary people how to farm!”

Damwed blinked, looking confused: "Then how should I write?"

Crick thought for a while and said: "Just like this paragraph, you can write, 'The method of making ridges in the field requires dividing the land into strips, with high and low areas separated. There should not be the same number of high and low places, but there should be The difference. The high places are called ridges, and the low places are like small ditches, which can be used for watering and fertilizing'... That's roughly it. I've added a little bit of the content later. "

"What you say... is simply insulting to politeness!" Damweed was stunned for a long time, and finally murmured to himself, "Don't talk about spellcasters, even a bard would not write so crudely... I want to be honest If you write it like this, I’m not sure whether I can become a god, but I’m sure I’ll become a laughing stock…”

Even so, he made the right choice in the end.

"Isn't it because the article must be written vulgarly? Isn't it because it is embarrassing to be read by scholars and spellcasters! In order to become a god, I risked my life!" He said viciously, "If I lose face, I will have the opportunity to become a god. I have What can't be figured out? What can I do to be hypocritical! If others find out, let alone being embarrassed, even if he is asked to walk around without clothes all day long, if he is willing, he can fill up the entire Void City... What should I care about! What should I be ashamed of! Who would feel embarrassed about a god!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, clenching his fists, his eyes shining again, and he fell into fanaticism again.

Creek was secretly amused, but he couldn't help but sigh.

Damweide is a representative of ordinary mage. In fact, he is still talented. He became an intermediate mage in his early thirties, which is not a bad achievement. However, in the Mystic Tower Federation where there are so many geniuses, he has little room for development without a backing and connections. He is not allowed to become a mercenary and seeks a long-term contract in order to continue his research.

Then, he was hired by himself and worked quietly in Keenland for more than ten years. In the past ten years, he worked hard without complaint. No matter what orders he issued, he implemented them honestly and never bargained. Even if it was something as degrading as "helping with farming", he never refused.

After his own death, he came to Void City to avoid disaster. He stopped studying anything related to explosions and concentrated on studying agriculture, which he had focused on back then. It has been more than ten years since he did it. Seeing that he was barely still a young man at the beginning, his hair is now mostly gray, and he has just entered a high level.

How could such an ordinary mage not be excited when faced with the opportunity to become a god? How can you not be fanatical?

Damwed can still remain calm on weekdays, which is already amazing!

Thinking of this, he smiled and patted Damved on the shoulder: "Calm down, you are too excited."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, he is messy in small things, but he is very reliable in big things. He said you have a chance to become a god, that means you have it. And it's not just 'yes', the chance is huge! Judging from your past resume , Everyone who was told this by Him was later made a god.”

Damwed closed his eyes and took several deep breaths before calming himself down again.

"You're right, I was too excited, sorry."

"What's there to be sorry for? Anyone would be excited in your situation, and it would be abnormal to not be excited."

Damwed's eyes lit up and asked: "So back then... the great educator (God of Knowledge) and the compassionate healer (God of Medicine) were also like this?"

Creek choked up and said, "I really don't know this. Just wait a moment and I'll ask."

In fact, of course he doesn't need to ask. He and Sui Xiong are one and the same, and their memories are interconnected, so he only needs to recall them a little.

But he can't say that. Fortunately, the Holy Spirit and the gods can be contacted at any time, and it doesn't take much time to "ask".

A few seconds later, he smiled and said: "When the God of Knowledge learned that he could become a god, he was also very excited and swore allegiance to His Majesty on the spot. The God of Medicine even began to retreat directly, even without meals. I didn’t even bother to eat, I didn’t even bother to change my clothes, I didn’t even find a suitable retreat place, I just retreated in the research room.”

"Well, in comparison, you are probably a little more excited than the God of Knowledge, and much better than the God of Medicine."

Damwed was silent for a while and smiled reassuringly.

"It's a wonderful experience to be compared with two great gods." He said, "I don't know why, but my mood calmed down all of a sudden."

"Because you know you can succeed." Crick said, "When a person can be sure that the direction he is taking leads to the correct end, his mood will naturally be calmer."

"To be honest... I'm actually not sure." Damwed smiled bitterly, "I always find it a bit hard to believe that just summarizing an agricultural textbook and then promoting it can win me enough to become a god. resource?"

"If you are the only one to do it, of course it won't work." Creek said, "But if it is jointly promoted by the Church of the Mask of the Void and the churches of His Majesty's allies, there is at least 80% certainty."

"80% sure? Is it that high?"

"Actually, I still underestimated it. Unless you were beheaded and raided before you succeeded in becoming a god, you should be 90% sure. The last 10% is that you must not get too excited and fall ill."

Damwade couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "I haven't seen you for so many years, sir, you are still so funny!"

"I've died once, what else can I not look at? When people look at it, they will naturally be more relaxed and interesting." Creek also smiled, "You know the celebration boy, right? That happy god . I also talked and laughed with him.”

"...just blow it!"

"Haha, how can you be so smart! I just boasted and you exposed me..."

The two chatted and joked for a while before Creek said goodbye and then turned into light and disappeared.

Almost when he disappeared, in a house not far from Damweide's residence, a mage looked at the crystal ball that flashed in front of him and smiled.

"Crick Keane seems to be in a state of infatuation. I wonder what he wants to do?"

"What else can he do? It's just something about his territory." A soldier next to him said, "He has no children, and the heir of the family is his sister. Back then, he tried his best to keep his sister safe and protect the inheritance of the Keen family. Now that he has jumped out again, what else can he do besides that?"

"Isn't the situation in the Keen Territory very good these years?" Another mage said, "Although it has not reproduced the previous bumper harvest, it is still a bit slower than its rapid development back then, but it has been making steady progress. . I remember... this year, Archduke Thunder also issued an order to promote the Keen Territory to a viscounty territory, and his sister Anna Keen is now a female countess. "

"That order was not well-intentioned!" The soldier was the leader of the group of spies. He sneered and said, "The responsibilities that a viscount has to bear are completely different from those of a baron! Do you know how much wealth Lord Keen has offered as a reward for this promotion?"

He looked at his subordinates' confused faces, stretched out his hand, and gestured a number: "This number!"

"Oh my God!"

"Oh my God!"

"It would be great if you could give me this money!"

"I suspect that the reason why he suddenly appeared, who had been hiding behind the scenes as a holy spirit and training the legion of gods for His Majesty the Void Mask, was probably because of this incident." A light flashed in the soldier's eyes, "Otherwise, why would a holy spirit appear instead of hiding?"

The subordinates nodded one after another, all agreeing with his judgment.

"But I still don't understand why he contacted Damwed, that rubbish?" The soldier thought for a moment, frowned and said, "Damwed... After the explosion in Keen, he fled to the Void City overnight. Everyone speculated that he was related to the explosion, and many people were targeting him. But after so many years, he has always been dealing with mud, crops, garbage, feces and other things. Most of the people he knows are farmers, and at most a few low-level civil officials... The explosion that year seemed to have nothing to do with him..."

"Ah? Really nothing?" The mage in charge of surveillance was shocked and shouted, "Aren't we wasting our time?"

Unlike others, this group of spies came for the earth-shaking explosion in Keen. The power of the explosion was terrifying. Many people speculated whether Creek Keen had found a way to detonate the divine curse in his body, but some people believed that Damwed had developed some powerful explosives - if not, why did Damwed run to the Void Playground overnight?

So someone targeted him. But more than a decade later, Damwed had no intention of researching explosives at all. Instead, he was doing things like a farmer who was humiliating to his status, just like he did in Keen's territory. Gradually, the spies gave up and left one after another. In the end, only this group was left.

If Damwed really had nothing to do with the explosion, they would have to retreat.

For the spies, it would be good to be able to retreat safely, but it would be a pity to waste these years! More than a decade, how many decades can a person have in his life!

The captain was silent for a while and shook his head: "I'm still not sure... or I'm still unwilling to accept it! I always feel that he must know something, but he has decided to bury those secrets in his heart and go into the coffin with me..."

"What a pity! If it weren't in the Void City, we could have captured him and tortured him severely, even using magic to extract his soul for interrogation..."

"If it weren't in the Void City, I'm afraid it wouldn't be our turn to do this." Another wizard said faintly.

The captain laughed dumbly: "You're right, we are not big shots either. If there is such a credit that is picked up for nothing, how could it be our turn!"

He clapped his hands and asked his subordinates to pay attention: "In short, don't relax and continue to monitor Damwed. I believe that as long as we keep watching, we will find clues sooner or later!"

"I have a strong premonition that things will never end like this!" There was a cold light flashing in his eyes, "The appearance of Creek Keen this time is a sign!"