Cthulhu Gonfalon

The resurrection of Satan is a great joy for the Void Mask Church. This is not only because the church is short of the caster, but also because of Satan's identity - he is the elder who promoted the establishment of the church, the chief magister already established.

Not only that, he is the only teacher in the entire church who has the strength to train the caster. Since Yan Xiong’s press of the legendary mage “Green Sea Guest” Green in Green Tree Town, the relationship between the Void Mask Church and the Federation of the Secret Tower has been bad. Even Rode’s big price has not been recruited to be willing to come to the church. Senior Master.

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

However, the old problem is solved and the new problem is coming again. In order to build the altar, the entire church was almost busy during this time. Now that it is time for the autumn harvest, the winter in the north is coming early, and it is going to be in the snowy season. It is obviously unrealistic to open up this weather northward.

Not only that, but buying food in winter is also very inconvenient. Although Rhodes patted his chest and said, "With the existing funds, the food supply will never go wrong." Another big problem is that he can't solve it - morale.

For ordinary people, it is guaranteed to be able to grow their own food. It is always a little uneasy in our hearts to rely on the church to send food. Even if we see the grain storage in the warehouse.

With the advent of the autumn harvest season, this uneasiness gradually spread in the church, making the morale of the entire church low.

This is also because believers are mainly farmers, and they are accustomed to eating from the soil, they are not adapted to work and food for life. Even if they are a little bit harder, they would rather farm, and even if they can't grow, they will feel flustered.

It is impossible to think about this. How to change the concept that farmers pay attention to land and farming. Even in the 21st century on the earth, countless politicians have scratched some hair, and most of them can only rely on coercive means. solve. He doesn't want to use coercive means, then there is really no way.

In fact, the crux of the problem lies in himself. If he is still the **** of the jellyfish with great power, then many problems can be easily solved, but it is too much to play before, and the overdraft is too strong. During this time, he has been ill and can't afford the spirit, and his body is so weak that even a resurrection in a district must be recharged for a long time before it can be displayed with faith.

He asked his own brother, the **** of justice said, "just rest and rest." But when he asked about the time of this "rest break", the **** of justice was arrogant, and there was no way to give an accurate answer. Eventually, he came up with a "short thirty or fifty years, a long story of eight hundred and eight hundred years." It’s almost the same answer.

"The accuracy of this answer is very problematic!" Yan Xiong spit at the time, but still does not help.

In the two battles with the **** of the storm and the goddess of the sea, he has already turned himself to the point where the oil is running out. If it is not the nature of his soul, most of them will win and die. In fact, including the **** of justice, how can the powerful powers of the people be so able to fight, and they are so hard to fight, always wondering. .

If you find that he is still hurt, he will be exhausted, and the overdraft is so powerful. Some curious and evil gods have even proposed to arrest him for research.

When Yuxiong learned the news, he was very worried. He fancied a lot of horror pictures like slicing research. But in the end, nothing happened after all - because his performance is nothing more than a time talent, the use of the "future" power in advance, will be so fierce.

This situation is of course rare, but in the past years, it is not without.

Far from saying that there are more than one of the mythological creatures that have lived from the ancient times to today. Some of them have even worked with the gods to study, and ultimately there are no decent results.

This is a gift that cannot be imagined.

Yan Xiong himself is not sure whether his ability is "overdrafting the power of the future", but he wisely chose silence, which is the default.

He is not stupid!

In short, he is now stunned, and it will always be embarrassing for a long time to be expected. Although it is still very strong and powerful compared to mortals, it is absolutely impossible to do something too exaggerated. Therefore, to solve the sense of loss of the believers without the seeds, and to improve morale, they can only rely on Lei to find their own way.

"The banquet," Gerrard suggested. "If you are full, you can have a good time. I think it will be useful!"

Yan Xiong sneered and rejected the idea.

He recruits these believers to develop. These people are coming to work, not to be uncles! Drinking and eating meat... Is it going to rob after eating and drinking? Is this a Viking pirate? Is it necessary to send a horn helmet?

"It's better to give them a class and teach them to read and read." Lei said, "Looking at it now, training a group of church backbones is not a waste of time."

Yan Xiong felt that his idea was not bad, so he asked Satan to preside over the implementation. In less than a week, Satan ran to complain.

"Your Majesty... I really can't eat it!" Satan's hair was like a cockpit, his eyes were black like a giant panda, and it was like a group of Stil's turns, and he opened his mouth. Awesome, "The guys... are stupid than pigs!"

Yuxiong asked if Satan couldn’t hold back his grief and indignation, and he complained with a tear in his nose. The original group of farmers did not have any cultural skills before, and some of them even went from one to twenty. No, the most frightening thing is that they have no desire to learn at all. Satan has been working hard for a week with a few literate believers. It is really impossible for him to stand up to this group of stupid pigs and not to be motivated. There is no way to teach them.

"Let's go on like this, I will either kill them with a fireball, or kill a fireball with a fireball... You can do it, there is no third possibility anyway!"

In the face of a pair of Satan who had no love for love, Yu Xiong did not have any problems, and had to give up the education plan.

As a result, Ray’s seemingly reliable plan not only failed to boost the morale of the believers, but made them even more frustrated. Even the already morale of Satan became depressed.

Yuxiong had to find another way, this time he found Stiltil, who was always very happy.

"To make them happy? It's very simple." Stil's smiled slyly, and as a result, he hadn't finished talking, and he slammed into a pig in the smoke.

"Well, you don't have to say it, I already understand." Yan Xiong will take out the wooden board and sigh aside, and sigh deeply.

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

So he went to find someone else to discuss.

Palin did not understand why there was food, drink, and living, but he still had low morale. After Yu Xiong explained, he lamented that "the scope of your thinking is too high, please forgive me."

Ok, I can't understand it, of course, I can't even talk about it.

Rhodes said: "There is no morale in the absence of land. This is a problem with leisure! Let Master Gerard take them to practice martial arts! The military training of the whole people, exhausted exhausted every day, they have no time to think about it!"

"This idea seems to be good...but what do you do when you open up?" asked Xiongxiong. "A winter training, they almost have the strength of regular soldiers. When they let them go to work, they will not I feel ignored?"

Rhodes reluctantly sighed: "You are too generous! According to me, why care about the morale of these people? The loyalty is to be screened out from the ordinary people like gold rush. Now these morale are low. They gave up their chance to advance themselves!"

Yan Xiong admits that he makes a lot of sense, but it makes no sense to solve the problem.

It is his idea to find these people to build a pioneering collar. In this case, he is responsible for these people.

Perhaps in Rhodes, his ideas are too kind, but since there is room for strength, why not do things well?

So he went to find a well-known snowflake question.

"The morale is hard to say, but you really think very well!" Snowflake nodded and said, "Let the believers maintain a high morale, which is conducive to cultivating more devout believers, and is also conducive to promoting the centripetal force of the entire church. ... If you don't mind, let them come to Longyan Town to do some work. There are a lot of work to do all year round, and there is always a shortage of people."

"Although it is not a farm work, I feel that the positive atmosphere of Longyan Town will be very beneficial to them."

Yuxiong pondered a bit and thought that this might be a way to decide to try it for a while.

As Snowflake said, the people in Longyan Town are filled with a foolish optimism that is not afraid of the day, and whose head is gone. If you let believers come here to work, not only can they learn a skill, but they can also help their morale.

Emotions are contagious, and getting along with depressed people becomes more and more frustrating; getting along with happy people will be more and more enjoyable. Even if the farmers don't have the seeds for a while, they can live with the residents and adventurers who are laughing all day in Longyan Town, and they can be infected and become cheerful.

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

Laughing is better than crying, and happiness is better than sighing.

So this matter was settled for a while, and soon hundreds of believers were sent to Longyan Town. Under the arrangement of the snowflake, some of them used to be the slaughterers who helped dismantle Warcraft, and more of them were the handymen who did all kinds of auxiliary work. In short, they were not idle.

Sure enough, as Snowflake said, although the work was not consistent with expectations, these believers were soon infected by the pleasant and lively atmosphere of Longyan Town, and gradually became more cheerful.

Looking at their faces, they finally hang a smile, and this is a deep sigh of relief.

As a result, the accident happened again.

"Under the Void Mask, I met an interesting talent." When the first snow fell in winter, Wendy woke up the slumber that was sleeping in the magic tower. "I think he will definitely have a career for you." Helped."

"Ah? Who is he?"

"His name is Akain Pasteur." Wendy said with a smile. "It is the son of a friend of the teacher's life, a druid who is quite accomplished in alchemy."