The resurrection of Satan was great news for the Church of the Void Mask. This was not only because the church was short of spellcasters, but also because of Satan's identity — he was the elder who had promoted the establishment of the church, and the chief mage had long been decided.
Not only that, he was the only teacher in the whole church who had spare energy to train spellcasters. Since Sui Xiong defeated the legendary mage "Green Sea Dweller" Green in the Green Tree Town, the relationship between the Church of the Void Mask and the Mifata Federation had been bad. Even Rode spent a lot of money to recruit intermediate and senior mages who were willing to work for the church.
Now that Satan was resurrected, this problem was finally solved.
However, when the old problem was solved, a new problem arose. In order to build the altar, the whole church had been busy during this time. Now it was time for the autumn harvest, and winter came early in the north. It was going to be a snowy season soon. It was obviously unrealistic to go to the north in this weather.
Not only that, it was also very inconvenient to buy food in winter. Although Rode patted his chest and said, "With the current funds, the food supply will definitely not be a problem," there was another big problem that he couldn't solve — morale.
For the people, being able to grow their own food was the only guarantee. Relying on the church to distribute food, even if the warehouse was full of food, people always felt a little uneasy.
With the arrival of the autumn harvest, this feeling of uneasiness gradually spread in the church, and the morale of the whole church became low.
This was also because the believers were mainly farmers, who were used to getting food from the soil, and were not used to the life of working for food. Even if it was a little hard, they would rather farm, and even if there was no land to farm, they would feel flustered.
Sui Xiong couldn't think of a way to change the concept of farmers attaching importance to land and farming, even in the 21st century on Earth, countless politicians had scratched their heads. In the end, most of the problems could only be solved by force. If he didn't want to use force, then there was really no other way.
In fact, the key to the problem was himself. If he was still the powerful jellyfish god, many problems could be easily solved. However, probably because the previous battle was too fierce and he was too exhausted, he had been sick and could not lift his spirits. His body was also quite weak, so he had to rest for a long time before he could use a resurrection spell with the help of faith.
He had asked his big brother before, and the God of Justice had said, "I just need to rest." But when Sui Xiong asked about the duration 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 800 years."
"The accuracy of this answer is very problematic!" Sui Xiong complained at the time, but it still didn't help.
After the two battles with the God of Storm and the Goddess of Ocean, he had exhausted himself. If it were not for the special nature of his soul, most likely he would have died of exhaustion even if he had won. In fact, including the God of Justice, all the great Divine Powers had always been puzzled as to why he was so good at fighting and so durable.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was still injured and exhausted, some curious and evil gods would have suggested capturing him for research.
When Sui Xiong heard the news, he was very worried and imagined many horrible scenes such as being cut into pieces for research. But in the end, nothing happened. Because his performance was nothing more than some talent of time, and he used up the power of the "future" in advance. That was why he was so fierce.
Of course, such a situation was rare, but it did happen in the past years.
Among the mythical creatures that lived from the ancient times to the present, there was more than one who had similar abilities. One of them even cooperated with the gods to study it, but in the end, there was no decent result.
This was a talent, and it couldn't be imagined.
Sui Xiong himself was not sure whether his ability was "overdrawing the power of the future," but he wisely chose to remain silent and acquiesced to this statement.
He was not stupid!
In short, he was now impotent, and it could be expected that he would be impotent for a long time. Although he was still very strong and powerful compared to mortals, it was absolutely impossible for him to do something too exaggerated. Therefore, to solve the sense of loss of the believers and improve their morale, they could only rely on Ray and the others to find a way.
"Let's have a banquet," Gerrard suggested. "I think it will be useful to eat and drink to our heart's content!"
Sui Xiong sneered and rejected this idea.
He recruited these believers to do pioneering work, and these people came to work, not to be lords! Drinking and eating meat … Did they go out to rob after eating and drinking to their heart's content? Are they fucking Vikings?! Should he give each of them a horned helmet?
"Why don't we give them lessons together and teach them to read and write?" Ray said, "Since there is nothing to do now, it is not a waste of time to train a group of backbones of the church."
Sui Xiong thought his idea was good, so he asked Satan to preside over the implementation. As a result, in less than a week, Satan came to complain.
"Your Majesty … I really can't stand it!" Satan had messy hair like a chicken's nest, and dark circles under his eyes like a panda's. He was so haggard that he seemed to have been ravaged by a group of Steele in turn. When he opened his mouth, he said weakly, "Those guys … are even more stupid than pigs!"
Sui Xiong asked, and Satan could no longer hold back the grief and indignation in his heart. He complained with tears and snot — it turned out that this group of farmers did not even have a little bit of cultural foundation before, and some of them could not even count from one to twenty. The most terrible thing was that they had no desire to learn at all. Satan and a few cultured believers worked hard to teach them for a week, but they really could not stand this group of stupid and unmotivated guys, and could no longer teach them.
"If it goes on like this, I will either blow them up with a fireball, or blow myself up with a fireball … It's up to you, anyway, there is no third possibility!"
Facing Satan, who looked like he had nothing to live for, Sui Xiong had no choice but to give up the education plan.
As a result, Ray's seemingly reliable plan not only failed to improve the morale of the believers, but also made them more depressed. Even Satan, who was originally very spirited, became depressed.
Sui Xiong had to find another way, and this time he found Steele, who was always very happy.
"Make them happy? It's very simple. " Steele laughed mischievously, but before she could finish her sentence, she turned into a pig in the smoke with a "bang".
"Well, you don't need to say anything, I already understand." Sui Xiong pushed aside Steele, who had taken out a wooden board and was writing at a fast speed, and sighed deeply.
He should have thought of this earlier. Was there anyone in the world more unreliable than this guy?
So he went to ask others for advice.
Palin did not understand why the morale would be low when they had food, drink and shelter. After Sui Xiong explained, he sighed, "Your Majesty, the scope of your thinking is too high, please forgive me for not understanding."
Well, if he could not understand, of course, he could not give any advice.
Rode said, "Low morale because there is no land to farm? This is a problem caused by idleness! Let Sir Gerrard take them to practice martial arts! All the people have military training, and every day they practice until they are exhausted, so they have no time to think nonsense! "
"This idea seems good … but what about when it is time to open up?" Sui Xiong asked, "After a winter of training, they almost have the strength of regular soldiers. When they are asked to do farm work, will they feel neglected again?"
Rode sighed helplessly and said, "Your Majesty, you are too generous! In my opinion, why do you care about the morale of these people? Devout believers should be slowly screened out from ordinary people, just like digging for gold. Now the morale of these people is low, because they have given up the opportunity to improve themselves! "
Sui Xiong admitted that what he said was very reasonable, but it was meaningless to solve the problem.
It was his idea to find these people to establish a pioneering territory. In this case, he had to be responsible for these people.
Perhaps in Rode's opinion, his idea was too kind, but since he had spare energy, why not do it well?
So he went to see Snow, who was experienced and knowledgeable, to ask for advice.
"It is hard to say about morale, but you do have a good idea!" Snow nodded and praised, "Keeping the morale of the believers always relatively high is conducive to cultivating more devout believers, and also conducive to promoting the unity of the whole church … If you don't mind, why not let them come to Dragon-roar Town to do some work? There is a lot of work to do all year round, and there is always a shortage of manpower. "
"Although it is not farm work, I think the positive atmosphere of Dragon-roar Town must be very good for them."
Sui Xiong pondered for a moment and felt that this might be a good idea, so he decided to try it out for a while.
As Snow said, the people of Dragon-roar Town were full of a kind of foolish optimism, which was not afraid of anything. If the believers came to work here, they could not only learn a skill, but maybe it would also help their morale.
Emotions were contagious. Living with depressed people would make people more and more depressed, and living with happy people would make people more and more happy. Even if the farmers did not have farmland for the time being, they could be infected by the residents and adventurers of Dragon-roar Town, and become cheerful.
Maybe they would be infected and become silly and happy all day, but what was wrong with that?
It was better to laugh than to cry, and it was better to be happy than to sigh.
So this matter was settled for the time being. Soon, hundreds of believers were sent to Dragon-roar Town. Under the arrangement of Snow, some of them helped to dismantle the magic beasts, and more of them worked as handymen. In short, they were not idle.
As Snow said, although the work was not as expected, these believers were soon infected by the happy and lively atmosphere of Dragon-roar Town and gradually became cheerful.
Seeing that they finally had a smile on their faces, Sui Xiong was deeply relieved.
However, an accident happened again.
"Your Majesty, Void Mask, I've met an interesting talent." When the first snow of winter fell, Wendy woke up the doppelganger sleeping in the magic tower. "I think he will be helpful to your cause."
"Ah? Who is he? "
"His name is Arcaine Pasteur," Wendy said with a smile. Wendy said with a smile, "He's the son of my teacher's good friend, a Druid with great achievements in alchemy."
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