It took almost four days for Lin Xiao to walk out of the forest. On the third day, he found a small hut in the forest. It looked like a hunter's resting place in the forest. He followed the tracks to find the way down the mountain. After walking around for half a day, he finally found the path that the person came out of.
Fortunately, he prepared a set of leather armor this time. If he changed to a thick plate armor, even with his current physique, it would be difficult.
When he passed through a bush, there was a wilderness with weeds half the height of a person in front of him. Looking into the distance, he could vaguely see the faint shadow of the hut in the distance, as well as a faint green smoke.
"There's a village!"
He packed up simply, and walked over while wading through the weeds half the height of a person.
This wilderness was a real wilderness. There were insects and poisonous snakes everywhere. He probably stepped on more than ten poisonous snakes along the way.
The poisonous snakes were nothing. His leather boots had very high defense, and their poisonous fangs couldn't bite through them. The main problem was the small insects, which always wormed their way in through the gaps in the leather armor.
If it was in other planes, he could still release the totem aura to scare these small insects. However, in this plane without magic, the totem power couldn't be used at all. Any totem user's talent or ability was forbidden here. Only the strong physique and strength obtained by becoming a totem user could use it.
Physical strength was the most common power in all the worlds. No matter what universe it was in, physical strength couldn't be forbidden.
It could even be used in a world where only souls and spiritual bodies existed. However, the prerequisite was that you had a physical body in that world.
He almost cut through all the obstacles on the way to the village. Before he got close, he was seen by two militiamen wearing linen clothes and holding wooden spears on a wooden sentry tower at the entrance of the village. The two militiamen saw him fully armed and raised their spears as if they were facing a great enemy. They shouted:
"¥# @ # @% # …?"
He quickly raised his hand and shouted:
"¥# @ # ¥"
This was the language of this world. Lin Xiao could understand a little. He had crammed this world's common language in the past half a month in the fortress.
However, he didn't have enough time, so he only managed to get a general idea of what they were talking about. He could only understand a small amount of vocabulary. Then, based on the vocabulary and the current situation, he guessed that the two militiamen were probably saying something like "Stop, don't come closer."
Lin Xiao sheathed his long-handled Zhanmadao to show that he had no ill intentions. Then, he took out a tree carving from his back and raised it in front of him. Using the common language of this plane that he was not familiar with, Lin Xiao gestured. The two militiamen were puzzled.
Fortunately, his action of sheathing his saber was considered a gesture of goodwill in this world. The two militiamen were able to endure and listen to his half-baked gestures. It took them a long time before they responded with half-understanding.
It took a lot of effort to communicate, and a large group of people in the village came out to watch the show. Almost half an hour later, he was finally allowed to enter the village.
However, they were only allowed to stay at the entrance of the village and were not allowed to enter the village. It was obvious that they were still very wary.
Lin Xiao didn't mind at all. He took out two silver coins and bought some utensils and tools from the villagers, temporarily staying here.
A village was a standard place to set up an operation.
It wasn't that he was going to start spreading his faith here. He wasn't going to rush to spread his faith before he figured out the situation. Instead, he wanted to see if he could hire some strong men here to form a small team first.
Of course, although he wasn't in a hurry to spread his faith, he still had to make some preparations.
After buying the tools and utensils with silver coins, Lin Xiao quietly took out a ring and put it on in front of the many villagers and children who were watching. He then placed the empty utensils on the table and performed a set of standard prayer rituals for himself before meals. His every move was filled with a sense of religious ritual, which made the villagers and children feel very curious.
After a standard prayer ritual, he quietly activated the table summoning spell that came with the ring. Suddenly, like magic, the empty utensils in front of him were piled up with all kinds of delicious food. It immediately caused the surrounding onlookers to exclaim.
Lin Xiao ignored the shocked and incredulous looks and distributed most of the summoned food to the surrounding villagers, keeping only a small portion for himself.
During the first year of high school, he had learned about preaching and managing faith. In the early stages of spreading faith, different methods were needed to deal with different intelligent beings.
For example, when facing a scholar, you could talk to him about knowledge and truth. As long as you had an overwhelming advantage in the field that he was best at and made him feel reverence, then after pure and kind enticement and guidance, it was possible to develop him into a believer.
If you were facing a warrior with great power, then you would have to talk about martial strength and authority. In most foreign worlds, martial strength represented power and wealth.
At this moment, Lin Xiao was facing a farmer. It was useless to talk about principles and bragging. He just had to use naked food to entice them.
He also didn't have to tell them that there would be food if they believed in God. It was useless to tell them that there would be food if they believed in God. That was more useful than anything else.
Therefore, when the surrounding villagers confirmed that the food was real, the news quickly spread throughout the village.
Normal people would be tempted to forge iron and preach, but Lin Xiao didn't do that. Instead, he pulled out his Zhanmadao and cut open a stone pillar that was taller than a person at the entrance of the village, using a gentle tone to reject the unreasonable request of the village head.
In terms of managing faith, Lin Xiao had his own unique way and talent.
Not only did this opposite not anger the villagers, it made them feel reverence, especially the young men in the village. After seeing him cut open the stone with a single slash and easily lift a several thousand kilogram boulder with one hand, they were full of worship.
"Sir Rolle is definitely a powerful knight. I bet that even the Baron isn't that powerful."
A few young men sat under the shade of a tree and looked at Lin Xiao, who was not far away, casually waving a huge stone sword that was more than two meters long in his hand as if it was nothing. The worship in their eyes grew even more.
The best way to move these young men was to show off one's strength. He didn't even need to show off his high-end strength. Just his strength that surpassed that of a normal person was enough to shock them.
He practiced a few times according to a set of sword skills that he had learned before he became a totem user apprentice. He put away his sword and stood there, exhaling a breath of white air that hit the wooden pole with a 'pa' sound. Even though the young men had seen it many times, they were still shocked.
Placing the stone sword that weighed a few hundred kilograms on the rack, he waved his hand at the young men not far away.
"Sir Rolle is calling for us?"
A young man ran over excitedly. He took a white cloth from the side and wiped his hands, casually asking,
"Do you guys want to learn?"
The young men widened their eyes, thinking that they had misheard. After a while, they hurriedly nodded,
"We want to learn!"
"Very good, come to my place every morning from now on."
Half a month later, at the first glimmer of dawn, Lin Xiao got up slowly and opened the door. On the flat ground outside, there were more than ten young men of different ages practicing with wooden weapons.
Beside the well, there was already a basin filled with well water and a wet towel. After washing his face and rinsing his mouth, he carried his sword to the flat ground and watched them practice.
They definitely wouldn't be able to achieve anything in these ten days, but at least they had the appearance.
In this half a month, he didn't teach them anything substantial. He only taught them a simple routine. At most, it had the effect of training their bodies, and didn't involve any other strength.
The main purpose of these days was to train their willpower, and to choose the young men with a certain amount of willpower.
After watching for a while, he went back to the house and took out a large stone nest. He also took out a few big bags, which were filled with herbs that he had asked the villagers to pick.
Of course, these herbs didn't have any use, nor was it a formula. He just asked the villagers to pick them casually, mainly to hide the pills that he was going to make later.
If nothing unexpected happened, this group of young men would become his first batch of subordinates, so naturally, he had to strengthen them slightly.
Other than that, the villagers in this village had already imitated his actions after he showed his ability to summon food every day for half a month. They would pray before every meal.
Although it wasn't of much use, and he couldn't sense a trace of faith power, it was a good start.
From the information he obtained from the occasional exchanges with the villagers, and from the fact that he had taken the time to go out and investigate the area, he found out that this village was ruled by a baron called Gibson. The baron's name was Herman Gibson. The family ruled over a small town and eight villages, as well as a large piece of wasteland, a forest, and a small iron mine.
The Gibson family had a castle between the small town and the iron mine. It was said that they raised five knights and more than forty warriors. During battle, they could summon more than a hundred and fifty youths. Their strength was considered average among the barons.
The so-called knights were the same as the ones in most foreign worlds. They referred to powerhouses who had a physique and strength that far exceeded that of ordinary people.
Because this world didn't have any supernatural powers, there was no such thing as Battle Qi. He had secretly gone to Baron Gibson's castle and seen that the so-called knights were elite warriors who had three times the physique and strength of ordinary men. They were equipped with exquisite battle techniques and elite weapons and armor. They could crush ordinary farmers like they were vegetables.
Now, Lin Xiao had two paths in front of him. One was to peacefully establish faith and find a way to spread the faith among the lower class. Then, he could influence the nobles and take the path of religion.
The other was to use force to spread the faith among the commoners. Simply put, he had to become a powerful lord himself and use the name of the lord to force the people to believe in him.
There were pros and cons to both paths, but it was certain that spreading the faith through force was more difficult.
However, this was the best choice in the current situation. After all, this wasn't a safe world. The sixty-six Children of Nightmares and Children of Souls were watching from the sidelines. They could eliminate him at any time, so he had to have enough strength to protect himself.
In that case, he could only use force to spread the faith.
Of course, this didn't mean that he had to train an army to defeat the baron and become a noble himself. Although this was also a path, it was too troublesome. A lord's campaign had always been troublesome.
Lin Xiao was prepared to use the combination of religion and force. He would use force to protect the faith, and then use faith to unite the nobles.
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