Liya is still wearing a purple dress and a leather waist support, which has not changed from the daytime, which shows that she has no plans to rest. At this moment, he was holding a quill in his hand, writing and drawing on parchment, and his expression was so focused that he did not notice that an uninvited guest had come to the room.

With sticky wrists and feet, Qin Song walked all the way to the top of the candlelight, and barely read the handwriting on the parchment: Mel Farm, 3 storerooms, 1 cellar, 1 stable, 1 bakery, 2 poultry pens, 4 sheets, 2 tablecloths, 6 hand towels, 14 pottery bowls, 7 cups, 2 copper kettles, and 2 stove hooks......

There are also fire racks, pine resin baskets, honey bowls, axes, drills, sickles, etc., which are densely packed and recorded in every detail. This list of properties, Qin Song was dumbfounded, a noble lord, do you want to be so detailed, even the stove hook and tablecloth are so clear, either the stingy Grande, or really poor.

Eivor Farm, Terry Farm...... There are four farms in a row, all of which are recorded in equal detail. Liya tirelessly sketched and painted, and Qin Song was speechless while watching, but at the same time, she felt very bored. It's not that complicated when playing the game, each farm has a fixed output, grain, meat, eggs and honey, all classified as resources, displayed with a value, whether it is expenditure or income, simple and clear, at a glance.

However, Qin Song soon realized that this was the so-called sense of reality! Small families live at home, and they have to pay attention to firewood, rice, oil, and salt from time to time, not to mention that as a real lord, even if it is to manage a few small farms, count and summarize property, plan expenditures and income, and feed the guards and the people, it is actually a very tedious and laborious matter.

Liya doesn't look much older than Alice, about eighteen or nineteen years old, in Qin Song's era, it is the flowery years that wantonly release youthful vitality on the university campus. And now, with many positions such as military, taxation, finance, and justice, she has to do almost everything herself, and for a girl in the flower season, the weight of the burden on her shoulders can be imagined.

Alice was so sad and helpless about the loss of her father, and Leah probably didn't feel good about it. It's just that she is stronger, hides her sorrows in the depths of her heart, silently carries the burden, and works hard all night for her sister, for the castle, and for the people.

A very respectable girl, it's just a little colder. It is also easy to understand that weak shoulders are absolutely unable to bear this burden. is worthy of four-star potential, strong and brave, hardworking and capable, if he can successfully recruit his own witch camp, he will definitely be regarded as a mainstay.

But the difficulty is still very high, Leah has her own beliefs, compared to Alice, who is like a blank sheet of paper, if she wants to make her switch to the court, I am afraid it will take a lot of hard work.

As the candles burned out, the list of farmstead possessions came to an end. Leah let out a long sigh of relief and stretched her numb arms, but she didn't plan to rest, but re-lit a candle and took out a large handful of small wooden sticks of about the same length and thickness from the small box on the table, and counted them against the list.

Although Lia is very skillful in fiddling with it, the arithmetic method is congenitally insufficient, adding and subtracting is relatively easy, multiplication and division is much more complicated and inefficient, and it takes more than half a day to complete the statistics in a single page of the list.

Watching Liya frowning and adding and subtracting chips one by one, maybe she stayed up too long, her thinking was not very clear, and she made mistakes from time to time, and the result was that the previous ones had to be pushed back again.

Sure enough, just like the game setting, the Middle Ages, which was in the dark ages, were in the embryonic state of both productivity and basic disciplines. This gave Qin Song a wonderful idea, cultivating the faith of believers in the game is to rely on the increase of daily interaction, a few simple dialogue options, which belong to the click to send, basically no need to think.

And now everything is different, and cultivating believers in the real world is probably not as simple as chatting. In order for a person to worship a god, one must show some transcendent qualities of the gods, such as knowledge!

Arabic numerals, laws of mechanics, chemical formulas, geometric figures, etc., these scientific knowledge across the ages, even the basics, can have a huge impact on the cognition of believers. The game was originally based on the real world, adding elements such as magic, elements, and monsters to the real world. These scientific knowledge and reality are almost identical, and they can stand the test, which is more real and credible than rambling lies and fools, and is much more high-end and atmospheric.

In an instant, Qin Song seemed to have opened the door to a new world, and it seemed that he had become a veritable embodiment of strength and wisdom, love and justice, and seemed to be full of hope.

Mortals, see the power of science!

As for the actual results, Alice is the best test subject. Quietly leaving Lia's room, Qin Song returned to the 'home' that Alice provided for him, the pottery urn, and quietly waited for the time to come.

At dawn, a pale white glow poured in through the small window of Alice's room, bringing a hint of warmth. Liya, who had not slept all night, gently pushed the door in, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Alice who had kicked the quilt to the side, shook her head and chuckled, and carefully pulled the quilt to help her cover it.

Despite her gentle and careful movements, Alice woke up and rubbed her eyes, "Liya, when did you come?"

Leah touched her forehead gently, "I'm sorry, Alice, for waking you up." ”

"It's okay. Alice sat up and touched Leah's dark and haggard face distressedly: "You must have not slept all night, I can see it." I know that being a good lord is hard work. And the old butler of Lion is getting worse and worse, and all the work will fall on you. ”

"But!" Alice said in an accentuated tone, "You can't go on like this, your body won't be able to hold it." I don't want our Blackstone Territory to lose another worthy lord, and I don't want to lose my dearest sister. ”

"I understand, Alice. Liya tugged her unkempt hair for her, her expression tired and bitter: "I just want to do my best to solve all these troubles before I go out." I will take care of myself and will not leave you. Alice, trust me, no one cares more about you than I do. ”

"I've always believed in you. ”

The two sisters hugged each other warmly, and Alice suddenly remembered the dream of last night, which was different from the fragmentation after waking up from the previous dream, and the memory was still clear, including the voice full of divinity in the void, and every sentence was remembered clearly.

"Leah, I had a strange dream. ”

"Really?" said Leah, gently stroking Alice's back, a hint of sadness in her eyes. Alice knows how much she misses her dead father. Alice often wakes up crying in her dreams, and many mornings, when she comes to her bedside, you can see the little face with tears on it.

"I dreamed of my dad, at his funeral. Alice's voice was pained, and she hugged Leah's waist tightly and buried her face in her arms.

"Alice ......"

Leah called out lovingly, but was interrupted by Alice's words: "Liya, but this time is different. In my dream, a voice appeared. It tells me that the Father is watching over us in a place called the Sanctuary of the Soul. He can see us in the light and feel our emotions. When we are sad, he will be sad, and when we weep, he will weep. So, that voice told me to be strong, to be happy, that we are forever connected to our Father. ”

"I asked his name, and it told me that he was the guardian of the sanctuary of the soul, the embodiment of strength and wisdom, love and justice, the majestic Krem. Leah, you are a believer in Azumat, the god of light, have you heard of the name of this deity?"

The guardian of the sanctuary of the soul, the coexistence of strength and wisdom, the embodiment of love and justice?