As the sun sets, a group pulls out a loose queue and winds its way up the ridge. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Oxtongue grass, you have worked hard to pad my feet again today. ”

Black Sheep Gambit kicked in stride in the queue, straw sandals on his feet raised high.

Laughter erupted, and the queue became more chaotic, and Oxtongue Grass-Stan frowned: "Comrade Gambit, if you disrupt the order again, I will replace you with the toilet today." ”

Gambit scratched his head and said, "Oh, just kidding, don't take it too seriously, fellow Stan." ”

Stan was serious: "It's not comfortable to trample anyone underfoot, no one likes to hear jokes like this." ”

"It's my fault," Gambit stuck out his tongue, but didn't stop, "but these shoes are really made of ox tongue." ”

Stan said helplessly, "In the future, when we can wear sheepskin shoes, I will ask Priest Tarence to send you black sheepskins." ”

Everyone laughed again, and Stan laughed too.

Compared with the past, when he was barefoot or wrapped in a piece of linen, his feet now felt soft and dry, but unfortunately it was made of oxtongue straw, which made his colleagues often joke about it.

It has been half a month since he joined the church, and in these short ten days, Stan has felt more changes than all the changes he has experienced in the past eighteen years. Looking back on his previous self, he felt as far away as his previous life.

After donating his fields and straw huts to the church, Stan became an apprentice to the church.

The dwelling was a stone house built by themselves under the guidance of a stonemason, the beams were so high that they could not touch it even if they stood up straight, the roof was covered with a felt carpet to protect them from the rain, and the walls had movable windows so that they could get the sun in the morning.

Although there were eight people sleeping in one room, which was much more crowded than before, the beds were all made of solid wood, and each of them had a neatly sewn quilt of linen, and the carpenter made cabinets for them.

Everyone changed into clean linen clothes, and finally separated their clothes and pants to cover their bodies.

The priest of Tarens demanded that they shave their beards and trim their hair every day, that they must go to the river every three days to bathe, and that they had to learn how to wash clothes from the aunt of the castle, and that if their clothes were torn, they had to mend them with needles and threads.

The straw sandals on their feet were the most novel thing for them, and when the viscount gave them a lecture on the first day, he found that they had no shoes, and asked the price of leather shoes, and after a while of silence, he said that they should make their own straw sandals.

Grass can make shoes, and it was the first time Stan had heard of it, and even the Priest of Tarence had a surprised expression.

When asked how to do it, the viscount only said that it was weaving, and then arranged it as a task, so that everyone could figure out how to weave it together.

Stan felt that the Viscount didn't know how to make it up. But the old man is well-informed and knows that there is such a thing, and how to do it is the business of these subordinates.

They weave all sorts of weird things out of hay, but they can't make up sturdy shoes. The viscount sent the maids who had woven straw mats in the castle to guide him, and finally found a way. Now everyone was dressed in comfortable straw sandals, and even the priest of Tarens had knitted a few pairs for himself.

As for the biggest change, there are still two full meals a day, a bowl of wheat porridge and a roasted potato in the morning, which is simply a heavenly life.

For the first few days, they followed the others to move rocks and build houses, and they felt that they would have to work for the church for at least two or three years before they could learn more.

The town's apprentices as tailors, blacksmiths, stonemasons, and carpenters all began to learn after years of work, and those apprentices were the object of envy and hatred. Now they are better paid, and no one complains about working for a few more years.

Unexpectedly, after the house was built, the viscount began to toss all kinds of weird things. There were thirty-one of them, organized into four groups, each group chose a team leader, and Stan was named the temporary captain, leading everyone to practice queuing, counting numbers, walking right steps, etc., and at the same time learning the canonical texts.

"Whoever practices the five stresses, four beauties and three loves well, the goddess will favor whom!"

Tarence would give everyone a lecture on the code of conduct before three meals a day, and when they heard that it was the text of the canon, they did not dare to let go of a word.

These provisions are straightforward, but there are too many important points to be aware of in this way. Priest Tarence preached a few things every day, and by now everyone basically understood what it was to talk about cleanliness, order, fraternity, and love of labor.

The Priest of Tarence ruled over them every day, and everyone was no longer so timid. Stan, as the captain, was instigated by everyone to ask Tarence if he understood these provisions to become a priest, and the old priest said that he had to ask the viscount.

Lord Viscount often brought the Holy Maiden to meet them, and they dared to stand up straight in front of the Lord. But when it comes to face-to-face questioning, except for Stan, no one has the guts to do so. Stan himself was full of trepidation because of the conversation with the master that day, and he never dared to speak.

In the end, it was the Viscount who noticed it and took the initiative to ask Stan. After hearing the question clearly, the viscount said with a smile that as long as he came step by step, he would one day become the priest of the goddess and spread the holy light of the goddess to all directions.

That night, everyone was so excited that they couldn't close their eyes, they really could become priests, they could enjoy the revered gaze of other mud-legged people, they could have the power of the gods, they could wave their hands and bring up a piece of holy light, heal the wounds of others, and fight evil demons!

"As the master said, everything he has taught us is meaningful! We must listen carefully and do it earnestly! We must keep our souls sober and move forward step by step! What we are doing now is the most basic and the most glorious!"

Everyone in the queue carried wooden frames on their backs, filled with firewood and hay, and this was their homework for the afternoon. Sometimes they collect firewood and cut grass, sometimes they pave roads, and sometimes they line up in the Pingba and walk in a row.

Seeing that the queue was getting more and more chaotic, Stan encouraged everyone again, and the apprentices shouted the slogan together: "Labor is the most glorious!"

..................

On the terrace on the second floor of the castle, looking at the ridge in the distance, the originally scattered ant colonies pulled out neat lines, and Li Qi nodded with satisfaction.

"Viscount, does it make sense?"

Tarence next to him frowned and asked, in his opinion, the project could be completed more quickly by putting these most obedient people into the construction of the temple. And now Richie asked them to do something, not to see what it was for.

"Of course it makes sense, you'll know later......"

Li Qi returned an unfathomable smile, but said in his heart that he finally enjoyed the fun of training his subordinates in the other world.

To be honest, fiddling with apprentices like this doesn't really make much sense other than cultivating a little collectivist spirit.

This is a world where extraordinary power does everything, as long as there is power, as long as there is a golden bushel, there is no problem that cannot be solved.

For example, the spirit of collectivism can be done by recruiting priests who are abused gods. They are good at using whips to add pain, and they are extremely quick to create conditioned reflexes. Even the most unruly can draw the most gregarious and docile slave in a matter of days.

As for doctrine or something, the priest of the Sigma, the god of knowledge, can pour a lot of information into people's minds with a single group of knowledge. Learn words, mathematics and other things, and be proficient in languages, enlightenment and other spells.

Li Qi has no strength or money now, holding that idleness is idle, it is better to play and develop the mentality of the game, and use the most primitive and backward means to let the apprentice grow naturally.

Li Qi also has a little bit of spiritual cleanliness, and he thinks that using extraordinary power to mature faith is always a bit of a genetically modified thing, and it is better not to do it if he can.

Even if he was only dealing with the goddess now, and regarded the goddess's revolutionary cause as a neurotic adventure in another world, he still hoped that the seeds sown at the beginning would be natural and pure.

"Viscount, power is everything, and you should focus more on it. ”

Of course, Tarence didn't understand Richie's thoughts, and the old man had changed in the past few days, and he was not as humble as he had been when he spoke to Richie.

Isn't it just another level!?

Li Qi was a little unhappy, now that Taren was already a second-level priest, the blessing technique and the Psychic Thorn could be cast on the group, and there was also a brute force technique, and the effect of the healing technique was much better than that of Li Qi. Richie is the extent to which he heals small wounds, and Tarence has been able to deal with injuries at the level of open skin.

Tarence was previously a high-ranking priest, and the priest rank was as high as five. The experience and attainments in using divine arts are extraordinary, and it is not surprising that they can level up so quickly.

Tarence thinks it's the goddess's favor, but Richie thinks it's related to Finney.

For example, the group psychic thorn may have been "developed" by Finney herself, and Tarence relied on his profound mastery of divine art to obtain a new divine technique from Finney, thus increasing his level.

Richie believed that until Finney had not increased her strength level, the second-level priest of Tarence would never have been able to rise to third-level.

This leads to two questions: how do you get Finney to level up?

Regarding Finney, Li Qi asked the goddess, and the goddess said that the data was insufficient and difficult to analyze, and further practical research must be done.

Richie asked Tarens about himself, and Tarens said that the goddess's faith was not yet perfect, and that his previous experience with the Lady of Pain did not apply to him.

Richie had no choice but to work on Finney first.

In the lawn under the terrace, Sardar wielded a wooden sword and chased Finney all over the ground.

This is Richie's attempt, he wants Finney to continue to develop her abilities, but depending on the situation, there is no atmosphere for Finney to get serious.

"This is training, not a game of eagle and chicken!"

Calling Finney to the terrace, Richie educates her with a straight face.

Finney lowered her head and rubbed her toes: "Milk is precious, and I don't want to waste it." ”

Li Qi raised his palm, glared at his eyes, and said, "I'm serious, it hurts!"

With that, he swung his palm towards her little buttocks.

Finney closed her eyes and wrinkled her little face, and a faint silver-white light snake reached out from her palm and reached for her ass. The light serpent swam, as if trying to weave a barrier.

Richie's slap swept away the light snake and landed on her ass. It's just skimming over the cocked butt pier, and it's not solid at all.

"Alas......"

Li Qi sighed helplessly, the little girl is a little meat in that place now, how can he be willing to fight.

Finney also learned to laugh at him: "Richie is not serious! I'm ready!"

Even if she really fights, she can't take it seriously.

Richie wants Finney to develop a protective function of the Thorn of the Heart, but the near-abusive method is neither reliable nor bearable.

Just as she was about to continue her education, the bucktooth maid came to report that a guest had come to the door.

Richie said to Finney, "When you rest, go clean up the house, remember ......"

The little girl nodded seriously: "Labor is the most glorious!"

She has officially taken up her post and has become Li Qi's personal maid. Tidying up the bedroom and study, sorting out Richie's clothes and personal belongings, is a lot of work every day. In this regard, Li Qi does not think it is abuse, and he grows faster if he eats more and more.

After Richie left, Tarence whispered, "Finney, what is the milk you just said?"