In the next few days, Hamlin had nothing to do, and after helping everyone solve some small things, everyone was more kind to him. On Sunday, because Hamlin was not a believer, he did not follow everyone. But at noon, Hamlin was called by the village chief: "Hamlin, what you said before, it is done!" At first, Hamlin did not react, but soon knew what the village chief was talking about. I thought that the priest said that telling the gods at night was a pretext, but I didn't know that the results were really coming out today. Looking at the village chief's face, Hamlin knew that the result should be not bad: his face was full of red light, his face was wrinkled and smiling enough to kill flies, and he knew that a happy event was coming at a glance.

Later, when the village chief sat down in his house, Hamlin learned that the good news was even greater than he had imagined: I wonder if Hamlin's suggestion was particularly loved by the gods, and their originally very ordinary village became a parish designated by the gods, which means that everything here will be divine, and the nobles who should have led the village will no longer be able to dictate to the village, and all taxes will go to the church, and all glory will go to the gods.

This...... Hamlin was taken aback, this is equivalent to directly setting up this village as an independent kingdom! I didn't expect the influence of the gods of this world to be so great.

The village chief took a sip of water: "Listening to the words of Old Father Harpy, it seems that my lord attaches great importance to this matter. Hamlin, we must succeed, or our sins will be great. Hamlin listened in a fog, but he also knew that what he was doing had received strong support from the church, and his heart was also settled - at least at the official level, there would be no obstacles for him. That's good, Hamlin breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the officials don't stop blocking it, even if it doesn't help, it's a good thing, as for other things, let's talk about it then.

Unbeknownst to Hamlin and the village chief, the cathedral in the capital had also received an oracle from the gods not long ago. Although the parish report was only made in accordance with the agreement between the gods and mortals, the description of "experimenting with a way to increase crop yields without using miracles" caused the entire upper echelons of the principality to smell the impending storm. As we all know, gods need faith, while nobles need wealth. But the source of both is inevitably premised: population. With a large population, there is a large number of faiths, which can give more faith to the gods, and the gods can respond to the prayers of mortals more frequently, and the priests of the gods can use stronger miracles, and with a larger population, the nobles have more taxes, can make more equipment, train more soldiers, and increase the power of the country. And when these two are combined, the power of the country can be greatly improved, the people will live more well-being, and the people will be more religious—and even, if the time is not discharged, the neighbors will go to war in order to gain more territory, grow more food, and feed more people.

The beginning is the most difficult, and when there is a primitive accumulation, everything is easy to do later. At this time, it was curious to hear that this village actually had the key to open the first pot of gold. Coupled with the gaze of the gods, no one dared to play tricks at this time, and everyone went through all the necessary formalities as quickly as possible, and then handed them over to the bishop of the cathedral. The bishop also ordered the Guardian Knights, with the executive order and the Church's instructions, to go to the remote village.

A few days later, Harpy received an edict from the cathedral, but he felt that the thin piece of paper he was holding in his hand weighed a thousand pounds, and his burly figure trembled a little. He knelt in front of the idol with the oracle in his hand and prayed incessantly throughout the night. Although I had received the oracle before, I thought it was just a casual instruction from the gods, but I didn't expect the gods to attach so much importance to it. It puts a lot of pressure on him, but it also keeps him motivated. It seems that I have to go to that village recently to take a good look at whether what they say about using filth to increase grain production is true.

Thinking of this, the old priest Harpy, despite the fatigue of not sleeping all night, did not even care about his legs, which had been sore after kneeling all night, put the message into the pocket on the inside of the missionary robe, and got up to leave, but suddenly his legs went weak and fell to the ground. Just such a fall also woke up the old priest Harpy. smiled a little helplessly, and the old priest laughed at himself: It seems that he is really old, and when he went to the battlefield in the past, he didn't say a night of prayer, even if he fought all day, he would not be so weak.

After lying on the ground and resting for a while, when his legs were conscious, the old priest stood up with his hands on the table beside him, and straightened his robes without leaving a single wrinkle, and the old priest Harpy left the church and walked towards the village.

As soon as he approached the village, Father Harpy sensed something different: even from outside the village, he could see that many people were walking not far outside the village. It's noon now, and it's farming, usually at this time, if you don't catch the market, the farmers will rest at home, but this village is full of people, some people still carry hoes and shovels, and go out of the village in groups. When they met with Father Harpy, looking at the villagers saluting him, Father Harpy asked with some curiosity, "Where are you going?" and "We are going to a sheltered location outside the village." One person replied. Father Harpy was interested: "What are you going to do there? and you still have these farm tools with you?" the villagers replied, "because Hamlin said that we need to dig the pit and prepare for the rest of the year, so we have these things with us." Hearing that they were because of Hamlin's request, Father Harpy also said that he would follow along. Along the way, Father Harpy chatted with them, and the main topic was this Hamlin. Because of this Hamlin's mysterious origin and his connection with the Lord, Father Harpy wanted to know more about him.

Later, I learned from the villagers that this Hamlin had taught everyone how to handle fresh furs, helped them identify goods, and made sugar himself. Although I had a conversation with this Hamlin a few days ago, I vaguely felt from the conversation that he was not an ordinary person, but to be able to know so much knowledge and teach others without caring about it, either I don't know the value of this knowledge, or I just don't look down on it.

Knowing this, Father Harpy and a few others arrived at their destination. There, several deep pits about a man high were dug, each boxy and covering an area of about four square meters. The excavated earth was transported to the side, and some people specially mixed the earth with water to repair the earthen walls and enclose these deep pits. On the other side, Hamlin was discussing something with the village chief, not noticing the visitor.