The matter of the divine concubine is put aside for the time being. Although the environment is new, the work is new, and even my body is almost new. But Shen Xi was lying in the house he was used to sleeping in after all, and the quality of sleep at night was quite high. There is no longer a need to worry about the physical condition of my grandmother, and I don't have to worry about whether Qian Sanming's business will bring unpredictable consequences to me. Shen Xi slept quite soundly this night, and it was not until the third day of the sun that he was awakened from his slumber by the gentle sunlight.

Got out of bed and put on a not-so-sumptuous but familiar and proper breakfast in the kitchenette. Shen Xi habitually walked into the living room, picked up the remote control, and prepared to turn on the TV.

"Can there be a signal here?" Shen Xi suddenly realized this problem, if he could only see a screen of snowflakes after turning on the TV, it would feel terrible. Shen Xi decided to avoid experiencing this feeling - for a modern person who is accustomed to being bombarded with all kinds of information every day, it can be very uncomfortable to suddenly lose that information.

Wearing pajamas, picking up the green plastic watering can behind the door, Shen Xi stepped on his slippers and shook out of the hut, and it took about an hour to carefully water the vegetable patch. The changes in the body are very obvious here, without the usual backache and exhaustion, as if the kettle weighing seven or eight pounds in his hand is nothing more than a small balloon. Similar to the effect of information bombardment, fatigue and discomfort can actually give people a wonderful sense of reassurance, and their presence proves that the body has indeed undergone labor, and this proof is the most direct feedback that the human body receives from labor.

Shen Xi felt a little uncomfortable, as if he was lazy while watering. He used to be lazy when he used to help his grandmother water, so much so that sometimes the greens in the vegetable field would turn large patches yellow. But now, Shen Xi just wanted to sweat happily, and then drag his sore body to take a shower. This experience is now a luxury that never seems to be available again.

"My lord, there is no fold delivered today. Ruan An's voice came through the courtyard wall, "You don't have to work today. Mistress Panakaya has sent an invitation to the Temple of Life for a dinner party in the evening. ”

"I'll go in the evening. You remember to remind me in advance. Shen Xi changed out of his pajamas, found a white shirt and black jeans, thought about it, and put back the baseball cap he was holding in his hand. "I'll go to the public temple and contact me if there's anything I need." If there's nothing particularly important in the evening, I'll go straight to dinner. ”

"As you wish. Ruan An bowed down and asked Shen Xi to get into the sedan chair, and instructed the other servants to get up the sedan chair. Passing through the Taihe Gate, Shen Xi was sent to the Jinshui Bridge.

Walking across the Jinshui Bridge, a white light lit up, and when he could see things in front of him, Shen Xi was already standing at the gate of the public temple.

Shen Xi had already been to the Public Temple once before. It's just that he was in a hurry to find a general magic technique to fill the scene, and Shen Xi didn't have time to carefully visit the public temple area. In fact, he didn't even go in. At that time, Shen Xi just casually stopped a very enthusiastic intern god at the entrance of the temple and described his needs. Ten seconds later, he left with a large wooden box full of universal miracles.

The architecture of the public shrine is more like the Colosseum of ancient Rome. It's just that the area is larger, and you can't see the end at a glance. After a minute or two walk through the passage, you will see the main area of the public temple, the oval trading area.

The huge oval grounds are crammed with all sorts of strange buildings. From the high-tech metal-and-glass buildings to the stone wizard towers that float in the air that only appear in fantasy novels. There's even a huge building that looks like a living thing, covered in slime and strange eye-like organs - the building itself squirms twice from time to time, and even emits heat from the roof.

These buildings are all "representative offices" built by intern gods with trading intentions. Wandering around the trading area and checking the various representative offices to see if there are any novelties to buy is the biggest hobby of most goddesses.

And Shen Xi is actually not very interested in shopping, he, like many other men, is the type who is used to going straight to the main body after entering the store, and is not willing to delay even a minute. But in order to gather enough information, Shen Xi still had to come to the trading area to take a closer look.

After all, Shen Xi still had some magic points given by his mentor in hand. It's not much, but it can support at least four combined miracle releases. However, the church can return too few magic points, and according to the current scale and development rate, I am afraid that it will take three or four hundred years to save an additional set of usable miracles. The harsh reality and tight pockets made Shen Xi have to face up to the status quo of "he is still very poor". Then dive headlong into the trading area of the public temple to find a way to earn magic points.

"Armed training for believers cannot be done. Investigating the gravity anomaly of the Aming World III colony can't do it. "The most attractive thing is the help messages hanging on the bulletin board in the center of the trading area.

Obviously they have become gods, and they have to stare at the big screen to find a job to do, and this huge sense of gap may not be able to stand it for a long time if someone else replaces. But Shen Xi felt that the posture of squatting on the side of the street and holding his hands was extremely comfortable, even more comfortable than the golden chair sitting on the Taihe Palace. The power of habit is enormous. There were a lot of pedestrians near the bulletin board, but none of them were as indecent as Shen Xi.

After squatting for a long time, Shen Xi's eyes suddenly lit up and jumped up from the ground. "This will work!"

A message for help swiped across the screen, "The World Order of Noah has expanded its request for help and asked for missionary activities within the territory of the Sibrus Empire. ”

The message for help was made by Knight, the god of agriculture and planting. According to the address of the representative office indicated on the information, Shen Xi quickly found a small building with a roof made of hay.

"Please, wait, my lord will be there soon. The servant in charge of the reception was very polite to Shen Xi, asked Shen Xi to sit down in the reception area, and then sent a hot cereal drink, and then withdrew. On the table in the reception area was basic information about the Knight cult. Shen Xi hurried to pick it up and take a look.

It's okay not to look at it, the more Shen Xi looks at it, the deeper his brows are wrinkled, the development of the Knight Sect in Noah's world is extremely difficult. More than 3,000 years have passed since the commandments of the servants of God were preached. After hundreds of tribes and empires, the number of members of the entire Order is still less than 100,000. The Order's influence was even smaller—it was confined to about two hundred and forty square kilometers on the eastern side of the Corrugated River Plain, the border river of the Sibrus Empire.

The main propagation dilemma of the sect is the restriction of agriculture. The Celebrus Empire was a vast country, but its population was not large. The leaf-shaped land covers an area of 1.6 million square kilometers, which is about the size of Germany and France combined. But the population is less than 20 million. With the exception of the Corleng River Plain, most of the land is gentle hills and mountains. Livestock and fishing were the main sources of food throughout the empire. With the exception of Fort Grant, the capital of the Duchy of Grant, where there is large farmland, there is at most scattered agricultural cultivation in other areas. Knight, the god of agriculture, had no way to expand his sphere of influence. And there is no stable regime ruler on the land on the west side of the corrugated river. It was considered a wild place, with the occasional nomadic orc tribe passing by. But for those whose brains are harder than stones, it is simply unthinkable to abandon the traditional life of wandering and settle somewhere instead - they will die of boredom.

Three thousand years later, Knight's sect still has roots on the eastern side of the Corrugated River Plain. Christians have almost forgotten how to spread the gospel to others—even the selection of the pope is based on who will plant the most crops. Missionary sluggishness seems to have become understandable.

Shen Xi put down the information and began to calculate his chances of success. Just then, a figure appeared in the doorway, "Hello, I'm Knight." ”

"Hello, I'm Shen Xi. Shen Xi stood up and held out his hand to Knight, "I think I should have a way to fulfill your request." ”

Knight is quite tall, and his fair skin and short blond hair make him look more like an urban white-collar worker in a foreign TV series than a god in charge of agriculture and farming. "Hello, nice to meet you. I've been out for help for a long time, and to be honest, I didn't expect anyone else to take it. Knight shook Shen Xi's hand and shook it enthusiastically.

"So, let's introduce myself. I just became a trainee god yesterday, and the current number of people in the sect is about 4,000. They are called Night Dancers, and their main area of activity is near the capital of the Duchy of Grant. My Pope, Viscount Prescott and now the sole legitimate ruler of the Duchy, should be able to help you with the request. ”

Knight smiled, "I've heard about you from my mentor. He has high expectations for you. I've never seen a mentor so interested in a new intern, you must have a very good ability to attract so much attention from your mentor. ”

Shen Xi followed with a polite sentence and turned to the topic, "So, what kind of missionary standards do you want your sect to meet? In return, how many magic points can you give me?"

"I hope that the sect will promote agriculture in the Celebrus Empire. Knight replied bluntly, "I hope they will have enough support and help in their mission." Promote agriculture and cultivation in the Empire of Sybrus. There should be at least 50,000 square kilometers of arable land. In return, I'll give you five thousand magic points. ”

The task is difficult, but the rewards are huge. This was Shen Xi's first reaction. The farmland of the entire Duchy of Grant is about 500 square kilometers in size. It would take a hundred times to expand the cultivated area in order to meet Knight's requirements. As for the magic points, Shen Xi still had nine hundred points on hand, and the five thousand points that Knight had as a reward were enough for him to perform ten more combination miracles.

"But your denomination is very weak. Shen Xi looked at Knight, spread his hands, and put on a helpless face to try to bargain, "With your members of the Order only preaching, even if my people fully support it, this goal is still far away." ”

"I don't need to be a missionary. Knight's answer surprised Shen Xi, "You don't need to help me preach, just promote agriculture." ”