I Am the Minecraft Master, Not the God of Light!

Chapter 1 1. Join the Church of the Dawn, Receive Eggs and Bread at the Beginning of Each Month

“In the name of the Dawn, I bless you. The dark abyss shall not harm you, the devil's hell shall not hurt you. The Dawn shall protect you from all disasters.”

“May you all turn away from evil and do good, dwell in peace forever, never be abandoned, and always be protected. May the Dawn establish your steps and make you forever faithful!”

“May your words and deeds be constant, knowing the end of darkness, the Dawn shall endure forever.”

“Join the Church of the Dawn! Embrace the approaching sunrise! The Dawn is with you!”

In front of the Blackwater City Lord's mansion.

An elderly man, burly, with white hair and beard, wearing a deep red robe, raised his fists and shouted incessantly.

But the passersby, dressed in tattered clothes and with sallow complexions, only cast glances as if looking at a madman, and then hurried away.

“Lyle, how is it going?”

Accompanied by the sound of footsteps, a handsome young man with black hair walked out from the city lord's mansion and stood in front of the old man.

The old man turned around, his face bitter.

“Young Master Ian, I have been shouting for two and a half hours, but still no one has joined your Church of the Dawn.”

“How could that be? You must be using the wrong method!”

The young man, called Young Master Ian, looked at Lyle with a confident expression.

“How did you shout? Repeat it to me.”

Helpless, Lyle could only reread the previous prayer with a bitter face, and at the end, Lyle said helplessly:

“Young Master Ian, these are all the prayer words you taught me, not a single word is different…”

“Young Master Ian, why don't you just be the city lord honestly? Although Blackwater City is poor and dilapidated, it is still a proper city. If you develop it honestly, you can still make a living.”

“The people here are almost starving to death, how can they have the energy to believe in any Dawn…”

Ian frowned slightly, pinched his chin and pondered for a long time, after a moment, his eyes lit up, and he gently hammered his palm.

“No! Lyle, your method is wrong!”

“Ah?”

Ignoring Lyle's bewildered expression, Ian stepped forward and squeezed away Lyle, who was a head taller than him.

He cleared his throat and shouted loudly.

“Join the Church of the Dawn! You can receive eggs and bread at the beginning of each month!”

The melodious voice traveled far, far away.

After a while, from a distance, the roar of the earth echoed, as if ten thousand horses were galloping, and from afar, a long stretch of dust could be seen.

Before long, a group of sallow-faced, scantily clad people squeezed to the gate of the city lord's mansion with a speed that would make even the Darkfeather Magic Eagle feel ashamed.

“I am a Dawn believer! Let me join the church!”

“The Dawn is above, I will be forever faithful!”

“Let me join the church first! Lord! I am a child of the Dawn!”

In a short while, the preaching stall that was just deserted was now crowded with people.

All kinds of prayers rose and fell.

From a distance, it looked like a scene of devout believers gathering to worship.

Ian had a slight smile on his face and patted Lyle on the shoulder.

“Lyle, a successful choice is greater than ten million efforts. If the direction is wrong, the effort is wasted. When you fail continuously, you should consider whether you want to change the direction and try.”

“But Young Master, you also said that failure is the mother of success…”

“That's right.”

Ian nodded solemnly, then sighed sadly.

“But most failures are infertile… Okay, you can register the believers first, and come back to me later.”

“Young Master Ian, what about the eggs and bread…”

Lyle looked at Ian hesitantly, the latter paused, then continued to walk forward.

“The chickens are still laying, the flour is still being ground, let's wait a while.”

After saying that, he didn't stop, quickly crossed the lawn of the city lord's mansion, and returned to the slightly dilapidated castle.

…

Twenty years ago, with a long whistle of a hundred-ton king truck from another universe, and a cry from the Forbes Earl family mansion in the Roderic Continent.

Another transmigrator was born.

In the twenty years of Ian's growth, he gradually understood that he had come to a Western fantasy world.

But unlike the unfolding of ordinary Western fantasy stories…

Ian found that he had transmigrated too early.

At this time, the Roderic Continent was still in an era of rampant demons, raging abyss, and warlord demon kings.

The hundred races of the continent, except for the demons, were still in a state of seeking survival in the cracks, shrinking in the extreme west continent, and relying on natural dangers to resist the demon invasion.

To put it simply…

The Roderic Continent is now in the ancient barbaric era.

There are no gods who suppress demons and defeat demon gods and demon kings.

There is no church force that spreads across the continent and has countless believers.

Even the so-called knights and magic do not have a mature system now, basically, they are all growing wildly.

Just like Lyle and the other knights, they evaluate the strength of their power only by how big a stone they can break and how deep a gully they can cut out with the greatest destructive power.

Knights and mages do not yet have a distinction between realms.

If you have to say it, the current Ian also has a unique rating system.

He divides these knights into: ordinary knights, powerful knights, awesome knights, super awesome knights…

Further on, it is the realm of how awesome the adjective is.

The more awesome the adjective, the stronger the strength.

Therefore, the Roderic Continent is very ancient, so ancient that all the configurations of the Western fantasy world, except for the standard equipment of the hundred races and backward thinking, are not available.

No gods, no churches, no systems.

Ian transmigrated to a Western fantasy world with three noes.

Speaking of Ian's Forbes family, it is also a famous Earl family in the Bilka Principality of the Hundred Races Alliance.

At least it was like this before Old Forbes disappeared.

Old Forbes, also known as Ian's father, was a super awesome knight in Ian's evaluation.

And as Old Forbes fell into a suddenly appearing abyss and disappeared in a war against the demons, the Forbes family quickly declined.

The other nobles of the Bilka Principality took action at the first time and joined forces to drive Ian to this poor and dilapidated Blackwater City.

So, even if humans reach the end of their rope, they still can't get rid of the vortex of interest struggles.

Facing the demon invasion, the Hundred Races Alliance has been at a disadvantage and struggling to survive, which makes sense.

However, for Ian, Blackwater City should still be his blessed land.

Here, he successfully activated the golden finger that belongs to the transmigrator, the MC World Gate.

This is something Ian is quite familiar with. In his previous life, he also spent a lot of time cultivating MC.

As a semi-veteran player, it can be said that Ian is quite familiar with various well-known mods and MC skills.

Even the electrical current gameplay, he knows a little bit.

The only thing he is not proficient in is building houses.

This is not a big problem. Serious old block people always remember a truth.

“If you want to get rich, first chop trees, dig three and fill one mine!”

Build a house?

A wooden door closes the world, the world is my home!

But now, Ian regrets not practicing building houses diligently in the past.

Not to mention that this MC World Gate golden finger is related to continuing to develop and build the territory and improve the civilization index.

Just say that this Roderic Continent with three noes, once the Hundred Races Alliance can't hold on and falls in the future, and the demons completely rage.

He can only hide in the MC world.

If you don't learn to build houses, do you have to rob the villagers' matchbox hut for a lifetime?

So…

Young Master Ian Forbes inherited the title of Earl, inherited the position of Blackwater City Lord, and opened the MC World Gate.

The first thing to learn is how to become an excellent civil engineering brother.

The good news is that Ian doesn't have to work with cement.

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