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

Chapter 9 9. Iron Golem Army Idea

Seeing Markov come to a screeching halt, Ian knocked Markov's head in frustration.

“Don't be so impetuous! These villagers may not be intelligent beings, but we can't be so bloodthirsty! Emphasize harmony!"

After a pause, Ian said earnestly:

“These are all high-quality biological batteries.”

“Lock them up and have them keep having children, and use the children to farm and raise livestock for us.”

“Assign them work and have them work non-stop twenty-four hours a day to maximize their value.”

“These villagers are the key to a life of luxury for us, so harmony is paramount! Understand?”

The others fell into contemplation, and after a long while, Leyal forced a smile at Ian.

“Young Master Ian, you will definitely become an excellent Demon King… I mean, Pope.”

Ian waved his hand and pointed to the iron golem not far away.

“Do you see that big guy?”

“Actually, I wanted to ask earlier, Young Master Ian, this iron lump… is it a special race?”

Lecia looked at Ian like a curious baby, and the latter nodded.

“You could say it's a guardian unique to the villages of the MC world; this thing is very powerful.”

“With our current equipment, if we were touched by it, we would die on the spot.”

“Even in the Rodri Continent, this guy could easily beat Leyal.”

Leyal frowned immediately, glanced at the iron golem, and only felt that the other party was dull and clumsy, except for the metallic luster on its body.

It didn't seem to have anything special about it.

“Is it that exaggerated? Young Master Ian, Godfather is very strong; ordinary demons are no match for Godfather.”

Markov scratched his head and added:

“Even if this thing is made of iron, I can cut iron with my sword, let alone Godfather.”

Ian curled his lips.

“I can't really describe it to you.”

“However, as long as you don't attack the villagers or it, it won't attack proactively; instead, it will protect us.”

“You'll know later; I can only say… this thing is made of thirty to forty tons of refined iron.”

Hearing this, Leyal and the others fell silent.

Thirty to forty tons of refined iron…

This wasn't an iron golem; even the heaviest giants in the Southern Mountains probably weren't that outrageous.

This thing was clearly a mobile city wall!

Just a brute force charge could turn them into mincemeat.

Thinking about it, Leyal felt a little regretful.

Looking at the sturdy iron golem, he sighed:

“A natural guardian, but it's a pity that this thing uses too much material; our Blackwater City can't afford it.”

“I'm afraid even the dwarves can't afford too many of these big guys.”

“Otherwise, bringing it back to Blackwater City would save a lot of trouble; with this iron lump, we wouldn't need so many troops.”

Ian chuckled and patted Leyal's shoulder.

“It's not a big problem; when we make an iron farm, we can have as many iron golems as we want; you can even form an iron golem army.”

“However, this thing can't replace the army after all; the army still needs to be kept.”

With that said, Ian looked carefully at the entire village.

Even though Leyal and the others were very interested in the endless iron Ian mentioned, they didn't disturb him.

They surrounded him, waiting quietly for Ian to think.

During this time, the others also kept observing the surrounding situation, recalling Ian's various outrageous operations just now.

Like a sponge, they constantly absorbed the knowledge Ian imparted to them.

Although these things still shocked them from time to time, this surprised and erratic attitude couldn't last forever.

Ian didn't bring them here to be cheerleaders.

After an unknown amount of time, Ian clapped his hands.

“Alright!”

“Everyone, get moving; listen to my instructions.”

Ian didn't plan to continue doing everything himself; he also had to start training Leyal and the others.

Choosing an open space on the edge of the village, Ian began to instruct.

“Freyne, make a crafting table first.”

“Huh?”

Freyne held the oak block Ian handed her, somewhat at a loss.

“Put the oak block in the four squares on the right side of your inventory panel; did you get four oak planks?”

As soon as the words fell, everyone immediately saw the oak planks in Freyne's hand turn into blocks that seemed to have been cut.

“How amazing!”

Freyne looked at the oak planks in her hand and said in surprise:

“Young Master Ian, I can also perform your miracles!”

“Interesting, right?”

Ian smiled and reached out to tap Freyne's forehead, continuing:

“This is just the beginning; everyone, remember it carefully; try synthesizing one by one later; be sure to remember it!”

“Crafting table synthesis is the core of the MC world; without knowing crafting table synthesis, it's impossible to move an inch in the MC world.”

Immediately afterward, Ian handed the synthesis tables for the furnace, chest, basic tools, torch, ladder, fence, etc., to everyone.

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Now, Leyal and the others finally understood why Ian could accomplish in a few minutes what others couldn't do in several months.

“Too outrageous!”

Lecia looked at the wooden fence she had synthesized in her hand, her eyes full of excitement, and said:

“Just put it in, and you can make it? Completely violates the laws of nature! Skip the process and get the result directly?”

“It's hard to imagine that if such a thing were brought back to Blackwater City, our construction work would probably only be limited by the difficulty of resource acquisition.”

As soon as the words fell, Leyal shook his head with a serious face.

“No! Resource acquisition is not a problem either! The resources here in the Aurora Sky Kingdom are endless; this is a completely undeveloped world!”

The others exchanged glances; at this moment, they all understood that the hope brought by the MC world was far greater than they had imagined.

It was just a scene they didn't dare to imagine even in their dreams…

“Young Master Ian, can this crafting table be brought back to Blackwater City?”

Leyal pursed his lips and couldn't help but ask.

“Yes, it can.”

Ian nodded slightly.

“Not only the crafting table, but as long as there are blocks with MC world characteristics, they will still have the characteristics of the MC world when brought back to the Rodri Continent.”

“Synthesis can also be done in the Rodri Continent as long as there are MC blocks and a crafting table.”

Before Leyal could express his excitement, Ian waved his hand.

“Let's not talk about this now; it's getting dark; we need to hurry up and work.”

“There are still many things to prepare tonight.”

“Everyone should have memorized the basic synthesis table; if you haven't memorized it, borrow Freyne's notes to take a look.”

“Next…”

Ian glanced at the forest not far from the village, pondered for a moment, and said softly:

“Markov, take people to chop down trees over there; chop down as many as you can, bring them back, and put them in the chest.”

“Plant the fallen saplings on the spot.”

“Lecia, take people to continuously make wooden fences and torches; make at least five stacks of torches.”

“Leyal, I will ring the bell on the well in the village later; at that time, all the villagers will return to their homes.”

“After they go back, you will take people to enclose the entire village with wooden fences; the wooden fences should be built two layers high.”

“Does everyone understand?”

The others nodded seriously, but Freyne raised her hand anxiously.

“Young Master Ian, what about me? What do I do?”

“Freyne…”

Ian was silent for a moment and pinched Freyne's small face.

“Just stay by my side and be cute.”

“…”

Immediately, Freyne turned into a pufferfish again.

“Are you ready?”

Ian shouted, and the next moment, he slammed the bell on the well with his stone sword.

As the villagers instantly turned into headless flies and scurried around, Ian raised his hand and shouted.

“Begin!”