Offer blocks to the end times

But the girl on the other side was still confused. Myne started shouting and even doubted the 'automatic translation device' she was wearing. While they were making a fuss, the young mother came in again. After tugging at her for a bit, the mother told her younger daughter to rest quietly and then took her older daughter to prepare dinner.

But how could a time traveler just lie there obediently?! Although he had the sick body of a four or five-year-old, he sat up after lying down for a while, muttering, "Whether it's one book, ten books, or twenty books."

Listening to her words, Senju felt a spiritual yearning. Sitting cross-legged, Senju closed his eyes and began to sense the girl's mental state—her immense thirst for books, which inspired him, and her great interest in the unknown.

Then the girl rolled out of bed, stepping on a cloud of dust. She felt a wave of frustration. Thousand Hands' spirit had been jolted out, and he too felt a little frustrated. Let's see. The girl searched everywhere in the room, leaving items scattered all over the floor. Unfortunately, there wasn't a single book in the room. Finally, the girl's gaze fell on the wooden door on one side. The first hurdle after her rebirth.

Chapter 1942 Proof of Identity

Rub your forehead

Senju realized how difficult it was to sense the changes in other people's minds, and how much more difficult it was to hone one's own spirit through the changes in other people's minds. This reminded him of a famous martial art. He shook his head and continued to watch. His previous idea was good—to immerse himself in other people's minds for training. But now was not the time. He should take a good look.

Watching Myne's actions, Senju chuckled a few times. Because she was alone, the girl was putting on various little performances by herself. Unfortunately, despite expending her physical and mental energy, she couldn't find a single book in the house. Although she didn't want to believe this result, she still had to change her focus. "Let's look for words instead. Words are legible!"

But after searching for a long time, she couldn't find a single word. The thing she hoped for didn't exist in this world. She was extremely disappointed and lost. The magic power in her body also surged, making Thousand Hands even more emotional. The change in her spirit caused the magic power to surge, making her even more like a fairy soldier.

She sat there blankly for who knows how long. Her mother and sister came home, not understanding why Mei Yin was rummaging through things. They didn't understand what a book was, or what she was talking about. This feeling of being completely misunderstood by the world caused Mei Yin a sharp pain in her heart, and she burst into tears. Who could tell her where the book was?!

"The pain of not being understood by the world?" Senju sat there calmly, his heart being tempered, which allowed him to understand a little bit. Unfortunately, this feeling quickly dissipated. Myne, on the other hand, was overcome by despair, her magic surged, and then she developed a fever and fainted.

Watching Myne's family hurriedly put her to bed, Senju shook his head helplessly. This was only the first major hurdle for a transmigrator. How would she adapt to the changing world and her own lack of understanding of herself?

This reminded him of when he first arrived in that destroyed world, the feeling of being all alone, the loneliness and fear, the struggle for survival. In the very beginning, he faced utter despair. Loneliness and confusion were minor matters, but the despair of not being able to find food anywhere was truly despairing, especially on cold and hungry nights. He never wanted to experience that terror again. After dying a few times at the beginning, he never wanted to die again.

"The initial fear?" Senju gave a bitter smile. As life got better and better, he gradually forgot his initial fear, but now when he thought about it, it was still painful. He sat there calmly and silently recited the Taoist scriptures.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally calmed down, stood up, and looked around. It was still dark, and he felt like he had returned to the past—darkness, cold, and hunger. But this was the human world, and he now had the power to change everything! He wondered where he should go for dinner and where he should sleep tonight.

After clearing the rooftop and repairing the wooden planks, Senju sprinkled some dust on the spot. Then, he stepped onto a nearby rooftop and left. Looking at the few places with lights in the darkness, Senju quickly found the inn, since the sign for that inn had a picture of a bed and a chicken leg.

Then Senju encountered her first problem: the innkeeper, quite inconsiderately, asked her for her identification. Senju was speechless. She was dressed so nicely; couldn't he at least be a little understanding?!

Fortunately, Senju knew how to give some hints, and the boss became Senju's good friend. While eating chicken legs, Senju chatted with the boss and then realized that opening a shop here was a good idea, as he could observe Myne's changes nearby. So he asked the boss about the conditions for opening a shop.

First comes citizenship, then registration with the guild of merchants, of course, having your own shop and a recommender, and finally, joining the association of the goods you sell. In short, it's extremely complicated.

"Tsk, this is troublesome," Senju frowned slightly, glancing at the bewildered boss over there. "Wouldn't it be simpler if they were nobles?"

"Of course, Your Excellency can do whatever you want, but how could a nobleman open a shop?!" The shopkeeper nodded matter-of-factly, and Senju nodded as well. It seemed he would have to acquire a noble identity, a forged one. It was a pity he hadn't arranged it beforehand, and now it was a little too late. Then he remembered the scribe's skill, which he could borrow. He just didn't know what the noble documents looked like here; he needed to investigate.

I asked him a few questions about nobles, and the shopkeeper spoke with great confidence, but he had never spoken to any nobles and it was all just hearsay. Nobles would never come to his shop. The only nobles he had ever met were high priests, priests, and temple priests in churches.

That's still a matter of baptism. Only with the church's practices can the nearby agriculture have a bountiful harvest. The shopkeeper rambled on incoherently, seemingly quite drunk. Shaking his head, Senju left. But he wouldn't dare storm the church. It wasn't that he respected God, but what kind of noble credentials were there in a church?!

He summoned a bat, possessed it, and flew into the inner city. After a quick look, Thousand Hands noticed that most of the garden villas had only dim lights, with only a few brightly lit. It seemed that most of the nobles were not there.

After a moment's thought, Senju realized what it meant. Nobles? In this world, they were feudal nobles who lorded it over their own territories. These buildings, large enough for hundreds of commoners to live in, were clearly just their villas.

Shaking its head, the bat flew to a noble's house with dim lighting. Then, in a flash, the Thousand Hands swapped places with its summoned creature. Next came the search: in a villa where no nobles were present, there were still over a dozen people...

Where are the servants?

Unfortunately, even under the hypnosis of the Thousand Hands, they couldn't say what the certificate of nobility was. They had no idea. Only after asking the books did they learn that those precious books and their owner had gone elsewhere, but there should be some things in the bookstore.

After telling them to go back to sleep, Senju began the search. But this place was ridiculously big. It was supposed to be a family of seven, but they had more than sixty servants living in a five- or six-story mansion. No, this was just the house that noble family lived in during the winter. They didn't live here at all during the other seasons, leaving only servants to clean it.

Following the directions, he arrived at the study, which contained many works of art, such as porcelain with gold and silver filigree. After searching for a while, he found five carefully locked pieces of paper. As for the book and the noble certificate, they were nowhere to be found. The other party had obviously carried them with them. It seemed that he would have to go to a villa with more people. He summoned the bats again, and Thousand Hands began the search.

He quickly identified a residence. This nobleman's house was located on the outskirts, and many houses around it were empty. Moreover, by observing the bats hanging upside down in the window, he could see a man writing something inside.

Chapter 1943 Blowing People

After that, things were simple. When Thousand Hands arrived, Baron Bain recognized him as his distant cousin and quickly welcomed him in. Although Thousand Hands wanted a convenient noble status, this status was somewhat conspicuous. If he opened a shop in the commoners' district, countless nobles would be eyeing him, and the commoners there would be extremely afraid of him. It was better to have a less prestigious status.

Bain warmly welcomed Senju and revealed his identity to him. Bain was a mid-level nobleman. He then prepared identification documents and starting capital for Senju and instructed the butler to take "Big Brother" to the merchant guild to register his identity the next day. Wow, what a kind person! It would be wonderful to sign a master-servant contract with him. By the way, Senju is the master, and this nobleman is the servant, using a magical contract made by Senju.

Senju was sleeping soundly on the clean and spacious bed. The room's furnishings alone required five maids to maintain. In contrast, the transmigrated girl was suffering from a terrible fever.

The next day, Senju went to the Gilberta Merchant Guild with the butler. The old guild master and the butler were both very polite, spouting nonsense. Senju pretended to be stupid, but eventually he couldn't keep up the act, because the guild master asked him what he planned to sell.

"Mainly magical items, paper, books, and the like," Senju said casually. The guild master opposite him lit up. "Magical items? You sell those too? Can I see some samples?"

"Well, alright," Senju opened the small pouch hanging from his waist and rummaged through it. It was stuffed full of random things, all drops from that game world. After searching for a while, he pulled out a bunch of items: "Thunder Sword (Level 10 equipment), comes with lightning magic, can increase the user's speed, adds electric attribute, only 1000 gold coins; Earth Shield (Level 5 equipment), powerful defense, and only 300 gold coins; Brass Pendant (Level 3 equipment), 20 gold coins..."

Looking at the pile of things on the table, the two people beside him were shocked. Hundreds or even thousands of gold coins! That's way too much! And, "Excuse me, but what's that bag of yours?"

"This is a spatial storage package. The effect is so-so. It only has the space of three large rooms. I think you can buy it for only 500,000," Thousand Hands boasted. "This is a dark... never mind, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

The two 'all-knowing' old foxes exchanged a glance. It seemed this person had a very important background. Then, the two became extremely respectful. In the meantime, the guild leader even subtly inquired whether he could buy some magical items, even those that were about to become obsolete.

“I don’t have any discarded ones here, but you don’t have any magic power, so why are you buying any items?” Senju rolled his eyes, and the old guild master looked on with a sigh. “These are for my poor granddaughter. She suffers from a terminal illness called Body Devouring and needs to absorb magic power through magical items to survive.”

"Body Devouring? This situation sounds familiar," Senju said, listening to the old guild master's explanation. He realized that the guild master's six-year-old granddaughter, Frieda, also possessed powerful magic, but she couldn't release it and needed magical items to absorb the magic in order to continue living. He was slightly surprised. "I didn't expect your granddaughter to be a fairy candidate. That's quite unexpected."

"A fairy candidate?" The old guild master was a little nervous. Senju casually made up a story, "They are candidates for the fairy soldiers, the secret army that protects my family, no, the royal family. The body-devouring patients have powerful magic. After they grow up, they will be a pretty good force. However, fairy soldiers can only live to their twenties or thirties before they die from excessive magic power."

As Senju continued rambling, the two people beside him turned ashen-faced. What were they going to do after overhearing such a big secret? Would they be killed to silence them?! Senju was still spouting nonsense, "I don't recommend your granddaughter go there. If she goes there, she'll be trained to be a combat weapon. It's better for her to be an ordinary child. By the way, I have something here that just happens to be useful."

As she spoke, Qian Shou took out a jade lotus lamp. "This is the Yuan-gathering Lamp. It can absorb magic power and emit light. It can alleviate the pain of magic power devouring the body. I think you are a good person, so I'm giving it to your granddaughter."

"Thank you so much, on behalf of my granddaughter. But you were so kind as to give this..."

"Selling it to me is already a huge favor. How much does this cost? The old man will never take advantage of me," the old guild leader said excitedly. Thousand Hands looked at him, wondering if he was worried about being implicated. It was a pity about this fashion item. "Oh, this is only 5000 gold coins, very cheap."

"..." The guild leader was sweating profusely. Normally, the magical items he painstakingly collected were only worth two or three small gold coins, but now they were worth 5000 large gold coins! Even though he was the guild leader, he didn't have that much money. "Um, this, hahaha~"

Seeing his troubled expression, Qian Shou flicked his wrist, and the lotus lamp lit up with magnificent colors. "I'm not exaggerating. The Yuan-Gathering Lamp has endless uses. 5000 gold coins is quite cheap. But if you can't afford it, um, where is your granddaughter? I can consider taking her as my apprentice to solve her problems, but we'll have to sign a contract."

“Well, I’m sorry, Frida has already signed a contract with someone else,” the old guild master said with a troubled expression. Senju rolled his eyes helplessly. “Heh, collecting body-devourers, are they trying to become fairy soldiers? Hmph, the people below are getting more and more deserving of death. Fine, consider this a loan to you. Just remember to return it to me later. Make me a good card.”

"Yes," the old chairman said respectfully. He had no power to offend either the current Thousand Hands or the contracted nobleman. He would just pretend he hadn't heard them. The old butler next to him also acted as if he was deaf, sweating profusely as he drank his tea.

After that, getting the card became much easier. It was a white card that could be used to transfer money by touching it with someone else's card. It was very advanced, but this was an advanced technology for nobles and the wealthy.

In addition, Senju also asked for a small shop. He originally wanted to buy something, but when the old chairman heard that Senju had chosen the market, he suggested that Senju should not choose that place, but should choose a large roadside shop, the kind in a standalone building. Of course, he felt that only the noble district was worthy of such precious things and Senju's status.

Ignoring his flattery, after Thousand Hands went to check it out with others, he decisively chose to buy a three-story building near the South Gate. The market was just too chaotic, the food was bad, and the location was near the West Gate, with a river outside that facilitated transportation. But Myne's house was near the South Gate! The two places were quite far apart!

Chapter 1944 The Small Shop

After thinking it over, Thousand Hands chose a small stone building near the South Gate. It had a classic architecture and a magnificent glass door. He bought it for a few gold coins, as prices here were relatively cheap. However, the building hadn't been used for a long time and was covered in dust. Fortunately, the old guild master sent a lot of people to help clean it. Thousand Hands also gave them a lot of copper coins as a reward, so they worked very hard to clean it.

The guild master wanted to introduce some apprentices to Senju, but Senju refused on the grounds that "the things are too precious." Senju wanted some peace and quiet. Even when offered a magical contract, Senju didn't agree. The old guild master wanted his granddaughter to help out, but she was only six years old. It was uncertain who would take care of whom. Senju decisively refused and told the old guild master to take the lamp back.

Looking at the clean and tidy shop, Senju nodded. The shop was quite large, and there were several potted plants outside. They were all very ordinary flowers, costing only a few large copper coins. The apprentices quickly brought over a dozen pots. Of course, the funds for the wooden flower pots were provided by Senju.

Of course, the flowers and plants are very ordinary, just smell and look nice. There are also some herbs and mint in the middle, but it's not bad. Consider it as purifying the environment, after all, the smell here is really just average.

The smell inside the house was better, but the smell outside... Senju shook his head, thinking that once the fertile field method was promoted in a few days and identified as an important resource, the stench should disappear quickly.

After carefully arranging the flowers and plants, several children around seven or eight years old came over carrying flowers and plants. These were just dug up outside the city, and it was rare to find plants still in bloom. Qian Shou accepted them as well. Looking at the number of pots outside, he handed over a few copper coins, then waved his hand, "Alright, you can go back now. These flowers and plants are enough."

Here's a quick note about the currency here. The smallest denomination is Leon. A small copper coin costs 10 Leons, a medium copper coin with a hole in it costs 100 Leons, and a large copper coin costs 1000 Leons. Then there are small silver coins, large silver coins, small gold coins, and large gold coins, all in decimal. A pound of ordinary fruit costs about 30 Leons. Thousand Hands handed them large copper coins because he didn't have much change on him at the moment.

"Thank you!" A group of children ran off happily. Big copper coins! They couldn't even earn one a month! The city gate guards only earned two silver coins a month. Children here couldn't work before the age of seven, but after a festival at the age of seven, they could look for work. Of course, it was also normal for five- or six-year-old children to go out and help gather firewood.

After tending to the flowers and plants, Thousand Hands set up a protective barrier around them. Once the props were arranged, he took out a wooden board, pondered for a moment, and then wrote words on it with his finger. The words were black scorch marks: 'Ten Thousand Treasures Library'. Of course, he wrote it in this style of writing, and below it was a symbol resembling an open book.

Then he nailed the planks in, before going back inside to put things away, starting with the lowest-grade black iron ring worth 10 small gold coins...

He displayed dozens of mysterious amulets shaped like large gold coins on the shelf, but they all looked like fakes. As for the books...

No, he didn't have any, since he wasn't planning on having any books written in this language. However, the profession of a copyist includes papermaking, copying, and binding, which is enough to make books.

Now, he set up his territory and waited for that person's arrival. Of course, he still kept an eye on things. He clicked on a mirror (which cost several silver coins), then turned off the screen. On the other side, a five or six-year-old girl was being forcibly changed by her father. This was quite a blow to a transmigrator.

Well, this is a necessary process for any transmigrator who transmigrates into a child's body. After going through this, the transmigrator will probably lose all sense of decency.

Sitting in the chair, Senju looked around, thinking about what else he needed to add. Although the old chairman had prepared everything, that was from the perspective of the people here. Thinking about it, he realized he might need some non-flammable wood to make something. He activated the protective magic circle and went out.

A quick glance around the street revealed that Senju had randomly picked up a child and handed him a large copper coin. The child then excitedly led Senju to the carpenter's workshop, sharing various pieces of information along the way. Senju learned that all sorts of craftsmen's workshops were located on Craftsmen's Street, near the South Gate. The functions of each area were clearly defined, and Senju casually inquired about the situation in each area, quickly gathering a considerable amount of information.

After entering the artisan street and walking for a while, the child pointed to a place and told Senju that they had arrived. Looking at the sign with a large tree and a saw crossed over it, Senju knew that this was where the carpenter worked.

Once inside, Senju saw a boy who looked to be about ten years old on duty. However, Senju didn't need to do anything; the boy, acting as her 'guide,' was very responsible. He explained Senju's needs, and then the two boys led Senju to the large courtyard at the back, which was where the actual timber processing was taking place.

After some negotiation, Qian Shou spent a few small gold coins to buy seven or eight large, non-flammable logs, which he then put into his spatial bag. The carpenters nearby were dumbfounded. What on earth was this?! Logs over two meters long and thirty or forty centimeters in diameter! How did they manage to fit them in there?! And how could anyone have such strength? How could one person lift such a large log?

Ignoring their surprise, Senju strolled around the artisan street on his own. The little boy who was supposed to be his guide wanted to follow, but Senju told him to go back. He wandered around on his own, buying things from various workshops, such as bedding. He also went to the market and bought some fruit, food, salt, spices, and the like.

After wandering around for several hours, Senju finally returned home. The shops were unchanged, and no one dared to go inside, nor could anyone enter. Back in his room, Senju took out wood and a dagger and began carving. He quickly carved out cups, kettles, bowls, chopsticks, and the like. Then, Senju made a stove out of non-flammable wood, but inside the stove was a magical heating device, on which a kettle was placed to slowly boil water.

Sitting in the shop, Qian Shou slowly carved, but no one came in. After all, everyone was busy. Although I was curious about the sudden appearance of a lot of grass here, I looked at the sign, which looked like words but I couldn't understand them, so I decided not to go in.

Since they weren't coming in, Thousand Hands was free to do what he needed to do. He sliced ​​fruit and used magic to process it into dried fruit or juice, then boiled the juice down to make sugar. He also used magic to process sawdust into paper and made herbal tea with vanilla and petals.

Chapter 1945 Visit

Throughout the day, Senju had done quite a bit. Occasionally, she would glance at Myne, who seemed rather depressed. To make a living, she had abandoned all pretense of modesty. After all, she was still just a five or six-year-old child, and nothing was convenient for her. Moreover, her body was unusually weak. Even if she wanted to clean the house, she was willing but unable to. It was a pity about her magical power. She clearly possessed great strength, but because she didn't know how to use it, she had become so weak.

Seeing how dirty she looked, Senju couldn't bear it, so he used the wood he had to make a bathtub that could automatically heat and add water.

The next day, the old chairman even brought his granddaughter over. Of course, he also brought a plaque before coming, which served as a visiting card. He was really 'polite'. Senju also brewed some flower tea and chatted with the old chairman for a while, and also gave Frida a glass of sweetened juice.

The little girl with cherry blossom-colored twin tails was quite cute, her clothes were adorable, and she was very polite. After arriving here, she expressed her gratitude to Senju, which reminded him of the fairy soldiers from his childhood (namely, Koryu and Tiathe, though they've all grown up now). He then gave her more cake, bread, and dried fruit, which the little girl ate with elegance, and she was quite adorable.

While chatting idly, the old chairman looked at the items on the shelves and then offered some advice, "Mr. Senju, no one here can afford these props. It would be better to open a shop in the noble district. Besides, you should package them properly."

"Whether I can afford it or not doesn't matter. I'm happy as long as I'm happy. If I meet someone I'm destined to meet, I'll even give it away for free. Besides, packaging is too much trouble," Senju said casually. Finding the old man rather boring and speaking in a 'refined' way, she pointed to the shelf and let him admire it himself. Senju then went to tease the little girl next to her, "Frida, is the cake delicious?"

"Mmm, it's really delicious! I've never tasted anything like it before. Where did you buy it?" The girl ate elegantly, but her eyes narrowed with joy. Senshou shrugged and started eating cake too. "I made this myself. Enjoying delicious food is one of my pleasures."

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"Made by yourself? Why not just have a chef make it?" Frieda seemed a little puzzled. It seemed that the division of labor here was quite 'clear'. But Senju didn't think it was impolite to have multiple skills. She shrugged. "Nothing made by others is as safe, reliable, or reassuring as something you make yourself. Besides, it's also a kind of fun for me. By the way, Frieda, what do you usually like to do?"

"It must be counting money," the little girl said with a blissful smile as she elegantly ate her cake. Senju was speechless for a moment; this was a little money-grubber. The little money-grubber continued, still engrossed, "Not only counting money, but I also love saving it. The heavy weight of the bag makes me very happy, and the clinking sound of gold coins is the most beautiful thing~"

"Uh," Senju was speechless for a moment, then thought for a moment, took out a small bag, shook it, and it jingled inside. "You can take this and play with it."

"What's this?!" Frieda's ears twitched, and she immediately looked at the small bag. It was full of gold coins! Her hand involuntarily reached for it. "Wallet? Why would you give me a wallet? Although I like money, I won't just take other people's things."

“No, this is for you to rent. You can hear the clinking of gold coins every day. The monthly rent is only 10 small gold coins,” Thousand Hands said, gesturing with his hands. Frieda was so startled that she threw her wallet on the table. “Ten gold coins to hear the sound?! This is too expensive. You even sell the sound. You’re squeezing oil from a stone! I can’t accept it.”

"Really? Let me tell you about it. This thing is also a magical item called Endless Gold Coins. If you carry it with you, you can not only hear the sound of gold coins coinciding, but it also absorbs magic power, forming one or two gold coins every day—either large or small," Thousand Hands explained. Frieda's eyes immediately lit up. "If I carried a hundred of them with me..."

“A hundred? You don’t want to live anymore? One of them can drain all your magic power. And it’s not as powerful as you think. One is worth a thousand gold coins. But with that money, you might be able to make more money through business activities,” Thousand Hands said helplessly, flicking her forehead. Frieda, however, held her wallet tightly. “You’re right. With that much capital, you can indeed make more money through business activities.”

But looking at the little hand clutching the money pouch, it wasn't convincing at all! The old chairman next to him got excited for a moment, then quickly declined, "No, how dare we take something so precious? Please, Mr. Senju, take it back."

"Take it. In this world, no one has ever dared to refuse my favors." He released a slight amount of pressure, and the old guild master looked frightened and dared not say more. Did this nobleman's relative also have his eye on his granddaughter?! Senju shrugged. He was giving it to this cute little girl; what did it have to do with this old geezer?!

With her money bag in hand, Frieda, under the guidance of Senju, began her journey of turning money into cash. She opened the bag and looked inside; there was really nothing there, only sounds. Then, she used her mind to imagine the flow of heat into her body, followed by the outflow of magic power. The amount wasn't much, but Frieda was overjoyed to see two small gold coins fall out of the bag.

Seeing the excited Frieda, Thousand Hands waved his hand, and several orbs of light floated in the air. "Frieda, would you like to be my apprentice? You can become a magician."

"What is this?" Frida looked at the ball of light curiously, while the old guild master next to her gasped. This person knows magic, he is indeed a noble. I wonder why he came here. Is it related to the changes in the central government? Thousand Hands waved his hand, and the ball of light stopped in front of Frida. "This is magic. Once you learn this, you can use the magic power in your body and you won't have to worry about being devoured by magic power."