Offer blocks to the end times

Judging from the frames the boys were carrying, Senju knew they were going to chop firewood outside the city. Dolly was carrying a basket, probably going to pick wild vegetables. But what was Myne doing with them? She was too weak; she could only walk a hundred meters before she was exhausted. Even with all the modern knowledge in her head, she would be a burden outside the city. Besides, those children looked familiar. Weren't they the same children she had delivered game to a few days ago? In addition, Senju remembered seeing them at the carpenter's workshop.

However, Senju then saw Myne staring intently in their direction, seemingly unable to shake off her obsession. Well, Senju appreciated that. She gently raised her teacup towards Myne, who was looking over. Myne instantly looked displeased, probably cursing the rich man in her heart. But she knew the situation and didn't impulsively come over.

Watching them pass by, Senju wondered what Myne was doing outside the city. Had she started making paper? As far as Senju knew, ordinary papermaking was very expensive.

The process involves first fermenting the plant fiber material, then washing out the fibers, crushing them, boiling them, and finally scooping them out onto a very fine sieve to dry. This is how paper is made. The quality of the paper is greatly influenced by the processing method.

Of course, everything needed in this process was beyond Myne's capabilities. After thinking for a moment, Senju put down his teacup, went out and slowly followed. Then he was speechless. The five children parted ways at the city gate. The three boys went to chop wood, while the two girls delivered something to their father. Then they went to rest in the guardhouse.

Senju watched silently for a while, smelling the surrounding scents. He decided that he should leave the city. Once outside the city, heading southwest for a bit, he would see a large river that flowed past the West Gate. The dock was over there; this was just a riverbank.

He casually broke off a stick, tied a line to it, and went fishing. As for the hook? Do magicians use hooks to fish? He extended his magic along the fishing rod and line into the water, creating a water prison spell.

As they waited patiently for the fish to swim in, Senju sensed that Myne was very agitated. Looking over there, Senju discovered that Myne had found the parchment documents that the guards were processing. Myne was pretending to be an ignorant child, asking her father what the thin white sheet with dark drawings over there was.

Then she learned what paper and writing were. However, knowing how precious paper was, she didn't whine for some. Instead, she wanted her father to teach her to read. Unfortunately, her father wasn't very literate, and he received a pair of eye rolls from his daughter. But a soldier next to her smiled and said he could teach her to write. He could even give her the slate she used for practicing calligraphy. Myne instantly became extremely happy, while her father looked pitiful and dumbfounded.

After that, Myne excitedly swayed back and forth. She did have a piece of paper, but she had carefully hidden it under her pillow.

Sensing the girl's joyful mood, Senshou nodded involuntarily. It seemed that she had started learning to read. After that, she would gradually become familiar with the characters. However, it was very difficult to learn a new set of characters. But young children learn characters the fastest. Now that the childish Meiyin was in her current state, she should be able to learn quickly.

Shaking his head, Qian Shou stopped thinking about it and lifted his fishing rod. There were a few fish and shrimp trapped in the water sphere below the line. After picking out a few of the larger fish and all the shrimp, Qian Shou started barbecuing right there.

First, the fish was prepared. The head, skin, and internal organs were removed. After rinsing it with a water sphere, only a few translucent pieces of fish meat remained. Then, salt and spices were rubbed on the fish meat, and a high-heat sphere was used to wrap the fish meat. In no time, the fish meat was thoroughly cooked and tasted extremely delicious.

In reality, although the process of making it by hand is complicated and wasteful, that's what makes delicious grilled fish. Just like in the TV shows, you just stick a wooden stick in the fish and grill it. The final product is definitely not something humans would want to eat.

Chapter 1954 Leisure

"Mmm, it smells so good. Magic is so convenient." While eating the grilled fish, Senju clearly strengthened his will not to give up his power. However, just as he was eating, he heard a noise from the side. Looking over, he saw several children watching him with their mouths watering.

Looking at the seven or eight pieces of grilled fish on the stone slab beside him, each weighing two or three pounds, and then at the five children in the woods, Qian Shou wanted to give them some, but didn't want to give them away for free. He waved to them, "You guys, come here, come here."

The children recognized Thousand Hands as the one who had divided the prey a few days ago. Thinking they would get something good again today, they came over happily. One of the children, however, was so oblivious that he reached out and grabbed the grilled fish. This displeased Thousand Hands. He knew very well how he could turn a favor into an enemy, and how he was ingrained in his thinking. He generally preferred to make deals, even if they weren't equal.

"Snap!" A spark of electricity struck the child's hand, and he jumped up instantly, crying out, "Ouch!"

"I never said I'd give these to you," Senju said, looking at the group with displeasure. The sparks earlier were just a lesson; their actual power was only that of an electronic igniter in a lighter. However, the light effect was frightening enough, and the children all looked scared.

"Alright, I'm getting a little tired of grilled fish. You guys find some fruit or something, and we can switch to grilled fish," said Senju, waving to the children. Honestly, bratty kids just ruin my mood, and there are bratty kids in every world and under every circumstance!

"..." The children stood there dumbfounded. The child who had been electrocuted looked at his hand in confusion, as if wondering what had just pricked him, but there seemed to be no change in his hand. "Fruit, right? It'll be here soon, so don't go back on your word!"

“Of course,” Senju nodded, and the children scattered. He shook his head and began to process the lively shrimp. He cleaned them with a whirlpool and then put them in a ball of water to cook them.

With a slight flick, the prawn was reduced to steaming white meat. Next came the ingredients. There were also plants with a ginger and garlic flavor, but their shapes were different from real ginger and garlic. One was leaves and the other was radish. Although the shapes were wrong, the taste was right. With a turn of the wind blade, a blood-red mixture appeared. The ingredients were clearly green and white, but it turned out like this.

After dipping it in the water, Senju slowly began to eat, and then started fishing again. Meanwhile, the children...

Zi also brought over various fruits, which were quite ordinary in shape. After taking a few, Qian Shou distributed the fish meat to several children, who excitedly began to eat it.

Senju was also eating fruit. As expected of wild forest fruit, it wasn't sweet at all, but rather very sour. After a few bites, Senju thought it was better to drink the fruit wine she bought from the general store. That wine, after being filtered and distilled again, had become a pure, pale yellow liquid, and tasted much better.

After taking a few sips, Senju stood up and left. The things over there were instantly taken over by a few mischievous kids, but he didn't care much. Instead, he used the fruit in his hand to cast a creation spell. Magic stones are a kind of matter, and fruit is a kind of matter. After decomposing and reconstructing, Senju obtained a green magic stone the size of a fist.

With his imagination and magic, the magic stone instantly transformed into a pistol—a kind of magic gun, with unlimited bullets when the magic power was sufficient. Hmm, it seemed rather useless. Shaking his head, he turned the magic stone into a pair of black fingerless gloves, and then he went home.

Back in the shop, Bailey was still writing furiously. Taking in her surroundings, she realized there were no customers again. She sensed Myne and saw her obediently acting cute in the guard room. Senju didn't know what to do for a moment. After thinking for a while, she decided to install an air conditioner. No, no, she should install a heater instead; that would be more practical.

The next few days were quite leisurely. Looking at Myne, she started preparing to make papyrus. Seeing her requirement for her sister—a very thick-stemmed papyrus—Senju was speechless. Still not giving up! And the way she made the paper was wrong! That one requires leaves!

In any case, Myne started her plan, but because her family was busy (her father, Junte, was guarding the gate, her mother, Eva, was working at the dye shop, and her sister was picking wild fruit outside the city), they were worried about leaving her, a weak child, at home, so she was sent to the nursery.

Of course, this nursery was just an old woman looking after a bunch of young children. The old woman didn't care about the children's fighting and making noise, but Myne couldn't stand it and tried to mediate, almost getting exhausted. The old woman just watched with a smile. After watching for a while, Senju felt sorry for Myne and then turned off the observation.

Looking outside, it seemed that everyone was starting to store food and firewood because of the cold weather. After all, there wasn't much convenient food and fuel in the winter of the ancient world. The shops next door were selling firewood by the cartload. Thousand Hands wondered if he should also put on an act, but looking at the fire elemental dancing in the fireplace, it seemed unnecessary.

Let's just pretend. Seeing the woodcutter unloading a cart of firewood and preparing to leave, Thousand Hands went out and asked about the price. A cart of firewood cost three large copper coins. It was all chopped wood, and it didn't seem expensive. So Thousand Hands ordered three carts, and the other party said they would be delivered tomorrow.

However, the woodcutter then offered to recycle the ashes from this place for three small copper coins per pound. Senju remained noncommittal. They even recycled ashes? But wood ash was indeed an important resource, its main component being potassium carbonate, and it also contained many other trace elements. It could be used as potassium fertilizer, and it could also be used for dyeing and disinfection. Especially here, it was a rare alkaline raw material that could be mixed with animal fat to make soap.

Watching the woodcutter leave, Senju pondered the possibility of promoting chemical industry in this world. Then he shook his head, thinking the possibility was extremely low. After all, the knowledge here was in the hands of nobles, and getting them to do the work was simply wishful thinking. Moreover, there was magic here, which could completely replace chemical industry to meet the needs of a very small number of people.

After muttering a few complaints to himself, Senju told Bailey to go to the back of the house to tidy up and prepare to put out firewood. He picked up the book Bailey had written and started reading. Well, at first it was normal, about the use of magic, hell magic and the like. But in the middle, Senju felt that this was a book from a forbidden library, with all sorts of blood sacrifices, offerings, and summoning demons, which was extremely dangerous.

After watching for a while, Thousand Hands casually made some changes: the blood became carrot juice, the flesh became roasted meat, and the bones became white radishes. As for whether it would have any effect, that was none of Thousand Hands' business.

Chapter 1955 Seeking One's Own Death

Just as he was rewriting the Hellish Nightmare Book into a Hellish Comedy Book, a magnificent carriage arrived outside. A man in gray clothes stepped out, uttered some blessings about gods, and then handed Senju an invitation. It was on parchment, and upon closer inspection, he realized that the temple master here was inviting Senju to visit the temple the next day.

After speaking, the gray-robed man left. Looking at the plaque in his hand, Thousand Hands muttered to himself, "A temple, huh? I wonder how this place differs from the ancient Papacy. I hope it doesn't disappoint, otherwise... hmph~"

With a cold snort, Senju tossed the sign aside, deciding to see what would happen the next day. The following day, Senju led Belle toward the North Gate, which led to the inner city and where the temple was located. It would be quite fun to take a demon around the temple.

Upon arriving at the temple, Thousand Hands nodded. The architecture was quite nice, a delicate white building that seemed to blend seamlessly with everything. There were gray-robed figures over there—well, they should be called gray-robed priests—waiting. These were considered servants of the temple. Above them were blue-robed priests, and above that were the temple's chief priests and so on.

However, the gray-robed priest seemed somewhat troubled as he looked at the two approaching. Senju, observing their thought process, realized it was all about etiquette.

What a mess! People usually have to ride in a carriage to show their status when they go out, but Senju didn't ride in a carriage, which made him feel a little contemptuous.

Thousand Hands rolled his eyes, but he understood why respectable people here traveled by carriage. It wasn't for any other reason than that the streets were often filthy, and if they stepped on it, their respectability would be compromised.

Although the gray-robed priest was inwardly flustered, he remained outwardly calm, seemingly having received excellent training. Led by the gray-robed priest, Senju and Belle followed into the long corridor, where the surroundings changed from simple to luxurious. When they arrived at a gate that could be considered extravagant, the gray-robed priest finally stopped. "High Priest, the shopkeeper named Senju and his maid have arrived."

As he spoke, the door opened, revealing a super luxurious room. There stood a fat man—no, a portly, 'kind-looking' old man in a white robe, dressed in extremely luxurious clothes. Behind him stood four gray-robed priestesses, all beautiful young women.

"What do you want?" Looking at the Temple Master's face, sensing his aura, and reading his thoughts, Senju felt that this Temple Master was going to die today. This guy actually wanted Senju to donate half of his family fortune, and the moment he saw Belle, he thought that Senju was going to offer Belle behind him as his maid. He was completely oblivious to his own mortality. He casually leaned back, and Belle placed a chair behind him and let Senju sit down.

Seeing Senju's attitude, the Temple Master's eyes widened, his fists trembling. He was thinking of executing Senju and seizing his property and maids. After all, according to some reports, his shop contained rare items worth tens of thousands of gold coins. "Insolent scoundrel, do you know who you are in front of?!"

"Who is it?" Senju turned to look at Bailey behind him, then at the person opposite him. "You fat pig, I don't care who you are. What do you want? If you don't, then just die."

"Damn it! Damn it!" The fat man was raging in a fit of impotence, then grabbed the bell on the table and started shaking it frantically. Senju was speechless. Wouldn't it be better to just shout? How could shaking the bell like this vent his anger?

As the bell rang, seven or eight grey-robed priests rushed in. The fat man pointed at the Thousand Hands and shouted, "Seize them! Today, I'm going to execute this bastard for blaspheming the power-saving system!"

"Clang!" The room shook as Bailey slammed her heavy axe into the ground, shattering a large section of the stone slab. Thousand Hands sighed helplessly, "Bailey, don't be so impulsive. Just knock her out."

"Damn it, damn it, do you know who I am?!" The fat man shouted as he watched the person who came in being knocked unconscious. At the same time, he raised his hand. Thousand Hands felt a magical power that could be used as a lighter gathering. It seems that this fat man is not a freeloader. He can even boil water sometimes.

Bailey, standing nearby, swung her axe-spear, sending him flying against the wall behind her with a flash of light. She also dispersed the magical power gathered by the temple master. The beautiful grey-robed nuns standing behind her screamed and shrank to the corner. Tables and chairs were overturned, porcelain shattered, and the scene was utter chaos. Bailey looked respectfully at Thousand Hands, "Master, may I eat him?"

“No, he looks too disgusting. If you eat him, I feel like you'll become disgusting too,” Thousand Hands shook his head. Belle respectfully agreed, while the temple chief over there began to howl, “Help! Someone is attacking the temple!”

Just then, a group of soldiers in armor entered. These were supposed to be real guards, but they were just ordinary soldiers equipped with elite gear. Belle simply swung her axe and spear, sending them flying. Senju remained seated, thinking to herself, "It's good to have power. That way, I can fight back when others oppress me."

"So, is there anything else?" Senju calmly looked at the temple chief writhing on the ground. Really, he had only been hit once, and he had completely lost his 'dignity', yelling and shouting like that. "Nothing else? Then, please die."

A small black flame flickered out and slowly drifted towards the temple master, who was now retreating in terror, crying out, "Help! Help! Don't kill me!"

At this moment, as if it had been rehearsed, a beam of light rushed over and formed a protective shield around the temple chief. However, what followed was different from what had been rehearsed. The black shield ignited the shield, and the temple chief inside was instantly burned to ashes. Then, Thousand Hands looked to the side and thought, "Hmm, this one is much more pleasing to the eye. Short blue hair, blue robe. Hmm, this is a man. His soul is somewhat cool, not indifferent."

Of course, this one looked furious. The glowing baton in his hand began to emit an even stronger black light, which then transformed into a longsword. He coldly stared at the Senju, "Who are you people?! Do you know what you're doing?"

"What are you doing? Just swatting flies, nothing serious. If there's nothing else, we'll be going now. We're still boiling water at home," Senju said casually, his eyes quite calm. He'd only cleaned up some filth for the world; no need for thanks. Speaking of which, since he'd come here, should he clean up the world while he was at it? Hmm, that sounds a bit like a villain's line. But there are no heroes in this world, only nobles!

Chapter 1956 Temple and Myth

"Pay the price for what you've done!" Thousand Hands' words clearly added fuel to the fire. With a flick of his black light sword, the opponent lunged forward, but unfortunately...

Although he is considered top-tier here, his magic power and physical skills are quite weak. In fact, even Myne cannot match his magic power.

Bailey simply swung her axe-spear, and the resulting wind pressure sent him flying, tumbling along the passage for over ten meters. Thousand Hands stood up as well. "Alright, let's go too. What a boring trip."

As he walked out, he saw the blue-haired priest using his baton to heal his wounds. He shook his head, and Thousand Hands raised his hand, the staff landing in his grasp. He gently tapped the ground, and a ripple spread outwards. "Memory Stealing!"

This magic was one he had seen in the book written by the succubus. Succubi often used it to modify human memories, and Thousand Hands found it very convenient to use. Instantly, everyone here had their data altered. The temple chief was killed in an explosion due to improper handling of the magic stone.

Once outside the temple, Senju put his previous plans aside and reiterated that he had come here to see how strong Myne's will was. Thinking about it, Senju felt a bit cold-blooded. However, if he sent people into this world, it would consider it an invasion and retaliate. Perhaps, at that time, Myne would be pushed to the position of world leader, just like Jeanne d'Arc. Speaking of which, even if she became Black Jeanne then, it wouldn't matter!

Casually thinking, Senju returned to the shop and lay there idly, glancing at Myne. Myne was happily holding a basket of grass stems, seemingly intending to use them to make paper. Unfortunately, she had clearly chosen the wrong material; papyrus was not made from this!

Moreover, just as she was humming a song and preparing to take the first step, Eva grabbed her and asked her to help her father. Their family was currently preparing for winter, or as they call it here, "winter season," or something similar.

Checking the sturdiness of the house and windows was an important part of the process. Well, although the windows were made of wood, they could still block the wind and snow well, provided that the windows were intact. Myne was sent by her father to check all the windows.

As clever as Myne was, she quickly noticed the problem: the hinges on the window were rusted beyond recognition. "[Dad, the nails on this hinge are broken.]"

“…” Looking over there, Günter paused for a moment, then said uncertainly, “This one is still usable.”

"No, this won't do!" Looking at the window, which was almost rotten from the embroidery, Myne complained. She stood on a chair and shook the window a few times. Then, the lower hinge of the two hinges on the window panel broke. Her father stared at the swaying window with a pale face. "Myne, Myne."

“See? It’s broken. It won’t hold up in the winter,” Myne lectured from her chair, then pointed to a broken window. “Come on, Dad, fix it.”

"Myne, go help your mother," the father said, but instead of moving, he sighed and lifted Myne off the chair. Myne was a little confused; was it because she had pointed out her father's mistake? She shrugged. "I'm here to keep an eye on Dad. It can't just sit here like this, all broken and tattered. It needs to be repaired so it won't break during the winter."

“There’s no money to fix everything. If Myne is here, everything will break down. Let’s go to Mom’s,” the father said wearily. Watching the scene, Senju sighed. “Behind the rich, meat and wine go to waste while the poor freeze to death on the streets.” But here, there are no frozen corpses at the gates of nobles. Commoners are not allowed to approach the gates of nobles. Although they live in the same city, they are divided into two parts by the city walls.

Speaking of which, should I sponsor some nails? It seems that ironware here is quite valuable; even the city guards can't afford it.

Seeing that Myne was going to do housework today, Senju waved her hand and turned off the surveillance view. Looking around, she realized that she was not prepared at all. The firewood she bought was placed in the back, the 'refrigerator' was full of meat, and there were dozens of bags of flour in the kitchen. Unfortunately, there was no rice here. She also put in a lot of other ingredients. Apart from that, the only seasonings she had were salt and herbs. There was no soy sauce, vinegar, or any other sauces.

After commissioning Bailey to make a similar product, she took the money and went out to find usable raw materials. Meanwhile, Senju was preparing winter supplies, like candles, just like Myne's. The best material here is beeswax, which is honeycomb. After processing, it becomes excellent candles. Unfortunately, Senju didn't have any prepared, and he didn't want to make tallow candles like Myne's family.

After thinking for a moment, he thought of modern candles, which are made from paraffin wax, a product of petrochemicals. That was obviously not a good idea either. After thinking for a while, Senju realized that he could still make one or two candles without using magic. He simply added hydrochloric acid to soap to obtain stearic acid, and candles made from this material were also bright and smokeless.

After thinking for a while, Thousand Hands started to work. With a wave of his hand, a small pile of firewood turned into white powder, which then quickly condensed into hundreds of white candles. Damn, having magic and being able to use his hands directly must mean he has nothing better to do. Besides, those two bars of soap were something he painstakingly made himself. But to be honest, he really does have a lot of free time.

After a moment of silence, Senju took out a book. It was something he had taken from the temple chief. It was very thick and large, with luxurious packaging. Gold and gems were inlaid on it, and it even had a lock. It was a great weapon for hitting people.

Upon opening it, I found it told the story of the gods of this world. Long, long ago, the God of Darkness lived a solitary life. After an unknown period of time, the God of Darkness met the Goddess of the Sun, and various events ensued.

After their love affair, the two gods married and gave birth to the goddess of water, the goddess of fire, the goddess of wind, and the goddess of earth. Finally, they created the world.

This part is quite normal, and it can even be connected to the formation of star systems in the universe, but what happens next is something that I really want to complain about.

The god of life (who appeared out of nowhere) took a liking to the earth goddess, the youngest daughter of the gods of light and darkness, and proposed to marry her. As a result, after the earth goddess became pregnant, the god of life became jealous of the unborn life and stole their power. This season, in which nothing can grow, is winter.

God the hell, the God of Life created winter! In other worlds, it was the God of Life who created spring and made everything sprout, but here he's a lunatic. Then, the God of Water washed away the ice and snow, allowing the children to sprout—this is spring. The God of Fire gave the children strength, making them grow strong—this is summer. In autumn, the God of Life regained his power and wanted to imprison his wife. The God of Wind desperately tried to stop him and reaped the harvest, but all three gods were powerless, and then came winter.

Chapter 1957 How to Process Pork

"What kind of nonsense is this?" After finishing reading the seasonal myths, Thousand Hands couldn't help but roll his eyes. As he continued reading, many more strange gods appeared. For example, a goddess of chaos had taken a liking to the god of darkness, and the supreme god was playing a threesome. The god of war also appeared, inciting the children to fight. There were also stories about how many followers the goddess had.

After looking at it for a while, Senju scratched his head. He did learn the names of the gods, their symbols, and their colors, but it didn't seem to make any sense. After a while, Senju put the book under the counter, then took out a magic stone and casually transformed it into a tablet computer. He thought to himself, "This kind of ever-changing material is really amazing. With imagination, it can achieve unscientific transformations."

Those who have experimented with it know very well that as long as you imagine the shape and function, even if you don't know the internal principle, the magic stone can be perfectly transformed into the imagined item. It can even conjure a nuclear grenade, of course, it also needs the magic power to release a nuclear bomb.

After playing for a while, he got a little bored, so he joined a chat group. This was a chat group he had created before that randomly invited people to join. It could automatically add people. Originally, there were tens of thousands of people in the group, but he had cleaned it up a few hundred years ago. Now it had grown to tens of thousands of people again. Qianshou also joined the group under a pseudonym.

However, because there were too many people, the messages were extremely chaotic, with thousands of messages per second. Even Qianshou was dizzy from watching them, making it impossible for many people to communicate properly. As a result, a large number of lurkers appeared. After watching for a while, Qianshou scratched his head and thought that he should find a few administrators. In fact, this random chat group had been established for more than ten years, and apart from kicking someone out once, he hadn't done anything at all!

After flipping through the list, he set up a few administrators to maintain order and kick out some unreliable group members. Looking at the administrators' voices after they were muted, Senju could feel the chaos in the hearts of countless people. However, well, it didn't have much to do with Senju. Hmm, set up a power-up mechanism for the administrators.

While he was playing, Bailey returned. She didn't seem to have bought anything, but in reality, she had put everything in the storage space. Then she went to the kitchen to start preparing the seasonings.

Hearing her start working in the kitchen, Senju put away her tablet, maintaining her aloof demeanor. Standing at the door, she looked at the other shops outside. The atmosphere here was deserted; there wasn't a single customer. Hmm, come to think of it, not selling anything isn't really her loss.