Offer blocks to the end times

However, the previous temple chief would sell pregnant priestesses directly, while the current high priest ignores this place. In fact, many priests and priestesses don't care about this place. If they die, no one will know. With a slight use of dream magic, Senju discovered that all the priests in the dream were also far away from this place. The high priest in the dream was looking at this place and thinking about whether he should reduce the number of people.

In reality, the temple here looks magnificent, but it's actually on the verge of bankruptcy. The temple's main source of income is the offerings from nobles. Of course, these offerings aren't free; only the families of the priests who serve here in blue robes provide them. However, most of the priests in blue robes have now gone home or to the central temple, leaving only worthless individuals here, so the offerings have naturally decreased.

Moreover, with most of the blue-robed priests leaving, the gray-robed priests who originally served them were left here, numbering about sixty or seventy. A mere temple couldn't even afford to support all of them. Of course, this was on the premise of maintaining the dignity of those high-ranking priests. If they lived the lives of commoners, the priests here could live quite well. However, those people would not give up their dignified lives for the sake of 'servants,' so in the end, the number of useless servants had to be reduced.

"Well, the method to reduce the number is simple: sell the gray-robed priests without owners to nobles, and reduce the food supply at the orphanage. After that, the number of people will naturally decrease," the high priest thought without any burden.

Chapter 1972 Despair Again

"The cruel classical society," Senju sighed, sensing the emotions in the dreams of those around him. They seemed to think that treating 'servants' this way was normal. In the orphanage, children under seven were not treated as human beings. Senju sighed helplessly. Was this what they meant by 'the world is wrong'? It was just too oppressive.

Unfortunately, the minds of those gray-robed priests and priestesses were already fixed. Trying to change their minds would be tantamount to erasing them. Thousand Hands was too lazy to care about these people. He just wanted to save the children. With a wave of his hand, countless shadowy monsters wrapped up dozens of children from the orphanage and teleported them away.

The location where they reappear is, of course, the magic academy. The living environment here is better, but they still can't escape the clutter. Children without talent will be trained as staff members. Hmm, it feels similar to the one in the temple.

Shui Ling gave the children a warm bath, and Shu Ling made them some simple clothes. However, they were still dazed and confused until food was brought out, at which point they reacted and pounced on the food like hungry wolves.

Here, Thousand Hands used the Shadow Demon to sense the surrounding situation. There were quite a few orphanages in this world, but the conditions were not good. In the better ones, the orphans were used as slaves, and in the worse ones, they were used like cattle and horses, and their food was worse than that of pigs and sheep. After all, farmers would not want pigs and sheep to die. However, in the orphanages, it was common for children to starve to death. After all, there was no such thing as 'adoption' in this world.

Even the better orphanages—well, the monsters haven't discovered them yet—there aren't any good orphanages here. After all, even if there are 'kind-hearted' nobles, they don't know that 'orphanages' exist in the world, and ordinary commoners are struggling to make ends meet themselves, so they simply don't have the power to help others.

The Senju faction does have some power, which is perfect for us, but they're not a charity, and we have to sign a 30-year work agreement. So, it's not a good place for them.

In any case, he began his collection journey over the next few days. There weren't many orphans here; after collecting throughout the country, he only found a few thousand. Thousand Hands also grabbed a few dozen priestesses who were about to be sold and put them here to take care of the children. Food and shelter could be created directly with magic.

However, while he was doing this, Senju suddenly felt a signal return. Myne's life was in danger, which made him frown. Myne's condition appeared before his eyes, and Senju also learned about her situation over the past few days.

A few days ago, Myne was carving wooden tablets with the dagger her father gave her at her baptism. She finally made a bunch, but then realized she didn't have any materials to make ink. If Senju had a choice, he would go to the forest to find colored plants, petals or something, and then extract the color.

But Myne was different; her first thought was wood ash. Unfortunately, this was of great use in daily life, so Eva wouldn't allow it. Myne had no choice but to painstakingly collect the black 'coal' that had been left on the stove, but unfortunately, it was insoluble in...

The water-based 'ink' was unusable, so she spent a lot of effort mixing 'coal' and clay to create 'black chalk'.

Holding the black sticks that could be used to write, Myne happily went home. But when she wanted to write something, she discovered that the bamboo slips she had left at home were missing. When she asked her mother, she learned that the bamboo slips she had worked so hard to make had been burned as firewood.

Hearing this, Myne's hopes were also burned away. She still cried out, saying that it was done to record the stories her mother told. However, Eva did not understand Myne's meaning and said with a smile that she could tell the story again if she wanted to hear it.

Unable to communicate, Myne instantly despaired, her magic went berserk, and she collapsed. Even Eva couldn't laugh at the sight.

"Oh dear," he shook his head helplessly, then activated the settings left in the ring. Strands of magic were absorbed, but Myne was still feverish and unconscious. Eva quickly put her daughter on the bed and looked at her with concern, but that was all she could do. They didn't have the money for medical treatment.

After worrying for a while, she went out, while the clay board at the head of the bed turned into light and entered Myne's sea of ​​consciousness. Her consciousness was in great pain, her soul was being eroded by countless magical forces. But at this moment, she found that the heat around her suddenly disappeared and a clay board was floating in front of her.

"A book," Myne vaguely reached out, looking at the floating clay slabs. "The only book I successfully made. So, I still have hope that I can make a book again. What are these words?"

Her eyes widened instantly. Countless golden words appeared on the clay board floating in front of her. She snapped out of her dream, "What is this?!"

"The Tablet of Destiny," the clay tablet flashed with golden light, and Myne instantly recalled a lot of information. "The Tablet of Destiny?! The great treasure of Uruk mythology, the ultimate power to rule the world and the supreme god? Why is it here?"

"It brought you here," the clay tablet flashed, revealing a scene. In her previous life, when Myne was killed by a pile of books, this clay tablet was among them. After being stained with her blood, it protected her soul as it soared into this world and entered Myne's body. Well, all of the above is fiction.

But Myne didn't know that. Only then did she realize why she was there, and she threw a tantrum at the clay slab, "I don't want to be here! Take me back! Even if I die, I want to have books with me!"

“I can’t do it,” the clay slab flashed again. This time, the scene showed the Destiny Slab shattering as it fell into this area, leaving only a golden light. Then the scene shifted, and Myne was making a clay slab. The golden light flew in and turned into a finished clay slab. Only then did Myne 'understand', “So that’s how it is. But why is it appearing now? Am I going to die?”

"No, you still have destiny," the clay tablet shook, and then the writing on it changed to the following.

Change the course of world civilization and earn points.

Simple shampoo, 5 points

Knitting method, 2 points

Papyrus, failure

Parfum cake, 5 o'clock

Clay board, failure

Bamboo slips, failure

Carbon clay pen, 1 dot

“13 Destiny Points, redeemable for: 10 Beginner Meditation Techniques, 1 Low-Level Magic Stone Item,” a line of text appeared below the clay board. Myne was somewhat engrossed in reading it, though she was actually looking at the words. It wasn't until the clay board flashed in her eyes that she covered her eyes and rolled around in her mind, crying out, “Ahhh, my eyes!”

Chapter 1973 The Clay Board Deception

"Please take this seriously, this concerns your life," was the sentence that Myne saw after she stopped rolling around there for a while, but she didn't care. "Anyway, no book can be made in this world, so I might as well die."

"Is that so?" The clay tablet dimmed for a moment, then the handwriting changed. "Host's will detected. Initiating unbinding. In order to preserve the spacetime coordinates, preparing for a divine strike. Spell: Calamity Flame Descending from the Sky. Target: Allen Fester..."

As the clay tablet spoke, an image appeared—an aerial view of the town. A massive magic circle slowly materialized on it. Myne, standing nearby, stared in disbelief. "Wait, wait, why destroy the town?!"

"For spacetime to function properly, the singularity needs to be eliminated," the clay tablet calmly displayed the words. "Don't worry, the Calamity Fire will instantly obliterate Allenfest without causing any pain."

"Wait, I don't want to die! And I don't want everyone to die either!" Myne shouted immediately. The handwriting on the clay tablet changed: "Unbinding process canceled, divine power recovered, spell deactivated. For your safety, please exchange for the following items."

Then, the previous list of redeemable items popped up again.

"What is this meditation technique for? Is it for magicians?" Myne looked at the two items with some curiosity. Then, words popped up below the form: "Meditation Technique, Function: Controls the circulation of magic power (heat flow) within the body, preventing magic power from devouring the soul. Low-level magic stone item: Absorbs magic power within the body, preventing magic power from devouring the soul."

"Magic? Heat?" Myne wondered for a moment, then realized, "Could it be that the heat within me is magic? Am I a magician? By the way, can magic turn into books?"

"Papermaking, 100 points; Copying, 100 points; Printing, 100 points," the clay tablet displayed calmly. Myne pouted slightly. "Sigh, isn't that too expensive? Can you make it cheaper? How about one point?"

The clay board didn't react. Myne looked at it helplessly, then a lightbulb went off in her head. "By the way, if I make paper, will that make a difference?"

"Yes," the clay board displayed calmly. Myne muttered to herself for a while before exchanging for the spell. This relieved Senju, who was manipulating the text display behind her. Sigh, she had been lying to a child. But it was good that Myne had returned to normal. After adding a simple intelligence to the clay board, Senju exited the interface.

Looking at the children in the school, Thousand Hands couldn't help but rub his temples. These children all looked dazed. Because they hadn't received any guidance or education, they seemed somewhat like wild beasts. Fortunately, there were many magical 'teachers' here, which kept the situation under control. Among these thousands of children, only nineteen had magical powers. It felt like this place was rather ordinary.

"Let's build a town around here," Qian Shou thought for a moment and then discussed it with several teachers. They thought it was a good idea. With their elemental creature abilities, building a small town would be quite simple. However, these children would need some time before they could live independently, and they would need someone to take care of them for the next few years.

Senju casually created a few hundred 'spirits' to take care of the children, but unfortunately, this became somewhat limited when expanding the area. After seeing the future scene of this place being completely razed, Senju became too lazy to make any more.

Afterwards, Qian Shou returned to the shop and checked the Dream Crystal Ball. It was still running smoothly. However, the children did not reveal what was inside. After all, the children were half-awake and half-asleep in the dream. Although they had a clear mind, they forgot the human self-protective emotions such as fear and timidity. Of course, even if the children said that they were dreaming, how many parents would care?

Then, Thousand Hands listened to Belle's report on the recent situation. He wanted to hear the temple's reaction after discovering the children's disappearance. However, Belle's report was, "Master, everything is normal in the town. Nothing unusual has happened."

"Is that so? It really isn't worth paying attention to," Thousand Hands shook his head. It seemed that the temple didn't care about those children at all. Maybe they were even glad that it relieved their pressure. Well, maybe there were some rumors, but who would be so blind as to mention it in front of the nobles?

Senju took the mirror and pointed at it, then saw the interior of the temple. The high priest there had a very calm expression; it was impossible to tell his mood! After adjusting the spell, Senju asked the high priest for his opinion on the children's disappearance—of course, this was a question about their souls.

The high priest's reply was quite calm: "The disappearance of those orphans has relieved the burden on the temple. This may be the work of some kind of magical beast, so we need to be careful. However, there are too many gray-robed priests now. We can use this as an excuse to temporarily close the orphanage and sell some of the gray-robed priests. This way, the temple can make a smooth transition."

"Tsk, a big shot," Thousand Hands shook his head. It seems that in the High Priest's mind, maintaining the dignity and power of the temple is the most important thing. Well, that's a matter of personal perception, and he couldn't be bothered to care. He'd just wait and see what those high priests would become if no gray-robed priests were around.

Meanwhile, on Myne's side, there's a cute little boy named Lutz trying to win her over. He holds up a wooden slip and promises Myne he'll help her. Myne is very grateful and then cheers herself up, vowing to make paper.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, Myne got out of bed. She circulated the meditation technique once, and her fever subsided. Her strength increased significantly, and she felt warm all over. Then she started jumping around.

“Myne, lie down for a while longer,” Eva said, still a little worried seeing her daughter so active. But Myne was waving her hand. “Mom, don’t worry, I’m completely better now. Lutz, thank you. I’ll take you to see Uncle Ott tomorrow.”

"Thank you, Myne," Lutz said excitedly, while Senju was speechless. He thought they were dating, but it turned out they were talking about a deal? He felt speechless. After reviewing the records, Senju understood why Lutz had met with Otto; he wanted to become a traveling merchant.

Ott was the gate guard who taught Myne to write. Before becoming a guard, he was a traveling merchant. Myne had helped him a lot, including with accounting, assisting in teaching prospective guards, and helping with administrative tasks. So Ott was very respectful to Myne, and Lutz could ask the guard for advice through Myne.

Thinking back to Lutz's ideals, Senju rubbed his forehead helplessly. He had clearly prepared a path for him to become an extraordinary bard, but in the end, he turned back into a merchant. Wasn't this the same as his original fate? Cough cough, no, what Senju meant was that it was such a waste.

Chapter 1974 Moving

Although Senju was criticizing Lucci's choice, there was nothing she could do. She had erased the memory of teaching the two of them their skills because she was somewhat disappointed in Myne. Lucci had no other choice.

"Hmm, I need to find a chance to get Lutz to activate the necklace," Senju thought, sensing the location of the morin khuur necklace. Then he rolled his eyes. The necklace wasn't on Lutz, which made Senju rub his head. "Seriously, I'm a little annoyed."

Upon leaving the house, Senju walked in the direction he sensed, and then found himself in a dilapidated general store.

Having found the necklace, and holding it in her hand, Thousand Hands asked the old shopkeeper, "Where did this come from?"

"A red-haired kid brought this to sell. What? You're interested? Such a nice necklace, how about a small silver coin?" The shopkeeper smiled slyly, and Qian Shou rolled his eyes. "A small silver coin, I don't know how many copper coins he paid for it, but never mind, here you go."

With a flick of his wrist, a small silver coin embedded itself in the table in front of the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper was startled and couldn't laugh at all, staring at the buzzing coin stuck to the table.

Senju left with the necklace. Turning the necklace around, Senju realized what had happened. Lutz took the necklace home, but his brother snatched it away and sold it for money. Seeing this, Senju couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Life's opportunities, what a load of bull."

Turning the necklace around, Thousand Hands walked towards the shop. He encountered many people on the way, probably because it was springtime. There were many people on the streets, and correspondingly, a pungent smell appeared in the city. Smelling the surrounding smell, Thousand Hands' face was not good. He decided to move and live in the forest outside the city.

Back home, Senju instructed Belle to pack up, and he also began packing up his props. A dozen minutes later, the place was empty, with tables, chairs, and other items stuffed into his spatial pouch. He closed the door, wrote two large characters on it, "Closed," and the two left the city.

"Phew, the air outside is so much better," Senju breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the city. Seeing that it was getting late, he began to build a house. There was a good thing here: the seed of the tree that had absorbed magic power and the life force of the soil to grow rapidly. The tree was called the Tornado Tree, and the fruit was called the Lulu Fruit.

Of course, in the eyes of the people here, the Lulu Fruit is something like a water balloon. If you throw it at someone, it will break and then soak them with water. It is a prank prop used at the Star Festival.

However, these water-ball-like fruits harden rapidly after being infused with magic, then sprout and grow quickly, becoming Tornado Trees that plunder nutrients.

Senju was holding a hardened Lulu Fruit, but it had been infused with a special spell and magic. He then threw it forward, and a two-story building appeared there, complete with its own fence.

The trees, which could originally grow indefinitely, were transformed by the Thousand Hands into convenient building seeds. In addition to small houses and villas, there are many other types, such as towers, bell towers, and temples. It feels a bit like playing a game. Unfortunately, these buildings cannot be easily recycled back into seeds.

Even if it becomes a building, this tree is still 'alive'. It can not only produce seeds of the same type of building, but also continuously produce ingredients similar to flour. Of course, its ability to infinitely absorb the life force of the soil is limited.

After the small building was built, it was time to put things in it. Of course, this task was left to Bailey. Thousand Hands was making minor adjustments to the small building. For example, the wooden door at the entrance was replaced with a transparent organic door. Well, from the outside, it looks almost like glass, but its flexibility and sturdiness far exceed that of glass.

The windows were treated similarly. In addition, there were wooden faucets in the house, which were filtered by the trees to absorb groundwater. Wastewater and waste were also absorbed by the trees and turned into special nutrients and returned to the earth. Of course, what pleased Senju the most was that there was a toilet here, so he no longer had to smell the stench of the city.

After making some minor adjustments, he arrived in front of the small building. A fence enclosed a large lawn, and the trees that were originally there had all been swallowed up by the tornado-shaped wooden structure, leaving only a beautiful lawn. Of course, this lawn was also part of the building.

Stepping on the ground, the grass on one side quickly transformed into a patch of loose soil surrounded by rock-colored wooden planks. Then, Qian Shou took out various flowers and started a small garden. These flowers were the ones he had initially acquired, and they hadn't withered even after a whole winter.

After finishing the small garden, I stepped on the ground and saw 'water pipes' and 'faucets' popping up. These are all extensions of Tornado wood. Later, the small table and stools in the yard, the sunshade flowering trees, were all parts of Tornado wood. This building has a lot of capabilities.

After everything was done, it was already evening, but it wasn't dark here. Lights were on in the small building, and bright orbs of light shone on the fence. It's even more convenient than modern buildings.

Clap your hands, the lights go out, and Thousand Hands sits in a rocking chair in the courtyard, looking at the stars in the sky. Stars are the most difficult things to understand. Almost every world has stars, but they represent different things. The stars in this world are celestial bodies in the ordinary sense.

Looking at the thousands of stars, my thoughts wandered within a few dozen light-years, but within such a small area, there was no other planet with life.

However, wandering through the starry sky really takes a lot of time. Although it was just a consciousness and the speed was a hyperspace jump, it was three days later when Senju woke up again.

He glanced around at his surroundings, mainly at Myne's, and rolled his eyes. Myne had been lying in bed again these past few days because she was so happy to have obtained the Clay Board System, making all sorts of things and even begging to exchange points for a few sheets of paper.

Then, when she ran to the bookstore with the papers, ready to do odd jobs, she was stunned to find that the bookstore was closed. Her expression must have been something like this (⊙⊙), right? She had clearly met the requirements, but...

The place to redeem the prize is gone! Myne is heartbroken.

Overwhelmed by shock and disappointment, she developed a fever again and was carried home by her mother. Eva still didn't understand her daughter's thoughts, thinking that Myne had been neglecting her health these past few days, doing this and that, and was too tired, resulting in a relapse of her old illness.

Lying on her hospital bed, Myne was once again rolling around in her mind's eye. Utterly bored, she suddenly had a brilliant idea: she began calling out within her own consciousness, "Give me a book, give me a book, give me a book..."

Chapter 1975 Deception + Deception

Seeing Myne's current state of reverie, Senju manipulated the clay board to flash, and a phantom appeared on one side, which was Myne's home and library from her previous life. Then a line of text appeared: "Previous life illusion construction, 500 points, illusion roaming, 100 points."

"The library! My books!" shouted Myne, lunging forward—of course, she passed right through it. After tumbling around in the consciousness space for a while, Myne lay on the ground, pounding the floor, "Why?! They were right in front of me!"

"Insufficient points," the clay slab vibrated. "You can gain points by changing the progress of civilization and inventing items that have never appeared before."

"It feels like a game," Myne muttered after complaining for a while, sitting up and looking at the clay slab. "Are there any quests? Most games have main quests, right?"