Offer blocks to the end times

She's abandoned all morals for the sake of books; a bunch of tasks suddenly appeared on the clay board.

Kill gods,

**point

Investiture of the Gods

**point

Overthrow the feudal aristocratic temple system.

**point

To create magic that ordinary people can cultivate.

**point

Reform agriculture/textiles/culinary arts/transportation industries, 5000 points

"...These are completely impossible!" Myne exclaimed again, then looked up, "Isn't there a papermaking task?"

Promoting paper, 500 points, plus an additional benefit, will be jointly hunted down by nobles, the parchment association, and the printing industry association; the current survival rate is 0.1%.

"How is that possible? It's just promoting paper, why is my survival rate so low?!" Myne shouted, and the clay board responded quickly, "Interest, plus, Myne has no identity or power, so the other side believes that killing Myne and seizing the formula is the simplest solution."

"Can you lower the difficulty a bit? I only need 100 points," Myne pleaded with the clay model. The clay model responded quickly, refreshing a row of library names and their prices. Myne was exasperated and then rolled around on the floor, "So many libraries?! I want them all!"

"..." Clay board was speechless for a moment. On the other side, Senju, who had issued the task, rolled his eyes. He was watching Myne to improve her willpower, but Myne's performance was too poor. However, her perseverance was good, but Senju didn't want to give up even once!

In fact, Senju is already considering transferring the world. Myne's performance is not as good as he wished, so Senju first went to find someone with a truly pure will. However, he also knows about the Dragon Ball clone's grumbling. In order not to lose face, he has to understand something. Fortunately, he accelerated this world. A year is only a day outside.

Thinking about it, he started flipping through his collection. This was his real collection. He remembered that there were quite a few Taoist books and magic books that could strengthen one's will. After flipping through for a while, he found several hundred books. "Let's take it slow. The first one will be this one: The Unmoving Heart Technique. Through countless eons, the mind remains unmoved, and the form is indestructible. The style of the book feels different."

As he flipped through the book, Qian Shou slowly became immersed in it. Speaking of which, he didn't have a major cultivation method yet. Hmm, he should take this opportunity to consider it. Unfortunately, he was stopped outside the defense line when he went to the prehistoric world last time. He felt that the power of the saints there was even stronger than that of the dimensional lords. Although he had quite a few cultivation techniques, their power level was too low.

Generally speaking, one should use a system to integrate multiple mental techniques to form a main mental technique. However, Thousand Hands' power has far surpassed that of the system. The techniques they have deduced are still insufficient for Thousand Hands. He can only wait until later to create his own mental technique.

However, he decided to calm his mind first. Thousand Hands became engrossed in the book and didn't know how much time had passed when he heard a knocking sound. Looking over, he saw Myne knocking on the fence gate. "Manager, so you're here! I've already made the paper!"

"Hmm?" Senju looked at Myne outside and was puzzled for a moment. After a moment of concentration, he realized that five more days had passed, Myne's condition had improved, and she had been inspired by someone to start making paper. Well, he was asking his little brother Lutz for help.

However, papermaking requires various tools, and Myne solved some of them with her intelligence. For example, she obtained the necessary nails by providing beauty and hair services to Otto's wife. Today, she came to the forest to obtain wood to make a steamer, but then she discovered a strange villa.

Then she peered through the fence and saw inside, and there she saw her most beloved book, and a familiar face reading there—wasn't that the shop owner she'd mentally cursed hundreds of times? She immediately banged on the door, shouting, "Shopkeeper, I've brought the paper over! Let me help you!"

"Sigh," Senju waved his hand, and the fence gate opened. Myne flew over from the other side. "Is there something you need?"

"Manager, didn't you say that if I made the paper, I could help out in the store? You can't go back on your word!" Mei Yin wasn't particularly surprised by the current situation; her only ambition was to become a librarian.

Moreover, this guy is willing to give up a lot for books—his determination, his integrity, he can give up anything.

After obtaining the book, she would become completely lazy and unambitious. Senju didn't want to see a lazy Myne, so she didn't want Myne to have it so easy. "Ahem, sorry, the bookstore has already gone bankrupt."

"Bankrupt?!" Myne was dumbfounded. The treasures inside were clearly worth tens of thousands of gold coins! Thousand Hands nodded, squeezing out a few crocodile tears. "That's right. A few days ago, while walking, I accidentally killed the Temple Master. They demanded a huge amount of compensation from me. All the treasures and books in the shop were stolen, and I was even kicked out of the city. *sobs*"

"Uh." Myne was somewhat speechless, then looked at the book Senju was holding. "So, shopkeeper, what are you holding? Can I take a look?"

"This? No way, this is the highest level magic book in our school, it can't be passed on to outsiders," Senju said nonchalantly, while Myne acted cute, "Shopkeeper, you said I have good aptitude, right? How about I become your apprentice?"

He casually released a beam of light that enveloped Myne, then Thousand Hands shook his head, "No, although you have good aptitude, you possess techniques from other schools, which I cannot accept."

"What? Techniques from other schools? Ah!" Myne was puzzled for a moment, then realized that she had exchanged for a basic meditation technique. "Um, Master, is it really not okay? I can do a lot of work, as long as I give you the book to read."

“No,” Senju shook his head firmly, looking at Myne’s pleading face. “I still have several books here that are the most important books in their respective schools. To protect these books from being stolen, I threatened to blow up the entire city, and only then did the temple give up. I absolutely will not let outsiders see them!”

Chapter 1976 Entering the City

"How could this happen?!" Myne exclaimed in disbelief, then smacked her head, "Idiot, idiot, Myne, you idiot!"

"..." Senju rolled her eyes. Wasn't she focusing on the wrong thing? Shouldn't she be questioning the statement about blowing up the city? And Myne didn't seem to care at all? Senju grew increasingly dissatisfied with Myne. Loving books didn't mean she was devoid of humanity. With a flick of her finger, Myne flew away, and an invisible hemispherical barrier appeared around the small building. "We'll talk about that when you've found yourself. Right now, I can't accept you. You're not welcome here."

"Why?!" Looking at her wish so close yet pounding against the invisible barrier, Myne cried out to the heavens, her heart filled with boundless depression. Hearing the noise, Lucci, who was sawing tree branches, ran over and saw the wailing Myne. "Myne, what happened?"

"No, it's nothing," Myne forced a smile. Although she was a bit discouraged, she didn't want to give up. After all, she still had her destiny! "Luz, let's continue making the steamer!"

“Hmm,” Lutz glanced at the small building and fence to the side, then went to deal with the sawn wood. Myne also perked up. It was just a small setback. Even if the world tried to stop her from making the book, she would not give up. Wiping away her tears, Myne embarked on her journey once again!

Looking at the two children outside, Qian Shou shook his head slightly. Although he often gave things away, he didn't have many opportunities. Since he had given up, then it was not meant to be. He could just watch. Looking at the two children playing outside, he continued reading.

He continued reading, and three more days passed. He had completely mastered the book. He briefly assessed his state of mind and realized it was indeed as solid as a divine crystal, seemingly unmoved by any hardship or temptation. However, a slight frown shattered his resolve. "This isn't the state of mind I want. A waste of time. Next book, 'Flowing Water,' shall we?"

Looking at the book, it makes a lot of sense. Water is formless and ever-changing. Although external objects may generate various vibrations and ripples, the water itself does not change, and correspondingly, one's state of mind will not change either.

After training, Senju felt much more cheerful. Hmm, although this cheerfulness was a bit fake, it was still much more cheerful. Senju looked outside, but Myne and Lutz were nowhere to be seen.

After a brief sensing, Senju noticed an additional contract on Myne's body. With a wave of her hand, Senju saw the contents of the contract: Myne had transferred the rights to the 'Simple Shampoo' to a person named Benno. In return, Benno would cover all the funding Myne and Lutz needed for papermaking before the baptism.

Myne has the power to make paper and choose the paper makers, and Lutz has the power to sell paper, but neither of them has the power to set prices or distribute profits.

"This contract, indeed, shows that the weak have no rights," Senju shook his head helplessly as he looked at the contents of the contract. He raised his hand as if to modify it, but then stopped. He thought that the other party was not a bad person. Well, since they had reached an agreement, he shouldn't be the bad guy.

After all, once the contract is signed, it will turn to ashes and disappear, and if the contract is violated, life will be taken away. If he changes it now, those people may be careful, and then they will lose their lives. After all, they don't know that the contract has been modified. Therefore, Thousand Hands decided not to modify it.

Thinking about it, I've cultivated long enough and want to stretch my legs a bit. But the commoner's area is too smelly. Let's go to the noble area instead. With a stomp of his staff, a hundred-meter-long fire dragon stood on Dragon Head Mountain, tapped slightly, and took off, flying towards the inner city.

But a little while later,

He arrived above the inner city. Below, chaos seemed to be brewing. Soon, dozens of knights flew up, shouting and surrounding the dragon, trying to drive it out of the city. However, no one dared to attack. After all, it was a monster over a hundred meters long, radiating immense magical pressure—a monster straight out of mythology! Who would dare lay a hand on it?!

"What do you want? Please don't block the way," Thousand Hands called out, seeing the knights and mages forming a circle around them. Only then did the surrounding people realize that there was someone standing on the dragon's head! They hadn't noticed it at all! Who was this person? How could they control such a monster? Most importantly, how did they get through the lord's protective barrier?!

"I am Sylvester, the lord of Allenfest! Who are you and why are you barging into the inner city without regard for etiquette?!" A winged white lion stepped forward, and the person on it shouted. Generally speaking, one should be more assertive, but unfortunately, everyone could clearly see the difference in strength between the two sides. The oppressive aura emanating from that monster made them feel suffocated.

"Oh? It's you. Hey, Sylvester, I'm just here for a stroll," Thousand Hands greeted from the dragon's head. Sylvester was surprised, then realized he recognized the man from the dragon's head—wasn't that the strange guy who killed his uncle?! The surrounding knights stopped and, realizing the man recognized his lord, breathed a sigh of relief. Probably, a fight wouldn't break out.

Of course, the lord's expression was somewhat strange. Although the two sides had reconciled, wasn't it a bit too ostentatious for him to come into the city like this? It felt like a provocation. However, looking at the comparison of the two sides' strength, he silently gave in. "Going shopping, Mr. Senju? If you don't mind, please come to my manor for a while. I have many things I would like to ask you."

"Well, maybe next time. I just want to wander around for a bit right now," Thousand Hands said casually, his blunt refusal leaving the group of 'reserved' noble knights around him dumbfounded. After all, this was an invitation from a lord, and the other party was being incredibly impolite! Although some wanted to get angry, the dragon's eyes flickered, and they felt their minds become very clear.

"Well, I'll look forward to welcoming you next time," the lord said, his expression not too good either. In fact, he had never been refused by anyone before. Well, actually, here, subordinates cannot refuse the requests of superiors; only superiors can refuse the invitations of subordinates. Thousand Hands' current attitude was completely ignoring him, the lord!

"Okay, you guys have fun, I'm going shopping now," the staff tapped the dragon's head, and the dragon vanished instantly. Thousand Hands floated down lightly, and the people around just watched silently, no one making a move.

"My lord, who is that person? That magical power, even royalty doesn't possess it, right?" The crowd asked their lord, their hearts filled with curiosity. After all, such a powerful individual had suddenly appeared. Could he be a high-ranking member of royalty? But none of them recognized him. Could he be a newly emerged noble from the central government where the coup had taken place?

Chapter 1977 Shopping

The lord shook his head, signaling everyone not to ask any more questions. "That's a strange fellow. His apparent identity is the manager of a magic item shop, but I don't know his true identity. As for his strength, everyone knows that, right? I hope you will all treat him with caution. I'm going to monitor him now. You should all go back and be prepared at any time. I hope there will be no need for a fight."

After saying that, he pulled on the reins, and the white lion carried him down into the air. Thousand Hands had already landed smoothly. The streets were relatively quiet. The spotless white stone slabs were free of dirt and pedestrians, with only a few carriages running on the road. These carriages were magical artifacts, while the carriages in the outer city were all ordinary ones.

Of course, when nobles travel far away, they ride flying magical beasts transformed from magic stones. Judging from the nobles alone, this world is an amazing magical civilization. Unfortunately, there are still many commoners who are barely making ends meet.

Looking at the mansions next to him, each one was a huge, luxurious garden apartment. The architecture and layout pleased Senju. Moreover, the further he went in, the more exquisite and luxurious they became. Senju wondered if his own home was a bit shabby. He was referring to his own home in his own world.

Although that castle building had its own flower forest and many other spaces, making it super convenient to use and allowing you to see various scenery without leaving home, it still didn't look as beautiful as this place. Shaking her head, Qian Shou resisted the urge to take all the flowers and plants here and continued to stroll around.

After wandering around for a while, Senju finally found a store that looked very luxurious. Judging from the sign, it sold weapons and magical items. Senju pushed open the door and went inside. The interior was very magnificent, and there were many items displayed in the gorgeous windows. As soon as Senju entered, a well-dressed waiter stepped forward to greet him. He seemed to want to say something, but Senju waved his hand slightly, and he wisely shut up and regretted it.

Looking at the armor, longswords, magical items, magical potions, magic stones, and other items, Thousand Hands shook his head slightly. The quality was just average. These magic stones could have been used to craft level 90 items, but here they were only level 5 items.

Perhaps it's because magic stones are too versatile that a proper forging technique hasn't been developed. However, there are some strange things among these items. For example, a flower that is sealed by magic and will never wither costs ten gold coins. That's outrageous!

Thousand Hands has exquisite gemstone flowers; not only are the materials precious, but they also have many functions. Most importantly, they are far more beautiful than real flowers, and each one only costs five...

Ten large gold coins.

“Tsk tsk,” Thousand Hands shook his head repeatedly as he looked at the items in the shop. He then glanced at the lord who had followed him in and said, “Sylvist, the level of magic in your territory doesn’t seem very high. You’re putting this kind of junk right here.”

"..." The shop assistant next to him seemed to want to speak, but his upbringing instilled in him the habit of not saying anything impolite. Besides, the person over there was a lord, and there was no place for him to interrupt a conversation between high-ranking nobles. Sylvester, on the other hand, remained calm. "The props in this shop are quite good and very popular. We sell several valuable items every month. I wonder how many props Mr. Senju has sold in his shop so far?"

"Haha, well," Senju chuckled dryly. It's better to just chat idly than hurt each other. He lightly patted his spatial pouch, and a holy sword flew out, radiating light and magic in the air. Senju smiled at the astonished lord opposite him. "I wonder if you have any items of this caliber around here?"

"What is this sword?" Sylvester was extremely shocked. A sword floating in the air—that was something even stronger than the kingdom's divine artifacts! "Could this be a sword used by a god?"

"Well, in a sense, it's a sword that slays gods," Senju casually said, making the expressions of those around him change drastically. He flicked the holy sword floating there slightly. "It's called, um, the Blade of Slaughtering the Undying. With this sword in hand, you can gain immortality and infinite divine power. Interested? You can take it for 100,000 gold coins."

After he finished speaking, a heavy silence fell over the shop. Seeing the solemn expressions on their faces, Qian Shou smiled slightly and said, "Haha, just kidding."

With a wave of his hand, the Thousand Hands General returned the Holy Sword to his spatial pouch. Then, he beckoned to the shop assistant and pointed to a shield made of gems and magic stones standing in front of it in a glass display case, saying, "Wrap up this shield for me."

"Yes, please wait a moment, sir. I'll call the boss over right away." The shop assistant remained calm and composed, his perfect manners pleasing to the eye. Then, a middle-aged man who looked much more mature appeared and bowed slightly to Qian Shou. "May I ask where you are from? We will deliver it to your door after it's packaged."

"No need, just give it to me," Senju waved his hand casually, and the lord walked over. "Is there anything special about this shield?"

"Hmm, very beautiful, very artistic," Senju said casually. The shopkeeper, of course, recognized the lord, but he had already been reminded by the shop assistant when he arrived, and was now behaving very politely. Then the two exchanged elegant pleasantries, which Senju watched with rolling her eyes. It was just a bunch of pointless, aristocratic chatter.

Fortunately, the conversation only lasted a short while before the other party said they needed to get the key to break the seal on the glass display case. Only then did Senju stop rolling his eyes. The lord looked at Senju and said, "Is that so? I wonder if Mr. Senju would be interested in building a magic workshop in the inner city? I can sponsor a place to open a shop."

“Forget it, I’m not interested in opening a shop right now,” Thousand Hands waved his hand casually, looking at the shop owner who came over to open the glass case. Thousand Hands continued to talk to Sylvester, “However, if you have any needs, you can find me in the forest south of the city. As long as the price is right, anything is negotiable. I can even make you a god.”

“Haha, becoming a god? I have no such aspirations,” Sylvester laughed heartily, now that he was relaxed. He then shook his head. The shopkeeper took out a shield and handed over a thick book. On the page open to Thousand Hands was a drawing of a shield with some explanations below. It seemed to be the Shield of Lens. “Sir, here is the shield you requested. Please record your identification so we can keep a record.”

"..." Senju glanced at the other party speechlessly. Didn't he see the atmosphere? Didn't he see that he was having a high-level conversation with their lord? Was he sent over to sabotage the conversation? He shook his head and didn't take the quill pen offered to him. Instead, he drew a line in the air, and the words 'Senju' appeared on it. Then, five large gold coins fell into the book. "Alright, the money is here. I'll come back again if I have the chance."

Chapter 1978 The Flow of Time

"..." Looking at the money casually tossed on the book, and the two gold characters on the book, the shopkeeper wanted to say something, but the lord raised his hand, and he respectfully bowed and withdrew. "By the way, I haven't thanked you for the magic item yet. With that, this year's harvest ceremony went very smoothly."

"A prop?" Senju was puzzled for a moment, then remembered, "Ah, you mean that? I forgot about it. It's an inconspicuous little thing. You can keep playing with it."

"No, although it may seem insignificant to you, the Prayer for Abundance ceremony could only proceed smoothly because of its existence. You are the benefactor of the entire Alenfest," the lord said excitedly. Thousand Hands was slightly embarrassed. Although he sensed something was amiss, he was too lazy to read minds. He was not afraid of change and even enjoyed it; that was his current state of mind.

"No, no, no, it's just a small prop. By the way, Sylvester, is there anything else interesting around here?" Senju said casually, while Sylvester was already thinking. "Interesting places? The Knights Order is holding its induction selection soon. Would Lord Senju be interested in watching?"

"The selection of the Knights?" Senju subconsciously shook his head. What was so interesting about watching a bunch of grown men wielding swords and spears? He'd rather go home and grow flowers. "Never mind, I have something to do. I'll head back now."

With a wave of his hand, he opened a portal, and the Thousand Hands walked out from there, while the lord on this side...

They were utterly dumbfounded. "Spatial teleportation? Even the elders of the Noble Council don't possess this level of skill!"

“That’s right. I never thought that humans could teleport so easily. Generally speaking, at most, they can only teleport goods or something,” the shopkeeper remarked. In fact, he was also a high-ranking nobleman, directly under the lord. “My lord, we can’t let such a talent slip by.”

"We can't let them go, can we? They're not someone our little Ellen Festan can afford to mess with," the lord sighed softly, then his eyes flashed with authority. "Remember to keep today's events a secret. I don't want anyone outside to hear any conversations in this shop."

“Yes, I understand, sir,” the shopkeeper bowed respectfully and withdrew. The lord looked at the space that had just been opened and said, “Senju, who exactly are you? Are you an incarnation of some god? Is this world about to be thrown into turmoil again? It seems we need to make some preparations. The Ellen Festan family needs even greater power.”

Back in the courtyard, Senju threw the shield toward the house. It immediately flew to the wall on the second floor and was then fixed there by countless filaments extending from the wooden wall. Under the sunlight, the shield suddenly emitted a mesmerizing glow, looking extremely beautiful. Senju couldn't help but nod, "Indeed, I wasn't wrong, it's a nice decoration."

After finishing this, Senju looked at Myne again, then remained silent for a moment. Myne had fallen ill again. It seemed that she had rejected him too harshly that day. Myne was extremely sad, and coupled with her desperate attempt to make the paper, she collapsed despite having a firm goal. She had been lying in bed for four days now.

"Seriously, that's just a child," Senju flicked his forehead, then glanced at Myne's sea of ​​consciousness, and rolled his eyes. Why was his own doll in there? And little Myne was even using it to practice her punches in her sea of ​​consciousness. Senju really wanted to complain!

While practicing her boxing, Myne talked to the clay tablet. The clay tablet now had its own simple artificial intelligence. While chatting with Myne, Senju looked at the chat history. Some of the chatter was about how the evil magician Senju was untrustworthy, some was about how the clay tablet gave her the magic formula, preventing her from becoming an apprentice, and some was about feeling guilty towards Lucci. They had clearly agreed to meet, but because she fell ill, Lucci's inquiry about the traveling merchant had to be postponed again.

However, speaking of traveling merchants, Lutz's original wish was to travel around. He could be a traveling merchant or a bard. Originally, the necklace provided by Thousand Hands had a subtle function. Later, if blood was dripped, it would activate the system. Unfortunately, he couldn't even keep the system's original necklace.

Then Thousand Hands looked at Dolly. This child, along with many other seven-year-olds, had been studying at the Dream School recently. She was slowly beginning to understand the meaning of words, books, and technology, and she had gained a better understanding of her sister's behavior. Unfortunately, the things in the dream were too strange for her to tell anyone.