Chapter 361: Chapter 309: Mr. Noble’s Doubt
Only three days left!
White Light’s expression became much more serious.
He picked up the book titled "Knight Training Methods" in Faser language, then walked indifferently in front of the Scarred Knight, drew his sword, and pointed it at the knight’s throat, "Your life is mine now, I can kill you at any time."
Seeing this, Lin Ke nodded in satisfaction, his body transforming back from the true form of the Flame Demon, and gestured to Andor, "Let’s go."
White Light is indeed a promising talent who can help him manage the Faser Plane in the future.
As for whether the Faser Plane is his now?
You’re joking.
I, Linke Azen, am rich!
Moreover, my father-in-law is the Insomnia Emperor!
The Faser Plane is just one of the Insomnia Emperor’s collections.
I’ll just pay to buy it!
The unique products of Faser are the magic world and the flora and fauna.
Faser is indispensable for Lin Ke’s future development plans, he must conquer it!
"Now, let’s take some interest for Teacher Ove’s revenge first..."
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Naseng, Azanen Territory.
An old farmer diligently finished a whole day’s work and was now drinking the newly produced "Lucky Flower Milk Tea" from the Great Wilderness Territory while watching a live stream at the announcement area.
Working until five and watching two hours of live stream before going home has become a habit for many of them over the past few months.
"Is Young Master Linke still writing today?"
"No, he’s writing songs... I really miss Miss Sophie’s voice!"
"But that book ’Notre-Dame Cathedral’ is really good!"
"I wonder when Lord Linke will draw the comic ’Little Pet Treasure’."
The old farmers sat in front of the announcement area, some gnawing on black bread, others drinking milk tea, chatting in groups of three or five.
Since the early years when Lin Ke enacted the "Agricultural Law" and "Land Reform Ordinance" and other territorial laws in the Azanen Territory, these farmers and commoners’ lives have been getting better and better.
Recently in the live streams, their Young Master Linke hasn’t been doing anything, unlike before when he would punch gods and kick dominators; instead, he’s been writing books, painting, and composing music.
They don’t mind, as there are many people, and watching the live stream is secondary; the main thing is they can gather together to chat and boast.
The old farmer holding the Lucky Flower Milk Tea found a spot to sit down and took a few sips of milk tea, which drew envy from another old farmer next to him.
"Pholteumis, is that milk tea from the Great Wilderness? I heard it’s really fragrant and sweet," said a nearby farmer with envy, his eyes glued.
Apart from him, several other old farmers nearby were also like that, staring straight and swallowing their saliva uncontrollably.
The old farmer named Pholteumis chewed on the milk jelly in his mouth and grinned, "It’s not bad."
"Where did you get that?" The old farmer next to Pholteumis asked, "How come you’re so rich?"
The lives of the farmers have greatly improved, but it’s still just from starving, with barely enough to eat and slightly decent clothes, to any surplus.
They still need to save money to earn a chance to live in Great Wilderness City so that their children and grandchildren can all become Great Wilderness City Residents.
Across Naseng, only they in Azanen enjoy this privilege!
In other places, moving to Great Wilderness City requires going through multiple selections.
"Money? It doesn’t cost money!" Pholteumis was stunned for a moment, then pointed towards the north of the city, "A new temple for Mr. Noble has opened there, and they say becoming a shallow believer can get you a cup of milk tea."
"What?!"
The old farmer next to him widened his eyes, and several others did the same.
The few farmers exchanged glances and then immediately jumped up from the ground, running towards the north of the city.
Don’t be slow!
Meanwhile, Pholteumis, with a gleam in his eye, took another couple of sips of milk tea and discreetly shook his head in satisfaction.
Only the ancients knew that Pholteumis was the divine name of Mr. Noble!
Count Linke taught me this method, and it’s really useful... Pholteumis thought to himself gratefully.
Previously, Lin Ke not only taught Mr. Noble how to change the scope of divine duties but also how to spread faith.
With just one simple principle: it costs nothing, believe as much as you want.
That’s the basics; additionally, Lin Ke gave Mr. Noble a tip.
If one person believes, they can receive an egg after becoming a shallow believer.
If that person brings another believer, both will receive an additional egg each.
This way, it spreads rapidly, ten become a hundred, a hundred become a thousand, it’s incredibly potent!
There’s even talk online about group buying for ten people or price-cutting for a hundred in faith spreading strategies.
With just one simple method, Mr. Noble, who has not progressed in hundreds of years, feels his faith has broken through to a new level.
Including the truth that "only by entering the lower levels can you understand what they need and gain faith," which Lin Ke also taught Him.
Unfortunately, the more people believe, the more Mr. Noble lacks money.
Even after investing savings accumulated over thousands of years, it is still a bottomless pit.
Now, Mr. Noble owes Xiangnai, who intends to become a Financial Goddess, several million.
This money, all fronted by Lin Ke...
Needless to say, Mr. Noble is now a staunch ally of Lin Ke.
Watching Lin Ke furiously writing in the live stream, Mr. Noble admired him greatly.
And at that moment, the deity’s divinity in his Soul Space suddenly twitched.
"Hmm? A new race of faith?"
Pholteumis, in his farmer guise, raised his eyebrows, consciousness sinking into the Soul Space, observing the divinity growing upon his bloodline, exploring within.
There, a boy from a humanoid race, with a long magic world behind him, was praying to Him.
"Great Mr. Noble, please grant me courage, in the future, I wish to become a noble with courage..."
The boy was devout, appearing to seek courage from Mr. Noble.
Wait...These are Faser People?!
He was aware of the Faser People, recognized by the magic world behind their heads!
Why is this happening all of a sudden...
Hold on!
Mr. Noble suddenly opened His eyes wider, focusing on the live stream.
In which, Lin Ke was writing a book, seemingly called "The Count of Monte Cristo."
Many had wondered why Count Linke would write books and compose music during noble assessments.
No matter how excellent the book, it wouldn’t elevate the noble assessment score!
If he loses, that would be unfortunate.
Of course, Linke supporters naturally argued, believing there was significant intent behind Linke’s actions.
And now, Mr. Noble seems to know something.
It should be known, that in the Faser Plane, the only positive relationship Mr. Noble had was with Count Linke.
Operating overtly to conceal a hidden strategy!
Count Linke in the live stream was just a facade!
"Looks like I should carefully hide this secret..."
Mr. Noble squinted slightly.
He even felt a little grateful to Lin Ke, though he didn’t know what price Lin Ke paid.
However, the increase in faith was indeed a good thing!
Thus, the delighted Mr. Noble Pholteumis proceeded to respond to his first believer from Faser.
"Courage is not something I can give... In fact, my followers, courage is the most noble trait a noble can possess, and it’s something you must discover yourself..."