Don't call me evil god

Chapter 157 The Reason Why We Must Protect

"I, I just got close to here, and then it told me..."

Brandon stammered, pointing to the table in front of him and explained:

"It told me whether I should consume knowledge points to exchange for the specified creation."

"I looked at it and saw that the item it provided looked like a loaf of bread. It also said that if I provided the raw materials, it would cost 0.1 points to redeem it."

"If there are no raw materials, the exchange cost will become 0.5 points."

"I...I just tried it."

“It, it it it appeared!”

Pete took a deep breath and tried to suppress his excitement.

He walked to another table, and as the light on the table lit up, he saw the same content as Brandon:

【Toast bread】

[Recipe: 300g flour, 30g dairy products, 50g poultry and egg products...]

[Material production: 0.1 knowledge points]

[No material production: 0.5 knowledge points]

[Number of times remaining to be made today: 3 times]

Lightly touch the countertops for material-free production options.

The same brilliant light flashed by.

A square of toast appeared, exactly the same as the one on Brandon's countertop.

“No wonder the Lord sent down an oracle and asked us to find the Altar of Creation. This is the place where He created miracles!”

Pete pointed to the neatly arranged circular tables in the lobby of the building.

"These - should be the creation altars indicated by the oracle."

Pete understood.

He was a little worried at first, as the initial stage of territory development was the most difficult because they only had people but no resources.

Especially the most important thing, food!
This is outside the border of the kingdom, and we can't buy food in the market like we can in the kingdom, let alone ready-made bread, bacon, jam and the like.

The problem of food will be the greatest difficulty in establishing a church territory.

But now, this difficulty no longer exists.

As long as they can get enough knowledge points, any believers of the God of Knowledge can directly exchange them for bread as food in the Altar of Creation!

It's not bad brown bread!
But it’s the soft, sweet and fragrant white bread!
More precisely:

This is what is called "Queen's Bread" after it is carefully fermented with ingredients such as eggs, milk, and honey.

This is a top-level enjoyment that only the great nobles in the kingdom can experience!
Not only will the difficulty in sourcing food no longer exist, but this miracle of bread will even become the most powerful source of "attraction" in the territory of the Church of Knowledge!
Pete's face was solemn and he said firmly: "There is no doubt that we now have a reason to defend this place!"

……

After Brandon and Pete tried it, the others also walked to the stage with excitement and piety, trying to contribute their knowledge points and obtain the miraculous creation.

Old farmer Bill looked at the bread he was holding carefully in his hands. It weighed nearly 1 kilogram, was square in shape, and exuded a rich aroma. If he sniffed it carefully, he could even taste the sweetness of honey. He felt that his life in the past few days was like a dream and unreal.

Tear off a small piece with gratitude, put it in your mouth, and wait for the sweet aroma to explode on your taste buds.

Bill burst into tears and even sobbed. "God of knowledge!"

"Thank you for your blessing! I...I am willing to give everything for you!
What did he see?
This is a miracle specially bestowed upon him by a god!

When Bill was farming in the village, bread was an absolute luxury for him!

Before his wife died, Old Bill spent a lot of money on her health care and went into foreign debt. He also had to support himself and his children.

The wheat grown in the farmland is the raw material for making bread, but it has nothing to do with old Bill's family and he can't afford to eat it at all.

Not to mention the wide variety of white bread in town.

Even the long baguette-style black bread, which was made of wheat flour mixed with a lot of bran, and even with sawdust, gravel, and sand, and was sour, hard, and astringent, and hurt the teeth and throat, was something Old Bill could hardly afford.

Most of the time, he and his children's daily food was to add some hot water to wheat flour and mix it into wheat paste to fill their stomachs.

It looks like vomit and the smell is indescribable.

If you can occasionally find wild vegetables, adding them into the recipe can be a great treat.

Black bread had to be eaten occasionally during festivals such as the Harvest Festival and the Triumphal Day, as a souvenir.

Old Bill didn't even have the courage to look at the white bread that looked so soft and fine from across the bakery.

To look at it any longer would be a crime.

Afraid of defilement of the noble food.

Not to mention the legendary "Queen's Bread".

He had only seen the Queen's Bread at the annual harvest ceremony of the Church of the God of Harvest. It was said to be a sacred offering to the God of Harvest.

After the ceremony, all believers can get a small bite as a gift from the god of harvest.

Old Bill had only tasted the Queen's knuckle-sized bread at that time, and because the ceremony lasted so long, the bread was shriveled.

Even so, the sweet taste of the Queen's Bread still becomes the best moment in Old Bill's memory. After each Harvest Festival, he hopes that next year's Harvest Festival will come soon.

Now, standing in front of the altar of creation in the Misty Valley, Old Bill even suspected that his experiences these days were a dream.

He was originally prepared to die in the dark forest.

He was blessed by a great god said to have awakened from the old days.

As they trudged forward, Old Bill felt that he was not very smart, otherwise how could he have always been a poor farmer who could not even support himself and his children.

He was afraid that he would not be able to learn any magic or divine arts, so he honestly chose the warrior route.

Although he stumbled a lot in the practice of mastering anger, he finally succeeded and really stimulated a trace of anger from his body. Even if it was weak, it meant that Old Bill could barely be considered a level 1 warrior.

God's guidance gave him strength.

At that time, Old Bill had already decided to firmly follow every oracle given to him by the God of Knowledge.

Since the gods asked them to find the altar of creation, he would do it even if it cost him his life.

After coming to the Misty Valley and witnessing the "miracle" brought by the Altar of Creation, Old Bill's faith became more devout, and became extremely firm and unshakable!

The Dark Forest is dangerous, that's right!

But in order to guard the Altar of Creation, Old Bill no longer cares whether the Dark Forest is dangerous or not!
He now has a reason to guard the Altar of Creation!
Not for anything else, just for this miracle bestowed upon them by the God of Knowledge!

He has already regarded this place as his new home!
……

(End of this chapter)