Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 938 The Gods Gathered Together

Looking back longingly, Celie resolutely continued paddling forward.

Before long, she discovered that her strength was no longer sufficient.

Pulling her backpack to her chest, Celie carefully pulled out a bottle of stamina potion, stared at it for a while, and then gulped it down.

Then, with a pursed lip, he tossed the white oak desk away.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he also threw away the four-poster bed.

Celie looked up at the sky... "That Toronto sorcerer, who's somewhere somewhere, please don't forget to take her with you!"
This time, she really lost everything!

She touched the only remaining sandalwood vanity table in her bag with a sigh, then pulled her backpack back over her shoulder.

Then row forward again.
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"He's really an excellent future team leader!"

On a crystal-clear screen in Toronto, large, golden letters scrolled across the screen.

The Goddess of Wealth is truly regretful this time.

If Celie, who cherished what she had from the beginning and knew what was good and what was bad, could be a good merchant, then Celie, who can now give up petty gains for greater interests, is absolutely qualified to lead a caravan.

In business, what's truly frightening isn't greed or the pursuit of profit, but rather being unwilling to give up anything.

The Goddess of Wealth has never approved of doing business through means of gaining profit through stinginess and exploitation.

Toronto had read some of her teachings, and this goddess of wealth must have also communicated with that tower advisor; she already possessed a basic understanding of circulation economics.

Therefore, she hated Grandet the most.

Anyone who dares to say that Grandet is also her follower can be burned alive by her.

“I’ll make sure she studies hard,” Toronto laughed. “It’s not like she has to become a believer in wealth to be valuable.”

"I just feel sorry," the Goddess of Wealth replied calmly. "Indeed, as long as commerce is in circulation, it is my power."

However, it's not the same thing for something to flow into my arms and for it to flow into your home.

The joy of the harvest belongs to you, not me.

Toronto was even happier: "Just hearing that sentence makes me feel the joy of a bountiful harvest."

“Oh, speaking of the harvest.” The brown words suddenly popped up again, “Lo… Toronto, the last time I saw you, you said you were working on improving rice varieties! How’s it going?”

"It's just an improvement, not a transformation. I don't have that ability yet," Toronto replied calmly. "The simplest way is to select the best of the best, then crossbreed rice varieties from different regions. In the end, we produced two decent finished products. One of them didn't have a much higher yield, but the taste was extremely good, and I really enjoyed eating it."

The other is that production has tripled.

Toronto has exhausted all the methods it roughly remembered from watching the news back then... After all, sometimes magic can achieve things that scientific experiments can hardly do. For example, it can really make rice grow in the exact same environment, even absorbing basically the same nutrients.

However, this does not mean that he can accomplish even a tenth of the great achievements of that agricultural sage.

Scientific methods can only ever be an aid to human wisdom, not the primary means of achieving it.

That's about all the ability he has.

Moreover, he wasn't doing it for any great cause that benefits the people, but rather for his own appetite.

In the years since the mechanical spirits were no longer there to help, and as Toronto watched the food left behind slowly disappear, it finally understood what it meant to 'give Great Britain a good son, and he will give you a good cook in return.'

At least those who left behind could still buy ingredients!

He can only rely on himself.

He had worked incredibly hard to discover the rice... Although he was the one who provided the money, he also needed to use his brain to figure out whether adventurers and caravans from all over the world would be willing to make money from it.

Even with his extreme caution, the Church of Earth quickly received the news and intercepted a significant amount of his resources.

The Lord of the Earth said it quite nicely... 'A chance encounter'.

In reality, Toronto was furious and enraged. While his brothers and sisters were in the North discussing issues with the Lord of Storms, Toronto went directly to the Lord of Earth.

Nothing can stop his love for rice!

He's from the South!
Of course, Toronto at that time was not quite normal either.

Puberty is a hormone process that doesn't simply disappear after you have another child.

What's more, he's a dragon.

In short, by that time, Toronto felt that the whole world was trying to stop his rice business... Let alone the Lord of the Land, even if Asmodeus stood in front of him, he would have rammed his head into him and asked why he wasn't allowed to have it.

But the kind-hearted Lord of the Earth, upon learning of Toronto's thoughts, immediately praised him highly.

The Lord of the Earth is not the kind of rigid deity who adheres to the laws of nature and leaves everything to nature.

He believes that since humans are developing rapidly and changing every day, why can't plants also change dramatically?

Regardless of the reason or whether there are any benefits, he supports all plant improvement programs as long as they do not harm the earth.

He actually supports agriculture and animal husbandry.

But the primary goal of the Earth Believers is still to gain more power for themselves. This makes no difference to the Earth Lord, who will not ask his followers to do anything for humanity.

According to his beliefs, it was already difficult for people to starve to death in this world.

Even on the frigid ice fields, there are plants that bloom and bear fruit in the snow.

It might not taste good, but it definitely won't starve you.

This is indeed his achievement.

The Lord of the Earth rarely meddles in human affairs; he has always been diligently working to improve the earth's veins.

He even shares some of the responsibilities of the water deities... Many water systems in this world flow underground, and the Lord of the Earth will try to prevent these waters from changing their course at will. If he finds that the water pressure is too strong and will inevitably rush out of the ground, he will also try to open a waterway long enough to reduce the impact.

Of course, this would have to be the kind that could create a massive disaster, so that the earth felt the pressure and cried out in agony before he could hear it.

Even the Lord of the Earth can't do anything about those smaller disasters.

However, at least because of his annual inspections, no cataclysmic disasters such as large earthquakes or supervolcanic eruptions have occurred in this world.

Of course, after the gods had to withdraw from the earth, he could no longer be as careful as before, but he never completely gave up.

He used up all the faith power accumulated by the believers on this.

Therefore, Toronto sometimes couldn't bring himself to speak ill of this earth god who simply didn't like to interfere... To him, the messes made by human believers were simply not worth his attention.

He treats everyone equally and doesn't concern himself with anything outside his job duties.

However, after determining that Toronto's purpose was to improve the rice seeds, the Lord of the Earth immediately ordered his followers to return the rice seeds to Toronto and share the rice seeds they had collected with him.

The original habitat of rice has not disappeared, and believers of the earth can collect it themselves if they wish.

He gave the Earth Believers a rare order: not to stop any botanists from their research... Of course, he didn't stop others from trying to seize the subject, but he wouldn't allow his own followers to ruin other people's paths.

The Earth Church is in complete disarray, and the Lord of the Earth truly bears full responsibility for this.

Toronto was furious even though they only lost a few rice seeds!

Imagine someone burying themselves in research for fifty years, only to have their neighbor, who secretly learned from them, release their results three days earlier... Wow~ Just thinking about it makes Toronto's hands itch.

Forget just beating someone up! He'd smash the pots and pans and burn the house down!
But the Lord of the Earth did not see anything wrong with this.

Unless he's foolish enough to share his research results with the other party, why would someone else get their results earlier than him?

The topics are all the same, so everyone can do them!

Well... so Toronto says he doesn't care about humans at all.

Even at this point, he still didn't fully understand the inherent flaws of human nature.

It is clear that no matter what happened before, even with so many grassland kingdoms, the Lord of the Earth never investigated the issues within them.

Therefore, compared to the seemingly aloof Goddess of the Night, the Lord of the Earth is truly arrogant and disdainful of everyone.

But his feelings for plants were absolutely genuine.

The reason he's asking about Toronto now is because, in his personal impression of Toronto, the most important thing is this rice experiment.

Upon receiving a positive response from Toronto, the Lord of the Earth was very satisfied: "That's good, my believers, we haven't achieved anything yet!"

I don't quite understand what they're thinking; these are just ordinary farm products!
Either you get a lot of fruit, or the taste is good.

Why are you still thinking about researching magical plants?
If that's the case, regressing to the beginning... um... I shouldn't have told you this.

Toronto curled his lip: "I guess they think that anything I like must have some kind of magical value."

"If he can't even see this, then the followers of the earth are just like him." The Goddess of Night seemed to have convinced herself, and once again donned her armor, the black characters rolling like waves, "They only think of others according to their own ideas; communicating with them is less effective than finding the dogs of the Frost!"

"Heh~" The Lord of the Earth left only a polite smile before disappearing immediately.

Toronto calmly asked, "Aren't you together now?"

"Yes!" The blue handwriting slowly appeared, "But this place, the Sun God's place, is not suitable for arguing."

It seems they are all at the Temple of the Sun.

Toronto pursed his lips... Travis and he shared the same guess: the embodiment of the world's will was about to be, or had already been, born.

The gods are not the type to gather together for world peace; they each hold their own views on the future.

Lord of the Earth, Lord of Courage, and Goddess of Wealth, who follows the natural order.

The Goddess of Night and the Lord of Storms must be firmly in our own hands.

The silent sun god.

There is also a knowledge master who seems to have his own ideas.

(End of this chapter)