From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 103 Heading to Zhenshan (There should be more updates tonight)
However, although the armor on the [unorganized soldiers] looked much neater, in You Ming's opinion, it was still mostly for show.

After all, raising and cultivating ghost soldiers is different from playing games.

In the game, leveling up automatically upgrades your armor, weapons, and even warhorses, but in reality, you need to prepare these things yourself.

If you want to obtain better armor and weapons, you must purchase them from the [Reserve Department].

If you want to acquire warhorses, you have to go to the prefectural city to buy them, because there are no horse farms in the county town.

Every time a ghost soldier levels up, they need to change their equipment. The equipment you discard can either be depreciated and sold, or it can just gather dust in the warehouse.

No way, this is reality.

Of course, some people might think that since divine power is an omnipotent force, wouldn't it be much more convenient to directly generate armor from it?

That is certainly possible, but such a method, which is close to creating things from nothing, would require an enormous amount of divine power.

Anyone who actually does that is just being foolish and has too much money.

That is why even Changning County only had three thousand soldiers, which was already the limit.

If there are any more, the county's finances will go bankrupt.

This highlights the power of the [Unit Editing] feature; although you still need to purchase a mount if you want to switch to cavalry.

However, armor and weapons can automatically change as you upgrade.

You Ming only needs to pay a certain amount of divine power.

This single ability alone can save Youming a huge amount of resources.

You Ming then looked at the only level 5 unit, the Black Prison General.

He was clad in jet-black armor, wielding two eight-foot-long swords with ghostly patterns that hummed on their blades, while a dark wind roared behind him.

His body was like a giant bow, ready to unleash a thunderous strike at any moment.

"Om."

You Ming lowered the tiger talisman again, and a ray of light fell on the [Black Prison General], quickly linking it to the divine altar.

From the outside, his body didn't look much different, except that he was shrouded in a layer of black mist, making him look even more sinister and dangerous.

On the chest of each of the ghost soldiers, a small divine seal could be faintly seen, like a ring, with a smaller ring inside it.

This is actually a divine seal symbolizing Youming's identity.

He is the deity in charge of bestowing children and procreation. The ring, when viewed from the outer contour, symbolizes the placenta, while the whole ring resembles the mark of a navel.

As these divine seals appeared, You Ming's thoughts seemed to instantly connect with these Yin soldiers.

He only needs to chant the incantation to directly mobilize troops from thousands of miles away, allowing them to descend directly from the void.

“归营！”

He tried to give orders.

Suddenly, gray clouds spewed out from the altar, instantly covering all the ghost soldiers.

Then the dark clouds contracted inward, and all the Yin soldiers, like a tide, swiftly swept back into the Divine Weapon Altar and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, a phantom scene slowly emerged from the depths of the altar.

It was a small, hazy military camp.

The camp was lined up, banners fluttered, and war drums resounded faintly. The camp had a drill ground, barracks, and soldiers' quarters, existing in a state of flux between reality and illusion.

Every ghostly soldier recruited into the altar found their place in the military camp, resting quietly and awaiting their summons.

The surrounding yin energy subtly permeated their bodies, allowing them to merge more deeply with the altar.

You Ming could clearly sense that as long as he waved the banners, these soldiers would burst forth from the sky and fight the enemy. Although he also knew that his troops were rarely used in normal times.

But what man could resist the thrill of leading troops into battle?

When he played Mount & Blade in his previous life, he really experienced all kinds of mods.

……

The autumn sun hangs low, and the green mountains appear as if they were made of iron.

These days, the training of midwives is getting more and more on track.

Despite receiving his protection, the twenty-three villages under You Ming's jurisdiction still couldn't find a single case of difficult childbirth.

This is actually detrimental to the training of midwives. If it's always this simple method, when will they ever become experts?

Therefore, You Ming made a decision.

Two-thirds of the midwives remained at the school to continue their studies, serving women in the villages within their jurisdiction on a regular basis. The other third went to other villages or the county town to deliver babies.

Even though he did this, he wouldn't receive any offerings.

But this matter concerns human lives, and he urgently needs to let these midwives experience some complex and dangerous birthing situations so that he can quickly improve their skills and find out where there are any shortcomings.

Once he had accumulated enough experience and perfected all aspects of the process, he further expanded the team of midwives, using this mentorship program to spread the techniques of childbirth to other parts of the world.

If his technological improvements could increase the success rate of childbirth, then that would be a real trace he has left in this world.

However, before these midwives could even set off, the day of the Mountain-Suppressing King's autumn hunt was fast approaching.

The decree from the King of Zhenshan was urgent, and there was nothing Youming could do but have the midwives continue their studies until he returned in a while, at which point they could do other things.

You Ming didn't bring any luggage, and a wisp of divine light appeared around him. With a swaying motion, he arrived in the county town.

Now that he has reached the Yin God realm, he can easily envelop himself and fly away at will by releasing just a wisp of divine soul power.

Although it's not as fast as the Yin spirit's journey, it's still much faster and more discreet than the Xuan Guang cultivator's flight using Xuan Guang.

He felt he still needed to find an opportunity to learn some Yin Spirit realm spells, such as cloud-riding and mist-riding flying spells, otherwise relying solely on Yin Spirit flight would be too wasteful.

"You Ming, you've finally arrived."

"It's not easy to see you on a normal day."

As soon as You Ming stepped into the City God's realm, an old voice resounded in his ears like a great bell.

The River God had mostly transformed into human form, but he was still carrying a turtle shell on his back. Upon seeing You Ming, he greeted him loudly.

Beside the River God stood a figure dressed in a black robe, but with a mask on his face.

The mask was painted in four colors: red, white, black, and gold. Each color also had patterns inside, making it look like four different facial masks pieced together.

If I'm not mistaken, this person is the City God of Changning County.

To his shame, despite having lived in Changning County for so long, he had never truly witnessed the majesty of the City God.

It is said that whether it is the city god of a county, prefecture, state, or capital, each city god has four different forms.

You Ming speculated that these four types of painted faces might represent four different forms of Dharma.

"Let's go."

"I have already ordered the incense burner to be lit. We will take the incense path to Zhenshan."

When the City God saw You Ming arrive, he simply nodded slightly and then got down to business.

(End of this chapter)