I Am the Minecraft Master, Not the God of Light!

Chapter 19: 19. Blackwater City Riot

Strictly speaking, the moment we found the village in the MC world, the 'living current' was on the right track.

And the creation of the string farm was like Watt's improvement of the steam engine, marking the beginning of the Industrial Revolution.

We use the endless strings to convert into emeralds, the common currency of the MC world, to build a long-term, stable, friendly, and harmonious trading system with the villagers.

With the exchange of a large number of emeralds, what comes is enchanted equipment and finished resources that can be obtained without mining or painstaking enchanting.

After the string farm is completed, the next steps are villager breeding, iron farms, villager trading centers, automated farms, and pastures, and so on.

Fortunately, Ian still knows a little bit about the steps mentioned above.

These are enough for the early development of Blackwater City and the MC world.

In the following time, Ian gathered enough materials for five more string farms to maintain high-power string production.

In just a few hours, he had collected three stacks of emeralds, and the fisherman villager also successfully reached max level.

"What's next, Young Master Ian?"

After putting the emeralds in Ian's house, Leiar ran back full of energy.

"Next..."

Ian looked at the sun on the horizon.

Currently, they don't need to mine with the 'living current'.

The village in the plains is a good base location, and Ian doesn't plan to change locations for development in the short term.

The villager breeding center, iron farm, and other buildings are not in a hurry.

On the contrary, seeing that Leiar and the others are almost forgetting about Blackwater City, this is what Ian needs to adjust the most.

No matter how good the MC world is, Blackwater City, as the main base, will not change.

The MC world matters are temporarily over, but Blackwater City still needs to be settled.

Thinking of this, Ian turned around.

"Let's go back first."

"Ah?"

Unsurprisingly, Resia and the others were very unhappy when they heard they were going back.

"What 'ah'?"

Ian rolled his eyes unhappily.

"What, are you going to abandon Blackwater City? Let the citizens of Blackwater City, let the newly recruited believers fend for themselves?"

"The Church of the Dawn doesn't need to develop? The revenge for being driven out doesn't need to be taken?"

"There are still many things to do in the Rodri Continent, don't be too obsessed with the MC world, there should be a limit to playing games."

Ian's reprimand made everyone hang their heads dejectedly.

Seeing this, Ian didn't continue to lecture and waved his hand.

"Alright, go pack your things."

"Take anything you want to take, Resia, take people to plant all the cultivated farmland with wheat seeds."

"Leiar, take all those arrows, I made some bows and arrows in my box, each of you take one."

"Bring enough food and other things by group, and everyone should bring at least one stack of stone blocks."

"Go."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone scattered.

Ian also went to pack up the things he wanted to take away, although he estimated that the next time he came would be at night or tomorrow.

But he always had to bring some emergency supplies, and Blackwater City also needed construction, so he should bring back as many resources from the MC world as possible to save up.

To prepare for future construction.

Before long, everyone packed their things and returned to Ian.

Ian didn't say anything, and called for the MC World Gate in his heart.

He only felt a moment of恍惚 as when he came, and when he came back to his senses, he was already in Ian's bedroom.

The MC World Gate still emitted a faint dazzling light, which was soul-stirring.

But everyone didn't pay much attention to this at this time.

Leiar clenched his fists a little uneasily and sighed faintly.

The surging power was gone, but fortunately, the backpack panel could still be summoned.

This can be considered a free spatial ability.

"Hiss..."

Suddenly, Markov hissed and gasped, and when everyone looked over, this guy smiled embarrassedly while covering his bloody left hand.

"That... I just wanted to test if I was dreaming, after all, today's experience is too dreamlike."

Ian silently looked at Markov's almost bone-deep wound and sighed.

"Bandage this idiot."

Leiar glared at Markov, then turned to say:

"Young Master Ian, what do we do next?"

Sitting on the sofa, Ian supported his face and thought for a while, then said softly:

"You go to the gate of the City Lord's Mansion to recruit believers, the standard is still 500 people, and the slogan is the same, come back when you have recruited enough."

"Then, gather the believers in the afternoon. As the Pope of the Church of the Dawn, I should also meet them and plan the development of the Church of the Dawn."

"After that, inspect the city defense and army of Blackwater City, and survey the surrounding area to see if there are any magical beasts and scattered demons."

"There are not many things to do, but they are all very important."

Leiar nodded to show that he understood.

He knew this aspect very well, it was still the egg and bread temptation.

But this time, having seen the MC world, Leiar was not worried about not being able to fulfill his promise.

Before long, Leiar changed into a new red Cardinal robe and walked out of the castle with his head held high, accompanied by Markov and another knight.

As the only remaining Cardinal of the Church of the Dawn, he, Leiar, also had to have style.

Ian was planning to order Resia and the others to replace all the beds and torches in the castle.

Harlan, the knight who had just gone out, hurried back.

He looked anxious and sweaty.

"Young Master Ian! Something bad happened! The gate is full of Blackwater City citizens! The gate of the City Lord's Mansion is blocked!"

"What's going on? A riot?"

Resia's face sank as she stared at Harlan.

"No... it shouldn't be, it doesn't look like it."

Harlan said with a bitter face.

"In short, you should go and see for yourself."

"Young Master Ian..."

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Resia looked at Ian worriedly, the latter pondered for a moment, then smiled confidently.

"Bring me my Papal robe!"

"Young Master Ian, it's too dangerous!"

"It's nothing."

Ian glanced at Resia with a smile, meaningfully saying:

"After coming back, my physique has not completely disappeared."

Immediately, Resia said nothing.

Having shared Ian's physique, she understood what kind of terrifying power it was.

Even if only a small part was shared, Ian's strength was not comparable to Leiar's.

In this way, it was natural that no one in Blackwater City, this small border town, could threaten Ian.

...

"Sir, can we really get eggs and bread if we believe in the Church of the Dawn?"

"Can I get an advance on next month's eggs and bread? I haven't eaten anything for five days."

"Just give me a sip of water... I haven't had water for two days."

"Sir, I am a devout believer of the Church of the Dawn, let me join the church first!"

In front of the City Lord's Mansion.

The preaching stall that no one had visited yesterday was already surrounded by people.

Leiar understood that the skinny citizens in front of him were all here for the eggs and bread.

Blackwater City was located in the northern wilderness, and it was the height of summer, and it hadn't rained for three months, and there was a severe drought.

The crops were gone, and the water was gone.

If it weren't for the Church of the Dawn's declaration of eggs and bread, I'm afraid there would be no hope for the people in this city to survive.

Precisely because he knew this, even if he knew that these people didn't believe in the Dawn, they were just after small advantages, Leiar didn't want to speak harshly.

They just wanted to survive.

But now that these people were surrounding here, not only were they interfering with the Church of the Dawn's recruitment work, but after a long time, Leiar was also worried that there would be a riot.

It was dry and hot, people's hearts were restless, and it was easiest to cause trouble.

After thinking about it, Leiar still mustered up his strength and shouted loudly.

"Believers of the Dawn! Don't be impatient, lest the demons take advantage of the situation!"

"Stand firm, hold on to your faith, the Dawn will surely send down protection, give you food, give you nectar!"

But this statement could not make the citizens who were surrounding here calm down.

Talking about these things after eating enough was a study of high art.

But hearing this while still hungry was three words.

Empty talk!

The people here couldn't even get a sip of water, so where did they have the time to listen to these nonsense.

Immediately, the citizens became more and more restless.

"We want to see the City Lord!"

Someone shouted first, and then, after a brief silence, a unified and loud shout broke out here.

"We want to see the City Lord!"

"The previous City Lord said that good days would come when the new City Lord came, and the previous City Lord also said that good days would come when this City Lord came!"

"You don't care about our lives at all! Dragging on today, dragging on tomorrow, dragging on the day after tomorrow! When will we be able to eat and drink enough!"

"That's right! Rather than being half-dead from thirst and hunger every day! I would rather die at the hands of the demons and be done with it!"

"We want to see the City Lord! We want food! We want water! We don't want any bullshit Church!"

Leiar's heart sank, and his eyes swept across the crowd.

At this time, the city defense army of Blackwater City had also arrived, but they all looked skinny, also victims of the drought.

At this time, they had no intention of maintaining order at all, and some people even mixed in with the crowd and shouted together.

When Markov heard that someone was belittling the Church of the Dawn at this time, he was already unhappy.

He tightly gripped the greatsword in his hand, and his fierce eyes swept across the crowd.

But after looking and looking, he didn't know who was shouting.

Finally, when the preaching stall was about to be overturned, heavy footsteps came from the City Lord's Mansion.

"I heard... someone is insulting the Dawn?"