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

Chapter 27: A Month Is Too Long, Seize the Day!

This book is first published on the entire network by 饾暐 饾暔 饾暅 饾晵 饾暉 . 饾晹 饾暊 饾暈

The citizens of Blackwater City remembered clearly.

Half a month ago, when the Church of the Dawn first recruited believers, they shouted, "Join the Church of the Dawn and receive eggs and bread at the beginning of the month."

At that time, this expectation was their only hope for survival.

But after witnessing the miracles of the Dawn time and time again, and becoming familiar with the doctrines of the Dawn.

When the eggs and bread were actually delivered, these people didn't want to take them anymore.

Now, they were even more afraid of being considered greedy by the Dawn and being abandoned.

For them, that was more painful than losing the hope of life.

This is humanity. Once they bind themselves to a deity and faith, their words and deeds will be rooted in that faith.

In Ian's hometown, in the era of rampant materialism, there were still billions of believers in God around the world.

And in this ignorant era, faith is even more unmatched.

"Accept these gifts, they are what you deserve!"

Ian slowly raised his hand.

"You have earned these gifts with your piety."

As soon as he finished speaking, some of the elders of the Church of the Dawn, led by Old Matthew, immediately knelt down and choked with sobs.

"Your Holiness, what merits do we have!"

"The Dawn loves us so deeply, bestowing holy water and descending the church. The love of the Dawn is profound, and we only offer insignificant prayers."

"Under the great Dawn, we have already received too much. How can we accept these foods?"

Ian chuckled and asked.

"Daily prayer, isn't that enough?"

"The Dawn never cares what or how much its children can do for it. As long as they do, the Dawn will be pleased."

"Accept it."

Next was the classic three refusals and three acceptances.

Until Ian sternly demanded that everyone must accept the food they deserved.

Only then did the enlisted believers of the Church of the Dawn carefully line up to receive it.

One after another, until all the food in front of the steps had been distributed.

"I hope everyone understands that these things, besides being food, are also the teachings of the Dawn."

"A promise is worth a thousand gold!"

Ian said meaningfully and earnestly:

"People can be poor, but they cannot be without faith. People can be in distress, but they cannot be dishonest!"

"Compared to integrity, life and death are trivial matters."

Countless believers didn't know whether they understood Ian's subtext, but they all looked enlightened.

They nodded repeatedly, gratefully thanking the teachings of the Dawn.

The aroma of bread from the MC world entered the noses of every believer holding bread.

For a time, the sound of gulping saliva was endless.

Ian didn't continue to give a long speech, and waved his hand to signal everyone to help themselves.

So, under the envious eyes of those who had not yet joined the Church of the Dawn, the enlisted believers began to feast one by one.

While chewing, their faces were full of contentment and honor.

Even Old Matthew, an old man who had been hungry for a long time and had a sallow complexion, was eating with a ruddy complexion.

He actually ate a piece of bread as if it were some delicacy.

Carefully breaking off a small piece of bread and tearing it apart to bite, the look of enjoyment on his face made the young man next to him couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Teacher Matthew, how does it taste?"

Hearing this, Old Matthew frowned.

"How could it be bad? Such top-quality wheat bread, I'm afraid even the royal nobles in the capital haven't tasted it."

"It's more delicious than monster meat! After eating it, I feel like my whole body is full of strength. It is indeed a gift from our great Heavenly Father!"

Old Matthew was indeed a teacher, using his not-so-great knowledge, he described this bread as something that was unmatched in heaven and earth in a few words.

The young man became even more greedy.

"Teacher Matthew, can..."

"Get lost!"

Old Matthew's face sank, and he instantly carefully put the bread and eggs in his arms.

"This is the glory I have earned with a pious heart, and it is a gift from the great Father! How can glory be divided?"

"You brat! I told you to study the mysteries of the 銆奜racle銆?carefully and join the Church of the Dawn as soon as possible, but you didn't listen. Now that there are benefits, you are so active!"

"Your heart of faith in the Dawn is not sincere! And you want to share this glory?"

The young man was scolded by Old Matthew, and soon, his face turned red.

The believers ate with relish, and those who had not joined the Church of the Dawn swallowed their saliva one by one, constantly chanting that the Dawn would last forever in their hearts.

Ian watched all this with a smile.

He had as many eggs and bread as he wanted.

The construction of Dawn City in the MC world during this period was no joke. The farmland and pastures covered a vast area.

In addition, with Leticia constantly using bone meal to promote growth, this bread also has MC characteristics. One bread, if eaten sparingly, is enough for these believers to eat for two or three days.

Now, Ian's storage of bread and grain is enough for the entire Blackwater City to eat their fill for a month.

However, he would not be generous enough to directly take it out and distribute it to the citizens of Blackwater City.

Faith has a price.

These eggs and bread, to put it bluntly, are still an introduction and cannot solve the existing plight of Blackwater City.

And Ian also wants to take this opportunity to show more MC miracles to deepen Blackwater City's faith in the Dawn.

When these people had eaten almost enough, and watched them carefully put away the remaining uneaten bread.

Ian then continued to speak.

"In the future, at the beginning of each month, Dawn believers can still receive eggs and bread."

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"The Dawn loves all its children, and it hopes that you will understand the principle of self-reliance even more."

"However, there is a severe drought in the world today. Although we have the holy water to rely on, it still cannot solve the current predicament."

"Therefore, the Dawn has also bestowed other survival skills to help my Dawn believers make a living."

Immediately, whether it was the believers who had already eaten the bread or those who had not joined the enlisted ranks, their eyes lit up, and they looked at Ian with emotion and anticipation.

The latter slowly walked down the steps, with Lear and others closely following beside him.

"Follow me to the farm in the city."

A large group of people hurriedly picked up their belongings and followed behind the team.

The farmland in Blackwater City was located inside the city, in the eastern area.

After all, the Rodri Continent was not very peaceful.

The Hundred Races were weak, and magical beasts and demons were rampant. Even if they relied on the natural barrier to avoid the main territory of the demons.

Occasionally, a small demon force would be born with the abyss that was randomly born anywhere on the continent.

It was too dangerous outside the city. Farming outside the city was only possible for some of the top big cities in the Hundred Races Alliance.

Simply put, the Hundred Races...

Especially the Human Race, basically huddled in the city for survival. Unless necessary, many people would not even leave the city for their entire lives.

The farmland in the city was not far from the Church of the Dawn, about a ten-minute walk away. Ian led the large crowd there.

The scale of the farmland was not large, just enough for the entire city's residents to use.

At this time, almost half of the farmland did not have green shoots breaking through the soil, and there were not even weeds. It looked like a barren land.

A few plots, however, had traces of crops, but they looked withered. Even with water irrigation, they might not survive.

Seeing this, Ian sighed.

The citizens of Blackwater City were really living in dire straits.

But Ian's sigh made the believers of Blackwater City a little panicked.

Old Matthew hurriedly said.

"Your Holiness, it's not that we are not working hard enough. Before, the water source was only enough for us to drink, not enough for irrigation. Many crops that were planted simply couldn't grow."

"However, with the blessing of the holy water of the great Dawn, we have been working very hard to irrigate."

"In another three months... no! Two months, we will definitely be able to harvest crops and pay agricultural taxes!"

Ian asked back:

"Then what about before the harvest?"

Immediately, Old Matthew was silent, and many believers lowered their heads guiltily.

"In a year of severe drought, the farmland is abandoned, this is not your fault, you are also victims."

Ian shook his head with a chuckle.

"I have no intention of blaming you, but I am entrusted by the Dawn to let the children of the Dawn get rid of their predicament and become self-reliant as soon as possible."

"My Lord is merciful!"

Old Matthew was moved to tears and clasped his hands together.

"With the help of the great Dawn and His Holiness the Pope, I, Old Matthew, guarantee with my life that Blackwater City will definitely solve the crop problem within a month!"

"A month? That's too slow."

"Then... then twenty days?"

"Still slow!"

Ian shook his head.

"The great Dawn has infinite power and infinite ability."

"A month is too long, we only strive for the present."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and bone meal flew out from his wide sleeves.

It sprinkled on the one-square-meter area of farmland in front of him.

A starlight green light flashed, and dense and lush rice plants instantly broke through the soil and fluttered under the sun.