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

Chapter 63 63. Ian is still on his way riding a Strider

“Merciful Lord, grant us rain, food, and well-being. Receive them with a devout heart and establish the thought of dawn.”

“Compassionate Father asks nothing else from us. He firmly believes that His loyal children rejoice, and He rejoices… … ”

“You are the Father, the Lord, the source of all great, holy, compassionate, and gentle things. Because You are, we shall forever enjoy the light.”

“Dawn forever.”

Another morning.

Accompanied by Old Matthew's lead, thousands of Blackwater City believers and Winged people believers gathered in the church to complete their daily prayers and dispersed.

The Winged people have not joined Blackwater City for long, but now, with the common identity of being children of the dawn and the common language that this identity brings.

The Winged people have completely integrated into the daily life of Blackwater City.

Many Winged people warriors and human Church soldiers, after praying, went to train together, arm in arm.

The Winged people women, along with other Blackwater City citizens, cheerfully carried wooden buckets to fetch water.

The elderly went to farm together, waiting for the unified ripening in a while.

This matter is also something that the Winged people deeply marvel at.

In the past, when farming, the planting process was the easiest, and the waiting process was the longest.

If they encountered a severe drought year like this year, it would not be a long wait, but despair.

But now it is the opposite.

The planting process has become the longest thing, and the harvest… …

Only need to wait for the monthly harvest day, and the Dawn Church will send people to bestow that magical aura, making the crops mature instantly regardless of the climate.

Planting crops, this kind of work, has now been reduced to really only the planting process.

There are also the Iron Golems patrolling the city at any time.

The Winged people understand better than the Blackwater City citizens how powerful these things are.

Gradually, the Iron Golems have become a kind of spiritual symbol for the Winged people.

There is now a saying circulating among the Winged people that if the Iron Golem walks to your door today, then you will be lucky all day today, and the great dawn will shine upon you today… …

In addition to these tasks, the Winged people are also responsible for patrolling the city, demolishing old buildings, and preparing for major construction.

Busy, but fulfilling and happy.

Matthew looked at the Winged people and the humans getting along harmoniously, and couldn't help but feel proud.

He has completed the work that Ian gave him very well, but he doesn't think it's his own credit.

Under the great dawn, life will always unite.

Praying in his heart, Matthew slowly walked to Hania, the only one left in the church.

The little girl is still closing her eyes and clasping her hands in prayer.

After a moment, Matthew said softly:

“Miss Hania, it seems that you have something bothering you again. Can you tell me about it under the gaze of the dawn?”

Hania came back to her senses and hurriedly got up when she saw Matthew.

“Father Matthew, I… … ”

“Please feel free to speak. The dawn does not like lies, even well-intentioned ones.”

Matthew reminded her gently.

Hania was silent. After a moment, her beautiful eyebrows drooped along with a pair of pure white wings.

“Father Matthew, does His Holiness the Pope dislike us?”

“Don’t say that again in the future.”

Matthew's face stiffened slightly, and he clasped his hands together and looked at the dawn sculpture in front of him.

“His Holiness the Pope is as kind as a father, as selfless as a Lord, and is a walker of the great dawn in the mortal world. He will always love the children of the dawn like the dawn.”

“Sorry, Father Matthew.”

Hania hurriedly explained.

“I’m not questioning His Holiness the Pope, it’s just… … I haven’t seen His Holiness the Pope for the past few days, and I’m a little uneasy.”

Saying that, Hania became a little worried again:

“Father Matthew, you know, I was there when His Holiness the Pope bestowed endless rain.”

“The previous His Holiness the Pope would show up from time to time every day. Walking in the city, you could occasionally meet His Holiness the Pope, but these past two days… … ”

“Ever since we Winged people joined Blackwater City, His Holiness the Pope has not shown up again, and even Bishop Leyar and the others are… … ”

“So I was thinking, is it that we Winged people did something wrong that disappointed His Holiness the Pope.”

So that's how it is.

Matthew smiled suddenly, and then comforted:

“Child, you are thinking too much.”

“The Dawn Church is developing rapidly. His Holiness the Pope has to receive the dawn's oracle every day, and now he is even busier. Bishop Leyar and the others are also the same.”

“His Holiness the Pope told me a few days ago that they have important work to do and will not show up during this time. If there is no urgent matter, don't let people go to the City Lord's Mansion.”

“It has nothing to do with you Winged people. On the contrary, His Holiness the Pope is very optimistic about you Winged people.”

“His Holiness the Pope also said that you are a very smart and devout child.”

Suddenly, Hania's excited little face turned red.

“Did His Holiness the Pope really say that?”

“The dawn is above, I will never lie.”

Getting Matthew's confirmation, Hania immediately flew up happily, her wings flapping, and pure white feathers scattered in the beams of light that hit the church.

After a moment, Hania hurriedly landed, looking at Matthew apologetically.

“Sorry, Father Matthew, I lost my composure. Thank you very much for your guidance.”

“This is exactly my duty, child.”

Matthew chuckled.

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“As long as you always cherish a devout heart, the dawn and His Holiness the Pope will always love you.”

“Yes! Father Matthew, I’m going to patrol first!”

After saying that, Hania left in a hurry. After stepping out of the church, she couldn't help but feel excited anymore. With a wave of her wings, she rose from the ground in an instant.

Hovering in the air, smiling happily, from time to time her eyes would look at the City Lord's Mansion from afar.

Hania felt that the air in the sky was much sweeter.

“Must work hard! Can't let His Holiness the Pope down!”

“His Holiness the Pope is still working hard for the development of the Dawn Church, I can't fall behind either!”

Cheering herself up in her heart, Hania's eyes widened like copper bells, carefully patrolling inside and outside Blackwater City.

It's just that after all, she is a child at heart. After seeing the eastern edge of the city wall collapse with shouts and dust, Hania couldn't help but swoop down, skimming over the dust to give her Winged people partners a surprise.

Then, under the helpless scolding of her father, Uriel, she quickly flew away.

Blackwater City is gradually becoming more and more vibrant.

… …

At this time, His Holiness the Pope, who was missed by Hania, was still riding a Strider on his way to the Nether Fortress.

Ian didn't expect that the Nether Fortress, which could be found in a few minutes or ten minutes in the game with a little effort.

In the materialized MC world, it is so difficult to find.

It's been two and a half days.

Ian has been searching for the Nether Fortress with Leyar and the others.

Putting it in the game, in two and a half days, the Nether could be dug over, and I don’t know how many ancient ruins mining areas could be found.

But in the materialized Nether, just that lava sea, Ian led them riding Striders for a day, and didn't run through it.

There was even a section of road that was just like the scene Ian saw in the ocean cruise video in his hometown.

Looking around, the end of the line of sight was calm lava.

To put it nicely, it seems to be brewing great terror.

In the end, he couldn't stand this feeling of hopelessness, and while he could still distinguish the east, west, north, and south, he quickly found a place to go ashore and rest.

Ian is sure that the difficulty of the current MC world is all on the road… …

Of course, it may also be related to the fact that Ian didn't search wholeheartedly.

He is trying his best to teach Leyar and the others various knowledge and skills about the Nether.

Teach them to identify the monsters in the Nether, teach them how to drive the Nether's amphibious luxury car: Strider.

Teach them the identification and development of some key resources in the Nether… …

All the knowledge about the Nether, Ian is teaching them on the way by example and precept.

After all, it is impossible for Ian to always run to the Nether to collect resources by himself. He plans to hand over this kind of work to Markov and the others in the future.

Although Markov and the others have already booked eight hours of work in the monster spawning tower every day, isn't there still sixteen hours left?

Then take eight hours to regularly rotate to the Nether to harvest the Blaze farm and the Wither Skeleton, and then brush the Piglin tower… …

Young knights are the time to struggle, sleep?

Why sleep long before death? You will sleep long after death!

It just so happens that not sleeping can also help Ian brush the Phantom and make Slow Falling potions… …

However, the MC world is still the MC world. Even if it is terrifyingly large after materialization, it still cannot change the fact that doing something in the MC world is much simpler than outside.

Just like this Nether Fortress.

Riding the Strider, after running for two days and two nights, Ian and others finally saw the strange black and red building hanging high in the sky in the center of the lava sea.

At this time, His Holiness the Pope, who had been riding a Strider to the Nether Fortress, finally arrived at the Nether Fortress!