What's wrong with me, a mage, loving to farm?

Chapter 369.369.Semrio.exe

"You want it? Fine, here you go."

Eurydice was satisfied with her achievement of turning the gods into pillars, and felt no remorse for the old stag that she could neither eat nor kill.

What he cares about most now is whether the crystal pillar can be activated, whether the divine authority of the Thorn Deer God can take effect, and whether it can take effect outside the Zemurian continent.

He didn't work so hard for so long just to create something that works on the Zemurian continent; only something that works on an astral scale is truly useful.

So he was really anxious.

"Let's go then." Kroya knew his eagerness, so she simply took the crystal pillar and left with him, arriving at an area that had not yet been explored.

This is already outside the Kingdom of Norland; Kroya doesn't even remember what country it's called anymore.

The other party was extremely friendly and insisted on giving him this territory; if he refused, they would kneel and wail. It's worth mentioning that this area was originally a subsidiary grain-producing region of the Church of the Earth Mother.

—This boundless plain in front of us was originally a place where various fruit trees and grain crops could be grown, and the food produced would be supplied to believers who worshipped the Mother Earth Goddess.

Being able to eat one's fill is actually a very good privilege. The Earth Mother is basically the second most important deity in human kingdoms, with Light being the first. One can enjoy the fruits and vegetables produced by the land, while the other can enjoy eternal life surrounded by holy light.

However, when the Church of Mother Earth withdrew, the once fertile land was directly cursed by the church's saints. Thorns and brambles covered the land, making it not only solid but also carrying poisonous fog, making it virtually impossible to approach.

Cloa and Eurydice stood in mid-air, looking down at the endless thorns and brambles, each about ten meters tall, growing so densely that they almost completely covered the entire land.

"I suspect this place has been defined as a 'primitive wasteland'."

"The actions of the Church of Mother Earth are truly shameless. Even my subordinate William has not done such a thing. With their actions, the surrounding common people can no longer even farm to make a living."

His tone was rather harsh.

He was all too aware of the harm that war would bring to the common people. To be honest, any noble or extraordinary person with a bit of ability could reap unimaginable rewards if they made the right choices during a war.

The saying "heroes emerge in times of chaos" applies everywhere. As far as Kroa knows, this war against the gods has created many noble families, and the power structure has been reshuffled.

Many nobles approached him with almost humble requests for his protection and offered him numerous treasures—this piece of land in front of him was one of them.

He knew those people just wanted someone to take refuge, so he didn't refuse. He simply asked Robert, who had already retired, to come out of retirement again to screen and observe them, ensuring that none of them were vicious.

Rob was quite enthusiastic about this matter. He was a nobleman in the past and later helped Chloe manage a vast territory. He wielded considerable power, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was second only to the emperor.

Although he proposed retirement himself, he found it difficult to actually retire and live a life of leisure, and even aged considerably.

Of course, Kroya didn't want him to continue being so dejected, so he readily invited him back to continue participating in the construction work of the territory. After a short period of adjustment, he quickly got into work mode and was cheerful every day.

Eurydice, however, didn't care about these things. He carefully observed the flow of magic and said thoughtfully, "You mean, the Church has a method to define the earth as a primordial wasteland, but why don't the cardinals I captured have this kind of magic?"

If such a method truly existed, he wouldn't be in such a hurry anymore.

He had tried to extract the memories of the Thorn Deer God using methods that were inconvenient to describe, but he had failed. He never expected to find them here, and he immediately felt very confused.

Kroa didn't know about this either.

He didn't even know which saint from the Church of Mother Earth had done it; he had only heard from the king of that country that it might have been the work of a saint.

He could only change the subject when he didn't know something:

"I will have people keep an eye on these things, and hopefully we can find out what it is."

"Let's try this first to see if it works."

As he spoke, he took out the crystal pillar and pressed a button on it.

The crystal pillar immediately emitted a pale gray halo, which then slowly spread outwards. As it spread, the thorns and thorny trees growing on the ground disappeared along with its ripples.

"Really? That's possible!" Kroya blinked. "But can it cultivate this land?"

He began his second attempt.

The Thorn Deer God's magic can prevent people from exploring the land, but this also means that He has the ability to modify the landscape and gather miasma and poisonous fog.

Everything has two sides; what can be prevented can also be helped.

—Under his manipulation, a gray fog enveloped the earth, quickly churning and shattering the hardened soil, revealing the fertile, plantable soil hidden beneath.

Field ridges and ditches were also created, and in some places the toxic fumes were directly compressed and driven away. In just a few minutes, this land of several hundred hectares was transformed into fertile soil where seeds could be sown and planted.

During this process, he and Eurydice gathered some information.

"Let's find an ordinary person to try it out," Eurydice said. "Our thesis is about democratizing the power of the gods. If only extraordinary individuals can do it, then it's not very interesting."

Cloa had the same idea, and she and Eurydice went to another uncultivated land, where they found a lucky person on the spot.

He didn't say much, but pointed to the crystal pillar and said, "Press the button on top and think about cultivating this land."

The lucky one was still dazed, but upon hearing Kroya's words, he instinctively obeyed and placed his hand on the button. The gray mist paused for a moment before flowing out.

Moreover, the effect was obviously not as stable as when Kroya controlled it personally. The ground was patchy, and it didn't look like cultivation, but rather like a dog digging holes randomly.

The lucky person witnessed this scene and immediately felt a pang of anxiety.

Did he do something wrong? Is he going to be punished? Is he going to anger the adults in their village?

He almost burst into tears.

At first, Chloe didn't notice his expression, but was discussing with Eurydice, "It seems alright, although it wasn't done very well, at least it was a success."

With repeated attempts, you should be able to control it skillfully.

But why?

He had tried it before; although the immense power within was restrained, it was still eroding his mental strength, and he could almost hear the cries of deer and angry roars.

He was even prepared to save the lucky person immediately if any problems arose, but it was completed so easily?

Eurydice's eyebrows relaxed upon hearing this: "It should be the underlying nature of love. As far as I know, most gods have the underlying nature of loving humans, but it can change due to various circumstances."

This is one of the attempts we need to make. Only after I capture more deities and make them into crystal pillars can I determine whether this kind of lover's essence is exclusive to gods of faith, and whether nature gods that do not require faith have this essence.

Let's try it in another dimension now.

Time was of the essence; after completing the tests here, they needed to rush back to arrange the subsequent work, so they immediately went with Kroya to one of his own small planes.

The lucky one was kneeling on the ground, bitterly awaiting judgment, when suddenly a flash of light appeared before him, revealing a small pile of gold coins and a few magic crystals. The two powerful mages then vanished without a trace.

He was both surprised and overjoyed, and kowtowed in gratitude at the spot where Kroya had left. Then he carefully took the gold coins and magic crystals and left—these were bestowed upon him personally by the lord, something he could boast about to his descendants!

……

On the other side, Kroa and Eurydice completed their experiment in a small plane, but the results were unsatisfactory. After leaving the Zemurian continent, the divine authority represented by the Thorn Deer God quickly "withered".

To activate that, one needs to set up a very complicated magic pattern structure and divide the space, artificially creating a space where divine authority can take effect.

Simply put, other spaces cannot allow the program "Thorn Deer God.exe" to run; only the space in the Zemuria continent can ensure its operation.

This greatly disappointed Eurydice.

"What's the point if it doesn't work outside of Thermio? Our thesis is unlikely to pass the Astral Council's review..." He sighed deeply.

Although he had expected it, he still couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Because of his teacher, Elise had long ago said with disdain that he would have a hard time succeeding, and that if he wanted to ask her for something, he would have to pay a "subtle" price.

Do we really have to ask the teacher for help?

To completely replicate and reconstruct the laws and structure of the Zemurian continent would be incredibly difficult. The benefits would be completely disproportionate to the effort; such a thing would be a laughing stock and utterly useless.

Kroya looked at Eurydice and smiled slightly: "Perhaps I have a way? Mage Eurydice, give me some time. After all, this is a paper we worked on together, and I will certainly contribute."

He already has an idea.

"However, you might have to lend me this small dimension for a while."

Eurydice gave Chloe a deep look. "Then it's up to you. If we work together, we're sure we can create something that will surprise them."

He left with a sense of relief after he finished speaking.

Kroa watched him leave, gazing at this unremarkable little plane, then took out her harp and gently plucked it with her fingers.

As he sang, the iridescent light spread lightly in all directions, and every short distance a rainbow grass sprouted, swaying in the wind and emitting a faint yet magnificent light.

"It really can."

"It's a little bit strenuous..."

At this moment, the world seemed to have changed in his eyes; it was a world composed of lines and soft music, like data.

It is both simple and complex; it is a very strange existence.

When he heard Ilster say that the "Poem of the Origin" was used to set the rules of the world, he wondered if the "Poem of the Rainbow" could also intervene in the rules of the world.

Surprisingly, it actually works.

Then, all he needs to do is insert the basic structure of "Zemrio.exe," which he recorded throughout all the Rainbow Grass Lands, into the rules of this world...

The iridescent light flowed from his slender fingertips where they touched the strings of the gopher harp, like a winding stream slowly entering the deepest part of the plane's rules.

He had a very strange feeling during this process.

It seemed somewhat similar to the feeling of being branded inside the spirit body of the Warcraft Star, only more delicate, more...

He quickly became engrossed in it.

Unbeknownst to him, a touch of translucent starlight seemed to have appeared within his rainbow-colored radiance, as if it contained countless mysteries, colorless starlight.

With its addition, installing "Thermio.exe" became much smoother.

About a month later, Kroya finally opened her eyes, only to find something strange about this small plane before her—

[Imprinting complete, small-XCIX_Ⅹ (Semurio.exe)]

This magic originates from the combination of Kroa's "Rainbow Poem" and "Astral Imprint." During the formation and effectiveness of this magic, this plane will adapt to and be able to operate under rules that can only function on the Zemurian continent, including, but not limited to, the divine authority of the gods.

[Note: This magic requires frequent maintenance to be effective. The plane will instinctively reject the laws brought by other planes to avoid being assimilated.]

[Note: This magic was a forced imprint performed by Kroya through "The Poem of Primordial Origin: The Rainbow Chapter".]

Kroa: "...!!!"

No, what is this?

The Celestial Imprint Technique actually works on planes?!

Wait, this number looks familiar... The Holy Spring Merchant Guild seemed to have given him the same number in the previous dimension. Could this also be something Eurydice bought from the Holy Spring Merchant Guild?

He felt as if he had discovered something incredible.

The Celestial Spirit Imprint Technique and the Rainbow Poem can indeed be used together! He can use the latter to sense and insert into the laws of the plane, and then imprint them using the Celestial Spirit Imprint Technique.

The only question is, is this only applicable to the worlds sold by the Holy Spring Merchant Guild, or is it applicable to all of them? If it is applicable to all of them, then changing the world would be a piece of cake for him.

Just as he was pondering, the surrounding space suddenly became unstable. A deep, dark light emanated from the unknown, and it seemed that a box in the depths had opened its ferocious maw toward him.

He was frozen before he could even react.

That's the power of time!

What is this terrifying power of time?

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