Offer blocks to the end times

In the following days, Myne collapsed due to a fever. During these days, the real winter arrived. The snowstorm turned the whole city white, and the snow piled up thickly on the streets. Few people were clearing it, except for the guards at the gates.

After all, most people have stored up their supplies and are staying indoors for the winter, and the same is true for Myne's house. However, the wooden windows are not transparent and are tightly closed to prevent wind and snow from getting in, making the house dark. Only the flickering fire in the fireplace provides a little light, but it is still very dark.

However, even with the firelight, it was still a bit cold. Myne was wrapped in a blanket by the fireplace, while Eva and Dolly were doing handicrafts at a table, mainly mending clothes, weaving cloth, and making baskets. Of course, they would light a candle while doing these things. As for Günter, he was still on duty at the city gate.

Watching her family doing handicrafts, Myne also began her long-held plan with great interest: to make papyrus. With this, she could go to the bookstore owner and ask for books to read!

Of course, this was Myne's idea; Senju didn't remember saying it. Then, Myne, holding a handful of fine threads, began to weave with great enthusiasm. However, weaving fine threads into a flat surface by hand is extremely laborious. Moreover, Myne didn't start with the simplest 3x3 but instead laid out many 'vertical lines' and then interlaced them with 'horizontal lines,' which made it even more difficult.

Despite her intense concentration, Myne still made mistakes from time to time. After all, this required immense focus. She only managed to weave the size of a bottle cap in one day. On the second day, she expanded it to half a bottle cap. By the third day, Myne finally snapped! Who could possibly continue like this?!

Eva, standing nearby, was also getting annoyed with her daughter's constant playing and shooed her away to help her sister weave a basket. To Senju's surprise, Myne was surprisingly skilled at basket weaving. Even casually, she produced a beautiful basket. But, given her excellent weaving skills, why didn't she use them when weaving 'paper'?! Moreover, there are similarities between making papyrus and basket weaving, yet Myne didn't notice any of them?

Seeing this, Senju couldn't help but shake her head. It seemed that although Myne liked books, she had only studied them by rote before. She hadn't discovered the connections between things here. However, perhaps after living here for a while, she would gradually learn to put the content of the books into practice.

As I was pondering this, the shop door was suddenly pushed open, and a well-dressed, handsome young man with blue hair and a ponytail, carrying an umbrella, walked in. "Oh, I didn't expect there to be a barrier here. It's so warm."

"A guest?" Senju looked at the other person and was slightly surprised. "Impressive magical power, even higher than Myne's. And the umbrella immediately turned back into a magic stone after the other person came in. Clearly a skilled person, though still quite ordinary. "The goods and prices are on the shelves over there. Guests can choose for themselves."

"The merchandise," the handsome blue-haired man glanced at a shelf to the side, which was cluttered with various rings, necklaces, swords, and the like. But after looking at the prices, he couldn't help but rub his eyes. "So expensive? No one can afford it!"

"Is it expensive? It's only a low-level item costing 10,000 gold coins. This is really a backwater," Thousand Hands muttered seemingly casually, then looked at the customer opposite him. "If you don't have money, buy something cheaper. Let me see..."

She glanced at the customer opposite her; the most eye-catching feature was the silver hair ring in his hair. Thousand Hands raised a hand, and a jade hairpin flew out from a shelf. "How about this? The Spirit Heart Hairpin. It can ensure mental clarity and enhance magical power. Only 100 gold coins now..."

"Too expensive, too expensive, no thanks," the customer waved his hand casually, then looked at Qian Shou curiously, "Since this is a poor, remote place, I wonder why you came here? Isn't it easier to make money in those big cities?"

"Well, it's just a personal whim," Senju shrugged casually, glancing at the customers over there. "Just like how the lord might suddenly appear in this shabby little shop."

"A shabby little shop, huh? Hahaha~" The customer, or rather, Sylvester, the lord of Elenfest, laughed loudly, then looked at Thousand Hands seriously, "Since you know this is my territory, didn't you ever think that I would come looking for you after you killed my uncle?"

"Your uncle? Who is your uncle?" The Thousand Hands, who could read minds, instantly saw the image of the Temple Chief in the other person's mind. "Oh, so it's him. Well, I'm too lazy to hide it anymore. I did kill the Temple Chief, but so what? You didn't have any good feelings towards him either, did you?"

“That’s right, I don’t have a good impression of him at all. He’s always been a burden to my mother. I’ve wanted to get rid of him for a long time. But, since he’s my uncle, you should at least offer some compensation after you kill him, right?” Sylvester casually sat down in a chair to the side, and Thousand Hands looked at him. “So, what kind of compensation do you want?”

“A small silver coin will do,” Sylvester said with a smile, holding up one finger. Senju was speechless at this answer. Just how much did this lord hate his uncle?! Shaking his head, Senju pulled out a...

Here's a small silver coin. Keep the change.

“There’s no way to find him anyway,” Sylvester grumbled, then looked at Thousand Hands seriously, a hint of authority in his eyes. “Let’s just leave it at that, High Priest. My beloved uncle died from a magical error.”

“Yes, that’s how it is,” Senju nodded from the side, and Sylvester resumed his casual smile. “Well then, nice to meet you. I am Sylvester Ellenfest, the lord of this poor town.”

“Well, it’s not poor here,” Senju smiled and nodded. Only the common people were poor. “I am Senju, a magician who travels all over the world. Bailey, serve tea!”

Bailey, who was standing there, gave a slight bow, and with a flick of her hand, brought over a tea tray. She then poured two cups of tea and placed them in front of the two of them. Senju took a small sip and gestured to the other party, "Please."

"What a peculiar smell," Sylvester said, taking a sip after smelling it. Then, looking at Thousand Hands, he said, "Judging from the barrier outside, you must be a super powerful magician, right? I need to ask you for a favor."

"What is it?" Thousand Hands looked at the other person lazily while drinking tea, while Sylvester became serious again. "You know about the lack of magic power in the temple, right? Without enough magic power, the spring harvest prayer ceremony next year cannot be completed. Many villages will definitely suffer reduced production because of this. Therefore, I would like to ask you to help replenish the magic power of the divine artifacts in the temple."

Chapter 1962 Paro

"Reduced production?" Senju looked at the other calmly. The magic here is quite amazing. For example, without fertilizer, the soil will deteriorate and the grain yield will decrease. Normally, the only solution is to add fertilizer or change the farmland. However, the magic here replenishes the missing elements in the soil, turning barren land into fertile land.

Of course, this process requires magic props, which is the temple's heritage. It is because of this skill that the temple has established its prestige in various cities. After all, no one can go without food.

Performing this ritual requires a lot of magic power. Right now, all the magicians in the temple combined can't activate the tool. If that's the case, production will definitely decrease next year, which will be a problem for the lord.

“I understand,” Senju nodded, then looked at the other person seriously. “Do you want an emergency solution or a permanent solution?”

"A permanent solution?"

"That's right, haven't you ever thought about why it suddenly became barren?"

"Isn't it because the grain was harvested?"

"That's right. The reason it suddenly became barren is because humans only know how to take things from the land, but don't know how to give anything back to the land. As a result, the soil naturally becomes scarce, and then magic is needed to replenish it in order to restore its fertility."

"That's right, that's exactly it."

"So, have you ever thought about returning what was taken from the soil so that you wouldn't need to replenish it with magic?"

"Return it? How do we return it? Do we have to take the grain?"

"Of course not. After the grass and trees are burned, there is ash. After the straw is eaten by animals, there is excrement. Of course, humans also produce waste. By collecting and mixing these wastes, and then spreading them evenly in the fields, the soil can be restored to fertility."

"Um..." That makes a lot of sense, but Sylvester instinctively resisted after hearing it. After all, things like farmyard manure are hard for an ignorant person to understand. "Well, let me think about it. What kind of emergency method are you talking about?"

"Too bad you missed out on something good," Thousand Hands shook his head, beckoning to the side. A jade lamp floated over. It looked similar to the lamp he'd given Frieda, but this was a high-grade item—a secret treasure of the Chinese server, the Lotus Lantern, which granted limitless magic power. Well, actually, it was just a MP pack with a cap of ten million. "Here, take this. Go ahead."

"What is this?!" Grasping the lamp, Sylvester instantly felt as if he had connected with the very source of the gods, and boundless magic opened a door to him. "Impossible! Such a divine artifact!"

"Go," Thousand Hands waved his hand. Sylvester stood up, bowed, and left. Although he didn't understand many things, he knew that the people here were very capable. Thinking about the 'permanent solution' they mentioned, Sylvester thought he could try it out somewhere, even though it felt dirty.

The blizzard was short-lived. After a few days, the weather finally cleared up. The morning sun shone brightly in the cloudless sky, making everything appear snow-white. It was cold all over again, and it suddenly felt like a quiet snowfield.

However, while eating steamed buns and drinking soy milk early in the morning, Qian Shou noticed that many commoners had suddenly gone out in the snow. A large number of people had poured out of the city at this time of year, which surprised Qian Shou. They were all hibernating, so why were they coming out now? And going outside the city? Was there something out there? Hmm, there must be some good thing that made so many people go out.

Looking at the snow outside, Senju thought for a moment, then carved a pair of skis, took two sticks, and went out to watch the fun. She slowly skied along, and quite a few people saw her. The way Senju moved freely on the snow left a deep impression on many people. Unfortunately, only a few people vaguely thought that she could make skis; the others were just amazed.

Senju was also amazed, in the forest

The forest has become filled with many trees that resemble crystals or ice crystals, with white fruits the size of volleyballs hanging from them. People are burning bonfires under the trees, and there are many children in the trees. Every now and then, fruits fall to the ground.

Thousand Hands was very curious about the fruits, but when he got closer, the people by the fire under the tree said that they had taken over the tree and that if he wanted to pick the fruits, he could go into the forest to find a new tree.

Of course, Thousand Hands didn't come to pick the fruit. With a wave of his hand, two small silver coins appeared in his palm. "Don't worry, I don't want this tree. I just want to ask you some questions and tell me about this tree. These two small silver coins are yours."

"Really?!" The other person looked very surprised and then started to talk. Only then did Senju learn that this tree was called the Paru tree, a kind of magic tree, and its fruit, the Paru fruit, was a rare sweet treat in the dead of winter.

However, the branches of the Paro tree are very strong, and it is impossible to pick the fruit with force or tools. Only by letting the branches warm up and soften will they break and the Paro fruit be harvested.

However, fire cannot be used on the tree; the tree's magic will extinguish it. So, you can only warm it with your hands to break the branches. This seems ordinary, but it is also a sign of wisdom. Unfortunately, due to technological limitations, the people here have not yet reached a more advanced level.

Thousand Hands touched the tree trunk; it was completely ice. He tested its hardness and found it to be three times harder than steel. He raised his hand and tried to touch the tree with a small fireball, but the fireball was neutralized by the tree's magic as soon as it got close. Even though such a fireball could burn through steel plates.

After testing it for a while, Senju handed the money to the other party and then went to find the Paru tree. There were quite a few people moving around in the snow forest, and everyone's goal was the Paru tree. However, Senju could enter the deeper part of the jungle. After a while, he found a lone Paru tree.

Raising her hand, a solid line of fire circled around a thin branch, causing the fruit on it to fall down. After catching it, Senju looked at the fruit in her hand. The outer shell was snow-white, seemingly ice, but after peeling off a layer, there was flesh inside. She tasted it, and it was quite sweet. After peeling off a little more, there was a milky white liquid inside.

"Uh, an iced coconut?" Looking at the fruit in her hand and smelling its aroma, Senju was slightly surprised. The structure and taste of this were very similar to a coconut. Of course, this one was a bit icy. Looking at the large pile of fruit on the tree, Senju thought it would be nice to collect some now and drink it in the summer.

Next, Senju went to pick fruit. He put down his skateboard, jumped onto a tree, used his fire blade to cut off branches, and then put the fruit into his spatial pouch. He was extremely fast; in two or three hours, he had collected more than a hundred. However, his goal for today was a thousand!

Chapter 1963 Guarding the Mind and Meditation

However, around noon, as Senju was floating in the air with countless fire threads automatically flying around her picking fruit, the ice tree suddenly glowed and then grew rapidly. All the fruit on the tree was bounced off, but after landing, the fruit melted and disappeared without a trace. However, Senju sensed it and discovered a hidden life force there, which meant it was reproducing.

"Using the sun to reproduce, that's really amazing." Looking at the midday sun, Senju shook his head. Looking at his spatial pouch, he already had several hundred. Feeling that it was about enough, he skied home.

Along the way, he saw many adults and children carrying several Paru fruits. Everyone seemed very excited, talking about how much sweet juice they could get, how much oil they could extract, and how they could exchange the residue after pressing the oil for chicken feed to exchange for a few eggs.

Senju was somewhat speechless. Food was scarce here, so couldn't these fruits be treated better? If they could be fed to chickens, wouldn't it be better for humans to eat them? He had eaten the flesh of those fruits before; it looked a lot like coconut meat and was very nutritious.

Everyone was starving, yet they used this to feed the chickens. It's really hard to understand. Well, of course, the people here don't have the talent or awareness to eat everything, which makes a lot of delicious food go to waste.

With nothing to do at home, Senju began his daily meditation and self-cultivation. At first, he was a little irritable, but after noticing the irritability, he began to slowly cultivate and calm himself down. This could be considered a kind of spiritual practice. Home is where the heart is. He had experienced so many worlds before, but he had never felt at peace. He needed to cultivate himself to the point where he could control his mind at will.

However, this was the first time Senju had truly focused on cultivation, or rather, meditation, in the outside world. When he regained consciousness, a month had already passed. Sensing the passage of time, he couldn't help but shake his head. In all the years since his transmigration, this was one of the few times he had seriously cultivated.

Just as I thought, the power gained from devouring isn't very stable. If I were to reverse the Void and open up new dimensions in my current state, I would be contributing to the void.

After asking Bailey, she learned that not a single customer had come this month. Instead, someone came to sell things. Bailey bought three books for two large gold coins. In addition, there was a visit from the guild master, but Bailey declined because it was inconvenient for her to use her hands. She only received the rent for the unlimited gold coin pocket.

The other thing is that Myne peeked out the window a few times, but was always dragged away by her father, mother, or sister who were with her. After all, it was still winter. Myne said she would only look for a while, but once she was there, she didn't want to leave.

If Senju were here, he might...

She came in, but it was Belle who was minding the shop. As a demon, she was perhaps a little more human than a robot. They often looked at each other through the window, one in the warm indoor space and the other in the snow.

Looking at Myne now, she was learning to write in the guard room, with several other prospective soldiers studying alongside her. Was she on the right track? Shaking his head, Senju no longer had much interest in studying. It was better to rely on himself than others. If Myne happened to be outside when he woke up next time, he would take her as his disciple. Thinking this, Senju closed his eyes and began to cultivate again.

When he opened his eyes again, Senju realized that it was already spring. He couldn't help but shake his head. Before he knew it, so much time had passed. It was a pity about all the things he had specially prepared. He was feeling a little irritable. But since it was spring now, he decided to go out for a stroll.

"..." After walking in the forest for a while, he heard a strange sound. When he went over to take a look, Senju was speechless. Little Myne was digging in the ground with a wooden shovel. However, the ground there was clay, which was very hard. In addition, the wooden shovel was useless. Myne's movements were of no use.

"What are you doing?" Senju asked, squatting to the side, which startled Myne. "Wow!"

"Ah, it's you, the bookstore demon—no, the bookstore owner! You're back!" Myne was quite pleased to see who was beside her, though she had accidentally called out the wrong name. Seeing Senju's dangerous gaze, she gave a dry laugh. "Well, hahaha, I'm making clay slabs. The papyrus I was trying to make last time failed."

"Is that so? Clay tablets?" Senju nodded. They were also a kind of carrier of knowledge from civilization. Hmm, they felt similar to oracle bone script. However, clay tablets were easier to process and more regular. Then he scooped up a large lump of clay with his shovel, and then with a slight clasp of his hands, the clay in the middle was pressed into a square tablet. "Is this how it is?"

"(⊙⊙)" Although she knew the other party was a magician, Myne was still a little dumbfounded when she saw this scene. This was too convenient! With this ability, wouldn't she be able to make as many clay boards as she wanted? She asked excitedly, "How is this made? Is it magic? It's amazing, can I learn it?"

"Myne!" Just then, a blond kid darted out from the woods. Well, he was someone I knew, someone I'd seen a few times before; he seemed to be the carpenter's youngest son. He recognized Senju immediately. "It's you?!"

"Huh? Lutz, do you know him?" Myne seemed quite surprised. Lutz nodded. "I've seen him twice before in the forest. What do you need Myne for?"

The second half of the sentence was addressed to Senju. So young, yet so wary. Senju casually waved her hand. "It's nothing. By the way, Myne, I see you have good potential. Would you be willing to become my apprentice?"

"Are there books to read?" Myne's eyes sparkled. Senju nodded. "Of course, there are many, more than you could read in ten thousand years."

"Really? That's wonderful, Master!!!" Myne was overjoyed. Senju rubbed his forehead, realizing he had made a mistake in seeking her guidance on willpower. He had only offered a small lure, and she had already taken the bait. The young man beside him was getting anxious, "Myne!"

"Shut up for now," Thousand Hands said, silencing Lutz with a gesture. He then wrote on a floating stone slab, and soon a meditation incantation appeared on it, followed by a flame. Many invisible tremors appeared in the void, and finally the clay slab transformed into a clay magic book that could be opened and closed, which then floated in front of Myne. "Take this and practice it well. It can solve the problem of excessive magic power in your body."

"Magic? Do I have magic?" Myne was somewhat surprised, and even more surprised. So this was just the beginning of her legendary journey. With the clay magic book floating around her, Myne instantly imagined countless legendary tales.

Chapter 1964 Unreliable Disciple

Watching Myne lost in thought, Senju beckoned to Lutz, who was desperately trying to say something but couldn't make a sound. He looked terrified, and only after Senju beckoned did he manage to speak, "...words!"

"Whoa!" The shout startled Myne, who was lost in thought. Looking at her companion who was yelling beside her, she exclaimed, "Luz, what are you yelling about?!"

"Ah, I can talk now!" Lutz was overjoyed, jumping around happily. Then he looked at Senju with some fear, and then at Myne with concern. "Myne, do you really want to become this person's apprentice?"

"Mmm," Myne nodded happily, then shook Senju's arm, "Master~ let's go read a book~"

"..." Looking at the coquettish Myne, Thousand Hands covered his face speechlessly, "I don't know if taking you as my disciple is a good thing or a bad thing. Now is not the time to tell stories. Read this article carefully and comprehend the mysteries of magic. You don't want to be devoured by the magic power in your body, do you?"

"Being devoured by magic?" Myne asked curiously. Senju thought for a moment, "Do you feel a powerful heat flow in your body? That's magic, but ordinary people can't control it and can only be devoured."

"Ah, so that's magic?" Myne exclaimed in surprise, then looked at the clay book spinning around her and instantly forgot about magic. "Ah, a flying clay book! How amazing!"

"Well, it's alright," Senju shook his head. If it weren't for the limitations of his power, he could easily create a book sea system.

However, Myne was too carefree. She started reading seriously, and then scratched her head, saying, "Master, I don't quite understand these."

“Learn slowly,” Senju flicked the clay book, and the book merged into Myne’s body. “It can absorb your excess magic power and also has some storage space. If you add other materials, it can even evolve. Of course, you have to use something that can write on it.”

"Really? That's amazing!" Myne exclaimed in surprise, then looked at Senju, "Master, let's go read a book~"

"No way~" Senju shook his head. There was no particular reason. Senju just felt that if Myne went to read books now, she would definitely turn back into the bookworm she used to be. She knew so much knowledge, but she couldn't apply it at all. Even if he was in disguise now, he didn't need such a useless disciple.

"Sigh~ I'm clearly your apprentice, why won't you let me read books?!" Myne was very disappointed. Thousand Hands couldn't help but tap her on the head. "What kind of books are you reading? You only have half a year left to live, why aren't you cultivating properly? When you become a level one mage, I'll give you two books, level two, I'll give you four books, level three, eight books, and so on."

"Really? Hehehe~" Myne looked like she'd just stolen some chicken. "Master, I'll do my best! By the way, what's the highest level a mage can reach?"