I have a shelter

When George woke up, it was a little dark outside the window. He opened the scroll and checked it out, and found that the territory was operating in an orderly manner, which made him feel at ease.

It seems that because he got enough rest, the 2 points of mana he consumed last night have been restored. Not only that, he found that his wisdom increased by 0.1 again, reaching [Wisdom: 0.4, Mana: 4/4].

‘It seems that this so-called wisdom is indeed related to faith and divine grace. The territory's divine grace has now reached 186. I wonder if my wisdom will increase after it exceeds 200. ’

Suddenly there was a clanging hammer sound outside the house. The sound sounded a little cautious, but it still vaguely reached the lord's ears.

George put on his boots, huffed and walked out of the room, and found Lorna holding a small hammer and nailing a small sign in front of the bar.

"Oh, I almost forgot about this." The Lord scratched his sleepy face and said. He originally planned to write it himself after waking up, but he forgot about it.

The sudden sound behind Lorna startled the timid girl, and she almost even flew out the hammer in her hand.

She turned around and saw that it was the lord, and her face became even more horrified.

‘Why does this guy always look frightened? ’ George shook his head secretly, and squatted in front of the sign, squinting his eyes for a few times, showing a bit of surprise.

"Are you literate?"

Although the characters drawn with charcoal are crooked, they can indeed make people understand the meaning. However, how many adventurers are literate who can do such obscene things as tipping buttocks?

So what the black-hearted boss said before was just to give the waitress some comfort so that she could work honestly.

Little Stutter was too scared to answer. He turned his head to avoid the lord's eyes and looked at him cautiously with his peripheral vision. Looks like a crazy, stupid little dork.

'Actually, what she is really afraid of is not the lord, but everyone. Judging from the attitudes of the villagers, the life she had experienced before was very bad. This may cause her to have some psychological problems, so she may not be born with the stuttering and timid appearance. ’

Except for the sentence "not afraid of the lord", George's summary can be said to hit the point. Lorna is like a dirty stray kitten, with a great fear of people.

It is very difficult to get such people to let go of their psychological defenses. And the shadow of a person's childhood often stays with him throughout his life.

But in George's eyes, her remarks changed again.

[The literate tavern waitress whose hair might scare away adventurers]

[Do you think this little stutterer who doesn’t like to talk much and seems to have some mental problems may be a witch]

Shaking his head, George gave up the complaints in his heart. He stretched out and sat swaggeringly on the chair next to the fire pit. While taking off his shoes, he put his legs on another stool. Then he rubbed his feet.

Looking at the stray kitten in front of him, George felt that he had to comfort her: ""Don't worry, Lorna. No one will touch your butt, but you have to rub the lord's legs first. "

These words made Lorna's face pale again, but she still followed his words after looking at the lord carefully.

And poured a cup of tea for the lord.

Feeling the satisfaction brought by the bad taste, George snorted comfortably and asked, "Where are Martin and Jack?"

The thin girl lowered her head and did not answer.

George looked at the idiot in front of him and sighed depressedly. Then he threw the scroll in his arms into the fire pit and stared at it, dazed.

‘These people are actually very hardworking after putting aside their fear. The work is also extremely efficient. It seems that the people at the mill have almost finished their work, and they have all joined the harvest team. It is hard to imagine that this is a group of women and old people. ’

‘There isn’t much wheat in the fields, so it’s easy to harvest, but potatoes and sweet potatoes are hard to dig. But on average, one person per day and one acre of land is enough. At this rate, we can start sowing autumn potatoes and cabbage in two weeks. ’ George rubbed his chin and thought: ‘We need to add some fertilizer this time. Well, there is no rush to grind the grains. Let the servants take out all the burned corpses at night. After grinding them, they can be used as golden garbage and fertilizer. ’

With some more divine favor tonight, George plans to take back the mill. This building seems to be very special and has a great effect. And it itself is not too far away. After it is recovered, the territory will be connected to it. The fog in the large surrounding fields will be dispelled and shrouded in divine grace, which will be conducive to the work of the people in the territory.

It also facilitates the actions of the servants of heaven.

He remembered that there were several large millstones outside the mill, and it took several donkeys to turn them together. The citizens couldn't use them, and George didn't plan to use them to grind any grain in the future. He might as well pick one out and use it specifically to grind the 'golden lump'.

Otherwise, just relying on the dung and eggs of the people and livestock would not be able to make the autumn potatoes grow well.

Moreover, there is not enough open space in the cemetery. We should find a good way to deal with those charred remains.

Thinking of this, George looked at the cemetery again. The bodies found seemed to have been transported to the cemetery.

There were many corpses outside in the past two days, but he didn't have time to save them. We can only wait until the burning time at night and do it together.

But there seemed to be a few servants in heaven, so he planned to go out and wander around at night.

Servants of the Kingdom of Heaven are essentially ghosts. Heroic spirits can be transformed by powerful souls, so there is no reason why ghosts that are already capable of manifesting cannot be transformed into servants of the Kingdom of Heaven after being inspired.

The night watchmen and patrols did a lot of work during the day, and the area within two kilometers of the shelter was basically clean. As for some sporadic zombies on the edge of the territory, they have just wandered over from the east and west sides. When they reach the range of the night watchman, they can be dealt with directly by him.

Unlike patrols, night watchmen can know the location of monsters through scrolls.

He took another look at the blacksmith shop and found that the javelin and shield were almost ready. Two pieces of chainmail were also repaired. It seems that the Holy Spirit and the blacksmith handled the matter very well this afternoon.

After telling Lorna that she was going to cook and don't forget to wash her hair with hot water, George went to the blacksmith shop.

As he approached, George heard a series of clanking sounds, and when he got closer, he found Alexander shirtless and holding a hammer. On another iron felt next to it, there were several hammers dancing in the air.

Martin and Jack, whom he had asked about their whereabouts before, were watching the excitement.

"My lord! My lord! What a miracle!" After seeing George coming, the old blacksmith went over to greet him. Dancing with excitement.

After chatting for a while, George knew what happened in the afternoon.

"Not long after you left, I saw two Holy Spirits descending from the sky in the light. Then they disappeared in bursts of hymns, and all the tools began to wave on their own! I knew they must be gods. Sent to help us. I kept kneeling on the ground and praying, telling them what weapons I hoped to forge. At first, they seemed not familiar with how to forge ordinary soldiers, but after I told them some key tips, they made something. Even better than me!"

"After Sir Alexander came over, his suggestion gave me a flash of inspiration - he and the Holy Spirits are so powerful, why bother to go to so much trouble and calcine the iron so many times? We gave it a try, and the efficiency not only increased Several times, I didn’t expect that the forged thing is also extremely hard!”

George was stunned. He picked up a dark javelin head and looked at it. The remarks on it were actually much better than his sharp dagger!

‘Similar to this technology, it seems that it can be used on armor iron sheets! ’ George couldn’t help but froze.

Both the Servant of Heaven and Alexander are frighteningly strong. If they cooperate with the experience of the old blacksmith and improve the process, they may really be able to make 'cold forged' armor.