Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

"Instructor, who told you these theories?" asked a young master. He really couldn't bear to listen any more.

He could not accept or understand the so-called equality of all.

"This is our doctrine. If you want to become a true soul warrior, you must comprehend it. If you just practice, you can only practice to the point where you can play music, but you cannot achieve infinite resurrection. It can be said that what I am talking about now is the most core knowledge." The strong man said righteously. But in fact, he was just fooling everyone.

These words are indeed doctrines, but the key to becoming a soul warrior is actually the soul fragment bestowed by the Lord of the Flies.

By using your own soul music to vibrate those fragments, you can produce a soul core that matches you perfectly. After taking the core, you can transform into a true soul warrior. So when the surface world asked to exchange the complete cultivation method, the Soul Cult agreed without hesitation. Because in their opinion, even if they were given the method, they probably wouldn't be able to use it.

However, what the Soul Cult didn't know was that Dio could actually distribute soul fragments on behalf of the Lord of the Flies.

"What a twisted doctrine! It feels like a cult!" Many little guys began to murmur.

Then their eyes lit up. Cults are good! They like cults! They would find cults that are too conventional boring. Children of their age have a rebellious heart. The more exciting things are, the more they pursue them.

Some of the little ones actually showed great interest in the teachings. They would even ask questions and communicate with the instructors. The instructors were also shocked. He did not expect that these little ones would actually listen! This is too outrageous!

"Instructor, I also want to join our sect! This sect sounds so cool!" A young master raised his hand excitedly.

"Um... do you really know what the meaning of joining this sect is?" The instructor always felt that these guys were just having fun.

"Of course I know! Serve the people! You have said it many times! Hehehe~" the young master said with a smile.

The strong man looked at these enthusiastic little guys and suddenly felt a little confused. He hesitated for a while before saying, "Since everyone has this idea, from now on, you are all preparatory members. As long as you make enough contributions, you will become formal believers."

"Are there any rewards for becoming a formal believer?" a girl asked curiously.

The sturdy man scratched his head and finally said, "I'll give each of you a soul music box... This thing seems to be quite valuable over there."

"Great!" Everyone was finally happy. They swung their hoes harder.

They worked until noon, had lunch, took a short rest, and then prepared to go to work in the fields again.

"I have so many blisters on my hands...it hurts so much!"

"Didn't the instructor leave some medicine in the dormitory? Didn't you use it?"

"Ah? When did that happen? How come I didn't know about it?"

"Maybe you were asleep..."

The injured little guys really got better after applying the medicine. They chattered about the sect.

"From now on, we become part of the cult! As the humblest one-star believers, we need to work hard to climb up! Become priests, then bishops, and finally develop into black archbishops! And I! Am the man who will become the Pope!" A young master stood on the table and said with high spirits.

"Haha, you are so amazing, you must have understood the doctrine, right? Come on! Tell me the basic concepts of the theory of contradiction!"

"Ah...this..."

"Tsk! You don't know anything, yet you're still pretending!"

"Then do you understand?"

"Of course……"

In fact, these kids didn't understand at all, they just memorized those theories mechanically. But this didn't stop them from pretending to be cool among their classmates. Because those profound sentences themselves looked quite cool. When they were in the ground world, they often recited some philosophical sentences and some inexplicable love poems to pretend to be cool. But those sentences didn't feel as cool as the ones they learned now.

Everyone said that after a while of noise, a familiar song was heard outside the house. Many people sang along directly, and they thought it was very powerful.

Everyone went outside while singing. At this time, the soul-strong man was stroking his chin, lost in thought.

"Instructor, are we still going to farm in the afternoon?"

"Not for now. From now on, you can farm in the morning, and come with me to serve the people in the afternoon. Talking without doing is always empty. Only through practice can you have a deeper understanding of the doctrine." said the strong man.

"Ah...what should we do?" Everyone looked confused.

The instructor did not answer them, but led them to the village.

In fact, the village is inhabited by elderly people, and most of the young people have moved to the nearby city, where the living conditions are better.

However, young people in this world don't need to buy houses, their houses are allocated. So if they want, they can move to the city. But the older generation prefers to stay in the village.

"The road here is in bad condition. It will be very muddy when it rains. You should find a way to repair it." The instructor said, pointing to the bumpy ground.

"Ah? We don't know how to repair the road! Instructor, please teach us!" The little guys were a little confused.

"It doesn't matter, you can practice it any way you want. I will give you grades based on your performance." The instructor sat down on a big rock nearby and crossed his legs.

Everyone stared at the ground for a moment, not knowing what to do. They were used to doing menial jobs. But they had never seen a road repair before! How to do this?

"I have an idea! I've seen gardeners planting gardens! We can shovel the soil here and plant some grass!" said a little noble girl.

"Is this how to build a road?" Everyone was not quite sure, so they started to build the road according to their own ideas.

Many people followed the noble girl's advice and shoveled some soil on both sides of the road. They also transplanted some weeds or small flowers.

After their renovation, the entire bumpy road surface was transformed into a curious little garden.

"Hehehe~" The sturdy man stared at the scene and laughed non-stop. There was no malice in his laughter, he just thought these little guys had too rich imagination.

Some people with strange ideas even thought of a fish pond. They poured some water into the pit and then caught some tadpoles and put them in.

Until now, they have forgotten the original purpose of building the road and started to let themselves go.

The strong man did not blame anyone, he just watched everything calmly.

"Okay, I see everyone's road is almost finished. Then let's go to the next stop... There is a small theater in the village. But it has been in disrepair for a long time. Your next task is to repair it."

"Oh!!" With the experience of road construction, everyone felt that building a theater was no big deal. They were full of energy and followed the strong man with confidence.