Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

On a wasteland, everyone made a simple cemetery for the witch.

"Teacher, are there many faded people in this town?" The vendor was a little curious.

"Well, there should be at least three." Dio nodded.

"But don't worry, it won't take long for them to leave here."

Although everyone was a little curious, they did not dare to continue asking.

Melina, who was in ghost form, showed a look of contempt.

In fact, Dio guessed well. She does have demigod-level power, and her projections can also be found in other worlds. They will all do the same task, which is to pay attention to those who are qualified to become kings.

And Dio is the most wretched person he has ever seen among those who are qualified to become kings. Perhaps the death of his witch was also the guidance of fate, preventing him from becoming king.

Dio squirmed his back, feeling Melina's gaze.

Melina is usually very low-key. Even if she pays attention to herself, Dio doesn't feel it. But now that he can feel the other party's gaze, it must be that the other party did this on purpose.

"...Trouble." Dio was speechless.

However, Dio would not regret killing the Faded One.

The blessing point has been blocked by him, and the faded ones who stayed nearby will soon leave to find the next blessing point.

Without the interference of those guys, he should be able to develop well.

In the following period, Dior still led people to farm.

And their deeds gradually spread in the town. Many people came here to watch the fun.

They pointed fingers at Dior, but a small number of people joined Dior.

"Hey, when they grow food, they will definitely share it with us! We can just wait here."

"Then what if they don't give it?"

"Hmph! Then destroy this food! No one will eat it!"

Some people have completely distorted their xinxing.

Other missionaries who did not join Dio also scorned Dio's behavior.

Their ideas are different from those of beggars. They are ready to snatch the food when it is harvested.

After all, they still have a large number of people, and it is not easy to grab food.

However, as the days go by. These missionaries realized something was wrong.

Because those guys who followed Dior actually achieved results! They really converted a group of old fritters and joined their sect.

Ordinary people who joined Dior gradually became friends with the missionaries while working together with them every day.

Their relationship ceases to be one of giver and beggar, and becomes a more equal exchange.

Without the connection of interests, some teachings that sounded like farts in the past now sound a bit interesting.

"The magic of destiny tells us that everyone has his own path. Please follow your heart's desire, because your heart will not lie to you. What your heart desires is your path!" Dionysian taught the girl while working. The woman next to her preaches.

She shared the wine bag around her waist with everyone. This is a wine brewed through her prayers, which can greatly relieve fatigue and is very delicious.

"Has your wine recipe changed? Why is it different from what we drank before? Although I have drunk the wine you gave me before, the taste at that time was not as sweet as it is now." A woman was puzzled.

"Haha, this is the power of the mind. Taking a sip of wine after working hard will always make you feel extremely satisfied. This is what I discovered recently."

"Hahaha! Thank you! We also want to brew such a beautiful wine, can you help us?"

"Uh... ah?" The girl from the Dionysus Cult did not react for a moment.

"We want to join the Dionysian sect." The women said devoutly.

The Dionysus girl was stunned for a long time before she nodded calmly.

She has always felt that preaching is a difficult thing. She has given speeches on the street countless times, but the number of responders is very limited. Most of them just want to buy her wine for free.

But why is it different this time? Obviously everyone is just working together...

In fact, not only Dionysus girls, but also people from other sects have gained something. It's just that there aren't as many Dionysus girls.

As supper approached, several missionaries gathered together.

Their expressions are somewhat complicated.

In fact, according to the standards set for them above, they have already met the standards. Logically speaking, they should be able to be promoted.

But what's weird is that they suddenly don't want to be promoted. They feel very good about being here. There is a quite fulfilling feeling.

And they also fell in love with the missionary profession. It turns out that it is so much fun to help everyone solve problems and provide guidance.

And they felt their understanding of the teachings deepened. They also became more devoted to the gods they believed in.

This resulted in a substantial increase in their strength.

"What should we do now? Someone from above has already urged me to report to the headquarters as soon as possible..." The vendor from the Epileptic Fire Sect looked a little reluctant.

"I'm about the same, but I applied for a postponement, and the headquarters also allowed it." said the Dionysian girl.

"Oh... I have to leave tomorrow." The boy in white from the Blood Sect felt a little melancholy.

"..."

The atmosphere fell silent.

Just then, Dio came to them.

"Congratulations to everyone. As expected, everyone should have gotten a chance to be promoted, right?" Dior's expression was full of joy.

"Mentor, what should we do? Should we refuse to go back to the headquarters?"

"Huh? Are you kidding? There are better developments, why not go there? This is just your first stop." Dio waved his hand.

"Then what do you do? If we leave, your city-building plan will be shattered."

"Hahaha, I said before, you are all my students, this is very important. Even if you have better development, your identity will not change."

"Perhaps we need your help to build the city. In addition, I have also taught you the methods of preaching. You should have your own understanding."

"Next, you should also have your own power. If I had put some thought into this aspect back then, maybe I wouldn't have... Ahem! That's too far off topic." Dio's expression became serious.

"Next, you should train your own subordinates, select some people you think are good, and let them become my apprentices."

"When they complete their studies, they will become your own force." Dio began to teach everyone how to form a force.

Several missionaries looked at each other.

To be honest, I have gained some insights after this period of time. Instead, they became less interested in fighting for power. The instructor told them this, which made them a little uncomfortable.

Dio seemed to have read their thoughts, his expression was a little helpless. This is the legacy of missionary work.

By deceiving others, you will gradually deceive yourself. These people have changed from the original extremely utilitarian mentality to the current mentality of having no desires and no demands.

Although this is a kind of growth, Dior knows that these are all illusions.

When they return to the intrigue headquarters, this mentality will be shattered in an instant.

"Anywhere with people is full of struggle. Maybe you just want to preach quietly, but many times people can't help themselves. Only when you are strong can you be qualified to do what you like."

Dio hurriedly poured chicken soup for everyone.

Although everyone didn't understand much, they still listened carefully.

After today, several missionaries led their followers back to the headquarters.

The number of people working in the fields suddenly disappeared.

Dio stood on a hill, overlooking the already small-scale fields.

At this moment, several missionaries came to him.

When they saw Dio, they immediately bowed and saluted. "Master Mentor! We are new preachers. The seniors asked us to come to you."

Dio's eyes instantly curled up. "Oh? Are you willing to come to me?"

"Of course! Under your guidance, the seniors have all been promoted!" the new classmate said excitedly.

"It's not easy to be my student. You need to undergo certain training." Dio said.

"Yes! Master Mentor!" These newcomers had no complaints at all.

"Then go farm. I will give you combat training in the evening."

"Yes!"

The newcomers look very motivated.

Dio laughed at this scene. This is the advertising effect. As long as the first step is successful, the next step will be easy to operate.

But he didn't laugh for long before another group of preachers found him.

"Haha, we underestimated you earlier. You can give us a price. We really need those missionary techniques."

This group were the same preachers who had previously rejected Dio.

Dio looked at this angry mob and shook his head slightly. These people are hopeless.

They have neither wisdom nor attitude. He won't collect this garbage so as not to pollute other people.

"Everyone, please come back! Because you can't learn my preaching skills at all." Dio pointed to the newcomers who were enthusiastically taking care of the farmland.

The mob looked at the newcomers with disdainful smiles.

"Haha, if your Excellency has this attitude, then don't blame us for being rude!" They immediately put on a fighting stance, ready to forcibly interrogate the secret.

They didn't understand Dio's strength. After all, in their opinion, even someone as strong as the Faded One was no match for them. What does Dior mean?

Just when everyone was about to explode, a loud noise suddenly came from the distance.

A small mushroom cloud slowly rose into the sky.

The faces of the people around him changed slightly. And Dio's expression became serious.

Because the place of the explosion seemed not far from the blessing point.

Everyone looked at each other. "Hmph! I hope you will think about it again! We won't be able to talk so easily next time!"

The mob took the lead in running towards the place where the explosion occurred, feeling that there should be faded ones there.

Dio narrowed his eyes, and then quietly followed the others.

After arriving at the place, everyone saw the two people fighting at a glance.

And one of them is the intruder who is red all over. As for whether the other person is a fader, everyone is not sure.

The invaders looked down upon the rabble. All her eyes were on the person fighting him.

"Hey! If I remember correctly, this should be your last chance to be resurrected!" The intruder was a woman, but her smile gave others an extremely evil feeling.

"I don't have many runes on me. What will you gain even if you kill me? Why don't you let me live..." The faded man was beaten to such a state that he felt like he could no longer hold on.

But the intruder still had no intention of stopping.

"Please let me go because we fought against the giants together!" The Faded One couldn't help but plead.

The intruder's movements slowed down, and a trace of undetectable melancholy flashed in her eyes.

But she quickly pulled herself out of this mood. The world has completely changed, and former comrades-in-arms have become life-and-death enemies.

This is a winner-takes-all game, and there is no room for retreat.

With the slash of the intruder's sword, the faded man was immediately cut in half.

The intruder reached out and pulled off the other person's ear.

The body of a fader who has used up the number of deaths will not disappear. They would leave the bodies behind like normal people.

The intruder took the ear and threaded it into the necklace around his neck.

"Another one!" Then she calmly picked up the runes on the ground.

Finally, she looked indifferently at the crowd surrounding her.

"What are you looking at?" The intruder's eyes were full of naked murderous intent.

"Hmph! Brothers, come on! We can also get rewards from the headquarters by killing this guy!"

"Oh!!!"

The crowd cheered.

Then they released all kinds of fancy prayers.

The intruder raised his sword and resisted these prayers with some embarrassment.

Although the prayers of the crowd are very low-level, they cannot stand up to the amount of prayers. Moreover, the invaders had just fought a battle, which was a bit expensive. The most important thing is that cross-border invasion will weaken her power by 30%.

"Damn it! Die!" The intruder, who had been passively beaten, suddenly rushed towards the crowd like crazy.

Although she fought hard, she still lost several lives. However, she ran out of gas and collapsed.

After her death, her body slowly dissipated.

"Just wait for me..." She looked at the people around her bitterly.

The people around her looked a little uncomfortable.

"Haha, there is so much in the world, how can she possibly still have the chance to invade here?"

"It's hard to imagine a woman with such eyes! Those faded ones don't look like humans at all."

"Alas~ a few more brothers died."

"..."

Everyone's expressions were a little sad.

They noted the location and then left.

They will report today's events to headquarters. The headquarters will verify the authenticity and then reward them.

As for how to verify the authenticity, this is very easy for the Blood Sect. So no one dared to lie.

Dio hid aside and witnessed the whole battle.

He looked at the rune that had fallen on the ground and was not picked up, but did not go up to pick it up.

Because people from the Blood Sect would come here soon to check, he went to pick up the runes and immediately exposed his identity as a faded person. Besides, he has no interest in Rune.

"Isn't it sad to see Rune but not be able to pick it up?" Melina crossed her arms and said with a smile.

"I just don't understand. Those faded ones are so hard to separate, but why do you just despise me?" Dio was a little confused.

"..." Melina was too lazy to answer.

Those who faded are just ordinary people with no hope of becoming kings, Melina will not look at them.

She despises Dior because in comparison, Dior is still too despicable! He doesn't act like a king.

The other faded people who have the appearance of becoming kings have remarkable moral character. They are not as murderous as other faded people. Each of them is basically very upright.

"Are there many people who are qualified to become kings?" Dio couldn't help but ask.

"..." Melina refused to answer.

"Will you peek when I go to the toilet?" Dio asked again.

"Shut up! Shameless person! I'm not as bad as you!" Melina glared instantly.

"Haha, as an elegant lady, is it a bit too much to follow a single man all day long?" Dior teased.

"Humph! This is just my mission and has nothing to do with you!" Melina said coldly.

"Haha, it's been so long and it still hasn't changed at all. It's really sad." Dio mocked.

Melina's expression became a little suspicious. "you know me?"

"Of course, you were a spy chief in the human kingdom at that time, and you lived under your mother's orders all your life!" Dio was too lazy to look good to Melina.

"..." Melina's expression was a little confused, she couldn't remember what happened before.

"Can you tell me something about me?" Melina asked.

"Haha, I refuse!" Dio walked towards the direction of the blessing point. He remembered that there seemed to be an explosion there.

Melina silently clenched her fists.

In fact, in so many worlds, she has only communicated with Dio.

Because everyone else has their own exclusive witch, there is no need for her as an alternative.

And she doesn't want others to discover her existence, which will greatly hinder her mission. After all, few people like to be stared at all day long.

When Melina came to her senses, Dio had already arrived near the blessing point.

For some reason, the hills here were blown flat before. A talisman point was lying there alone.

Dio twitched his lips.

"Who did this?" He felt that the two faded ones before had no such strength.

Melina walked over and observed the traces on the ground.

"It looks like it was attacked by the dragon's thunder and lightning power."

"Dragon? Are they so idle?" Dio felt a little uncomfortable.

"I don't know either, but I think there will be people protecting the blessing point." Melina shook her head.

This was also the first time she had seen this happen.

Dio frowned and thought for a while, and probably understood.

After all, the best way to eliminate the faded ones is to block the blessing points.

Although ordinary people cannot see the blessing points, smart people can probably guess it through the activity trajectories of the Faded Ones. Especially with the existence of people like the Blood Sect, it is even easier to do such a thing.

If there were ambushes near every blessing point, all the faded ones would probably die sooner or later.

Perhaps in order to avoid this situation, Golden Tree arranged a backup plan.

The giant dragon will attack the blocked blessing point, and no one will dare to block it after a few more attacks.

"But the dragon's work efficiency is too low. It's been two months before he cleaned up this place." Dio shook his head.

Melina seemed to have figured out the key. "Hmph! This is just to prevent some despicable people."

"..." Dio thought for a moment, then knelt down on one knee and began to pray.

As a powerful MLM leader, he has a very profound understanding of faith. After spending so many days together, he had already learned some of the unique skills of his apprentices.

Among them, his favorite is...

"Pray: Scarlet Waste!"

Dio opened his mouth suddenly, and then spit out large mouthfuls of dark red blood next to the blessing point.

After a while, the place was vomited into a small lake.

"Ugh!" Dio retched a few more times, then wiped his mouth.

Melina couldn't hold herself any longer. "What's the point of doing this! You'll get nothing but disgusting others!"

"No, this can be used as a mark." Dio looked calm.

These waste liquids are not fatal to faders, but they can give them some weird smells.

After everything was done, Dio left here smoothly.

Melina glanced at the waste liquid lake with disgust, and then followed Dio silently.

After a few peaceful days, some outsiders heard about Dio's deeds and came to join him one after another.

They are all ordinary people, but they still hold a certain hope for life. They want to follow Dior and build their own city.

Dior treats these people very well.

And those rabble-rousers did not cause trouble for Dior anymore.

Because they had no choice but to discover that Dior also had someone at the headquarters, and they had been ordered not to harass Dior.

As the saying goes, the first level of officialdom can crush people to death, and they dare not ignore the orders from above.

The colleagues who had been hanging out with them suddenly jumped on their heads. This feeling of embarrassment made them feel a little uncomfortable.

They became even more hungry for Dio's missionary knowledge.

Since you can't use force, you can only be humble.

When they found Dio again, they were surprised to find that even the newcomers who had just arrived had successfully preached to a few people.

"Damn it! If I had known earlier, I should have stayed!" Everyone felt a little regretful.

They came to Dio dejectedly and saluted respectfully.

"Dio... mentor. We did something wrong in the previous matter. I hope you won't take it to heart."

Everyone said submissively.

Dio couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene. I didn't expect that my students would take effect so quickly.

"Go to work! All knowledge is in it." Dio no longer disliked this group of people.

After this setback, they should learn a lot.

Different from the last rejection, this group of people were instantly overjoyed after hearing Dio's words!

"Thank you, mentor! We will work hard!"

This group of people went to work happily.

As a result, this small town staged a spectacle. Everyone is working hard, and it seems that they really have plans to build a city here.

After defeating several more invaders during this period, the people here finally saw the difference.

In the past, a Faded One invasion was likely to cause quite a commotion, but now the Faded Ones will die as soon as they appear.

The cooperation of those missionaries is much better than before! And their strength has also increased a lot. This is a very magical phenomenon.

Even the dullest people are vaguely aware of the difference here.

There seems to be order here again...

A few months have passed, and the food in the fields has reached the harvest season.

Everyone looked at the endless fields and felt excited again. Many people shed tears of excitement.

The missionaries who stayed here have already changed to the third batch.

The number of residents has also expanded from less than 1,000 people in the past to nearly 3,000 people now.

The former small town also had some prototypes of the city.

This is a magical town that seems to have no leader, but it runs quietly and quietly.

"Master Tutor, how should we divide the food?" asked a preacher.

"This is the result of everyone's joint efforts. Here is my record of credit. I have recorded everyone's efforts." Dior took out a thick notebook and handed it to the preacher.

The preacher was a little shocked, the instructor was too powerful!

"Let them be distributed according to the merit." Dio pressed his eyebrows.

He knew that this was just a temporary measure and he could not do this again in the future. Next, he will divide the land to everyone so that everyone has a fixed place for farming.

Dio was the only one left in the room, when Melina appeared silently. She stared at Dio with a complicated expression.

"What you are doing now is somewhat like a king."

"Well, since I am the king, I will marry more beautiful wives so that they can be worthy of my status." Dio spoke his true words.

Melina frowned for a moment, then disappeared.

The man in front of me is really unable to hold up the wall!

"Hehehehe!" Dio laughed. He felt that teasing Melina every day was also very interesting.