Chapter 454: Dorothy's Little Schemes

To be fair, Di Di Nisha was indeed more like a nun than Dorothy. Even though the Home Witch had the maternal bonus of the Moon God incarnation right now, if you let her hang out with a bunch of bratty kids every day, she wouldn't have the patience for it, but the shepherdess wouldn't be like that.

Nowadays, the God King's Little Classroom wasn't just open to the Witches; Di Di Nisha also frequently came to the Mechanical Church to give these children some enlightenment classes, teaching them to read and write.

These children were the offspring of the workers in the factory. Originally, these children naturally didn't have the conditions to receive an education; most of them had to rush around for a living early on.

The poorer the place, the more people liked to have children. After all, in those places, "more people means more power" wasn't just empty talk; one more person meant one more labor force in the family.

Although little children needed someone to take care of them, it was usually the older children who were responsible for bringing the younger ones, so it wasn't much trouble. As for the cost of raising a child, in this day and age, raising a child just meant giving them a mouthful of food, and as long as they didn't starve to death, that was it. Besides that, there really wasn't much cost.

As long as you raised them for a few years, once the child was ten or so, they could go out and find a simple job to support themselves, and even the surplus could subsidize the family.

And with more children, there would always be one or two who would make something of themselves, which was considered a means for these poor families to think about changing their fate.

However, nowadays, the treatment given to workers in the mechanical factory was very high. The income of both parents working was enough to support a whole family, so there was no need for the children to worry about making a living early on.

And at this time, the cultivators of the Mechanical Church also indicated that there was no need to panic if the children were idle at home; they could be sent to the church, where there would be teachers to give them classes, teaching them knowledge and technology. Once they graduated, this group of children could become high-level technicians or something.

Once such propaganda was released, the parents naturally had no objections. After all, it didn't cost money, and the church even provided the children with lunch, so what else did they have to oppose?

Moreover, after working in the factory for a period of time and enjoying such high treatment, people had long been convinced by the mechanical cultivators from the bottom of their hearts. In their view, these master cultivators were truly good people, and their words must be correct.

And a small number of cleverer workers with longer-term vision saw even more. In the month or so they had been working in the factory, they had increasingly understood the greatness of that mechanical power.

Work that used to require hundreds of blacksmiths to work for one or two months could now be done by a few people in a few hours with the help of mechanical power.

And it wasn't just iron smelting; mechanical power could also be used in other industries. For example, the new textile machines added for the female workers in the factory—as long as the program was designed and raw materials were put in, once the machine was turned on, it could produce various premium fabrics all day and night without sleep. The efficiency of manual weaving in the past couldn't catch up even if people were worked to death.

In short, these workers already had a vague premonition in their hearts that this world was about to change drastically. This mechanical power would surely sweep across the world, bringing new changes to the world.

And in the tide of such changes, as long as they seized a first-mover advantage, the lives of these bottom-level civilians might undergo earth-shaking changes. This was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Moreover, the workers also discovered that most of the work they could participate in currently was simple work without much technical content, while the factory's true core technology was far from what their current level could participate in. If they wanted to take on those core jobs and obtain higher treatment, they needed to work hard to learn more technology and become high-level technicians as soon as possible.

But they also understood that they were getting on in years, and their learning efficiency really couldn't keep up with the children.

Therefore, the opportunity promised by the master mechanical cultivators—that children could become high-level technicians upon graduation—was simply too rare.

These parents with long-term vision sent their children to the church at the first opportunity, and even regretted that they didn't have enough children, and were working overtime to make more babies.

After all, when there was truly a clear upward channel, having one more child was truly one more opportunity to achieve class leap.

Of course, the children couldn't understand the painstaking efforts of their parents who hoped their sons would become dragons and their daughters phoenixes. Most children were naturally at odds with school; they only felt that they had lost their hard-won freedom, which was very uncomfortable.

Children of this age didn't understand the importance of knowledge at all, didn't know what "reading changes fate" meant, and their heads were full of wanting to play happily. Especially since they were used to being wild before, they were almost all bratty kids, which was very hard to manage.

Anyway, sometimes when Dorothy looked at such a bunch of wild monkey-like little guys, she only felt her blood pressure soaring. Accustomed to Witch cubs who were born with knowledge, she already found it hard to get used to the stupidity of these human cubs.

However, Di Di Nisha was quite patient and had many methods. In a short period of time, she had brought this bunch of bratty kids to heel. At least when she was teaching, no one dared to slack off.

It's just that...

"It's Sister Dorothy."

"Hello, Sister Dorothy."

"Sister, sister, look at the characters I wrote."

"Sister, what I learned today..."

Dorothy was just passing by the classroom, and the children who happened to be on break saw her and immediately surrounded her, then talked all at once about their gains today.

And not far away, Di Di Nisha looked at this scene and also curled her lips slightly.

This bunch of little ingrates. She had been working hard to teach them here, but they didn't appreciate it at all. Instead, they were especially close to Dorothy, who actually disliked them quite a bit. This was truly ungrateful.

And regarding this, Dorothy was happy in her heart, then generously took out some small snacks like candies from her pocket and distributed them to the children.

Although the one who was truly good to the children was Di Di Nisha, which child could refuse the "bad woman" Dorothy who gave them candy?

"James, Alice, you two have made the most progress recently, so I'll give you a few more candies."

Dorothy skillfully called out the names of a little boy and a little girl, which immediately made these two children's spirits lift.

Although they were both young, the hierarchy of status was very serious for children growing up in this kind of hellhole. In their view, Dorothy, the person in charge of this church, was undoubtedly a big shot among big shots, and such a person actually remembered their names, which immediately made the two children so excited that their faces flushed red.

The two of them stepped forward to receive the candy from the Home Witch's hands, but their expressions were as if soldiers were receiving medals from a general.

And regarding this, Dorothy just smiled without a word.

Although it was indeed a bit "scummy" to use such schemes on children, these children were the foundation for her to achieve great things in the future, and loyalty was something that had to be cultivated from a young age.

Of course, in the process, the Home Witch's hand shook, and a snack gift bag with a larger portion was quietly sent in front of a little girl in the corner of the classroom who was as ugly as a little lamb.

That was Ke Lei Ya.

Her father, Ge Lei, was the first worker in the mechanical factory, and she and her younger brother were naturally sent to the church to study. Moreover, the little girl studied very seriously, completely different from the other children around her, possessing a maturity that didn't belong to her age.

And besides her, there were four other little girls in this classroom who were quite special.

They were the first batch of Magical Girls.

If the other children were the foundation of the future, then these five Magical Girls were naturally the backbone of the future. Moreover, they had completed the task of eliminating the gangs very well before, so Dorothy naturally wouldn't forget these meritorious officials.

Although Ke Lei Ya and the other Magical Girls were too sensible and didn't come over to take credit like the other children, the Home Witch still thoughtfully prepared super-large snack gift bags for them.

"Quickly put it away, don't let anyone see it. Share it with your little sisters later."

Dorothy's words sounded in Ke Lei Ya's ear.

This made the black sheep girl nod with some guilt, and then with a wave of her hand, the snack gift bag disappeared.

Noticing this, the Home Witch felt even more gratified.

Worthy of being a Sage-in-the-making; this talent is truly awesome.

These five Magical Girls would also come to participate in the God King's night remedial small classroom with the Witches at night to learn some other magic. And although Ke Lei Ya's learning speed, starting from zero, couldn't compare to the Witches, it wasn't slow either. Now, this "Invisibility Spell" was very beautiful.

"Hmm, it seems that it won't be long before Ke Lei Ya can take the Hero's Blood for the second time."

The Home Witch murmured like this.

Because the Magical Girls' first transformation was a metamorphosis from mortal to transcendent, considering the fragile bodies of mortals, Dorothy was worried they wouldn't be able to withstand the medicinal effect, so she only stored one drop of Hero's Blood in that hammer necklace.

But clearly, this level of strengthening was far from enough. Once the Magical Girls gradually adapted to their current power, they would need to take the potion for the second and third time.

It's just that, after all, they were "degraded Witches," and the evolutionary power of the Hero's Blood potion was an imitation of true Witches. Such a pirated version naturally always came with risks and was far less safe than the genuine version.

True Witches didn't have the concept of "evolution failure." Even if evolution failed, they could degenerate and try again. But these Magical Girls couldn't. Every time they took the potion to evolve, it was both a metamorphosis and a risk for them.

Their power would become stronger and stronger until finally approaching that of a true Witch, but the risk of every evolution would also become greater and greater. If one wasn't careful, they might have an evolution runaway, and in serious cases, they might be alienated into monsters by the rampaging evolutionary power.

Therefore, Dorothy had to keep an eye on when these Magical Girls took the potion.

Currently, if they wanted to take the Hero's Blood again, the Magical Girls needed to satisfy two conditions: first, complete mastery of their current power; second, maintaining a sufficiently firm belief in protection. Only in this way would their evolution risk be lower.

And in Dorothy's view, Ke Lei Ya was almost satisfying the conditions for the second evolution.

This speed was even faster than that of the Witches.

Dorothy naturally had also let her sisters use the Hero's Blood potion, but for now, only she and Di Di Nisha had undergone three evolutions, Ma De Lin and Senior Senior Miya had undergone two, while Alice and Ao Dai Li—these two little sisters were truly sisters; although their talent wasn't bad, their temperament wasn't up to par, so they had only undergone one evolution.

They were about to be surpassed by Ke Lei Ya.

However, thinking of Ao Dai Li, this junior sister, Dorothy hurriedly broke free from the children's encirclement. She had almost forgotten that there was still serious business today.

The Mechanical Sect and the factory side were basically on the right track now, and didn't need her to sit in command every day, so she finally had the time to carry out the next step of the plan.

There were three steps to hinder the spread of the church's faith.

Among them, the mechanical factory was responsible for liberating productivity and making the people wealthy, and the Mechanical Sect was responsible for education and literacy, letting the people break away from ignorance.

And next, naturally, it was necessary to solve the people's spiritual and cultural needs.

She wasn't very good at this aspect, but it wasn't a big problem. Junior sister Ao Dai Li was a professional in this aspect.

It just so happened that the Succubus sisters were currently managing the theaters under the Succubus Queen, and the Succubus Queen's theater chain branches had long been spread across most cities. Such ready-made resources couldn't be wasted.

After all, the people's spiritual entertainment methods in this era weren't many, nothing more than looking at art exhibitions, listening to operas, singing poems, and so on.

In these fields of art and culture, Ao Dai Li was naturally a professional.

Dorothy was prepared to go find this junior sister today to discuss the specific matters properly, to see if they could first set up some operas to build up some reputation.

Hmm, it would be best to hide needles in the cotton in the opera, quietly mixing in some private goods, blackening the church, and letting the church play the villain more often.

Excellent literary and artistic works could always touch people's hearts. If excellent literary and artistic works wanted to blacken someone, the knives would be critical hits. If played well, it would be enough to steer public opinion in a direction very unfavorable to the church.

Having been a senior netizen for two lifetimes, Dorothy knew the importance of mastering public opinion. When you lead the direction of public opinion, you almost master the right to speak.

"Hmph, I don't know if the combat power of fanatics is stronger, or the combat power of the 'fan circle' is stronger."

The Home Witch thought like this.

Now, only half the time remained from the five-month deadline. She had to speed up.

Just like that, Dorothy hurried out and walked straight to the Grand Theater in the inner city.

It's just...

Dorothy mentioned the names of Ma De Lin and Ao Dai Li to the guards at the theater entrance, and was led into the theater very smoothly. Then she saw her beautiful fox junior sister looking disheveled, with heavy dark circles under her eyes.

Ah, this...

What happened?

Dorothy was stunned, thinking her junior sister had met with some accident, but...

"It's too hard, Senior Sister. Creation is really too hard. I can't think of anything."

The little fox threw herself into the Home Witch's arms and cried out like this.

Dorothy: "..."

... The Home Witch was speechless... ===== CHAPTER 455 =====