Chapter 193: A Thriving Thirst for Knowledge

The players were overjoyed; they had no idea if there were any craftsmen in the Royal Capital to apprentice under, and they cared even less about whether becoming a Believer of the Command of Wisdom was worth more than becoming a craftsman. Everyone just wanted to play the game well, and preferably learn a thing or two.

As for whether or not they could awaken to become a craftsman or something similar, that was even further outside the players' considerations.

The fifty people immediately returned to that state of being in school, and they had even signed up for the advanced class.

They hadn't expected these workers to be so enthusiastic; one must know that back in the Royal Capital, because most workers labored for over 14 hours a day, no one was willing to learn how to become a craftsman.

If one wanted to become a craftsman, and hadn't awakened, the time consumed would be no less than becoming a Scholar.

Furthermore, because it required a massive amount of practice and a grasp of spirituality, many craftsmen would give up due to poverty.

Even among the nobles within the Wisdom Church who were already very wealthy, if it wasn't a true passion, they wouldn't become a craftsman.

Because that would mean having to work for the Wisdom Church until death.

Only the families of craftsmen would continuously pass down their own craft; as for those craftsman apprentices who came to study, it was more like doing odd jobs.

Osman then followed those players into the classroom they had prepared long ago.

This was prepared by the players for the young people from Tana City who had come to work; because it was relatively far from Tana City, this classroom took on the role of educating those young people.

Every day after busy work, there were lessons from the players.

Most of these courses were taught by Teacher Liu; this teacher had taught for her entire life, and although she was now retired, she was still very energetic about returning to the classroom to teach.

However, now she was a student herself; although the things she learned were of no use and couldn't play any meaningful role in real life, she still studied very seriously.

She was an open-minded old lady; although many people felt angry about children playing games, this old lady didn't think so. To her, games were also a way for GDP to grow, and entertainment and leisure belonged to the tertiary industry, and the tertiary industry would sooner or later surpass the primary industry to become the most important economic pillar.

"This is..." Osman and his colleague saw such a spacious classroom for the first time.

When he first started learning, his own teacher had taught in a studio less than ten square meters, and the room was piled high with clutter; he could only crane his neck to look at that small table.

"This is a projector; although it's relatively crude, it's not difficult to use." The players couldn't manufacture projection equipment that met the requirements; after all, that thing was still too high-end for the current Tana City.

But they could make crude projectors; one might ask, which person born in the 80s hadn't tried this kind of thing? As long as you wrote on transparent cardstock, you could project it onto a screen.

Or a white wall wasn't out of the question; both teacher and students would feel it was very convenient, and the words on those white cards could also be wiped off with alcohol solution, which was very convenient and simple.

"Truly amazing, you actually have this kind of thing; how could I not think of it?" Osman said with some regret, "If you haven't registered a patent yet, I suggest you register it as soon as possible."

"But there are no spell-related components in this," the You Sun on the side chimed in, "For example, this glowing candle, the brightness is really too low; if you buy a candle with a Formation drawn on it, the price is too high."

"You're right, I can make a little glowing gadget; I'll make it as soon as I go back. How about this, let's just use this class to explain this aspect, and you can also learn about the installation of the Formation-based apparatuses we've made."

Osman sought the opinion of his colleague; how could that colleague have any objections?

He was already very interested in the hand-cranked fan invented by the players; it was said that these people were also researching using a Steam Engine to power it. Of course, the players actually wanted to use electricity, but Tana City's water conservancy development wasn't good, and the amount of coal wasn't much; the people here were still far from the level where they could use electricity.

It was said that in the Royal Capital, people also used gas lamps, not electric lights.

That is to say, in this world, the development of electricity was not good.

This might also be because of the Storm; this deity governed thunder and lightning, so within the Federal territory, there had been no development of electricity.

But the players wouldn't study these things; anyway, they had no grudges with the Storm Church, so why not step up the effort to invent?

After all, players could just copy.

Hearing that they could make magic items, the players were excited; one by one, they took out the small notebooks gifted by Andrew.

Even if these small notebooks were used up, they could find Andrew to get free ones.

Although the original intention was for players to record quest information, because the paper was soft and easy to use, players would also use them as notebooks.

Seeing these studious students, Osman felt he had found the direction for his life; he now wished he could immediately bring his old mother to Tana City.

If there were no war... yes, if there were no Barbarian invasion, he would definitely bring his mother over; the air here was more humid, the environment was better, there was no thick fog or dust, and the people were also enthusiastic and vibrant!

The food here was also delicious; if he had known, he should have brought his mother over from the start.

The players didn't know what he was thinking; everyone was recording the Formation diagrams, while simultaneously using the materials prepared by Osman to draw the Formations.

Chen Zhi was also observing this place; he had usually watched these craftsmen make items many times, but he didn't know how to manufacture them.

For example, how to utilize spiritual power.

As a deity, up until now, every time he used the power of the Curse, it was just a casual action.

Chen Zhi, who hadn't yet learned complex usage, decided to take the class together with these players.

Anyway, he had plenty of hands, and operating them wasn't difficult, right?

At the very least, he could operate many times simultaneously, and it was also quite precise.

The deity's movements became increasingly large; Anna, who was serving on the side, kept her head down, wishing she could crawl into a crack in the ground.

This deity had made her find a large amount of Spiritual Material in the morning, and also found some carving knives.

She had never thought that a deity could also personally make parts that only craftsmen could make.

The God of Calamity had actually made some spiritual Charms, but those were only manufactured in response to those new Believers; doing it personally was still too surprising.

Watching the thin tin foil on the ground being polished by the God of Calamity with a spiritual Formation, the light inside the Sewers suddenly flashed brilliantly.

It was just a pity that something like tin didn't seem to be able to withstand the prayers from the Calamity; after this tin foil engraved with a Formation emitted a sufficiently dazzling light, it completely melted.

Is the temperature this high?

Chen Zhi doubted himself for a moment, then picked up the next piece of material and continued drawing.

Only then did he realize that he was already a deity; if he were to use spiritual power to draw these Formations like those players, the effect would exceed the range that an ordinary person could withstand.

Soon, the Sewers were illuminated by the shiny things Chen Zhi had made.

However, it was only a small area; Chen Zhi didn't want to be sought out by people from the War Church.

After all, they would occasionally come into the Sewers to hunt Mutated Rats.

After learning from those few teachers, Teacher Liu had more ideas; as soon as class ended, Teacher Liu would pester the two craftsmen to ask questions continuously.

For example, the use of spirituality.

And for example, the selection of materials.

Teacher Liu had previously disdained these things of Mysticism.

But now she didn't think so; after all, this was a game, and there was absolutely no need to make it the same as in the real world.

It is perfectly normal for there to be some spells that exceed the current version.

Osman had never seen such an eager student, and the questions the other party asked were very tricky; some content had even begun to be somewhat offensive to the gods.

"Are you saying that if one uses tin to bear the light emitted by lightning, it would be more suitable than using gold to pray for the light emitted by the sun?" Osman had never considered the method of using Lightning before; they were rather more inclined to seek help from the Sun God, so they always drew up spells related to the Sun Domain.

However, this student gave him a good suggestion: "Your idea is very good. I will give you some Formations regarding Lightning, but you must be careful; after all, these things can hurt people."

"It doesn't matter, Tana City also abounds in rubber." Teacher Liu raised the gloves in his hand, "Wearing this kind of rubber product, one will not be harmed by lightning."

"There is such a thing?" Although Osman also knew about rubber, he had never known that rubber could be unafraid of the damage from lightning.

"You can try it."

Inside the hotel, several Priestesses were discussing how they could talk to the commander here once more.

These people seemed completely unafraid of causing any trouble in the city; perhaps it was because they could identify that she had not awakened, so they were fearless?

"These people are clearly already prepared. If we continue to help those Barbarians, we will fall into War again."

"It has only been a year since things eased up," a younger Priestess said, "Elder, shouldn't we really try to persuade the Queen?"

"If you say this in private, I won't say another word, but if you were heard by those witches, or heard by the Queen's attendants, you would already be on the Gallows by now." Being able to speak in the room showed that they were all Priestesses who had banded together.

Niya sighed, "If only we could awaken too."

"Priestesses of the Death Faction cannot awaken; this is also the reason why the Queen can spare our lives. Do you think she doesn't know that we were once inclined toward the Spirit Communication Sect? She only let us delay time this time; she must be prepared for the War within the country." As an Elder, Jimola had long since figured out the Queen's intentions, "The best thing for us is to delay time. If we cannot, once we fail, we also have an excuse to let Gannaer continue to maintain independence."

"You mean!" Niya looked at Elder Jimola in shock, "But we cannot just ignore it."

"Yes, even without the Queen, aren't there still many nobles? Don't those Baronesses hope for more chaos in the country? Anyway, the Federal and the Barbarians don't care for this piece of meat." Since it had already reached this point, Jimola didn't care much whether these words would be heard by the Queen, "But I know they have prepared in advance."

"What kind of preparation?" Niya continued to ask.

"Those people from the Federal only know how to use some conventional Defense Arrays. Most of them choose spell Formations with stronger attack power, such as the scorching and flames bestowed by the Sun God, or the storms and lightning bestowed by the Storm, etc. They will not use methods like sacrifice to give enemies trouble with bad luck, but will choose to use these, which are obviously offensive methods."

"Attacks from the Sun Domain can use the moon... the Red Moon Goddess will help us resist those flames!"

"The Barbarian King can also use the power of frost. Don't forget, those Barbarians originally came from the ice fields; it was only because of the God War that they migrated to the tropics, so they are not afraid of flames."

"Then what about lightning?" Niya continued to ask.

"In the places where the Barbarians live, there are many rubber trees. They will wear clothes made of rubber, which can effectively resist lightning. Not only that, the rain and snow brought by the Storm can also be isolated outside the rubber clothes." As expected of an Elder of the Death Faction, although she had not awakened, this Priestess possessed a considerable amount of knowledge.

However, she would not tell her enemies these ways of countering; on the contrary, she also wanted to see if those Barbarians could withstand the first wave of the offensive.

If they could, then she wouldn't mind dragging it out; anyway, the Federal would not execute envoys like her.

On the contrary, during peace talks, she could play a key role.

As for the Barbarians losing, that was even less important.

Those witches could obtain power through the sacrifices of the Barbarians; at the same time, Gannaer could also extract itself. Anyway, the ones truly engaging head-on were those Barbarians, and Gannaer was innocent.

These Federal people had no evidence to prove that the mastermind behind everything was the Queen.

"Then wouldn't we win?" Niya relaxed all of a sudden, "Then I don't have to worry. I really thought we were here for peace talks."

"Why, do you also think War is a good thing?" Jimola looked at Niya somewhat coldly.

Niya pouted and said, "I am a Believer of the Death God; I will not fear death. After all, arriving at the Underworld is returning to the embrace of the gods. So we were invincible to begin with, weren't we?"

"Hehe, silly child, there is a difference between the dead and the living after all." Jimola did not know whether it was good or bad that this child was so naive; she could only look at this child silently, "Since we are here, we cannot act as if we are afraid. Let's go out for a walk in a while and see what Tana City is actually like."

(End of this chapter)