anwhile.
In the Scott Region, within a planting area planned by the Black Tide Secret Society.
The wheat seedlings in the wheat field were already growing vigorously, lush and green, and the air seed to be filled with the faint fragrance of young wheat.
Many farrs were shuttling among them, working diligently.
They grabbed handfuls of golden liquid from specially made fertilizer barrels and sprinkled it on the seedlings.
Subsequently, the seedlings watered by the liquid grew taller at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing this scene, the farrs’ eyes were filled with joy and satisfaction.
"The Extraordinary Magic Potion from the Secret Society is really useful, accelerating the ripening of the crops... This kind of miraculous thod, I’ve only heard of in rumors before..."
"This wheat field should mature soon... Praise the Master of the Black Tide!"
The farrs praised in unison, and their eyes revealed genuine reverence and piety towards the Master of the Black Tide.
They were not born believers.
As for the previous Kizi Church, it was indeed very keen on proselytizing.
But would they believe in the Kizi God?
No.
For these islanders, without the blessing of Extraordinary Power, it was very difficult for food to have a good harvest, and around the island, there were often storms, and with one slight mistake, nothing would be harvested; the areas suitable for planting were very limited.
The Scott Region was considered relatively good.
But the residents on the island continued to hover between starving and not starving to death.
Most people had to struggle for a living.
So, speaking of...
Gods? Faith?
I’m about to starve to death, why the hell would I believe in you!
Thus, the majority of people held a cold or indifferent attitude towards the preachings of the Kizi Church, or any traditional churches for that matter.
The Kizi Church used to organize collective prayers at fixed tis.
But it had very little effect.
No need to think about why.
The farrs were still struggling for their als today, worrying about how to get through next month, and yet you forcibly made them pray... Let’s just say if this world didn’t hold Extraordinary Power, churches might have disappeared long ago.
They often had "church charity pilgrimages" or the like, but most people couldn’t enjoy them.
Just say that traditional church preaching... is useful, but not very useful.
But the Black Tide Church was different.
Whether it was Magrela or the islanders of Scott, they all had to admit one fact, that life indeed got better after the Black Tide Secret Society arrived.
Compared to the occasional "charity" of the Kizi Church, the Black Tide Secret Society truly gave them tangible benefits.
Just sincerely praying for a while could receive the blessings of the Master of the Black Tide.
To the common people, it was mostly practical Magic Potions.
Such as those with a very low mutated probability and very special functioning like the [Accelerated Growth Farr],[Skilled Artisan][Inspiration Hunter].
Of course, many of them wanted to join the Black Tide Secret Society and beco believers.
However, the Black Tide Secret Society maintained a counseling and restrictive attitude towards this, only recruiting believers who had sufficient talent and suitable age.
After all, if everyone beca believers, then where would food co from, and where would artisans be found?
And most ordinary civilians didn’t have such great ambitions; thus, they mostly chose to beco ordinary Extraordinary Individuals who work in production.
But they still encouraged many of their children or grandchildren to join the Black Tide Secret Society to seek a future.
After accelerating today’s crops, the two farrs wiped their sweat.
"Going to the square to pray later?"
"Yeah, and just after praying, I can bring sothing back for my wife."
"My son is going to attend the Secret Society’s academy recruitnt ceremony tomorrow... May the Master of the Black Tide bless him to successfully get in..."
"Little Fide is going to the Black Tide Academy? I’ve heard the Black Tide Academy seems to teach so Magic Potion making? Are you planning to let him learn that?"
"How would I know, I’ve heard there are many courses... Oh well, I’d be very happy if he could just get in..."
The two farrs, chatting casually, headed toward Scott Square, ready to pray.
As various strategies of the Black Tide Secret Society unfolded, the situation in Scott began to improve, and many people had already made it a daily routine to pray to the Master of the Black Tide amidst their labors.
Watching the two farrs walk away.
Rogel also withdrew his gaze.
It seems the developnt trend of Scott was not bad, but there were also so areas that needed adjustnt, and it would be ntioned to Sharo in due ti...
Rogel thought to himself.
Since the Master of the Black Tide went into seclusion, His power began to grow further.
Rogel was now able to use the Authority of Mystery to tour his faith territories everywhere.
Although this would consu Faith Value, Rogel didn’t care about this bit.
He preferred to see how the faith territory gradually changed with his own and the Black Tide Secret Society’s efforts.
This sense of agriculture made him quite satisfied.
Then, he shifted his gaze to the port of Scott.
At this ti, the port had beco quite busy.
It was worth ntioning that Black Bone was also placed by Rogel near the coast.
This was a decent combat force and goalkeeper; Rogel only needed to feed it so Power of Faith periodically.
Among the port’s ships, the comrcial ships were relatively few, and there were many fishing boats going out to sea.
The sea was also a natural treasure trove rich in resources.
This was also why Rogel released the [Inspiration Hunter] potion.
This potion was mostly referred to by the civilians as the [Fisherman] potion.
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