Above the clouds.
Ove cast a floating spell on Lin Ke, allowing Lin Ke to stand in the air.
"Teacher, it’s like this..."
Lin Ke began his story.
However, he didn’t talk about the "Inventor," he discussed "Doctor."
Compared to being an "Inventor," which requires the creation of actual items, the profession of "Doctor" is sowhat simpler.
After all, things like alcohol and towels can be used for surgical disinfection and bandaging, and without modern instrunts to analyze dications today, drug treatnt is more of a learned experience.
Doctors are also classified; so don’t need to perform surgery or make dicine, they just need to diagnose illnesses.
In contrast, invention requires understanding materials, their properties, uses, and durability, and also the effects of combining different materials.
It involves chanics, material science, chanical engineering, anatomy, and even zoology and botany.
Many animals, plants, and minerals in this world are different from the previous one, and Lin Ke needs to learn from scratch.
But for now, Lin Ke is preparing to establish the profession of "Doctor" and others.
After all, his task is to create enough professions so that his followers would be more nurous.
"...That’s about it, teacher." Lin Ke respectfully gave a disciple’s salute to the elder in front of him.
"Hmm... What you’re describing about ’Doctor’ sounds like ’Witch Doctor,’ but there seems to be a fundantal difference." Ove also showed a thoughtful expression.
Creating professions, it’s sothing every Naseng person has thought about.
Including Ove himself when he was young.
But most children and young people’s ideas are just about turning a "Sword Warrior" into a "Shield Warrior," and it’s hard to have other novel and effective ideas.
Initially, Ove also thought Lin Ke was like most people, including himself, just wanting to exchange one weapon for another.
However, now Ove truly began to consider the feasibility of the profession Lin Ke proposed.
He knew that the "Witch Doctor" profession mainly heals by activating life-force techniques or healing skills.
Besides healing, a "Witch Doctor" also uses so voodoo, serving as an offensive and healing support.
Other than the "Witch Doctor," so followers of gods would take up the "Priest" profession, which also has good healing abilities.
Yet this "Doctor" that Lin Ke proposed is completely different from them.
"Little Lin Ke, do you an... even ordinary people can beco doctors? Like those carpenters or stonemasons?"
After a while of thinking, Ove’s expression beca slightly serious.
"Yes, teacher, in fact, many hunters and farrs have certain ’Doctor’ traits, they know so basic herbal treatnt thods."
Lin Ke pointed to the servants below: "Many people don’t actually go to the ’Witch Doctor’ because they can’t afford it, their minor wounds and small illnesses are treated by so elderly people."
"Perhaps it’s feasible..."
Ove was also inspired by Lin Ke, since the Azanen Territory is the most remote in the Gula Kingdom, there aren’t that many professionals there.
For minor illnesses and small wounds, they seem to indeed be treated by such thods.
"Alright... let’s go back and discuss this."
When Ove talked about exploration and learning, he was very excited, otherwise he couldn’t have locked himself in his own dinsion to explore for decades or even a century.
"Wait, teacher."
Lin Ke was amused and helpless: "The work below isn’t done yet!" He pointed to the platform that was just set up below.
After the servants finished setting up the platform, Butler Billy was now guiding and leading everyone to set up so shelters from rain, sun, and wind.
"Speaking of which... Little Lin Ke, what is this thing you’re setting up? A training ground for warriors?"
Ove was very curious about this, as Lin Ke specifically didn’t study today and instead ca to set up a "stage" here.
He had Lin Ke co up here to ask about this too.
"Regarding this, it might give birth to many professions in the future."
Lin Ke smiled mysteriously: "Teacher, you’ll know tonight."
Upon hearing this, Ove looked curious like a child: "Alright, I’ll be waiting."
Seeing this, Lin Ke felt a little sentintal.
His teacher’s eyes, every ti he looked at them, made him feel inferior; those eyes were full of purity and clarity.
It’s precisely such a person who can take up the mysterious role of "Truth Researcher," living in his self-made dinsion for exploration and research for dozens to hundreds of years.
...
In the afternoon, Lin Ke dragged the maidservants from his household out in front of the castle, making odd sounds of "ah ah ah," and even so handso or distinctive male servants were picked by Lin Ke.
There’s a rumor that Lin Ke is choosing "personal" servants, not like John, but another type.
Household cleaning maids, laundry maids, dining room maids, kitchen maids...
Lin Ke examined all kinds of maids one by one and selected nearly thirty of them.
The male servants were slightly less, with thirteen selected, but for guards, he chose over forty.
This even caused Lady Antova to have quite a bit to say, as Lin Ke was setting up stages and making people shout, which affected the castle’s normal operation and wasted money.
Of course, the normal operation of the castle ant ensuring that the two ladies and Lin Ke were happy and comfortable.
But now, to make money, to complete his task, Lin Ke couldn’t care less about operations.
He needed to quickly make money, create new professions, repay debts, and gain so loyal followers with good bloodline talents who would never betray him.
"Sing a couple of lines, follow ."
Lin Ke looked at the maidservants in front of him, and began with "do re mi fa so," leaving the maids stupefied.
"Do, re, mi, fa, so..." the maids, being tone-deaf, were simply ear-piercingly discordant.
This won’t do.
Lin Ke felt that teaching them to sing was a long and daunting task.
...
...
A few hours later.
"... Co on, raise your voices a little here! Ready... go!"
In front of a small forest, Lin Ke held a branch in his hand, pointing at the thirty neatly lined-up guards.
The thirty guards, having practiced standing postures under Lin Ke’s guidance, stood in a disciplined manner.
As Lin Ke fervently waved the branch, the guards began to shout: "... The wind howls, the cattle bellows! Glory to Azanen! Glory to Azanen!"
The sound didn’t just lack synchronization, it had a peculiar tune to it.
Lin Ke couldn’t help but pinch the bridge of his nose.
There were very few songs here, mostly minstrels’ uneven recitations, or so chanting by followers of gods.
Bland, monotonous, discordant.
Soone might hum so music randomly, but it never ford a musical system.
"Alright, let sing it again, then continue practicing here."
Lin Ke cleared his throat and began to sing "Azanen’s Grand Chorus."
After he finished, the guards all looked at him with amazent.
The young master’s voice, or rather what he called "singing," always managed to stir a sense of enthusiasm in them.
As a forr karaoke champion, Lin Ke had a vast repertoire of songs.
He let them continue practicing while he went over to another group not far away.
The theatrical group.
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