After Sith finished speaking, Wood began to think about it. His senior brother was indeed right. It seemed that he still had a lot to learn!
The two walked to the door of the forging workshop. The place was still full of people. When everyone saw Wood, they all knelt down and begged for mercy. Wood was puzzled. After asking, Wood figured out that these indigenous people were forgers.
The Sith have been occupying the forging workshop for the past two days. These indigenous people are used to spending every day at work. Now that they suddenly stop working, they are all worried about whether they will be executed.
After understanding this, Wood felt helpless. These people had developed this habit since childhood, and it was really impossible for them to suddenly change.
But Sith was very curious about these indigenous people. He let everyone enter the workshop and watched them work. As a result, Sith discovered a lot of things.
Although these indigenous people are old-fashioned, their willpower and work efficiency are no slower than the puppets, which greatly exceeded the expectations of the Sith.
And Wood took advantage of Sith's surprise and said:
"Senior brother, I have another idea, do you think it's feasible?"
Sith motioned for Wood to continue, and Wood said:
"I want to train these indigenous people as Chinese people, give them Chinese names and surnames, and teach them Chinese knowledge, so that they will have no problem entering life in the Divine Grace Continent."
Sith nodded and said:
"Very good! This is indeed a good idea. At least we have our own believers."
Wood frowned, this believer Wood didn't understand, and Sith explained:
"If you want to become a god in the Divine Grace Continent, you must have your own power of faith. Many demigods in the Divine Realm cannot become true gods because they do not have their own believers."
After listening to Sith's explanation, Wood understood that in China, both of them also received a lot of worship from the mortal world, which was very important for the immortals who were ranked among the immortals.
Seeing that Sith agreed, Wood began to discuss it with Sith, and the workshop was occupied. Sith took all the materials and Wood returned to the laboratory, and then the two began to study the matter.
That night, Wood asked the former saint to summon everyone, including all indigenous people and practitioners.
At this time, there were more than ten thousand people kneeling on the streets of Dalaran, and Wood said:
"My people, from today on, I plan to give you names so that you will have a noble status and integrate into the human society of the divine world in the future!"
Suddenly the people in the streets of Dalaran began to boil, and everyone was kowtowing and saluting, but Wood continued:
"However, before this happens, all of you must learn this knowledge and common sense in life."
Everyone looked along Wood's fingers and saw a pile of books on the side. These were brought out by the Sith for the indigenous people to study. Most of them were books that were integrated into Chinese culture.
Seeing everyone quiet down, Wood said:
"My people, you will walk on the continent of God's Grace in the name of me, Wood. I will announce to the world that you are my descendants. I will name your ethnic group Huaxia. I will not mention your race in the future.
When the time comes, please stand up and tell everyone that you are Chinese."
The voice of thanksgiving echoed throughout the street again.
At this time Bradley stepped forward and said respectfully:
"Emperor Wood, do I need to learn these too?"
Wood smiled and said:
"Of course, you will have to teach them specifically in the future! I hope you can become their leader."
Bradley hurriedly knelt down to thank him. Wood took out the surnames and handed them to Bradley and said:
"I've marked every word here in common language. You should learn it quickly and help me teach them later."
"The grace of Emperor Sherwood." Bradley kowtowed respectfully.
After everything was explained, Wood, Sith and all the cultivators returned to the palace. Several saints were curious about the book in Bradley's hand, and they all gathered together to look at it curiously.
However, at this moment, the former saint walked to Sith and knelt down and said:
"Teacher, please give me a name!"
Sith looked at the former saint with a smile and said with a smile:
"Okay! Then I will give you a compound surname, let's call you Nangong! Nangong Mary, it doesn't sound very nice. If you are willing, I will call you Nangong Li from now on."
The former saint kowtowed and thanked her, and she accepted the name. However, when everyone saw that the God of Dharma had already begun to give names, they all knelt in front of the Sith and asked for a name one after another.
Sith named everyone in a very approachable manner, and everyone was obviously very happy.
Just after everyone finished naming, Wood approached Sith and said:
"Senior brother, please think of a Chinese surname for me!"
Sis looked at Wood and said:
"Why are you joining in this fun? Your name is pretty good, no need to change it, but I can think of a Chinese surname for you."
Wood became interested, and Sis said lightly:
"What do you think of the surname Wang? Using divine grace grammar, your name is Wood King."
Wood laughed and said:
"It's okay! You can think about it."
But the Sith said:
"Okay, this matter is over, let's go study forging weapons!"
Then the two came to the laboratory, and Sith asked:
"What are the professions of your subordinates, and what are their habits in using weapons?"
Wood explained everyone's occupations and habits. When Sis finished listening, he said blankly:
"That's right, your little Shilong brother can actually put fighting energy into the stone and use it. It seems that they are not ordinary people!"
After sighing, Sith continued:
"Okay, I understand everything. I don't need your help with the forging. I can do it myself! You can go ahead and practice!"
Then the Sith began to study, and Wood left the laboratory. Now that Wood had a new understanding of cultivation, Wood wanted to study the magic of this world. Wood walked directly to the Magic Guild in Dalaran.
There was no one in the Magic Guild. Although there were many people living in Dalaran, those people rarely came here.
Wood took out the book closest to him and read it. If there was anything he didn't understand, he asked the spirit body. In this way, Wood began the path of learning magic.
…
In the divine realm, one of the beauties under Sith stood in front of the goddess of light. She said in a neither humble nor condescending manner:
"My master has successfully awakened Emperor Wood's consciousness. Now my master is guiding Wood and is waiting to meet you."
The goddess of light nodded and said:
"Okay, I understand, you go tell Sis that we can meet him at any time!"
The beauty nodded slightly and exited the Temple of Light. However, the goddess of light did not care about this woman's rudeness. After the beauty retreated, the goddess of light began to think.
After a while, Tamro, the god of foresight, came to the Temple of Light. The goddess of light saw him and asked directly:
"You have already fought with him. How do you feel?"
Tamro shook his head and said:
"It can't be compared like this. His current ability is not good enough, but you must know one thing. Just now, the divine punishment from the Divine Grace Continent was very powerful, but Wood survived it. What do you think?"
The goddess of light sighed deeply and said:
"None of the gods in the divine domain can withstand the punishment of heaven. How on earth did he do it?"
Tamro smiled and said:
"If you were with him, you would know why."
The goddess of light looked at Tamro for a long time and asked:
"What do you want to say?"
Tamro took a deep breath and said:
"One of my clone souls stayed with him for such a long time, which made me realize that he and Sith are the saviors!"
The goddess of light frowned and asked:
"Are you so sure?"
Tamro smiled slightly and said:
"Well, after the punishment, I can no longer understand his heart, and his future is nothing, so I think he is another unknown."
The goddess of light stopped asking, and the two of them kept quiet with a tacit understanding. After a while, Tamro said:
"Give Wood's girlfriend back to him! Otherwise he will fall out with you, but don't blame me for not reminding you!"
The goddess of light waved her hand casually, and all the angels left the palace. Then the goddess of light asked worriedly:
"In your prophecy, we will die. Do we have to listen to the method Sith said?"
"This is the first time you have questioned me in so many years!" Tamro did not answer directly, but told the goddess of light this fact in a positive tone.
However, the goddess of light took a deep breath and said:
"Forget it, since he can keep the Divine Grace Continent safe, then I will recognize him!"