Snorri is very quick at judging papers. He only needs to look at the general outline to know whether the candidate has answered the right direction. It is also easy to stand out. He can read the demigod dwarf king's personality from the clues of his past behavior and the hints in the question.
Just need it.
In terms of religion, he hopes to harvest faith from human society; in terms of politics, he hopes to find "two dwarves" who are willing to serve as the spokesperson for the interests of the dwarves.
Nowadays, the Southland also "rules by people", but the managers are all the original noble elders of each community, and they represent the interests of the community rather than Snorri's. This is reasonable as a transitional policy, but as the Southland
Getting back on track requires making adjustments.
"The handwriting is really awkward, but what I wrote is somewhat interesting."
"The preface doesn't match the postscript, so why copy the question?"
"This guy is nice, but he doesn't know his origins! Why am I starting to pay attention to my origins?"
After a night of hard work, Snorri sorted the papers into categories, a pile that was eliminated at a glance, a pile that was pretty good, and another pile that needed further investigation in the undecided area.
The minimum number of interviewees on the second day was also higher. In this world, if human beings want to be able to read and write, they must have a noble background or have a rich family. Only when they have enough food and clothing and a guaranteed life can they have time to improve their culture.
"For this group of people, please pay back their travel expenses. The rest will be arranged to improve their accommodation standards. I have to rest for two days and then talk to them in detail."
Five hundred candidates were eliminated and more than four hundred were eliminated. Being able to screen out nearly a hundred candidates with both ability and willingness basically met Snorri's expectations. A human generation only lasts twenty years. It is said that there is no talent for a given generation!
We rushed to the Eternal Peak from far away and sat down there before confessing our thoughts under the test paper. We were not mentally prepared for the task. We also knew that if we retreated from that room, there would be no turning back. Therefore, Dong Pingyuan had less time to play charades directly.
Get straight to the point.
"First of all, my idol and the encrypted transmitter must be properly kept. To borrow your power, you need to use it as a medium. Try to place it in a place where the wind of magic is active. The loss of your power can be greater."
"As you wish!"
"My power will include wealth, reputation or contract, and power. I suspect that every intelligent creature will need them. What's the end of them? Make an oath behind that book."
"It is your honor to serve the true God!"
Behind the long table in the clan secret room, Snorri sat at a table with seventeen humans dressed in different clothes. We looked at each other warily, with auras and competitiveness in our eyes.
Snorri glanced at the seventeen people as he spoke. The words "understand the applause" still have a bad meaning after all. I have been thinking about it in those days. It is worth referring to the brainwashing routines of the primary school master in future generations.
Yes, but if you want to make the most of it, you still need to have some talent.
"hs!"
"Ula!"
The scope of responsibility is relatively quiet in the Empire and Bretonnia, and we have to face less pressure. In other regions, no one god has achieved an overwhelming position. The spokespersons of many great gods compete for the belief pool, although
The situation is chaotic, but also comes with less room and opportunity for maneuver.
"You want you to return to your respective hometowns to spread your faith. You should call yourself an apostle now. Until you can successfully become a god, they can enjoy all the glory and wealth in their lives, and they should live in your kingdom of God before they die.
A place where the soul cannot be manipulated by chaos."
As a foreigner, getting a human vest to preach has proven to be ineffective. Snorri's future generations will use his past appearance as a template and have constraints. At the earliest stage, I wanted to expose my plans to the public.
The fight against Chaos will mostly come from cooperating with the Gods of Order and their followers.
"First, before the meeting ends, they queue up to pick an epic treasure for self-defense - it is a bad thing on the same level as the Rune Fang. Seventh, with your token, the resources of each dwarf force can be used. Of course, the purpose and effectiveness require
Report in time."
"You, um, what exactly does your power, my god, include?"
"If you swear!"
Before he finished speaking, a few guys had not started celebrating crazily, but the rest of them had sinking expressions, waiting for Snorri to take a step back and explain. The work of preaching is so different from the situation in the country.
Otherwise, the candidate can also be carved out of the same mold.
While talking, Snorri took out a stack of large, exquisite boxes and distributed them to us one by one. Looking at the human-looking statues outside, every apostle had a look of doubt on his face, but no one asked questions intelligently.
【In view of the general environment,
Eight people from the Human Empire, two from the Kingdom of Bretonnia, and two from Kiswaifu were not the first to transfer to Erengrad to Norsca, trying to spread their faith to Chaos with the help of the Norscan dwarves.
Outside the wilderness.
"Everyone, among all the candidates, their performance is the worst, and their willingness is also the weakest. You will not give them the most difficult task, and of course, the rewards will be beyond imagination."
"Jacob will always be loyal to you!"
"They guessed it right. I need the worship of my human friends to forge my godhead. The less the better."
"You know they are excited, and you are as excited as they are, but be patient. Even Heldenheimer, the bad friend of the mountains, took seventy years to ascend to the throne of God."
As Snorri spoke, he took out an ancient scroll with a slate cover. It was the Book of Hatred in Low Plains Castle that I found. It is now also used as the Book of Hatred in the entire Southland. It is considered a very low-standard item.
carrier.
"Given your unknown reputation in the world, I think you will be stingy with necessary support!"
Having said that, all the green-skinned war pigs knew what to do. We lined up to sign and deposit our names, officially becoming the first batch of believers of the God of Wealth in another world.
"They all know that you are a generous dwarf. Back, well, you rewarded us with gold coins and wealth for those who believed. In the beginning, the most loyal apostle, gold and silver, was all about your words!"
Snorri compared the area, population and other factors of each human force with the candidates in his pocket before deciding to arrange one person each from Estalia, the Tyrell Federation, the Border Princely Territory, and the Arabi Coast.
"Two more reminders: The true identity of the deity must be revealed no matter what. Death by body explosion is still serious, and the soul will be tortured for eternity; the amount of resources that can be mobilized will be linked to their performance, so don't think about false reports.
Extraordinary power can be measured by ordinary people." Being king for such a young age, I know the importance of feeding the horses. Those people are all good people, and good people also do missionary work. Xiaoguanjitang is the first to suffer.
Own.
Snorri raised his hand and pressed it. "Cultivating" a demigod into a true god is so exciting for hormones. Look at these gorgeous chapels in the old world and the low-level priests who are worshiped. The electors are all
