He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 33 33. Master, I’ve done it!
It is human nature to show off.

The great geneticist Ian Forbos made this note in The Selfish Gene.

"The desire to show off is a primitive genetic instinct."

Even God is not immune to this.

Otherwise, why would the Jade Emperor boast that he had overcome 1750 tribulations to ascend to the throne?

Why did God boast that he created the world in seven days and blessed all living beings?

Therefore, human beings’ desire to show off is a life instinct.

But Ian had already acted cool enough all day long.

What's more, facing the people of Blackwater City who have now experienced a large number of miracles, pretending to be cool will not have any effect.

According to the "Pretentiousness Threshold Stimulation Upper Limit Theory", even if Ian cut off the heads of the Seven Sins Demon Kings and threw them in front of them now.

The people of Blackwater City would probably just shout "Mighty Dawn" and then happily prepare to celebrate.

To show off, you also need to play the long game to catch a big fish.

……

Ian has already planned to prepare for the large-scale construction of Blackwater City, so he can't just bring everyone into the MC world for development.

After Markov and his team recruited the troops, they went to training in the afternoon.

Lyall has to find old Matthew to arrange the chicken farm, and also survey Blackwater City for Ian in preparation for the subsequent large-scale construction of Blackwater City.

So, after lunch, Ian took Lacia and other maids back to the Holy City of Dawn which was under construction in the MC world.

He must use the rest of the day to build the iron brushing machine.

Only after developing the iron-making machine can the construction of Blackwater City and the Holy City of Dawn be put on a real fast track.

Instruct Lacia and the others to continue to brush the lines, exchange emeralds, and trade with villagers.

Lacia and the others never get tired of doing this monotonous and repetitive work.

Perhaps it is because they feel happy as long as they stay in the dawn paradise in their hearts.

Of course, Ian believes that it is women's natural desire to shop that is at work.

Exchanging resources with villagers, isn't that just shopping?

Especially, there are endless lines that can be exchanged for currency such as emeralds, which is just like a private server simulator of life.

Each one has opened a system where you can max out your wealth with just one click and get rewards by spending money.

Anyway, this is the kind of work that Ian gets tired of after just one day, but Lacia and the others never get tired of it.

Ian went to the village training center, picked up several high-quality biological batteries, and walked towards the border of the planned area of ​​the Holy City of Dawn.

The iron-brushing machine must not be built too close to a village or an area with a large number of villagers and beds.

Otherwise, it will affect the birth of iron golems.

Ian guessed that the previous failures were due to this reason.

So a few days ago he specifically moved the location of the villager training center to a very far east place.

Standing in an open space in the far west, it is more than a thousand squares away from the village training center, which is probably enough.

The detailed construction process of the iron-brushing machine was already widely known before Ian traveled through time.

Although the structure is different, the overall principle used is the same.

With enough villagers, beds are placed, and in the underlying logic of the MC world, the code that this is a village is triggered.

Place monsters such as zombies that pose a threat to the villagers, so that the villagers will feel fear and trigger the code to summon iron golems.

When one iron golem dies, a second iron golem is born.

So repeatedly...

It sounds simple, but it is quite difficult to do in reality.

For incomplete records, Ian has failed more than a dozen times in the past few days.

After revisiting the various reasons for his failure for a while, Ian finally started to work.

首先挖一个3×3×7的深坑，在坑底向前扩展2×3×3的活动空间。

Place two half slabs and a trapdoor at the second block height in front.

When placing a bed, the head of the bed must face forward.

Then continue to expand two spaces inward.

After expanding the space, you need to place a boat at the designated location to ensure that the zombies there will not run around and attack the villagers.

Next, dig out the tunnel, return to the ground, and select a location to plan the interval for spawning the iron golem.

This step is also the step where Ian always fails.

Ian seemed particularly cautious. After placing a block, he would stop and think about whether the distance was appropriate.

Often, Ian would shake his head and knock down the block, then reselect the area. This process would repeat itself until, two hours later, a proper iron-farming machine was finally completed.

But when Ian got the villagers and zombies into position and saw the iron golem born at the edge of the generation area, he knew that he had failed again.

Ian sighed, but was not discouraged. After failing for so many days, he didn't plan to succeed in one fell swoop this time.

Put blocks on the spot to provide a sufficient height, then take out the bow and arrow to kill the iron golem.

The hardworking old farmer Ian picked up his shovel and pickaxe and started digging.

An entire afternoon passed as Ian repeatedly tried to build the iron-brushing machine and failed again and again.

In the eyes of Lecia and others, Ian would drill into the ground from time to time, and then step into the air from time to time to kill the iron golem.

Until the sun set and Lecia called Ian to eat, Ian was still a successful mother.

Since Ian didn't go out, Lecia and the others were happy to stay in the MC world. They were happy even if it was just a simple shopping or exchange job.

In the Rodri Continent, they could not experience the strong physique and magical skills of today.

If Ian hadn't kept saying "games and reality can't be mixed".

Lacia and the others wish they could stay in the MC world forever.

Although there are also many monsters in the MC world, compared to the Rodri continent, it is truly a paradise.

On the other hand, Ian was not disturbed by anyone and was working wholeheartedly on the iron brushing machine.

From the bright sunshine to the setting sun, and then to the silent night, the roar of monsters appeared in the wilderness outside the Holy City of Dawn.

Finally, after failing four or five times in a row, Ian started over again.

Facing the puzzled looks of Lecia and others, he ran back into the house. After a long time, he ran out excitedly with the notebook in his arms.

In the eyes of Lacia and others, Ian was still repeating his stereotyped actions.

But this time, Ian has completely abandoned dogmatism.

Forget the iron machine template you remember in your mind and follow the refreshing principles of villagers, zombies and iron golems that you know.

Using his own understanding, he planned a brand new, huge building that was completely different from the standard iron brushing machine.

"Sister Lecia."

Furenie ran to Lecia with her notebook in her arms and said in a low voice:
"I just leaned in close to Master Ian and listened. He seemed to be going crazy, muttering something about overcoming the old and establishing the new, and applying the past to the present."

As she spoke, Furenie's face was filled with worry.

"Our Dawn Divine Church is thriving. What will we do if something happens to Master Ian?"

Lecia straightened up and glanced at Ian in the distance with some suspicion.

The latter's stepping blocks were piled up more than ten meters high. He was looking up at the moonlight with his hands behind his back. You could vaguely see him muttering something with a pious look on his face.

Lecia pursed her lips.

"No way?"

"What if!"

Phryne looked serious.

"Master Ian once said, 'Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be prepared for the worst!'"

Lecia was silent, with a gleam in her eyes. After a while, she thought of something.

The delicate face turned red and the eyes became erratic.

"Freni, you're right! Young Master Ian is the last bloodline of the Phobos family! If anything happens, the Phobos family will be extinct, and we won't be able to face our old master!"

"so……"

Lecia paused, her expression righteous and awe-inspiring, yet revealing a morbid excitement.

He picked up the shovel and said excitedly:
"While Master Ian is still full of energy, let me continue the offspring of the great Phobos family!"

"???"

Franny looked at Lecia with a confused look on her face as she rolled up her sleeves and wanted to rush over and knock Ian down.

"Sister Lecia, that's not what I meant..."

"Let me give birth to a new dawn for the great Dawn Cult! Master Ian! Here I come!"

Lecia's nympho smile became even more chilling, and she threw off her maid skirt and rushed towards Ian.

But before he could reach Ian, a crazy scream suddenly came from Ian's direction.

This shout scared Lecia so much that she fell down.

"Ha ha!"

"Godfather, I succeeded!!!"

(End of this chapter)