Chapter 223: The Granary of the Necropolis
The Demon King's Palace, the majestic and solemn audience hall.
Yuyou, who was floating next to Luo Yan, couldn't help but let out a light sigh after listening to Sheriff Adlai's devout prayer.
"It's really pitiful."
Luo Yan has heard about what happened in Yinsong Town for a long time, but Luo Yan doesn't have any unnecessary emotions.
Hearing Youyou's voice, he smiled lightly and said casually.
"Otherwise, do you think I am doing charity?"
From the time he bought the hotel in Andorra until he finally left by boat, everything was a carefully laid out plan by him.
Whether it is Irene Campbell, Edward Campbell, or the Andes family... or even the groom named Punk, everyone is a pawn on this chessboard, whether they are aware of their situation or not.
So far, everything is developing in the direction Luo Yan expected, even faster than he imagined.
His only misjudgment may be that he did not expect that Duke Edward was not only jealous and suspicious of his sister, but also had a trace of family affection in it, but it was not obvious.
In his original idea, the political conflict between the brother and sister might be more intense...especially since Irene holds the legendary sword that symbolizes orthodoxy in her hand.
However, as he once said to Youyou, human nature is complicated.
Just like Irene, who is talented in literature, military, smart and capable, will feel as uneasy as a little girl in front of her beloved, the role played by Edward is also not only a cold-blooded king, but also has moments when family affection takes the upper hand.
In addition, perhaps because of Vivian, Luo Yan himself also softened a bit and did not take the initiative to instigate the relationship between the brother and sister. Instead, he persuaded Irene to understand his brother, which indirectly resolved the conflict between the brother and sister due to their different political opinions.
But having said that, even if Luo Yan does not follow the script completely, the ending of the play will not change much.
After all, even if Irene Campbell does not play the role of lighting the powder keg in this play, someone else will take her place, make the choices that she should have made, and then be blown to pieces by the detonating gunpowder in her place.
This can’t even be called a strategy, but a higher-level narrative -
That is, the objective law of history.
As the newly rising classes gradually become new vested interests, they will definitely try every means to obtain power commensurate with their wealth, otherwise they will be carved up by the counterattacking old forces and become nutrients for the latter.
This process cannot be as easy as treating guests to a meal, it is doomed to be full of blood and blood from the beginning.
The Principality of Campbell will soon undergo a huge change, and whatever new order this change creates will blow the old order to pieces... and bury it together with people's memories of the past.
As for what happens next?
That is the matter of the people of the Principality of Campbell.
Although he has numerous vests, Luo Yan has always positioned himself very accurately.
He is the devil.
Neither a king, nor a noble, nor a businessman.
"But if this continues, the Campbell Principality may become more difficult to deal with." Youyou, who was floating next to Luo Yan, warned in a low voice.
"That's for sure."
Luo Yan didn't care and continued speaking slowly.
“An empire that pursues nationalism is better than a feudal principality that advocates chivalry. Do you think I deceived Edward? A truly wise devil never lies. Everything I said to him is the truth, although every time I He only said half of his words...especially the half he longed to hear most. Including the promise he made to Irene Campbell in the letter that the people of the Campbell Principality would not have to work for the nobles in the future. This was also true.
In any case, he did not say how many years in the future this future will be, and the future nobles do not necessarily have to be called nobles, they are just changing their skins.
Yuyou asked curiously.
"Aren't you worried? Will their national power become stronger and not pose a threat to you?"
"Who do they refer to specifically? Edward? Or Andes? Or other shareholders of Colin Mining Company?" Luo Yan smiled lightly and said in a gentle tone.
"Is there a possibility that they have been my people for a long time."
The maze underground in Thunder County is no longer the same maze it was before, and the Principality of Campbell naturally has to keep pace with the times.
Luo Yan does not want his neighbor to remain a smelly, hard, rotten rock that comes to touch him every now and then.
No matter who is the winner in this revolution, the victor will become his own puppet, actively or passively.
Actually, this is all secondary.
What is really important is that his sights are not limited to the Principality of Campbell, but have greater ambitions, expecting this hot flame to burn to farther lands...
While everyone's attention is now focused on the crumbling brass gate.
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An abandoned mine not far from Beifeng Mountain. The winding mine tunnels are buried deep under the solid rock formations, just like an abandoned maze.
This place was once the property of the Andes family, until a stupid miner dug too hard in Beifeng Mountain and accidentally dug into the maze, leaving the place abandoned.
But these are all things of the past.
With the arrival of the new demon king and his minions, this abandoned mine is now bustling again.
Those impatient players not only built railroad tracks in the mines, but also used part of the mines and transformed them into greenhouses.
These greenhouses are illuminated by magic crystal lamps, and combined with the magic of the night elves and the fertilizers produced by the "Chemical Pond", the output is astonishing.
In particular, these greenhouse caves are close to mine caves with railway tracks, which not only make it easy to transport agricultural products out of the caves, but also provide abundant carbon dioxide for crops growing in the caves to promote photosynthesis.
The only fly in the ointment is that due to the low oxygen content, the night elves responsible for casting spells had to carry oxygen bottles with Hades inscribed on them into the cave.
As for Luo Yan, he doesn't need an oxygen bottle.
With his mastery of elemental magic, he can form a relatively high-pressure, oxygen-rich area directly near the body.
According to the theory developed by Miranda and the players, chemical elements can also be integrated into spellcasting as a type of element, but this requires a certain degree of scientific literacy, an understanding of magic, and a little modification.
Many natives of this world and players who have difficulty casting spells are stuck at this level, but this is not a problem for Luo Yan, who is a "high-quality graduate of Demon King Academy".
Even to the point where he could not only take care of himself, but also control the magic output to cover Arakto under his crotch and the acolytes following him.
"Yes, you did a good job."
While riding Arakto in the wide underground passage, Luo Yan looked around with an approving smile on his face.
· Grain production is a top priority, especially since grain prices in Leiming County have fluctuated to a certain extent recently. It may not be as easy to buy cheap grain from Silver Pine Town in the future.
And the chamber of commerce that relies entirely on Sokodo is prone to being cut off by profiteers at high prices.
Hence, after satisfying the players’ demands for the new version, Luo Yan immediately came here to inspect the future granary of the necropolis.
On both sides of the underground passage, the magic crystal lamps hanging on the top of the cave emitted a soft light, illuminating the wheat growing in the cave.
Due to the influence of natural spells, part of the wheat has matured and produced abundant ears of wheat.
Professional players who play the role of undead rats are using their nimble skills and short stature to shuttle through the narrow mines.
They harvested the wheat one after another with scythes, loaded them into special trailers, and were dragged away by the skeleton soldiers.
Although these undead do not need to eat human food, they can receive rewards of ghost coins and contribution points for completing tasks, so this does not prevent them from working hard.
After all, ghost coins can be exchanged for money on the forum.
Thanks to these hard-working brick-and-mortar players, and also to those wealthy players who like to spend money and take shortcuts, without their willing contributions, Beifeng City would never have been able to develop so rapidly.
“This is the area where staple food is grown, and the wheat produced will be sent to the mill in Beifeng City for processing and made into other baked products. Thanks to the day-and-night work of your minions, even though the hell dwarves have been purchasing food from us, the food supply in Beifeng City and even in the labyrinth has not been interrupted.”
Following next to Alakdo, the acolyte in a robe respectfully introduced the facilities here and the work results of the relevant personnel.
Luo Yan nodded in approval, lightly tapped the wand in his hand, and with the casting of the bronze-level spell "Alchemical Eyes", dark green stripes appeared on the surface of the mine.
That is the path for magic power transmission.
The flickering dark green light points outline the outline of the conductor embedded in the rock body of the mine.
“…The layout of these conductors is very clever. It seems that you have put a lot of effort into the distribution and use of energy.”
"Yes, sir, this is the joint achievement of your minions and the mole people of Iron Fang City. They are equipped with independent magic power adjustment systems for each greenhouse, which can control the light intensity by increasing or decreasing the output of magic power, accurately Adapt to every growth stage of the crops, thereby avoiding the waste of magic power and the loss of nutrients. "
Hearing the Lord Demon King praise this unknown guy, Arrakdo, who was being ridden by the Demon King, couldn't help but feel jealous and couldn't help but say.
"Lord Demon King, the Shadow Weaver clan has put a lot of effort into your cause. In order to gnaw these mines into a suitable shape, we have at least tens of thousands of brothers who died here."
But having said that, it estimates that there should still be one or two thousand, but the specific number is not sure.
Luo Yan smiled and patted Arakedo's head, calming his jealous mood.
"I know, Arakdo, I have seen all the contributions of the Shadow Weaver clan, including yours. But you are my mount. In other words, we are a family. Do you need me to say more? Don't worry, I have already prepared your medal for you."
Hearing that the Demon King regarded him as a family member, Arakdo's body trembled with excitement.
"Lord Demon King... please forgive me for being biased, I, I just want your approval too much! After all, that cat-eared person - I mean Lady Sarah, her strength is clearly inferior to mine, but you always keep her by your side."
Sarah's eyes narrowed slightly, although she remained silent and did not speak, her sharp eyes flashed with a dangerous light.
This smelly spider is getting more and more bold.
·A mere bronze person dares to speak in such a tone to himself who has reached the fine steel level.
Perception of the unkindness in Sarah's eyes as she looked at Arakedo's back, Luo Yan coughed lightly and scolded the latter.
“I don’t like to hear this. You are all my retainers. When have I favored one over the other? The reason why I take her with me is just because she is better at cooperating with me to sneak into human society. I can’t ride on you in the thunder. On the streets of the city, right? "
"I'm sorry... I just thought it was easy." Aracto lowered his head in shame and swayed his fat butt, completely unaware that he had walked through the door of hell.
Luo Yan shook his head slightly.
He somewhat understood Reggie Dragon's difficulties. The brain circuits of these monsters are all kinds of weird. Some like to steal things, some like to die... they are much more difficult to control than humans.
The acolyte in robes followed quietly, too embarrassed to speak and did not dare to interrupt.
At this time, Luo Yan suddenly looked at him.
"Are you a human?"
The acolyte nodded slightly and said respectfully.
"Yes, sir."
"Most of my acolytes are palace guards and ghouls, and pure-blooded humans are rare."
Luo Yan smiled, looked at him and continued.
"What's your name? When did you come to the necropolis?"
Seeing the Lord Demon King asking his name, the acolyte showed an excited expression on his face, and nodded with great piety.
"My name is Dave. I am a refugee from Dusk Forest. I probably came to your territory last winter."
"That's quite a long time," Luo Yan nodded, "The snow was really heavy. It might not be easy for you to walk here."
"Yes." Dave's eyes were slightly touched, he took a deep breath and continued, "Although you may not remember it, it is because of the kindness of you and your servant that my two children were able to survive the heavy snow... Since then, I have made an oath to follow in your footsteps."
"I remember those two children, are they called Andy? Maggie?" Luo Yan said with a smile.
He actually learned about this episode after seeing players discussing it on the forum, and similar things have actually happened a lot in the past few months.
Not all refugees can accept living with the undead and demons. Many people would rather starve to death in the wind and snow than go near this area.
Hence, he was very interested in the refugees who took the initiative to join the necropolis.
On the one hand, they are human beings like him, and on the other hand, he wants to know what they think.
Humbit Unexpectedly, Lord Demon King actually remembered his child's name. The expression on Dave's face couldn't help but be moved, and there was a bit of excitement in his voice.
"Yes, Lord Demon King... Thanks to you, they are living very well now. I never thought that they would have the opportunity to learn to read before they reach adulthood..."
Luo Yan smiled gently and continued.
"I'm glad to hear that they are doing well. It seems that my minions have not forgotten my teachings. What about you? How do you feel?"
The expression on Dave's face gradually became serious, and his voice took on a hint of solemnity and piety.
"Saint Sith promised us heaven after death, but never fulfilled his promise to us, and his servants have never shared their glory with us. But you are different from that guy. You allowed me to witness what heaven is like while I am alive... I am willing to dedicate my soul to you and serve your throne forever until the end of death."
Luo Yan nodded.
"I thank you for your loyalty, and I promise you that I will not let it down. Your soul will enter the reincarnation pool after your death and return to the country you built with your own hands in the shape you expected."
"Come on, this is not just for me, but also for your next life."