Emperor of Arcane

Boom!

The flaming shells landed in front of the fortress.

He made a deep pit and jumped and rolled forward until he hit the wall and opened a small pit.

Feeling the slight shock, Leon held his weapon and looked coldly at the arrogant pirate ship. He suppressed the aggrieved soldiers and said in a loud voice:

"Don't worry about them. Bring up the cannonballs under the city wall and inform the territory of the situation here."

As soon as he finished speaking, puffs of smoke erupted from the sides of several five-masted ships on the sea. Driven by the fire, several cannonballs were fired.

The soldiers looked at each other, with a little bit of indignation flashing in their eyes. Anger was brewing in their hearts, waiting for an explosion in the future.

The pirate ship had no intention of getting closer.

The robbers on the boat started laughing and waving flags while holding up their machetes and shouting non-stop.

Seeing this scene, Leon turned around calmly and slowly relaxed his clenched fingers.

In his mind, he recalled the Lord's words:

"If you are not as strong as others, you will get beaten."

“Whether it’s an individual or a territory!”

Lyon is confident that he can lead the Gulf Territory soldiers to defeat any opponent on land.

pity……

Bay collar.

Lord's Mansion.

The gathered managers stared at the map silently.

This sudden attack made everyone feel ashamed.

The successive victories made each of them feel a little elated.

The current powerlessness will make them calm down again and start to think about the problem more objectively.

Compared to everyone's worries, Matthew was much calmer and signaled Angela to speak first to discuss how to solve the problem.

Angela, who had always remained calm, pointed to the east coast area bordering the Gulf Territory and said thoughtfully:

"The opponent's more than 10 pirate ships can transport up to about 4,000 soldiers."

"With the defensive capabilities of our territorial strongholds, even if they attack suddenly, they will not be able to cause much damage."

"At the same time, we can arrange flexible cavalry scouts to keep an eye on them day and night."

"As long as we keep an eye on them, they won't dare to stray too far from the seaport!"

"Therefore, they cannot pose a substantial threat to us. They are more about blocking our exploration of the sea surface."

"We are in line with the coast and will inevitably develop a naval force in the future."

"If you want to build big ships, you cannot do without good ports and technology. If they are blocked..."

Everyone understood what Angela meant.

If you want to deal with pirate ships, you must develop armed ships in the Gulf Territory.

But the other party took action first to curb the development of the Gulf Territory.

Such a style is completely unlike the style of some pirates.

Something weird!

However, after traveling to Seventon and seeing the situation in the capital of the Netheril Empire, everyone's horizons have broadened a lot.

They naturally thought that these very abnormal pirates were probably someone else's black gloves.

This is a vocabulary they learned from the lord. It is very vivid and vivid, and fully embodies the mystery and charm of Eastern culture.

At the same time, they also reacted immediately.

What these pirates are blocking is their future.

Since they have considered it so far, the other party will definitely focus on the present.

Maybe, the other party has already started to take action.

Thinking of this, Adam Smith, who rarely attended a meeting, suddenly realized:

"No wonder people are always looking for trouble with me recently. This is just testing!"

"There are also some territories that have stated that they will no longer cooperate with us after this contract ends."

"Now it seems that they had premeditated it."

Touching his unshaven chin, Arnold recalled this familiar situation, sneered and said:

"This is just like before, by blocking the eastern provinces through various methods of refusing to cooperate, restricting our expansion to the east and north..."

The others looked at each other, and they did not expect that one day the Gulf Territory would also be "targeted".

The silent butler Ralph said softly to everyone:

"It is foreseeable that as time goes by, the blockade imposed on us by all parties will gradually increase."

"So everyone should be mentally prepared. At times like this, the burden on everyone's shoulders will be heavier."

Hearing this, everyone subconsciously raised their heads.

What force can blockade our Gulf Territory?

The person leaning behind us is the famous great arcanist Kenomanor!

unless!

Seeing the solemn expressions on everyone's faces, Butler Ralph, who had put enough pressure on him, announced the Lord's order for the follow-up development:

"Starting from now on, our Gulf community must raise alert standards and make targeted arrangements for key factories, facilities, and the environment."

"At the same time, everyone must step up training of soldiers and continue to strengthen military strength."

"Only when we are strong enough can we stop some people from having thoughts that they shouldn't have."

Having set the tone of the meeting, the army commanders headed by Angela discussed with a slightly heavy heart.

After finishing the meeting.

The originally peaceful Gulf Territory suddenly became a little different.

Many people who were "lurking" were "named" and arrested before they had time to respond.

No one can escape Matthew's "eyes", especially when the power of destiny goes one step further.

These guys with "red names" are as dazzling as bonfires in the dark.

If the incident hadn't happened suddenly, Matthew didn't want to take action against these guys, hoping to dig out more things from them.

However, in order to prevent accidents, Matthew decided to eliminate most of the restless factors.

Some things, just keep a few.

After this cleaning operation, these "hiding" guys should be able to hide better.

Believe them, there will be more surprises when you "get started" in the future.

After all, if this blockade is really driven by the Cole Elf, then it is very necessary for him to save a hand.

It’s time to prepare some “good looks” for you!

The action was so fast that even the surrounding adventurers and residents did not react.

Aini looked at the smiling Matthew curiously. After hesitating for a while, she asked:

"Who are they? Why do they dare to do this? Will it affect the Gulf Territory?"

Ani's underlying meaning is clear.

What is the reason for the other party to do this?

Could it be that the deal between the Gulf Territory and the El Elves was exposed?

Will it affect Gulf Territory's production capacity?

Aini had other thoughts in her mind.

If there is a problem in the Gulf Territory, the war situation of the El Elves at this time will definitely be affected.

If the Gulf Territory failed, she would have to prepare in advance.

This has nothing to do with friendship, it's just the coldness of reality.

Matthew understood what Aini meant and was very satisfied that both parties did not reveal their respective intentions.

Although he was caught off guard, Matthew did not panic.

After a trip to Severnton.

Matthew already has a very thorough understanding of the struggles among the upper echelons of the Netheril Empire.

Although the great arcanist Kenomanor is famous.

But the power he can influence is too small, and he is no match for the other two factions.

Therefore, the other party can "suppress" without any scruples.

In addition to these obvious means.

Matthew can already guess what other moves the opponent will use.

However, although Matthew felt a little depressed, he was not too worried. Instead, he smiled and comforted Ani and said:

"Don't worry, the sources of these blocked materials are just because the Gulf Territory has no plans to produce them."

"Butler Ralph has issued a production order to open 20 new raw material production and processing factories to ensure the supply of war materials."

The Gulf Territory has no shortage of resources.

Steel can already be produced independently.

The amount of other metals is not very large, and a small amount can be purchased in Blood Moon City.

In the future, veins of minerals will also be found in the underground world.

Make more difficult core components of golems and puppets.

With the addition of Mordenkainen and others, the Gulf Territory already has independent production capabilities.

The only thing the Gulf Territory lacks now is food.

However, thanks to the fact that the Gulf Territory spends tens of millions of gold coins every month to purchase a large amount of materials for reserve decisions.

The Gulf Territory has already stocked up on food rations that can supply 4 million people for two years.

The current population of the Gulf Territory is 1.8 million. Even if it consumes these food reserves, it can last for at least 4 years.

At the same time, the land reclamation in the Gulf Territory went very smoothly.

Thanks to improvements and expanded production of agricultural golems.

By the end of this year, the Gulf Territory will not only successfully complete the 30 million acres of land reclamation task set at the beginning of the year, but will also have more than 10 million acres of additional farmland.

By next year, 40 million acres of fields will suffer varying degrees of yield reduction due to poor land fertility and insufficient fertilizer supply.

But it can produce at least 16 million tons of grain!

Even if we only eat grain, we can feed 32 million people!

By that time, the Gulf Territory will not only no longer need to import food, but will also have excess food for export.

Such explosive development speed.

It is inseparable from the Gulf Territory’s monthly investment of more than one million gold coins.

The hard work of hundreds of thousands of pioneers.

There have been hundreds of druid researchers working hard to breed and cultivate it.

In terms of large-scale planting and harvesting.

There is still a certain gap between the Gulf Territory and the fully automated mechanized production farms that Matthew saw in his original world.

However, the convenience of golems and magical construction machinery has also accumulated enough technology.

What Matthew has to do is just to channel the accumulated energy of nearly ten thousand years of technological research and development by predecessors into the development of agriculture.

The future of science and technology is not lagging behind at all.

There is food and production.

There will be no chaos in the Gulf Territory.

Matthew can also seize this opportunity to gather the thoughts and consciousness of the territory and lay the foundation for breaking away from the Netheril Empire in the future.

They are the ones who are not human in the first place!

Aini noticed Matthew's confidence, recalling the factory being expanded and the non-stop production line, she felt a little relieved in her heart.

However, Aini would not accept the fact that the El elves were indifferent to the crisis encountered by the Gulf Territory. She patiently asked Matthew:

"Is there anything we can do to help?"

Ani originally just wanted to express her attitude, but Matthew had been waiting for her words for a long time, and he nodded without hesitation:

"We need food, lots of food!"

Aini, who was not mentally prepared, looked a little surprised.

food?

Isn’t there a shortage in the Gulf Territory?

Matthew just smiled mysteriously.

Of course he wouldn't tell Aini.

There is no shortage now, but there will soon be a shortage!

as expected.

Just entered November.

More overt and covert blockades soon surrounded the tentacles extended by the Gulf Territory.

Many territories that have had many transactions with the Gulf Territory have refused to sell materials such as ores and magic materials to the Gulf Territory.

The Bay Area is not surprised by this.

The only good thing is that they are still willing to buy products produced in the Bay Area.

It’s high quality and cheap, and it consumes their resources.

Contrary to the expectations of these lords, the Gulf Territory did not fall out with them, and there was not even a symbolic price increase, as if nothing had happened.

Such a weird situation immediately aroused the vigilance of the mastermind behind the scenes.

Then they learned that the Gulf Territory was buying food in Blood Moon City.

Some grain merchants exchanged food for a batch of medicines from the Gulf Territory.

Food prices throughout Blood Moon City have increased by more than 20%.

It’s not that those merchants don’t want to raise prices, it’s that they don’t dare!

Harley Riders and 343 are not lenient.

Even so, the Gulf Territory's access to food was quickly cut off.

They did not allow grain to be sold.

Although the relationship between many lords near Blood Moon City and the Gulf Territory has eased, they dare not take any action.

Not everyone is like Matthew, who has the support of the great arcanist Keno Norman.

Regarding this "weakness" exposed in the Gulf Territory, the masterminds behind the scenes came up with a very good plan.

Bay collar.

In the underground laboratory.

"Huh? You said a large number of refugees were sent to Blood Moon City?"

Yaya thought she heard wrongly and asked 343 curiously.

A little worry flashed in the latter's eyes, and he looked anxiously at Matthew in the operating room.

The expression on her face has become more and more detailed, almost indistinguishable from a human being.

She couldn't help but said:

"Yes, in just these two days, more than 200,000 refugees have been sent over."

"I heard that some southern lords gathered all the refugees and poor people in their territories..."

"The west side is also very "busy" now. Many lords are willing to get rid of this burden. Those guys are really ruthless..."

Hearing the worry in 343's tone, Yaya buried his curiosity about her in his heart and said helplessly:

"What are those guys doing? Helping us transport more refugees? We won't pay them overtime."

343 looked at Yaya's calm expression, a red light of thought flashed in his eyes, and he reacted very quickly and said:

"Perhaps, this is their purpose, to transport a large number of refugees and increase the food consumption in the Gulf Territory."

"Food cannot be created out of thin air. If food is in short supply, the Gulf Territory's plan to recruit refugees will be greatly affected..."

343 As the chief steward of Blood Moon City, he thinks very clearly that the Gulf Territory has done a lot of work in order to recruit more refugees and absorb more people.

If we don’t accept these refugees, we will inevitably face criticism.

After all, who asked the Gulf Territory to "advertise" in the Arcane News?

But if they accept these refugees, the other side will inevitably intensify their efforts. The unrest in the south and the west, which are being invaded by orcs, have a population of hundreds of millions.

Even if only a small part is sent over, it will be a burden that the Gulf Territory cannot bear.

If the refugee reception plan is affected, the overall development of the territory will be severely affected.

The rapid development of the Gulf Territory has brought considerable gains to City Lord Anne. The Mage Tower has finally obtained a sufficient amount of elemental fuel, and 343 does not want to give up casually.

Now how to do?

At this moment, the door to the laboratory opened.

Matthew skillfully removed the stains and odors from his body, and asked 343 to "understand" the situation. Instead, he showed an expectant smile:

"This is going to trouble Harley Riders, we need more food!"

Glancing at him suspiciously, 343 was not aware of Matthew's nervousness. He immediately knew that this guy had his own plan, nodded and asked:

"What about the refugees?"

Rubbing his fingertips, Matthew said without hesitation:

"Continue to send it to us and help us purchase a batch of food to solve the consumption of these refugees transported here."

343 didn’t know how to guess riddles with Matthew. He nodded very straightforwardly and said neatly:

"No problem, the city lord will ask the Truth Organization for support. Why don't you contact them?"

Matthew smiled mysteriously and did not answer this question. He did not want to have anything to do with other arcanists.

The reason is simple, those arcanists are unreliable!

Just like the great arcanist Kenoman who has not yet "reacted".

Such thighs look a bit unreliable no matter how you look at them!

Ya Ya didn't leave until he saw 343. After reading through the operation records, Ya Ya immediately asked happily:

"Yeah? Was the experimental surgery successful? Are the Catachan soldiers compatible with the surgery?"

"Their health is quite good, and the success rate of surgery is relatively high, basically reaching 60%."

"With a success rate of 60%, the transformation warriors can expand on a large scale!"

"There is no rush yet. It is not just the strength that needs to be improved, but also the mind."

"Thoughts? What thoughts?"

“The idea of ​​being able to persevere and believe that you can win!”

"Yeah? I want to see it!"

"..."

The exchange between Matthew and Yaya slowly disappeared into the darkness.

Opening his eyes slightly, as a former Catachan warrior, Gatel was a little confused about the conversation between Matthew and Yaya just now.

Gartel originally thought that when Matthew performed experiments on him, he would "see" his whole body like he dissected the "Demon of Catachan."

He only felt some discomfort in his chest and didn't care about the pain that was quickly fading away.

There was a little bit of thinking on his wrinkled face.

"It seems that this time the bet was right."

Gatel, who was holding on, soon fell into sleep.

The mountain peak that had been looking at him slowly turned around and quietly wrote down the record.

"Strong resistance and strong willpower..."

November 6th.

Bay collar.

clear.

"...Catachan is an extremely dangerous demiplane, and the risk factors discovered so far are only 1% of its total..."

"...The development of the Dark Forest is progressing steadily. The 1,372 magic resource production points have begun to produce the first batch of magic plants. The scale of the resource points will gradually expand to ensure that it can meet the production needs of the Gulf Territory..."

"...The scale of the swamp ruins is still a mystery, and the area where the demiplane of Catachan was discovered is still in its upper level..."

"...The pirates who occupied the seaport are still nostalgic at this time and are curious about how much supplies are stored on their ships..."

"...20 new batch of farm strongholds have been built, and the engineering team is stepping up construction. Members who want to open up wasteland and join the construction team can register in advance..."

"...The situation in the underground world has become calm, but the data shows that the drow will stay calm for up to four months. The next batch of adventurers who are going to enter the underground world can prepare in advance..."

"...The production area of ​​Misty Swamp is currently recruiting people. People with breeding experience can make inquiries..."

"...A new batch of factories are recruiting workers for expansion, and those with relevant work experience can participate in training in advance..."

The clear and sweet sound of the radio echoed in the busy Bay City.

Gartel, who was adjusting to his body, walked slowly on the flat and clean street.

He calmly looked at the shades of trees on both sides of the street. The various snack shops he had never seen before were emitting smells that made him feel a little excited.

The last time he smelled this exciting scent was during an adventure in the jungle more than 10 years ago.

He was so hungry that he made a "barbeque" with the larvae of Blood Peak.

The soft, waxy and sweet larvae gave Gartel an unprecedented taste of sweetness.

He just learned this word from the streets.

The breeze blew slightly, and the red scarf swayed in the wind. Gatel raised his arm and looked at the vague spike tattoo, feeling a little melancholy in his heart.

When can we return to the battlefield?

He doesn't want to die in bed!

Unknowingly, Gatel had walked to a newly opened store.

When he reacted, a pair of big black eyes were staring at him expectantly. The owner of the eyes timidly asked:

"Uncle, do you want to try the kebabs I prepared? They only cost 3 copper coins each."

"I just bought this meat today, but it's so fresh..."

The little guy's voice became softer and softer, and he couldn't help but feel a little flustered by Gartel's sturdy body.

Keenly aware of his emotions, Gartel forced out an ugly smile, nodded quickly, and said in Common Tongue with a strange accent:

"let me try."

The brown and crispy roasted meat surprised Gatel.

There are no pigs in the Catachan jungle.

They are not strong enough and there is no need to exist.

After taking a bite, the slightly salty aroma of the meat made Gatel subconsciously raise his eyebrows and look at the little guy's expectant eyes.

He ate the barbecue in three strokes and gave him a thumbs up, giving him the approval of a Catachan warrior:

"Well done!"

Well, the pork tastes pretty good.

There is still a need for this kind of creature to exist.

It's a pity that they can't survive in Catachan...

After receiving the thumbs up, Xiao Linren smiled and asked expectantly:

"Uncle, I think you have a good appetite for your size. Do you want to eat more?"

After receiving the warm invitation from Ren Xiaolin, Gatel nodded without hesitation. He grilled the meat one skewer after another and gave some suggestions for improvement from time to time.

The little guy tried Gattle's method and found that the taste was indeed much better, and his face lit up with joy:

"Hey, uncle, you are really good. If it tastes better, I can sell it for five copper coins a bunch next time, so I can earn two copper coins."

He does not mean that.

Gatel looked at the expectant Kobayashi Ren with a daze in his eyes.

At this moment, Xiao Linren waved to the door in surprise, with a little fear on his face, and couldn't help but muttered:

"My homework has been completed, and the teachers praised me for my good work. This is also a social homework..."

"Dean, you must not tell grandma, hehe..."

Arnold shook his head dumbfounded. He watched Xiaolin Ren flipping the meat skewers skillfully, brushing oil on them, turning on the fire, blowing air, sprinkling spices, watching the heat closely, and couldn't help but praise:

"You learn so fast, you are much better than last time."

Xiaolin Ren raised his head beautifully and thanked Gatel next to him:

"Thanks to this uncle, he taught me a lot of secrets, which is very powerful."

Nodding calmly, Gartel calmed down his emotions.

Seeing Arnold mutter a few words to Xiaolin Ren, and then gestured to him to follow, they left the store together.

Glancing at several customers who were approaching, Gatel felt the faint pressure from Arnold next to him and couldn't help but ask:

"There shouldn't be any need for children to work in the Gulf Territory, right?"

Recalling Xiaolin Ren's cute face, little memories flashed through Gartel's eyes, and he raised his doubts without thinking.

After all, this is not Catachan, and children do not need to experience the test of life and death from an early age.

"All the children in the territory are trained by the Gulf Territory. They are in the professional training academy during the day, and they don't have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation."

"This is a habit that the little guy has developed. Grandma used to take care of him, but now he wants to grow up quickly..."

Arnold glanced at the burly Gartel and continued to introduce patiently:

"All elderly people who have lost the ability to work or are over 60 years old will be supported by the territory."

"This is the Lord's arrangement. 2% of the territory's income will be invested in it.

"I heard that the Catachan tribe seems to have such a system."

Nodding silently, Gartel recalled what had happened over the years. He subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his leg, then forced himself to hold it back. He looked at the pedestrians coming and going and replied:

"That's right, children are taught by elders and will venture into the jungle at the age of 13..."

"50% of young people will die in their first year of adventure..."

"Less than 1% of adults can live beyond the age of 60..."

Listening to Gatel's plain talk, Arnold couldn't help but take a breath.

Sure enough, happiness really comes from comparison.

Even in his impression, the southern provinces adjacent to the Flesh Royal Court were not as dangerous and difficult as the Catachan plane.

The Catachans have persisted for so long and have not yet become extinct.

And he can continue to persevere, which shows his strength...

Arnold licked the corner of his mouth slightly and continued to take Gatel around Bay City, introducing him to him bit by bit about the development of Bay City.

As his understanding of the Gulf Territory gradually deepened, a little bit of brilliance flashed in Gatel's eyes.

Entering the military camp, I saw the training of Gulf Territory soldiers, and saw special trolls, dwarves and ogres.

Most of these soldiers are no match for ordinary Catachan soldiers.

However, their coordinated array operations gave Gartel a refreshing feeling.

Different environments and different enemies require different combat methods.

After joining the Gulf Territory, you may need to make some adjustments to the battle.

The training and operations of ordinary soldiers inspired Gartel.

The strength and fighting skills displayed by some tall men made Gatel feel a little frightened.

They are very similar to Arnold. Their stature is larger than others, but they have not lost their flexibility, but are full of amazing explosive power.

At this time, Gatel finally understood.

The cooperation between the Gulf Territory and Catachan is really not to use the Catachan people as "cannon fodder".

Rather, it is like absorbing other races and truly becoming a member of the Gulf Territory.

The reason why he applied to come to the Gulf Territory was to explore the way for other Catachans.

Staying in the Catachan plane and continuing to fight is the pursuit of every Catachan warrior.

But for others, it's the exact opposite.

They deserve a better environment and a better material life.

But because we live in a green hell, we are plagued by all kinds of poisonous insects, germs, and deadly animals and plants.

Now, with a territory like the Gulf Territory that is very safe, rich in food, and places great emphasis on raising children, it is really an irresistible temptation for the Catachan people.

But because of this, Gatel will be more careful.

He was still getting used to the Lord's actions on his body.

Arnold, who took Gartel shopping around for a whole day, sent him back to the underground laboratory.

When passing various experimental subjects, even Gartel, who has a heart of steel and a determined will, couldn't help but be shocked by the Lord's methods.

This method is more frightening than simple death.

Arnold seemed to have anticipated Gartel's reaction, and introduced him one by one:

"Don't worry, the Lord's standards for selecting experimental subjects are not high, but there are still strict bottom lines."

"Only those idiots who have committed capital crimes and other creatures that attack the territory will become his experimental subjects."

"For example, this one, he once committed 16 murders in Blood Moon City, disembowelled some women, and only knew how to bully the weak..."

"There is also this orc who burned, killed and looted in the Karl Plain, resulting in the death of at least a thousand people..."

"As for these trolls, they have the bad habit of cannibalism. It is just right to use them for experiments..."

"..."

Gartel listened carefully and did not realize that Arnold was lying, and there was really no need for it.

In the Catachan tribe, which values ​​strength, as long as it can bring enough food to the tribe, hunt down strong enough monsters, and defend the most dangerous castle, it will be a matter of course to gain everyone's compliance.

The Gulf Territory is strong, has a big fist, and is good to the Catachans, so Gartel has nothing to complain about.

What made him even more excited was that after entering the deeper underground laboratory, Arnold smiled and said to him:

"Especially recently, the Lord is studying experimental modifications that can restore human body disabilities and serious injuries!"

"According to the latest batch of experimental data, it is very close to success."

"There is no need to be so excited. When the lord feels it is appropriate, he will naturally summon us."

"The Lord has great expectations for Catachan soldiers."

"He is reluctant to use you as cannon fodder, just like the barbarian soldiers he focused on training..."

As for what Arnold said, the silent Gatel only believed half of it.

Catachan Soldiers are worthy of anyone's reuse!

8,000 today.

Asking for a monthly pass,

rush!