Lord: Harvest two talented teenagers at the beginning

Above the sky, there is a small floating island.

Looking around, there were flowers, plants and trees everywhere, but they all seemed to be dying.

Odor gathered a ball of magic power in his hands and scattered it into the flowers and plants, restoring their vitality.

"Let's go."

Seeing this, Weilin followed.

It is certain that this place is still within the range of the gray fog space, but I am a little curious as to why my uncle planted these flowers and plants in this place where the laws of life are absent?

In addition, where did this island come from and why is it so small?

Passing through the woods, a wooden house appeared before our eyes.

Entering the wooden house, you will find all kinds of things inside. Ignoring where you are now, this place can be used as a place for leisure.

Looking at his uncle's busy figure, Weilin went straight to the soft leather sofa and sat down.

A few minutes later, Odor came to the table with two cups of tea, handed one to Weilin, and sat down opposite him.

Weilin took a sip, put the cup on the low table, and asked with a smile: "Uncle, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Odor stared into Weilin's eyes and asked in a deep voice: "Have you ever been to the Magic Kingdom of Kawen?"

"Yes."

Just as I was about to deny it, I found myself saying what was in my heart subconsciously.

Looking down at the cup of tea, Weilin suddenly felt that he had been deceived.

As expected, the secret in my heart could no longer be kept.

"You should have found the book I wrote!"

"Correct."

"You saw it?"

"Looked."

"The book?"

“My Teacher.”

"Who knows."

"Me, Kyle, and Celeste."

Hearing this answer, Odor fell silent for a moment.

If one person knows, then just use amnesia. If three people know and one of them is still unable to defeat the opponent, then the only option is negotiation.

Looking at his silent uncle, Weilin felt a little uneasy.

I should have shattered that memory earlier. Now that I am in a passive situation, maybe I should call Kyle.

At this moment, Weilin was ready to open the demiplane passage at any time and hide in it before his uncle could teach him a lesson.

Wait for ten days or half a month, and then come out. I think my uncle's anger will have almost dissipated.

After a few minutes of silence, Odor looked up at Weilin and said calmly, "I want to imprison you, but you can't run away."

"Since you have already seen it, then you can see it, but you must not tell your aunt, otherwise I will not forgive you."

"What about this?"

Weilin rubbed his hands, turning the passive situation into the active one, and his purpose was very obvious.

Odor clenched his fists, then unclenched them. Now that the boy was taking the Tea of ​​Truth, he couldn't hide his true feelings.

But then again, if he wanted this kid to take the initiative to be perfunctory, he would have to pay some price.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Uncle, I don't ask for much. Just build me 10,000 large floating battleships." Weilin raised a finger, without any hesitation.

After the words fell, the two looked at each other, and saw confusion in each other's eyes.

At this moment, Weilin felt embarrassed to look away and not look at his uncle.

He originally wanted to let his uncle make his demands and then bargain, but who knew that he would actually speak out his true feelings.

Odor opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

You said that this kid was asking for too much, but after taking the Tea of ​​Truth, he couldn't hide his true desire to fight.

"We'll talk in six hours."

"it is good."

While waiting, Weilin took out "The Travels of Mitt" and began to read to pass the time.

As for Odor, he took out a blank piece of paper and wrote down symbols and words that Weilin could not understand.

Time passed slowly, the light gradually dimmed, and the magic light on the top of the cabin was lit up.

Calculating the time, at 11 o'clock in the evening, Odor put the written things into the space equipment, looked up at Weilin and said: "The effect of the truth tea has worn off, let's talk about the terms."

Upon seeing this, Weilin put away "The Travels of Mitt" and looked at his uncle, waiting for him to speak first.

"Ten thousand large floating battleships is impossible. If you still dare to insist, I will beat you up even if it means letting your aunt know the contents of the book."

Feeling his uncle's gaze, Weilin subconsciously shrank his head.

"Now, state your terms."

"Uncle, why don't you give us a rough number first, so that we have a bottom line for the negotiations." Weilin rolled his eyes and pushed the question back.

Odor was not stupid, so he would never fall into the trap set by Weilin.

There is no point in saying less, because this kid will object.

If I say too much, this kid will agree immediately and I will be in trouble.

"How much wealth do you have now?"

"It's only worth 10 billion gold coins."

Weilin wanted to be humble, but after he said it, he regretted it.

Seeing this, Odor did not give Weilin a chance to return and said, "The material and extraordinary materials required to build a floating battleship that is 3,000 meters long, 500 meters wide, and 130 meters high will cost at least 400 million gold coins. Let's just say 400 million. Since you have 10 billion gold coins, let's say 25 ships."

"As a lord, you must have some private property, so how about setting the number at eight?"

"this and that……"

Weilin wanted to go back, but when he saw the magic power emerging from his uncle's hands, he wisely shut his mouth and could only nod with tears in his eyes.

"Oh, by the way, Uncle, my two thousand-meter-class airships..."

Odor interrupted Weilin and said with a smile: "Airships and floating battleships are two different things. They cannot be lumped together."

"OK then!"

In this case, Weilin had no choice but to nod.

The construction of airships and floating battleships requires the help of my uncle. If he gets angry and quits, he will suffer a great loss.

After all, the cost of building a floating battleship is not the extraordinary materials or the soul energy, but the builder, because top extraordinary knowledge is very expensive.

"After I go back, if I hear any news from your aunt, your large floating battleship will be gone."

Upon hearing this, Weilin patted his chest and said, "Uncle, don't worry about this. No one can stop me from owning a floating battleship, not even myself."

"Okay, let's go. I'll take you to see the research results while I have some time."

"Uncle, can your mantra tea…"

"Don't even think about it." Without waiting for Weilin to finish, Odor directly refused, "That kind of thing cannot be abused or leaked out. If you don't handle it well, you will bear a great sin."

"Take just now as an example. If I asked you some of your secrets, how would you respond?"

Weilin was shocked to hear this.

According to what my uncle said, all his secrets would be gone.

After putting away the tea set, Odor grabbed Verin's shoulders, activated the teleportation, and returned to the fortress.