Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

"What, this is impossible..." Kurt subconsciously thought that the other party was joking.

Lu Meng's words made him pause for a moment, as if he couldn't understand the meaning.

In the entire swamp, no one knows this better than this skeleton craftsman.

Since the oil fields in Xiehu Town, Depression, have been exhausted, there is only one place left on the mainland that can still produce crude oil - the black desert where the Skeleton People live in seclusion. It is shrouded in acid rain and poisonous fog all day long, making it difficult to enter.

There are indeed no crude oil reserves in the swamp.

Otherwise, the old empire would have been explored long ago...

"It's not crude oil, just simple fuel." Lu Meng explained.

As the blood of industry, oil can be used for more than just producing fuel... This cannot be replaced for the time being.

Kurt originally wanted to make a joke, but when he saw the serious expression on the other party's face, he

He suddenly thought of a possibility——

"Is this...marijuana fuel?"

This time, the Skeleton Man didn't act like he was doubtful, but instead had another kind of hope.

"Yes." Lu Meng nodded, "This is what you wanted to produce when you first came to the swamp."

Biorefinery is used to provide life-sustaining energy for the Bone Man survivors.

This is why, even though it has no effect on the Skeleton Man, they still brought cannabis seeds... although they ended up falling out and causing trouble.

When Lu Menggang occupied Shizhen.

He was already preparing the distillation workshop and fuel plant based on the technology he interpreted from ancient science books, but at that time, neither time nor raw materials could wait for them to be completed and put into production.

Today, the swamp is mostly flat.

There is no need to prepare nervously, and there is room for development.

More importantly, the cannabis fields that were secretly promoted by the black converters and spread all over the country from Mud Town to some swamp villages have all fallen into the hands of the coalition forces.

For the swamp villages, the coalition's policy is mainly based on procurement, supplemented by propaganda and admonishment, so that they can readjust the land back to the original crops - the villagers originally switched to cannabis cultivation in large numbers under the promise of heavy purchases by the black converters. , now that we have lost this sponsor and buyer, it is not difficult to mobilize the coalition forces.

As for his future livelihood, there are other plans.

All properties in Ni Town will be expropriated.

These bee people originally wanted to cooperate with the merchant guild in producing and selling drugs and selling them to all directions. They were fully equipped, but they failed too quickly and did not have time to see any improvement.

The coalition forces are in no rush to eradicate such marijuana fields.

After high-level discussions, Lu Meng decided to temporarily keep it for two seasons. After the new distillate fuel plant is established, hemp used for oil refining will be planted and managed in a closed manner... As for other places, it will be prohibited.

The first raw materials harvested in the past.

It happened to be sent to Shizhen and put into the fuel plant.

The entire process was conducted in top secret and was handled by Lu Meng's most loyal cronies.

Today, he just got the results from the transportation team.

Although it has passed the preliminary quality inspection, but who is more professional, of course it is the boss of Dancing Bone Man. Only with the affirmation of a skeleton man can the lost ancient technology of bio-oil production be reappeared in the swamp.

Incredible, outside of Black Desert.

A new oil field appeared...a truly 'planted' oil field.

Even if it's just a sign.

Its possible impact is also immeasurable.

At this moment, except for Lu Meng and Kurt in the room.

No one else in the entire world knows its value yet.

Kurt poured another cup and added it to his own tank, recording its internal combustion.

In fact, before, if he had the sense of smell and taste, he would be able to tell the difference immediately.

Now carefully calculate the calorific value and combustion rate, this biofuel is also different from that refined from crude oil, and the quality is slightly inferior... However, substitution is no longer a problem.

This is already a great miracle.

The skeleton man was silent for a while and then said:

"You really did it...Which craftsman did you get the technology from, Langton? Dupu? Or..."

"I don't know his name."

"Too……"

The last skeleton craftsman in the swamp smiled and stopped asking, "But thanks to you for discovering the value of this technology and even guessing our original intention..."

"You know, this was back when Oaklandism was still prevalent in the swamps."

"The books that record them are called forbidden books; 'we' are naturally demons. As for those who try to learn, even the purest human beings and children of the green field will be called..."

"Wizard?" Kurt recalled, "That's what he said."

"Actually, over the years, you have also had the opportunity to find other people who can understand the use of this technology...such as technology hunters." Lu Meng asked, "Why not do this?"

"There is no need for it, and I am not willing to take the same risk again." Kurt said lightly, "What can be changed by handing over technology to those hunters who are looking for treasures everywhere? They are essentially just a group of hired men. Soldier, although the people who obey orders are not wealthy businessmen but scientists... Even if biofuels can be reproduced, it is impossible for technology hunters to set up factories in the swamp... This is the territory of gangs after all. "

"What's more, there are only a few people who need fuel."

Lighting, power generation, production...of course they need fuel, but those are all gang industries, what does they have to do with Kurt? None of his true companions of bone craftsmen were left.

Even though there are still a few wandering skeletons similar to Sora.

Their consumption is actually quite small.

The reason why Kurt wants to run the fuel business in Dancing Bones is not to make money or make a living, but to maintain his status. No matter how many times the King's Flag changes on the city wall, Shark Village must rely on him, the skeletal boss who controls the fuel import channels.

Only in this way can safety be ensured.

"But, Road Chief...or, in other words, the new king of the swamp," Kurt's voice deepened, showing a seriousness, "What do you want to explain when you tell me this news?"

Thousands of years ago, the idea of ​​the Bone People was realized in the hands of this human being.

This made Kurt unexpected and a little surprised, as if he saw the blueprint he had dreamed up with his friends, gradually opening up in front of him... even though most of them had disappeared.

——However, from a realistic point of view.

The person who was most directly affected was the Skeleton Boss himself.

Swampland, if there is the ability to produce self-produced fuel.

Then, Kurt, the 'dealer' who contacted Black Desert, will lose his value.

The trump card of monopoly on fuel is gone.

The Dancing Skeleton Man is no longer aloof... The status of a bar alone is not that important.

Even if you want to.

The new ruler can eradicate it at any time.

"Do you want to ban the Dancing Skeleton Man?" He asked the question directly, letting go of the last trace of his reserve, his voice full of caution, "Or do you want us to reduce our influence..."

Normal considerations, based on the relationship between the two parties.

Not enough to kill them all.

However, he admits it.

The status of the Dancing Skeleton Man seems to be a little more conspicuous...

Any king.

No one wants to see an existence that is too bloated and uncontrollable on their own territory.

"On the contrary," Lu Meng said, "I need you to continue the business, even spend more time on it, and make it bigger and better."

"Okay, I'll lay off employees tomorrow...eh?" Kurt was stunned.

"The premise is," Lu Meng smiled, "you have to sell oil from the swamp."

"This..." How could Kurt still not understand what he meant? There was a trace of electric noise in his voice, "You don't plan to sell it yourself, but to put it on the Dancing Skeleton Man...or, in other words, to use it as 'Dancing Skeleton Man'" Person's name, consignment."

Lu Meng nodded: "Yes, the fuel plant is still in the trial production stage, and the current output is not high. To meet all the needs of the entire swamp, a large amount of imported fuel will be mixed in the initial stage, until the proportion slowly decreases and the replacement is completed... But in short "For a long time, the fuel produced in the swamps was mainly self-digested."

"And Dancing Bone Man is a 'time-honored brand' with a history of thousands of years."

Purchasing fuel from Dancing Bone Man is a tradition in major towns, which saves the effort of promotion. Dancing Bone Man's internal staff are also more skilled in business, so the transition can be smoothed.

Moreover, the oil he is producing now is considered low-quality... Lu Meng cursed.

Don’t let bad reputation ruin your own...

Lest people think he is cutting corners and taking his own kickbacks.

Of course, by eliminating the cost of importing from such a remote and dangerous place as the Black Desert, as well as being attacked and lost by sand bandits, cloud bandits, and even bandits disguised as merchant guilds... the price of fuel can also be reduced by a little. Maintain value for money.

This is the advantage of origin.

"More importantly," Lu Meng changed the topic and said seriously, "I hope the boss will not disclose the source of the fuel. The external caliber is still imported from the Black Desert."

"……I see."

Before Kurt could recover from the message that the other party had entrusted him with consigning fuel, he heard Lu Meng's request. He thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Only now did he fully understand the other party's intentions.

Biorefinery technology is a treasure and wealth... but it is also coveted.

When the swamp was depleted, both the United City and the Merchant Guild saw its value and wanted to intervene, starting a war, let alone if it became an oil-producing area.

The oil-producing Black Sand City relied on the environment known as the 'Land of Death' to avoid invasion.

In contrast, the dense forests and swamps of the swamp are also dangerous and complex.

But it seems less powerful and unable to stop greed.

At the beginning of the war, when everything is waiting to be done, exposing the oil refining technology... is definitely not a wise choice. If you are guilty of the crime, you don't know if you will get into greater trouble.

"And our dancing skeleton man has been providing fuel to major gangs before. Even if he just puts a label on it, no one will be suspicious." The skeleton man said slowly, "It just so happens that the main raw material for distillation and refining is cannabis. ...Even if you open a factory, outsiders may think you are making drugs, just like the black converts in the past.”

The same is huge profits, but the strategic value of the two is different.

Lu Meng shrugged and drank another glass of wine.

In order to cover up, there is no way to be misunderstood like this.

Fortunately, he doesn't care either.

As long as the production process is managed step by step, and the final fuel products are secretly packaged and transported... the possibility of leaks is very small.

At least not in the short term.

By the time someone realizes something is wrong, the swampland has already accumulated unimaginable power through this industry and is no longer afraid of any enemies.

The strong wind started at the end of Qingping.

By the time the changes in the situation became visible to the naked eye, the logic behind them was already irreversible.

Kurt pressed his hand on the exquisitely carved tabletop, quickly calculated in his mind, and couldn't help but admire it.

As the other party himself admitted.

With vision and ability, it is not difficult to interpret the technology of biorefinery - at least there is no shortage of such forces.

The only thing that requires some luck may be to find the remains left by the bone craftsmen of the past.

However, after actually achieving it.

It is rare to be able to still think about the situation so calmly, without being dazzled by future prospects and ignoring the current predicament...

It's the tech geeks like mechanics.

I'm afraid I'm so excited that I want to spread it all over the world... This is understandable, but it seems a bit childish to a Skeleton Man who has experienced glory.

In contrast, look at the behavior of the king of the swamp.

Kurt even had a feeling...he simply didn't look like a person of this era.

Rather it's more like...

Residents of the Old Empire.

It is precisely because I have witnessed prosperity that when it comes again, I can look at it calmly like a breeze blowing on my face.

But how is this possible?

Kurt shook his head, laughing at himself.

He was unmistakably human...unless he was a skeleton in human skin.

The reason why I have such an illusion.

Or are you too attached to the past era?

All I can say is that humans are indeed monsters.

Not because they are scary.

But because, from generation to generation, there are countless heroes.

"Then," Kurt stood up and walked around the long table, met Lu Meng who also stood up, stretched out his hand, and shook it with human courtesy: "Happy cooperation."

Lu Meng: "Of course."

The swamp...the land where he was able to establish a foothold for the first time.

Starting to get on the right track.

Although, there are still many things to deal with.

Internally, there is a rotten town that has not yet been recovered. It was originally necessary to send troops as soon as possible, but time was delayed due to repairing people's livelihood and consolidating rule.

The outside is even more severe.

Below the swamp, further south than the Southern Wetland, is the Hook Beach, which includes the two major city-states of South United City, Coslon and Wandering End. He has just offended them a lot, and he won't let it go.

As for the merchant guild...

'Yamudu...' Lu Meng muttered the name silently, thoughtfully.

The situation in the Eastern Continent is complicated, and it is even further away from the swamps. The merchant guild may not retaliate immediately, but they are the most terrifying ones as they occupy the center of the United Cities.

The north is a chaotic borderland where various forces are at war.

In recent years, there has been a faint trend of integration.

People who rise out of the wilderness lack ambition most.

Further north is the Holy Empire.

They don't know... what they will think when they hear that the new king of the swamp has the same name as a certain important criminal on the wanted list.

If we say that among the three major countries, United City ranks first in national power.

The Holy Kingdom can be considered the number one in terms of military power.

With the support of faith and population, Oakland's jihadi army is invincible.

The only stable direction is to the west from where he came.

With Princess Seto as a good hostage... Well, with good disciples here, and with all the previous connections, conflicts are unlikely to break out, and there is a chance to establish deeper cooperation, which is a force that can be relied on.

However, this involves complicated dealings.

Of course, there are more branching but equally important relationships to deal with.

The Wave Ninja Group, the hub, the technology hunters, and the two anti-slavery people who wandered into the swamp to perform their mission...

However, no matter what.

Judging from the fact that he is able and qualified to think about these issues, it shows one thing -

The road dream begins with a scavenger who may be in danger.

A weed turns into a giant tree.

Today, we are already standing on this stage that is famous for the world.