My Magic Age

Horsens' initial idea was very simple. The purpose of his coming here was to exchange iron ore for corpse dregs and iron ingots for corpse kerosene. The blacksmith workshop in the quarry requires a large amount of coke and wood, but more than half a month ago, Horsens discovered that his orc supervisors had actually brought back a fuel called corpse residue from outside. It is very resistant to burning and can reach higher temperatures than coke. According to the orc overseers who returned from the Laitu tribe, these materials extracted from the swamp zombies were thrown everywhere in the Laitu tribe, just like the poor iron ore in the quarry. It can only be discarded on the roadside as garbage.

After receiving the news, Horsens couldn't calm down immediately. With the new fuel, the logging teams that went deep into the Yelian Mountains could be withdrawn, and this could be a very cost-effective business. Horsens knew that Laitu After the tribe returns to their homeland, they will definitely rebuild their homeland. Since there is a lot of waste waiting to be done, there must be business opportunities.

After having these thoughts in his mind, he prepared to come to the Laitu tribe to have a look, and then he came!

...Beautiful dividing line...

Unexpectedly, the deal between us and Horsens was actually negotiated while sitting at the door of the corpse oil warehouse, boiling water on a lighted oil stove. He had no plan to exchange iron ingots for corpse oil. It came true as he wished, but in the end he also completed his original idea, which was to find a market for his mountains of iron ore and iron ingots. Obviously cooperation with us is a win-win situation.

After Horsens left, Kurtz said: "Jia, why do you think Horsens is interested in such a small business? Why are you using corpses to exchange for those poor iron ores that are not available? Even if we want to make iron by ourselves, , shouldn’t you change it to some rich iron ore? And aren’t you still planning to buy iron ingots?”

I counted my fingers with him and said, "The oil stove business must be tied to corpse kerosene to sell. This business is not too small. We now have nearly 800 barrels of corpse kerosene stored in it, which can be filled." With more than 2,000 sets of oil furnaces, how long will it take for us to refine these corpse fire oils alone? From the sale of the oil stove, we will earn 80 gold coins this month. This can definitely be done for a long time. Although the corpse fire oil is not worth more than the magic cores, the money can be converted into black flour, which is enough for our tribe. People eat it for four months, including gray dwarf slaves."

"Besides, these corpse fire oils are not easy to transport. We can't let you run back and forth between Drowning Pond and Gurudin. In more than a month, it will be your coming of age ceremony. At that time, you will officially become the edge of the death swamp." As a great lord of this generation, you can’t always run these small businesses. In the future, you will only need to bring those well-equipped beasts with you. The female warrior goes to the Death Swamp regularly every month to hunt those swamp zombies and drag them back to make corpse fire oil. Let Horsens do the other things. He is a shrewd businessman and knows how to make money, but this is It’s just that he had bad luck during the great disaster.” I leaned close to Kuz and whispered to him.

"We have to live for a while, don't we have to sell those vermicelli to Butler Leipas. Az, you must remember to keep the secret of the vermicelli. There are not many things we can sell to the Green Empire. We orcs Can't always trade rare magic ores and rare magic herbs for their goods , in this way, over time, the foundation of the Orcs will be emptied bit by bit. Now that we have vermicelli, there may be meat floss in the future. Maybe after the Orcs and the Green Empire re-sign a peace agreement, we can still I'm selling corpse fire oil to them!" I whispered to Kuz.

I dragged Kuz up the dirt road and followed the east dirt slope from the mountain col to the top of the slope. In fact, it was not too far. I stood on the top of the nearly two hundred meters high slope and looked down. Itukorulu is the first porcelainゾdragging the robes and carrying the grazing locusts Я 询诘诘诘Χ飣 Diseases Ke Lai thumb 蓚渚诿忘Χ making a row of mulberries ＲBU Shaoyun rhyme 肂蟪晌畕奕松飞銊Zheng 色ざIf you are stunned 镣 Disease Ke Xun г诨志小�

But the only drawback is that the terrain is not as steep as imagined, and the surrounding soil is very gentle. The two of us stood stupidly on the top of the bare slope under the scorching sun. We could still see the bottom of the slope in the distance. The maid Asakusa was still looking at us worriedly, and Gerile was already jumping up and down. I had chosen the path up the mountain and was climbing up quickly.

Looking to the south, you can see the Death Swamp in the fog more than ten kilometers away. There is water mist constantly flying into the sky with the wind. It is like a beautiful fairyland on earth. Those thick fogs are in the south. Blow by the wind, various wonderful postures are displayed. Sometimes it looks like thousands of horses galloping, sometimes it looks like hundreds of beautiful elves flying in the sky, and sometimes it looks like raging flames burning. These scenes are actually amazing. It is indescribably beautiful.

The further south you go, you will see more continuous puddles. In those swamps overgrown with weeds, there are a large number of sweet potatoes buried. A group of beast girls from the Laitu tribe were covered in a swamp pond. It was covered with black mud, like a flexible loach, constantly flipping up and down in the mud pond, trying hard to dig out the sweet potato inside and bring it to the shore.

Only the beast girls who live on the edge of the swamp all year round have the ability to swim in the mud. I envy this because I think when they walk in the swamp, they don’t worry about slipping and falling in. The biggest problem is that it will come out from another exit. .

I pointed at the huge mountain col with a straight line distance of five or six kilometers, and the bare soil slope that looked like a donut, and said to Kurtz: "Drowning Pond is the gateway to the east of the entire edge of the Death Swamp. , it is sandwiched between the death swamp and the fault zone, while It is also blocked by the branch of Yelian Mountain. If the orcs of other tribes want to enter the Death Swamp, there are only two ways. One is to enter through the swamp in front of Drowning Pond, and the other is to pass through the pass of Yelang Cliff and cross the Curse. The desert turns into a swamp of death if..."

"I mean, if you become the lord of the edge of the Death Swamp in the future, as long as you protect this place and build a fortress at Yelangya Pass, then the entire Cursed Desert, Qinghai Lake, and Death Swamp will be yours. , even though these things are nominally yours now Xi, but you can't control them yet. Only after slowly accumulating your own strength, will those powerful orc tribes surrender to you. Otherwise, it will only be a double act and your order is just empty talk. If they If you don’t obey your orders, your prestige will be damaged!”

"So my idea is to build a mountain city here, a real castle, nailed here like a wedge! Az, look..."

I pointed at the entire col and drew a huge circle in the air. The light blue magic power condensed into blue light in the air. I quickly drew those lines into an ancient castle built of huge rocks. The entire castle towers into the clouds. The city wall of this castle is built on a circular soil slope, and the gap is the huge gate of the city wall.

This castle, according to my plan, turned out to be bigger than Yemen Town. Especially the huge ring-shaped stone city wall on the slope is more than thirty meters high, and the bottom foundation is more than ten meters wide, and the entire city wall is made of stones. This is a very common little trick that uses magic power to create illusions, but I have been thinking about this castle for a long time. Kurtz was completely stunned when he stood next to me.

If someone else saw the castle I drew, they would definitely think I was crazy. How could a young orc like Kurtz, who has no wealth and has not even issued the Lord's Codex, have the ability to build such a century-old castle? Fort? I have also made a rough calculation on how many gold coins it took to build this castle. It is a huge astronomical figure. Even though Kurtz has more than a hundred magic crystals in his pocket, after throwing them into this castle , it will only be a drop in the ocean.

"Jia, you want me to build a city here? This city is so big!" Kurtz said blankly as he looked at the castle I drew.

"So! Aziz, you have to work hard to make money. One day you will build this castle. At the beginning, we can start with this huge circular city wall. With such a city wall, where can we build it?" Don’t be afraid of the tide of corpses in the swamp! Don’t forget that we have vermicelli, meat floss, fine salt, and corpse oil. We have so many ways to make money, and I have already thought of it for you..."

"After some time and settling down here, we will return to Gurudin. The number of female beast warriors in our tribe can now be expanded to about 400 people. We are going to buy some devil antelope horns and start hunting in the spring. It's about to end, and the supplies deep in the wilderness are about to be transported back to Gurudin. We need to prepare as many devil antelope horn short spears as possible for the beast warriors. Only short spears made of devil antelope horns can be worn. Get through the skin of those swamp zombies.”

"As long as we build the mountain city, the entire Death Swamp will be your back garden. Then you will lead the beast warriors to hunt swamp zombies in the Death Swamp. There are many valuable things in the swamp zombies. Magic cores and corpse fire oil can be exchanged for money. …”

Before I finished speaking, Kuz's originally excited face slowly fell. He looked down at his boots dejectedly and whispered: "Jia, can't you stay and help me? Without your scroll, I can't deal with those swamp zombie kings at all! If you don't tell me the location of those death scythes, the beast warriors and I won't be able to find those death scythes in the darkness."

I exhaled a long breath and looked into the sky against the scorching sun at noon. The clouds on the Pai Plateau were so low that I could reach them with my hand. In the blue sky, an eagle spread its wings and was searching. Wild rats in the wasteland. I pointed at the eagle and said to Kuz: "Azi, look! Everyone has a sky of their own. As big as the heart is, the world will be as big as the eagle flying freely in the sky. Like an eagle, I really want to see the outside world, I want to see the Green Empire and the magic academy there!”

I patted his shoulder and said to him with a smile: "Maybe one day, I feel that there is nothing I want over there. I will come back to you and hunt with you in the wilderness. Well! There will also be adventures."

Kurtz smiled reluctantly.

I wanted to change the topic to a lighter topic, took out the wolf fang dagger from my arms, bent down and drew two very long parallel lines on the top of the slope, then stood up straight and said to Kurtz: "Look, here we are. The walls to be built in the mountain city must be high and thick, and they must be built with stones. Only such strong walls can withstand the large-scale tide of corpses. Well, having said that, these walls really need a lot of stones. Stone is a real problem."

Kuz's thoughts immediately followed mine. He scratched his head and frowned, thinking hard for a long time before he said: "Then I will take the tribe people to the Yelian Mountains to collect stones, and then use argali sheep to collect the stones." Come back!"

"If you do that, you won't be able to finish the city wall under my feet even if it takes a hundred years to build it!" I said with a dark face.

"What should we do?" Kurtz was a little embarrassed and looked very stupid.

I winked at him, patted the money bag on his belt, and said to him: "Use this!"

Kurtz glanced down and asked me dumbly: "Magic crystal?"

"We must learn to make good use of the advantages we have!" I felt that I did not express what I wanted to express, so I continued to explain to Kurtz: "This year is a disaster year. There is no food in the entire Western Wilderness. I don’t know how many hungry poor orcs there are! Many tribal chiefs must be like Horsens. They have probably racked their brains to fill the stomachs of their tribesmen. If this were normal times, maybe one day. During the next spring hunting, the great disaster would be wiped out by the piles of dried meat of the devil antelope without a trace. But this year was different, because there was a war between gray dwarves and orcs last year, and not only many gray dwarf bandits died, but also Many young orc warriors also died. There must be many tribes in the same predicament as the Laitu tribe. Even if countless dried meats are injected into the entire orc tribe, they cannot afford it. "

I felt the need to break things up and told Kurtz carefully: "Just like they can't afford black bread, the spring hunting has passed, and those tribes who are unable to hunt still can't afford black bread! But we can't Likewise, the magic crystals in our hands are hard currency. These magic crystals are not only Only magicians like it, and not only can they buy magic items. I believe those merchants in Gurudin also like it. We can use magic crystals to exchange for a large amount of food, the cheapest black flour, wheat bran, rice bran, etc. Okay, just transport them back to the drowning berth, the more the better!”

"Then, we just need to gather those wandering tribes who are wandering around in the wilderness and have nothing to eat all day long. Yeah! Yes! Let them carry stones, and we will use black bread to replace those stones. Maybe we can also have the same ones as Horsens The owners of the large mines are also facing a dilemma. We hired dwarf slaves with them. Those gray dwarf slaves are all natural craftsmen and should be good at building city walls! "

I stared into Kurtz's eyes and asked him: "But having said that, Aziz, Old Kuru has been rubbing your ears and asking you to learn mathematics. Now I ask you, do you know that on your belt? How much black flour can this bag of magic crystals be exchanged for?"

Kurtz looked a little embarrassed and said: "I should be able to... buy a lot of them!"

I pressed my forehead in distress. Now I can finally understand why Old Kuru always frowned so deeply when he talked about Kuz's unwillingness to learn. As a lord, without some arithmetic knowledge, it was Definitely not. I asked him tentatively: "How many gold coins can a magic crystal be exchanged for?"

Kurtz glared at me with dissatisfaction, lowered his voice and said bitterly: "Jia, I'm just not very good at mathematics, but I'm not a fool!"

I was speechless for a moment and smiled at him awkwardly. The two of us were not talking. We were sitting back to back on the grass on the top of the slope, facing the humid wind blowing from the south. We looked at the whole village. We already had our own thoughts in our hearts. Maybe we have all grown up.