Above the gray fog

Lin Shan made a rough calculation.

Even if the Pigs have two stone tablets, they can brew two potions every ten years, and ten can be collected in fifty years.

However, it is normal to refresh it every ten years. Now that the human world is at war, it is possible to refresh it every twenty years, because the human race's stone tablets have not been refreshed for a long time.

That's not something Lin Shan needs to take care of. The requirements have been set, and they are not too excessive. It would be best if they can complete it. If they can't complete it, they will have to use other things to pay off the debt. The sequence stone tablet is good...

"But, 10 Sequence 8 potions in 20 years...I can't go to the Fox Clan because of contract issues. It's completely impossible to complete them just by relying on the Sequence Stone Tablets." After learning that Lin Shan needed food and magic After taking the medicine, Kabaibai also looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

We can give you food, since we have a lot anyway, and we can also give you magic potions, but we need more time. Ten copies of Sequence 8 magic potions will take 100 years according to normal rules. By then, the pig clan may all have Sequence 7.

Ka Baibai was making plans in his mind, but Lin Shan didn't give him the slightest chance, "That's your problem. There are so many Sequence 8s in your clan. The formula for the magic potion they drink should be there, right? It strips away their characteristics. , do you still need me to teach you if you want to look for auxiliary medicine again?”

Seeing that Ka Baibai wanted to continue saying something, Lin Shan's tone suddenly turned cold. The terrifying pressure made Ka Baibai's face turn pale, "I'm not discussing with you..."

"Boom!"

The villa below collapsed directly, and many creatures in the villa died.

"You know what? They didn't have to die."

Kabaibai's face turned red and white, and his whole body could not stop trembling. But in the end, he did not make any drastic reaction. He gritted his teeth and said, "Everything will be done as you said."

"Mother!" Karl shouted and flew downwards.

Ka Baibai took a deep breath, still indifferent. He tried his best to control his emotions and said: "Give me the coordinates. I will have someone deliver the things you want. After everything is settled, we will cancel it."

"Yes." Lin Shan hummed softly and gave him the coordinates of the coalition government. "I want to see the food in three months. I need to return two bottles of the magic potion first."

Lin Shan knew that he couldn't push people too hard or go too far, which would lead to deep hatred and hatred in the end, and he would have to spend time destroying them.

"Approximately how far?"

"About 800,000 kilometers."

"1.6 million miles?" Ka Baibai's eyes widened.

"Yeah." Lin Shan nodded. Different races calculated distances in different ways. Some used kilometers and some used miles. It was just a matter of the habits of each race.

"1.6 million miles, three months?" Kabai's eyes almost popped out of his head, "Lin Shan, you are also from Sequence 8. The top speed of Sequence 8 is less than the speed of sound. If you don't stop for a day, you can run 20,000 kilometers at most. You are now at Sequence 7. You can fly back and forth in an hour, but we don’t have such a fast speed.”

"Twenty thousand kilometers a day, 80 days is just right." Lin Shan said.

"...Don't you have any idea about the food that 300 million people need for two years... Our clan has more than 20 Sequence 8s, and it will take more than ten years to transport them day and night..." Ka Baibai He said helplessly.

"Don't you have those big flying black barrels? I think it's quite fast and not small in size." Lin Shan pointed at a circular black barrel that was passing by in the sky and was 100 meters long.

Lin Shan seemed to have thought of something and continued. "Oh, by the way, I will also print a copy of your clan's technological research results. If I find that something is missing, the consequences may not be good."

"The transportation flying barrels are used to maintain resource mobilization in various places. They cannot be moved easily..."

"Boom!"

Before Ka Baibai could finish his words, the nearly 100-meter-long black barrel in the air suddenly exploded and disintegrated, and various materials fell downwards.

"What did you say?" Lin Shan looked at him.

"No...it's nothing. I will immediately notify the entire clan's factories to build transportation black barrels." Kabai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He almost forgot that the person in front of him could easily destroy the entire pig clan.

"No matter what method you use, I will see the food in three months." Lin Shan disappeared without waiting for his answer.

Half an hour later.

Lin Shan appeared in the migration team again, constantly transporting people to the new tribe.

At a speed of 300 kilometers per second, he can fly a million kilometers in an hour. He can travel around the entire area near the Fox Clan at will.

Only Sequence 7 can truly initially possess the ability to travel far.

More than two months passed in the blink of an eye, and the migration of the human race was coming to an end.

During this period, Lin Shan went to the dwarf tribe again, making ten trips and picking up about 100,000 dwarf craftsmen.

These craftsmen are now busy in the new clan land, and the dwarves are very enthusiastic about their work.

After understanding most of the original technology of the human race, they came up with the idea of ​​developing the East China Sea.

Donghai is the name Lin Shan gave to the sea area. It has no meaning. Because it is to the east of the clan's land, it is called Donghai.

The dwarves proposed to build man-made islands and distribute these islands in the sea to develop fisheries. Each island is a huge ship that can move at any time. The dwarves are sure that with their technology and Yuanchu Technology It can definitely be achieved.

This scene also directly made Lin Shan's floating island thoughts swallow his stomach.

As the three-month deadline was about to arrive, Xie Yue sent a message that the pig tribe had sent a large amount of food. Although the amount was large, it was far from the amount required by Lin Shan for 300 million people for two years.

The reason given by the pig tribe was that the number of transport barrels was limited, and they could only transport so much at a time, and they would return to transport more later.

The food supported by the United Government, plus the food sent by the pig tribe, was enough for the tribe to survive for a while, and Lin Shan did not embarrass them again. Food was nothing to the pig tribe, and they did not feel sorry for the food. If there was not enough food, Lin Shan could ask them for it at any time. They did not dare not give it, and the food crisis was temporarily resolved.

Although they did not feel sorry for the food, they felt sorry for the potion.

Two bottles of sequence 8 potion were sent to Lin Shan, along with a copy of the pig tribe's original technology.

There were a total of more than a dozen books, all of which were filled with ritual patterns, various wiring, and the manufacturing methods of many machines.

Lin Shan stuffed all of this stuff into Jin Tianzong's hands and asked him to study it slowly.

Lin Shan held two bottles of magic potion, thinking about who to give them to, the pioneers no longer needed them.

There was one super-sized one, but he was very young and had not made any achievements.

It would be better to take it slow.

After thinking about it, Lin Shan found Qian Ning, Jin Yin, Wang Cheng, Liu Heng, and Li Shiyao.

They were all old people, and it was time to give them some rewards.