Mountain and Forest Kingdom

Summer is a comfortable season, but sometimes it’s annoying when it rains heavily.

A heavy rain suddenly came, and the big oak tree in the courtyard was like a beaten mad woman, messy in the violent storm.

Lawrence knew in advance that it would rain, and stood at the window looking at the world shrouded in darkness outside.

The wind roared for a few minutes and then died down, followed by pouring rain.

A large amount of water sloped down and fell on top of the castle and the ring building.

The rainwater gathered along the gutters and fell on the ground, making a noisy sound.

Lawrence watched for a while and then returned to the warehouse room.

I have nothing to do, so of course I am giving myself a holiday.

Lawrence has his own polished room, and all the tables, chairs, toolboxes and windows are all handmade by himself.

Unlike other barbarians who have hobbies of hunting and conquest, Lawrence prefers to keep his small home warm and comfortable.

In recent years, he has shown little interest in all major things. Whether it was fighting Pig Trotter City or fighting the Church, Lawrence was not very willing to fight in every battle.

The teachings of the Church of the Stars are to go to the outside world and conquer the sea of ​​stars. However, Lawrence is actually a very lazy and self-centered person. His desire for external exploration cannot be said to be absent, but it is very low.

It was such a lazy Lawrence who was elected by the barbarians of the Ice Land to become the prophet of the Church of the Stars and became the recognized king of the barbarians.

Every barbarian is responsible, especially Sariel.

Lawrence sat on a stool, a pile of useless-looking wood scraps at his feet.

With nothing to do, Lawrence reached out to search on the ground and found a small wooden stick as long as his index finger.

This small wooden stick seemed useless, but Lawrence, who had nothing to do, wanted to make it useful, so he planned to make a razor handle.

Lawrence started working on small sticks with a knife, enjoying the leisure time he could enjoy every day.

Don't worry about the kids at all.

Don't worry about your career.

There is nothing to say about family, women can manage themselves well.

I usually keep fit, go to the construction site, farmland and seaside to help out, or go for a ride on horseback, whatever I want to do.

Life is easy every day. When you are bored, you can watch the elves rehearse and sing, or you can call the slave girl to come to you several times anywhere in the house.

Not long after Lawrence enjoyed the pleasant time of working alone in the rainstorm, footsteps came from the corridor.

Lawrence looked up and saw Kohalan walking in with Elsabelle and Finn.

Khalan took out a peach from the basket held by Elsabel and threw it to Lawrence.

"Try it."

Lawrence reached out to catch the peach and also put down the unfinished small wooden piece in his hand.

The peach in my hand doesn't look very good, it still feels a little hard, and only the tip is a little ripe and rosy.

"Have you ripened the peach tree seeds?" Lawrence was reassured by Kehalan, picked up the peach and took a bite.

The pulp in the mouth is a bit hard and the taste is not sweet.

"It doesn't taste very good." Lawrence didn't like eating this kind of peach.

Kehalan walked over and found a place to sit down, "It's not mine that ripens it, it's made by the elves and others. I think this peach is delicious and the texture is very good when you bite it."

Kehalan said as he took out a peach, opened his mouth and started eating it.

Lawrence didn't like to eat this kind of food that was neither sweet nor nutritious. The tastes of witches were slightly different. They preferred the feeling of having their mouths blocked, and they wanted to eat something in particular.

It's not sweet and crisp, and if you eat it, it means you haven't eaten it. It's just suitable for these witches who indulge in enjoyment all day long. It's not that they can't make sweet fruits, but they think that non-sweet ones are more suitable.

Lawrence took a few more bites of the unfinished peach to taste the texture.

It is indeed not sweet, just like eating sweet radish that is not spicy. In terms of taste, it is more comfortable than eating apples.

"The elves do have their own tricks. They are good at growing not only wheat but also fruits."

Lawrence praised those hardworking elves.

Kehalan has been idle for several years, and now the main research institute for crops is the elder brother among the elf siblings.

The ugly elf brother was the one who was oppressed to farm and grow wheat in the past. Later, after being encouraged by his sister Dashiel, they ran away together and went to the ice land.

Although ugly, this elf has very strong scientific research capabilities. He is partly responsible for the continuous bumper harvests in the Kingdom of Stars and the Western Continent in recent years.

My sister is also very powerful. She is partly responsible for the transportation channels in the Ice Land.

Kharan came here not only to bring fruit to Lawrence, but also for other things.

"I can't handle the cotton you brought back. I can't let the wood rot. Other elves are doing this."

"Well, just leave it to them." Lawrence thought that was fine and there was no need to say anything.

Kohalan saw that Lawrence didn't care much about cotton, but he continued to talk more on this topic.

"The cotton can be left to Stella and the others. Isn't Stella taking some of the elves to rebuild the elf village near Snow Mountain Castle?"

"They don't seem to be good at raising animals. Having cotton to make clothes can solve the problem of lack of animal skins."

Lawrence was speechless and said: "That's what Stella was joking about. Now that the Queen is here with us, the elves outside don't want to go back to the forest at all, especially the upper-class elves and nobles."

Basically all the upper elf nobles knelt, and those who didn't would have died in the war long ago.

Especially now that the Elf Queen has given birth to a child for Lawrence, to the thousands of elves who are attached to Lawrence, this is a land of ice, and it is the humans who should get out, and these elves are all Lawrence's people!

The elf town established by Stella was only joined by some elf witches who were not good at socializing. These elves had no close relationship with Lawrence and did not want to adapt to the outside human world. They just wanted to return to their original peaceful life.

Khalan smiled and said, "If the Queen's child is born, how do you plan to raise it?"

"I don't know, let's talk about it then." Lawrence had no plans for things that were too far away, especially such unreliable things.

Although he was a prophet, Lawrence basically didn't care much about other things except leading the barbarians to civilization, and he was much lazier than most kings.

Kohalan chatted some more and then left the room.

Elsabel and Finn were waiting for Lawrence's instructions. Lawrence put the made handle wooden pole in the collection box, stood up and looked out the window.

"It has stopped raining outside. I have nothing to do if I have nothing to do. I will go to the martial arts classroom to take a look. You can go and rest."

"Yes, Master." The two maids bowed respectfully.

Lawrence quickly went to the martial arts classroom to practice with the female warriors, instructing the female knights and female swordsmen on various power postures. Together with these girls who had to do a lot of exercise every day, they were sweating like they were emerging from the water. Stick to sticker.

After finishing these things, I went to read books written by intellectuals in monasteries and churches, and soon it was evening.

I had a meal in the evening, chatted with my family and waited for the food to digest, then took a hot bath after working out and exercising, and then turned off the lights and went to sleep.

The sun was shining brightly the next day, and the dull and depressing atmosphere caused by yesterday's heavy rain had been swept away. Under the bright sunshine and the mountain breeze, the whole body was filled with youthful vitality.

Lawrence discovered that weather has a great impact on people's psychology. Although he has known this for many years, he will feel it more clearly every time he is affected by the weather.

Sunny and sunny weather is an extra blessing for people and animals.

"Good weather like this is rare." As an indigenous person who has lived here for more than ten years, Lawrence has a strong say.

"Everyone go to the yard to rest. Don't stay in the house all day and sleep in. You should also bask in the sun occasionally."

Lawrence brought the family's lazy witch into the yard.

Although some elves have moved to Snow Mountain Castle, Oak City is still a bit crowded.

Salil is also in a good mood because of this rare good weather. She is more sensitive to the weather than others and likes good weather more.

"Lawrence, I'm going to take a nap. Call me when you go back."

Salil began to lay out pillows and straw mats on the grass near the big oak tree, apparently planning to take a nap here.

"Okay." Seeing Salil in a good mood, Lawrence suddenly remembered that he had promised Salil to build her a beautiful garden castle.

Salil seemed to have forgotten about this.

Lawrence leaned on the big oak tree and squinted his eyes. He took a large group of wives and children to rest around the leafy big oak tree.

The big oak tree that was baptized by the violent storm yesterday is still lush and leafy today, and when the sunlight falls through the gaps in the leaves, it becomes gentle.

Catherine came from the Ring Building and walked from the entrance to the large oak tree.

Behind Catherine, there is a strange-looking creature.

Lawrence opened his eyes and looked at Catherine and the waddling wyvern baby behind Catherine.

The wyvern is one of the advanced monsters in the swamp. It can spray venom from its mouth and has the ability to fly.

Although it does not know witchcraft, a flying dragon can easily bite a normal human to death when it reaches adulthood. Its powerful flying ability and strength keep this creature at the upper level of the food chain.

The wyvern is not the strongest swamp creature. The most terrifying thing in the swamp is the rumored witch.

Lawrence didn't have high expectations for the wyvern. This wyvern baby had been taken care of by others since it was sent to Oak City.

There are many people taking care of the wyvern, and the wyvern will always follow Catherine, as if it is determined that this is the breeder who can protect it.

"How's it going? Can't you fly yet?" Lawrence didn't touch the biting wyvern, but simply talked to Catherine.

Catherine knelt down and stroked the plesiosaur-like head and neck of the wyvern, and fed it dried meat from her pocket.

"Not yet. It has eaten too much and is now too heavy to fly. It should be fine after another year or two of training."

Lawrence asked curiously: "How long does it take for a normal wyvern to fly?"

"Wyverns usually hide their nests on cliffs that are inaccessible to most animals. They usually take more than a year to fly."

Catherine explained: "Maybe it's because we didn't rush to let it fly, so it couldn't learn to fly. When we first came here, we were worried that it would die at any time. Now its body is not as fragile as it was at the beginning. Just exercise for a while." Fly."

The baby wyvern was standing on its legs, its wings spread across Catherine's knees, eating the corned beef jerky that Catherine fed it.

This animal is not as smart as Yubao. Its IQ may not be as good as that of a cow, and it cannot understand human commands.

Fortunately, there is no shortage of all kinds of weird elites here in Lawrence, so they can support this bipedal flying dragon that has lost its mother.

Lawrence didn't pay much attention to the wyvern. There was not much difference between having this thing and not having it.

This thing definitely can't fly in the winter, and as a mount, it can only be ridden by a small person with a light body. Lawrence is now taller and heavier, so it is difficult for a wyvern to fly with a weight of two hundred kilograms on its back. .

When it comes to delivering messages, crows are more suitable than wyverns, and transportation has been improving recently, and the speed of delivering messages has also been steadily increasing.

The most important thing is that the wyvern is a pure carnivore and is usually very aggressive. It will not need the air force in future wars.

The wyvern just doesn't bite Catherine. If other maids and children get close to it, it will make a threatening roar and spit out poisonous mucus.

Even when facing Lawrence, Lawrence had no time to train such stupid things.

The pot-bellied Elf Queen stood up and walked nearby, picking up oak leaves on the ground with the nearby elves.

Lawrence soon lay down again on the soft and comfortable pillow.

Many species appear and perish every day in this world, whether they are national towns or wild tribes, or villages that have been plundered, towns built on trade routes, and simple straw huts.

Those that cannot adapt to the environment will be gradually replaced.

Species that are unwilling to adapt will be quickly replaced and squeezed out by competitors who actively adapt.

The number of cattle, sheep, chickens, and pigs in the Ice Land increases every year.

These species are not completely safe.

Just like wheat seeds that have been renewed dozens of times, when more suitable livestock take their place, that's when their population begins to die.

Cows can be tamer, healthier, and less prone to illness.

Sheep can also be sheep that grow hair more easily and produce milk more easily.

Chickens must be hens that grow quickly and lay eggs frequently.

Pigs also need to grow fast. Farmers will raise which type of pig is more suitable for raising.

Lawrence did not interfere too much with natural selection. Apart from pushing a lot in crops, he basically made no contribution in breeding.