My Magic Age
Chapter 668 168. Xin Liugu's Vision
The bright night sky of Xinliu Valley is extremely charming. Some huge celestial bodies pass by this floating mountain. The incomparable sense of oppression makes the sky of my spiritual sea full of dark clouds and the golden sea surging.
Under my feet is the green grass like the dense and soft fur on the body of the Yagui beast. Not far away is a dark green forest. Looking further away is the endless mountains of 800 miles. A winding message flows out from the mountains, passing through this grassland and the small village of orcs in the distance. There is also curling smoke rising from the village.
I had never expected that just two fire bombs would collapse a cave that was only slightly larger than a football field, creating a basin on the vast grassland of Xinliu Valley. Kalancuo and I sat on the lawn at the top of the basin slope, and the orc village in the distance could actually be seen. The orcs were cleaning the copper ingots in the cave. The aftermath of the explosion had scattered the copper ingots all over the ground.
In the sea of spirit, I felt that the seed of life of the world tree that I had imprisoned in the ball of lightning revealed a trace of uneasiness. It was originally the clone of the world tree on the island in the center of the circular valley lake in Xinliu Valley, and lived in my sea of spirit. Perhaps it was because of this explosion that the seed of life that had been dormant for a long time woke up again, and it was calling me gently.
I entered my own sea of spirit and removed the layer of thunder prison that imprisoned the seed of life.
It told me with spiritual thoughts: The world tree in Xinliu Valley is calling me, and it is eager to communicate with me.
On the grassland in the distance, several beastwomen were herding cattle and sheep quietly. A group of orcs carrying backpacks and pushing carts appeared from the small village of the orc tribe. Among them were old men, women, and orc children. They formed a very special team and rushed to our side.
These people were orcs who got the news and came to help us pick up the red copper scattered in the cave.
Kalancuo stood beside me, with one hand on her slender waist and the other hand covering her forehead, looking at the team of orcs from a distance, frowned and said to me: "There are still too few people in the village. Hey, I suddenly have an idea!"
I was packing my luggage. The sheepskin drawings had filled my magic medicine bag. I looked up at her and continued to do my own thing.
Kalancuo said to me: "If I have time, I can go to the slave market or slums in the imperial capital to rescue those orcs who are wandering in Green and living in poverty!"
Xinliu Valley is vast and rich in resources, but there is only a small orc village with more than a hundred people, which is really too deserted.
It's just that orc slaves are not easy to sell. The vengeful orcs hate the slave catchers the most. There are always some orc strongmen who travel all over the Roland Continent all year round. Every time they go to a place, they first ask if there are people selling orc slaves in the local area. If they are found by them, many slave traders will almost be severely retaliated, and their end will become very miserable.
Rescuing orc slaves is a matter that every orc strongman who travels to various countries makes a living by doing. Those slave traders are often their ATMs. Even slave traders who don't sell orcs are often threatened by those orc strongmen sometimes.
So sometimes, asking the slave traders in the slave market whether they sell orc slaves is often regarded as a provocation.
I said to Kalancuo: "There is no need to go to the slave market. Wolf orcs cannot be sold publicly. If there are, they will only be traded in the underground slave market, and that place does not welcome strangers. But you can look for them in the slums of the imperial capital. Maybe there will be orcs working in places like the private mines of some noble lords!"
I stretched out my hand and pinched her strong thigh, and said to her with a smile: "Do you think there will be orcs as stupid as you, who can think of selling themselves to save their people?"
Kalancuo rolled her eyes at me fiercely and angrily went to the group of orcs in the distance.
I hurriedly shouted to her: "Don't go there, we still have to go to the round valley later!"
No matter where the Tauren tribe is, it is easy to become the most popular people. They are honest and simple by nature, kind and upright.
On the side of the collapsed cave, the Tauren Luka and the orc warriors were digging a stone staircase leading to the bottom of the valley. The Tauren Luka was born with great strength, and he used a hammer and chisel to dig out a tortuous stone staircase.
Leaving the Tauren Luka behind, I couldn't wait to meet the orc witch doctor Zewang, so I set foot on the path leading to the circular valley. Kalancuo strode in front. Her strong and tight body looked very light when she ran. Her muscles rolled rhythmically under her wheat-colored skin, and she ran like a jungle cheetah.
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I calculated the days of my leave. According to the standard time of Green Imperial Capital, it was the third night of my leave. There were two days before the departure of the Royal Magic Academy's cross-dimensional experience activity. If I wanted to return on time, I needed to rush to the circular valley immediately to meet the world tree there.
I was panting heavily, looking at Kalancuo who was running in front of me, and gradually found that the distance between me and her was constantly widening. Her running posture in the mountains was very strange. She lowered her body's center of gravity and leaned forward. Every time she lifted her legs and took a step, she would stretch her body as much as possible. When she was in the air, she would slide forward for a while, and when she landed on the ground, she would jump high because of her own jumping power.
Maybe it was because I just said something frivolous and angered Kalancuo, so she deliberately adjusted the running rhythm to this, so that I ran as hard as I could, but I was still a little slower than her. The frustration made me very uncomfortable. It was really embarrassing to run a long-distance cross-country race with a beast female warrior. She could easily leave me three blocks behind.
Seeing that she was only a small dot in my vision and had climbed to the top of the ridge in front, I sighed slightly and took out the magic broom buried by countless scrolls from the magic waist bag, then placed a magic crystal stone in the center of the core magic circle, activated the magic pattern magic circle on it, and immediately the powerful floating magic circle made the magic broom float up.
I jumped up, sat on the soft leather seat, grabbed the steering wheel with both hands, and input a trace of magic power into the magic broom. A strong wind surged on the magic broom and took me forward.
Nothing can be more comfortable than riding a magic broom on a wasteland. The powerful cyclone blew down the dense green grass, forming a light green pit. Facing the direction where Kalancuo disappeared, I drove at full speed, and all the energy indicator lights were on. A strong thrust blew the grass behind, and the magic broom was like an arrow from a string, shooting straight forward.
"Ah..."
...
Nine floating mountains are connected together. The broken mountain bodies of each floating mountain are intertwined with countless huge tree roots. It is these dead world tree roots that connect all the mountains together. In the reverse flow of time, this strange and unique scenery is formed. It is also true that there is a completely dead world tree root in this huge mountain, so there are mountains, forests, grasslands, clear streams and wild springs, flowers, birds and animals in these floating mountains.
On the grass slope, Kalancuo sat on a rock with a faint smile on her face, waiting for me quietly.
She turned her head and looked at the back. There was an endless wild grassland on the hillside. The golden time reversed in the distance, bringing sufficient light to the floating mountain, but these lights were a little dim, and they would become gray and hazy if they were too far away.
She wore half-body leather armor, and her delicate collarbone and round shoulders were all exposed. She looked majestic with a two-handed sword on her back.
The wind on the ridge blew her hair into a mess. She used her hands to gather her messy hair. Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide and looked at me riding the magic broom. I looked like a knight on a tall horse. I appeared in front of her with a smile on my face, like a breeze. Then I stopped beside her, leaned down, and extended my hand to her.
She smiled, and that sweet smile was like a golden sunflower. She stretched out her rough hands and held my hands tightly. With the pulling force transmitted by my hands, she jumped onto the magic broom very flexibly. There was a thick layer of calluses on her palms, which scratched my palms and made them itchy. I pulled my hands out of her palms, held the steering wheel of the magic broom with both hands, and rushed down the hillside with Kalancuo.
Heading towards the circular valley in the distance.
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From a distance, I saw a towering tree falling down with a creaking sound, and finally there was a loud roar, raising dust all over the sky. Some branches and leaves of this iron tree were also mixed in the dust and flew everywhere.
Next to the huge tree stump stood four barbarian slaves, wearing only a pair of tight leather shorts, their skin looked very white, and there were some totemic tattoos on their skin, which made them look very scary, but each barbarian had no left ear.
They were tall and burly, and each barbarian had a black leg shackle tied to his feet. Originally, there were handcuffs on his hands, but later it was found that these barbarians were very honest and had never caused any riots. In view of the good performance of the barbarians, the handcuffs on their hands were later removed, after all, that thing greatly affected their work.
Two barbarians held a huge felling axe in their hands, and the other two barbarians held a long saw for felling. They had a very clear division of labor. The barbarian holding the felling axe would clean up the horizontal branches as thick as his arm, and the barbarian holding the long saw would saw off the thicker horizontal branches of the ironwood. Because the ironwood was very hard, this cleaning work after felling usually lasted one to two days.
There were no orc supervisors around these barbarians, but it seemed that they were already used to this kind of logging life. They carefully removed the extra branches and leaves from the branches that were as thick as their arms, and organized them into two-meter-long thin poles. Fifty thin poles were tied into a large bundle, and ironwood of different thicknesses were stacked together, forming more than a dozen wood mountains in this logging site.
It turned out that this large logging site had been opened up in this mountain forest. When Kalancuo and I rode the magic broom to these barbarians, they just shouted and straightened up. They were sweating profusely, and their bulging muscles were vigorous and powerful. Only two people could carry the logs that four people had to hold together and put them in front of the largest wood pile.
A leading barbarian glanced at Kalancso with fear, and seeing that she made no move to walk over, he raised his hand high and signaled the three barbarians to stop. The four barbarians He sat on the tree stump next to him, took out a huge clay pot like a water tank, and took turns drinking water happily. Then he took out a multi-grain pancake mixed with some sweet potatoes and munched happily.
I was surprised to see how empty the vast logging farm was, and asked Kalantso: "There are only four people logging here?"
Kalancso nodded unabashedly, pointed to the mountain of wood piles in front of us, frowned and explained to me: "The problem now is overproduction. Have you seen those mountains of wood? Over there in the underground warehouse. , it has filled five warehouses, and it is almost moldy. It needs to be dealt with as soon as possible. "
I didn't even know that I had accumulated so much wealth in this Xinliu Valley plane, but I was just hoarding it.
Once these timbers are transported to the Imperial Capital, they will also be a huge fortune, so I nodded to Kalancso and said, "I will solve the problem as soon as possible. It seems that it is necessary to rent a warehouse near the Imperial Capital Airport! We can't use these irons." The logs were also moved into our basement.”
Kalancuo said to me: "I don't care how to deal with this wood. In short, you have to find a way quickly. Across this mountain ridge, there is an Indigo wood logging field over there, and now the wood is also piled up in mountains. "
I lowered my head and thought for a moment: "Then let these barbarians transport these logs out of the mountains. Well... let me think about it, we can transport these logs to the Pandawang goblin village ruins and form a new one there." Material transfer station. As for the stored wood, I will deal with it as soon as possible."
I looked at the logging field with confusion and saw that not even a single orc could be seen, and asked Kalantso: "Besides, if you just let these barbarians log here alone, won't you worry about them escaping?"
Kalantso said to me nonchalantly: "The mountains and forests are only so big, where can they escape to? In fact, they are used to this kind of work and then get food. We don't restrict them from running into the mountains and forests, we just But in this mountain area, apart from birds, there are some small beasts. If they cannot hunt enough food, they will come back hungry and be whipped. "
Then she continued: "In the past two years, we have been assigning them some work. No one monitors them. We just distribute their food according to their labor income and according to the routine. In this way, their work efficiency will become higher." , Moreover, these barbarians do not seem to have high requirements. As long as they have enough to eat and a place to sleep, no one wants to escape. "
At this time, I suddenly discovered that the woman sitting behind me on the magic broom and hugging me tightly not only managed the orc village in an orderly manner, but also managed the nearly 600 barbarian slaves here very well. I missed her. There must be some trick to it, as she asked why.
Kalancuo didn't hide anything from me, and told me a reason that shocked me: "Speaking of which, they prefer the food cooked by us orcs, those multigrain scones, and sometimes we also provide them with some raw meat. Dry!"
"..." I was speechless for a while. It was hard to imagine that some people could regard raw meat jerky as delicious food. These barbarians really have very bad taste!
Because I was in a hurry to see the World Tree, I didn't have time to go to the quarry to take a look. I just stayed on the ridge at the pass outside the circular valley and took a distant look at the white flowers at the foot of the mountain, like a huge city wall. Heap of stones, watching hundreds of barbarians carrying stones in the quarry, a scene of busy work on the quarry construction site.
I curiously asked Kalantso: "How do you subdue these barbarians with bad tempers and characters as stubborn as bulls?"
She smiled proudly at me, then stretched out a finger and said to me: "One word, that is 'hungry'. If you work, you will eat, if you don't work, you will starve. In fact, these barbarians They don't begrudge their physical strength, they only worry about not having enough to eat as long as it allows them! They have three meals a day. They don't care much about working hard or whether they are slaves. Moreover, we orcs not only don't like to be slaves, but we don't treat them as slaves. In our eyes, they are just a group of hard workers. As long as they work , there will be hard work to eat!”
Never treat anyone as a slave! This is worthy of my deep reflection. Every race and every tribe has its own dignity, its own beliefs, and things it wants to protect and follow. They worship their ancestors or believe in gods. They protect the continuation of their lives and follow the laws of nature.
Thinking of them plundering male humans in the north, throwing them into mines, and plundering large amounts of food in the north to feed them through the long harsh winter. Perhaps these are just for survival. Without these, they would be in the ice and snow tundra. , will freeze to death and starve to death.
I waved my fist excitedly and said to Kalantso: "When I return to the imperial capital this time, I will purchase a large amount of coarse wheat flour to provide these barbarians with black bread. Don't always eat these multigrain cakes, those ground Don’t give them any more sweet potatoes. Maybe we can make something with higher value, such as vermicelli. Now in the imperial capital, those vermicelli are delicacies on the nobles’ tables. Give these sweet potatoes to the barbarians. It’s a bit wasteful.”
Then I added, "And I can order some fat pork leg bacon. Well, I will purchase some meat that is easy to store, and occasionally improve their lives, once or twice a month... Oh, no, regularly, once a week, provide them with some pork leg stew. These need to be improved, but I have to wait until I come back from the Hiero plane..."
The circular valley is surrounded by cliffs. The only way into the mountain, at the most dangerous pass, a mountain city was built. Unfortunately, the city is still in its infancy, and only the rock foundation has been laid. Unfortunately, I have not yet found a master architect willing to help me build the city, so the construction of the mountain city here has been delayed.
I don't want to build a stone wall, I want to build a mountain city, so the whole city must have a clear, clear, functional plan. This is not just building a simple house. This must be done by a professional architect...
A friend in the group wanted me to help promote a chapter. Although I feel that not many people have subscribed to my book, and not many people have read it, I still agreed to promote it. Well, "Divine Mercy", if you are interested, go and have a look!
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