Plant Lord, I farm and rule all races.

Lancelot wants the population, and Daddy Mogg helps him get the population.

Slave traders who were qualified to be invited had recently brought them warriors, mages, elves, dwarves, especially dwarves, or skilled ordinary people.

The number is quite large.

However, from south to north, or from west to north, leaving the Morgan Trade Road, it still takes a certain amount of time to buffer before you can get back on this road.

A lot of businessmen are actually starting to complain.

If only there were other places with such road conditions as the Morgan Business Road.

How much time you have to save.

How many times a year can I run.

Even the trade focus of many merchants began to favor the Western Continent and the Northern Continent.

Not because of anything else, just because the road is good-_-||

Agriculture is the root of social civilization and progress, and commerce is a bridge connecting the world and the cultural transmission of culture.

Science and technology will be the primary productive force in the future world.

Fiona has made rapid progress during this time because of the essence of life.

The elves are blessed with unique elemental talents, which make them progress rapidly.

lost the haze of the pain of losing the country.

Fiona quite a rise.

She is now an out-and-out fifth-order space archmage.

This can even break the wrist with a sixth-order peak magician, and even fight with the seventh-order, but if you can't beat it, you can run.

Mebius is now happy with a batch.

Whether it is a merchant, a slave trader, or a person, one by one, they are not greedy.

The old man braked suddenly, rolled open the window, put his hand on it, and was sealed with a cigarette.

"Stinky boy, yes, I'm satisfied. "

"If you're satisfied, how is the steering wheel, is there anything uncomfortable after so many laps?".

"Not at all, good performance in every way. "

Lancelot was also very happy: "That's good, you're satisfied." "

"Count you boy with a conscience. "

Here we go again......

Tsundere Elf-_-||

The mother-in-law got out of the car and touched Lancelot's head.

She also likes these two cars.

Whether it is the appearance or performance, the structure of the car is also very comfortable.

The cab and the chairs in the car are all made of high-grade monster fur and pure leather cushions.

It's such a beautiful thing that makes people fascinated.

Especially the thrill of sitting in the car and racing wildly, there is simply no one.

"Mother-in-law, when are you going back?"

"What's wrong?".

Lancelot explained his next steps.

"Baisha Gobi, that's a place that makes people feel quite desperate, why did you choose there?"

"It's a treasure of feng shui, and I can't change to anyone else, but my ability can be completely victorious. "

"Is there anything you need me and your father-in-law to help with?"

Lancelot thought for a moment, "Before you leave, I want Fiona to make a little more teleportation charm, and I need her help to open the spatial rift and send people over." "

"And ......

".

Lancelot was a little embarrassed and said, "Mother-in-law, do you know a mage who is proficient in the power of time?"

"Huh?".

Sallina was visibly stunned for a moment: "What are you looking for a time mage for?".

Lancelot said helplessly: "I want to make a clock and plan the time clearly, so that everyone can work on time from 9 to 5 and leave work on time." "

"Efficient life and work are inseparable from the precise law of time. "

"Time...... And there is an accurate law, isn't time always flowing?".

"Of course!".

Lancelot laughed, "It's because he's been circulating that it's the rule." "

Lancelot pointed to the sky: "The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. "

"When it rises, it is only in the middle, and when it sets, when it is midnight, it is the law. "

"As long as these astronomical phenomena are put into concrete devices, accurate time records can be created. "

"By using this record, we can know the time we are in. "

With that, he pulled out a drawing.

"But I don't know the magic of time, and the team is understaffed, so it would be nice to have a mage who is proficient in time magic. "

Sallena's eyes lit up as she looked at the drawings.

Mebius pouted: "The stinky boy can really toss, isn't it a sundial." "

Sallena said, "This is not a sundial, husband. "

The mother-in-law pulled Lancelot to sit down and asked, "Good boy, this, it looks amazing, what is going on?"

Lancelot told his mother-in-law about the calendar of his world.

Sallina was quite surprised.

"My good son-in-law, you are such a genius that you can make such a clear distinction?".

Lancelot smirked, I stood on the shoulders of the giants of 5,000 years of culture-_-||

Can it not be amazing?

"I'm not sure, but it's theoretically fine, I've probably done a few data records these days, and there should be no discrepancies. "

"Isn't it easy, I'll verify it. "

"You're verifying?".

"Hmm. "

Sallena playfully pointed at herself: "I, your mother, the ninth-order time archmage understands." "

I'm the next Ao, you're so sassy.

"You are the Archmage of Time?".