Dawn City, quarry.

Varlean, draped in battle armor, his visor covering his face, and a sword hanging from his waist, stood resolutely under a banner depicting a castle surrounded by mountains.

"The selection process for the Duolun Legion is very simple this time. The first 500 people who carry a stone to the city can join."

More than 2,000 people in the audience were eager to try. At Varean's command, everyone rushed out carrying stones on their backs.

Among these people, the patrolmen and stonemasons were the fastest. The slaves sent by the council had to practice breathing techniques for a month before they recovered. They could only barely carry the stones and walk slowly.

The Knights were not only fully armed, but each of them also carried three stones on their backs to supervise and prevent anyone from cheating. The three captains each carried five stones, which looked like a small mountain from a distance.

"Akeris, why are you so slow? You let the people you're supervising pass you. Aren't you ashamed?"

He Li was carrying eight stones on her back. Although she was sweating profusely, she still shouted and urged the members of the Knights to run faster.

Acarius walked forward step by step with difficulty. Not only did he have to carry five stones, but he also had to pull the little lion Meleucis tied to him.

The little lion also had two stones tied to its body. It lay on the ground with its tongue hanging out, motionless. It could only be dragged forward by Acarius, who pulled the rope tied around its waist.

Luo Wei didn't want to admit defeat to Acaris, so he also dragged two stones behind him. Kim, the former captain of the third team, did the same. Only Chekhov was carrying five stones. Although he was a little tired, he was able to run in front and laugh at them.

"Akeris, can you please give me the title of First Charge Officer of the Knights?"

"Since the captain of the second team is so relaxed, give him two more pieces."

After hearing what He Li said, Chekhov lost his arrogance and added two more stones with a bitter face.

Running at the end of the team was Purple-haired Lei. Like the Knights, he was carrying three stones on his back and trying to catch up with the people in front of him. Although his efforts were always in vain, he never gave up.

The road to the end of the city was filled with spectators, most of whom were women. The young men participating in the selection were trying their best to perform in front of the opposite sex.

However, many people's attention was on the Knights, and Lowe and Acaris attracted the attention of the opposite sex.

In the sky, Xia Lan, riding on Arthurs, waved and greeted the people enthusiastically.

"Xia Lan, are you ready? You'll have to pay extra to ride again."

Arthurs said dissatisfiedly to Xia Lan who was addicted to dragon knight.

"Okay, just get down to the finish line."

The first place in this selection turned out to be a slave sent by the parliament. Although they had all regained their freedom and became citizens of Faox, it still surprised everyone.

This young man named Danlei is a mixed-race of Icelandic barbarians and Zilan people, with blond hair and purple eyes. After coming to Boravice, he not only regained his muscular body, but also his haggard face became radiant.

The second one is a patrol captain named Lumen, who is nearly middle-aged but full of energy.

The third place was the younger brother of a former prisoner of the Nine Demons Fleet. His older brother served in the Blackwater Fleet. Upon seeing his younger brother get third place, he was so excited that he wanted to treat his colleagues to drinks.

The first place winner was awarded by Xia Lan herself. The prize was a blue-veined battle armor mixed with mithril and a matching spear and shield, which were forged by Lie himself and engraved with runes.

Apart from generals, only the Knights could possess armor infused with mithril, and legion officers could only obtain blue-patterned armor engraved with runes. But even so, the mithril traded with Ash Mido was almost used up.

The second place was awarded to Frederick, Chief of Staff of the Privy Council, with a heavy sword infused with mithril. The third place was awarded to Varian, Commander of the Doron Legion, with a dagger infused with mithril.

Looking at the three people receiving cheers from the crowd, Tegwin couldn't help but think of his son King. He wondered how he was doing. Although Arnold had predicted that he was doing well, he didn't believe that half-baked old wizard who didn't even have a crystal ball.

Xia Lan also asked Faaudis to look for Jin, and found that Jin followed the wolf pack every day, eating the meat of fourth and fifth level monsters. After his strength grew rapidly, the Lord of Truth taught him some fighting skills in his dream and then ignored him.

After the award ceremony, everyone, led by Xia Lan, placed the selected stones into the long trenches that had been dug. These deep trenches with a solid foundation would serve as the sewers for Dawn City in the future.

In order to prevent water accumulation in the city in the future, Xia Lan, Tiger Wen and Kan Nepal personally designed it and placed the water outlet in the sewage reservoir where slimes breed and survive. Cement and earth magic used by mages such as Ryan reinforced it, which can be said to be very "modern".

Five hundred soldiers from the Doron Legion were selected, which immediately drained the backbone of the militia. Frederick had to personally train new militia. However, the patrol team was disbanded, and the defense of Dawn City would be the responsibility of the newly formed Doron Legion.

Varyan also trained his newly formed legion in preparation for clearing out the monsters from the Emerald Plains.

As the sun sets, people who have been busy all day go home to rest, but Xia Lan drags her tired body to the porcelain kiln. Lie, Arnold, Kanepal and others have already arrived.

I thought that if I wrote down the steps of firing porcelain in detail, these people would be able to complete it. However, after seeing the finished products fired by these people, Xia Lan always felt that they were not as good.

It was probably because the temperature was not controlled well, the glaze color was very poor, and the fired porcelain looked more like a thinner pottery product, without any porcelain soul.

When Xia Lan had made a special wine bottle for Tears of Blood, it was easy to do because of the fire spirit Ta'ikelo. However, the most difficult thing to control when using a porcelain kiln is the temperature.

After personally soaking the porcelain in glaze, Xia Lan carefully placed the porcelain embryo into the kiln.

"Let's get started."

Xia Lan closed the kiln and added firewood. While adding fuel to the fire, she carefully explained various details to the people around her.

For Xia Lan, these things are easy. The most difficult part is to add hundreds of years of history to the things that are fired and sell them. This is the most difficult part.

In his previous life, this industry was full of cunning people. When business was bad, he even went bankrupt several times. He worked as a mentor to those big bosses who were stupid and had a lot of money, and took some money from his peers who would hide behind the phone...

Xia Lan, who calls himself a chivalrous man, only targets those who are rich but unkind. He feels like a fish in water in this aristocratic world.

What a pity, all the past years have become lost youth...

After a sleepless night, Xia Lan realized it was almost time and said, "Let's open the kiln!"

The porcelain kiln was opened, and more than a dozen pieces of red porcelain came into view.

This Langhong porcelain, as bright as clouds and as translucent as red jade, instantly attracted everyone's attention. The crackling sound of wind chimes made people afraid to touch it for fear that it would suddenly shatter.

Xia Lan picked up a piece and looked at it for a long time. The blood-stained plate was fired quite well. The colorant "copper" in the glaze was very sensitive. A slight change in temperature and atmosphere in the kiln would lead to failure. Xia Lan had to use her external mental power to avoid making any mistakes.

“Let’s try other glaze colors…”