"Forty guns?" Yu Rong's voice tightened and rose.
"Not enough? How about sixty?" Anle frowned. She only had twenty-one plots of land, and even that wasn't enough. She really didn't want to spend all her time planting this kind of thing.
If we want to plant sixty seedlings, it will take about three days.
If you switch to planting crops that yield large quantities, and use the three days you would spend planting this thing, you can harvest a lot of things.
This thing can only be sold by individual item, not by volume.
Growing this stuff is really not worth it.
Yu Rong's heart was pounding, and he felt a tremor in his chest.
The way this child speaks is really frightening.
This one weapon is so powerful that if you had forty of them, you could lead a force of five hundred elite soldiers to conquer the capital of the Kingdom of Kro and destroy the Kingdom of Kro.
...
After traveling for two days, we finally crossed the continuous mountain range and entered the territory of the Kingdom of Islail.
"This mountain range is poorly guarded, so it's quite easy to enter the country from here. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to get in without the necessary travel documents."
Anle knew very well why the guards were so lax; rather than being lax in their guards, it was actually a natural protective barrier.
Ordinary people could never cross this mountain range; only a monster like this kid could have led her across the mountains to this side.
Over the past two days, she has finally witnessed the monstrous physique of this kid, which is incomparable to that of ordinary people.
Moreover, if it weren't for the oxygen from the farm system keeping her alive these past two days, she would have definitely died on this mountain. The steep mountain is too high, the air is thin, and it is extremely dangerous.
It can directly lead to death from lack of oxygen.
In other countries, even soldiers would probably die from lack of oxygen in these mountains; they would perish within them before even crossing them.
Only those with exceptional physical abilities and special training can possibly flip over.
And those few who manage to turn over will not pose any threat to a country, so there is no need to send people to guard such places.
Using them in this kind of place is a waste of human resources and a huge waste of talent.
And indeed, things turned out just as Anle had thought, because the treacherous mountain road posed no threat and there was no need to come and help.
Once Anle and Yurong entered the territory of the Kingdom of Islaile, they changed their clothes in order to avoid unnecessary attention.
The clothes worn by the people in the Kingdom of Islail are quite different from those worn by the people in the Apocalypse Empire; the difference is significant.
Their clothing and attire from the Apocalypse Empire looked too conspicuous and out of place here.
Anle glanced at the clothes she was wearing, twirled around, and touched the light gauze headscarf covering her head.
The outfit looks like it's dressed in a medieval European style, but it's not just medieval European style; it seems to combine elements of Turkish and Indian clothing.
Simply put, it looks like a diverse collection of clothing that blends multiple elements together.
She thought it looked very unique and liked it.
“Our attire in Apocalypse is different from that here; the difference is too great, and we are easily targeted.”
Anle nodded, her mind focused on the time.
"Hmm, how far are we from the royal city? How much longer will it take us to get there?"
"We'll reach the royal city in half a day. Once we cross the mountains, we'll be very close. However, the royal city is heavily guarded, and it won't be easy for us to enter the palace."
Yu Rong got a horse and rode with An Le towards the capital.
They rushed into the royal city in half a day. Standing by the moat outside the palace, Anle gazed at the castle, a cluster of almost Gothic-style buildings, and her mouth dropped open slightly.
Wow, this is practically a recreation of the European architectural style from her world!
Upon seeing this building, words associated with iconic elements such as horror, the supernatural, death, decadence, witchcraft, castles, abyss, thorns, darkness, curses, and vampires involuntarily came to mind.
This is an artwork that combines darkness, fear, and despair.
Images of bats, roses, castles, crows, crosses, blood, black cats, churches, and cemeteries seemed to appear before her eyes—
Anle licked her lips and swallowed hard.
"My God, in this ancient castle, what if vampires appear in the quiet of the night?"
Yu Rong glanced sideways, staring at An Le in surprise for two seconds. "You know the legends about vampires in the Kingdom of Islaile?"
Anle was taken aback. Huh?
No way?
She just casually remarked that, but she never expected there to actually be such a thing as vampires here.
"So, what kind of vampire legend is it? Anyway, we can't enter the palace at this time, so can you tell me about it?"
Anle, curious, pressed Yu Rong for details, wanting to hear about the vampire legends here, as she was actually quite interested in them.
Yu Rong paused for a moment, then pursed her lips and spoke.
"It is a legend of struggle between love and despair, a combination of the sacred and the evil, and the story takes place in this royal castle."
It is the story of the love-hate entanglement between Queen Islay and the vampire Sat.
Sat is the most mysterious and evil being in the legends of the Kingdom of Islail, possessing boundless power and immortality.
It is the noblest and purest bloodline among vampires, and it disdains the filthy blood of the human world.
I have never consumed anyone's blood.
It wasn't until the birth of the first queen that Sartre was drawn to her pure and beautiful blood.
It transformed into a human, approached the Queen, lived with her, and waited for her to grow up.
The queen is the only food it has its eye on.
For the first time, it understood what hunger felt like, and for the first time, it felt the temptation of appetite from the Queen.
The queen, who was Sartre's food, met Sartre in this place. The queen was an abandoned baby.
The queen at the time did not know that Sartre was a vampire.
Raised by Sartre, the Queen gradually fell in love with him and confessed her feelings to him.
Korsar had no love for the Queen, only a hunger for her.
However, in order to obtain her pure blood, Sartre was willing to deceive and pamper her, because a girl who could experience happiness would have even sweeter blood.
The Queen was deceived by the beautiful illusion created by Sartre, believing herself to be the happiest person. However, at the beautiful age of sixteen, when she was about to come of age, she married Sartre with the most beautiful love and happiness.
On her wedding night at the age of sixteen, she became Sartre's sweetest food. The queen died under Sartre's fangs, and with sorrow and resentment, she cursed Sartre.
The curse states that once Sat encounters a lover, he will inevitably be betrayed by his beloved, and will never receive their love for all eternity.
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