You just say that

Roland has one advantage: he is very obedient. When Mason made a request, he acted quickly.

Put the intelligence traders into the caravan guard, bring the mechanic as a guard, add a few townspeople and the bloodline of the new town, and harness the oxen to the carts, and this small caravan is formed.

The already insufficient manpower became even more stretched, and Roland was overwhelmed. He asked with a bitter face: "Master Mason, can't we hire a few more people to do the work?"

"Of course, of course. I'll give you some help when I come back."

After Mason's repeated assurances, Roland finally put away his resentful look and devoted himself to the next task.

The oxcart started off slowly. Mason thought that he would have to buy a few more horses to transport the goods. There were many things that were missing in the new town, but fortunately he had money in his hands and was not in a hurry. With a bulging wallet in his hand, no one would refuse such a big customer.

A few days later, the caravan arrived at Ya'an City.

There was a long queue in front of Ya'an City, with the caravan at the end. Mason looked at the giant beast at the gate, with a faint smile in his eyes.

When he first came to Ya'an, Oleus used this little guy to gain a lot of attention. But now Mason no longer needs to rely on this method to see Ya'an.

He retracted his gaze and lined up to enter Ya'an City. This low-profile team did not attract much attention. Once entering the city, the intelligence merchants disappeared silently in the crowd, and the rest began to purchase, except for the former Earl of Mason.

After not seeing it for a long time, Ya'an City is still the same as Mason remembered.

The gatekeeper of the Earl's Palace still remembered this young master. After all, he had just arrived and overthrown the most famous pharmacist in the city in the name of apprenticeship, and then attracted other pharmacists to join him, which caused quite a stir in the city at that time.

"What brings you here this time?"

"My father sent me a letter from the western border, asking me to greet the Earl."

"I see. I will go and inform the Earl right away. Please wait for a moment."

Mason waited at the door for a while, and then a servant led him in. Ya'an was sitting in the reception room waiting for them.

Seeing Mason coming in, Yaan put down the cup and said in a gentle voice: "It's been a long time since we last met. What do you want to talk to me about? Don't use Abner as an excuse."

"How can this be an excuse? Father really misses you."

Yaan laughed: "You smooth-talking kid, Abner won't let you relay the message. He has a way to contact me."

Mason smiled sweetly, looking like a little fox in Ya'an's eyes.

"Nothing can fool you. Are you interested in making a deal?"

"Oh? Let me make it clear first. I will not lower my standards just because you are Abner's child. If you can get some new drug formulas, I can consider it."

"That's bullying a child, sir."

Yaan smiled and drank a sip of tea: "Do you want to become a baron?"

The hierarchy of the Nobles Association is Duke, Marquis, Earl, Viscount, and Baron. Among them, Barons are the lowest in status and the largest in number. But becoming a Baron means joining the Nobles Association and having a path to rise. This is enough to attract the wandering bloodline.

The young man nodded calmly, then shook his head: "I want to become a viscount. I do have a prescription that is used to heal the mental damage of bloodline people."

"The association has regulations that a baron must serve for three years before he is eligible to be promoted to viscount."

"I brought a mechanic from the Mechanical City with me. She can help Ya'an City repair its equipment for free for a week."

"But if you can prove your ability, it's not impossible to negotiate."

"She can also teach an apprentice machinist for two years, free of charge."

Ya'an made a prompt decision: "Let me make it clear first. I can only give you the title of Viscount, and you need to fight for the territory yourself. Don't let Abner and the others help you, otherwise it will be a dispute between two Viscounts, and I will personally stop it. Of course, you can also wait for the death of other Viscounts and obtain their territories, but that requires fighting with their descendants and the barons in the territory, and only the final winner is qualified to inherit the territory."

"No problem. Besides, I want a few more people."

"oh?"

"I want Ollie and Rambo."

"Well... should I say you made a good choice, or should I say you chose the biggest trouble. If you want any other bloodline person in Ya'an City, you can do it, but only Orihe and the other two don't listen to me. If you want them to join the new town, you need to convince Rambo. As long as he agrees, I won't say a word."

Yaan thought about it and finally let the other party know: "Rambo is not my subordinate, but he came to me on his own initiative. He was originally an excellent commander, but his growth was restricted because of his bond with Olih. He agreed to come to Yaan because Olih needed a safe and comfortable environment."

"Ya'an is much more prosperous than Xinzhen, and can better meet the needs of bloodline people." The young man raised his eyebrows: "But I think they will agree to my request."

Ya'an's eyes were filled with a hint of smile: "Then I'll wait and see."

Meanwhile, the mechanic walked down the street and found the clothing store as he knew where to go.

The girl in the light blue cake skirt was lying on the counter, sleeping soundly with her eyes closed. It made people wonder if there were any customers in this store.

When Mason walked up to her, the blonde girl woke up on time, yawned and said, "Welcome, what would you like to buy?"

The woman wrapped in a black coat had a hoarse voice, like a misty cloud.

"I'm here to see Orih, the one inside, I mean."

The clone looked at her and jumped down from the chair cheerfully: "Help me watch the store. I'll go call her."

Without waiting for the mechanic's answer, the girl turned around and ran inside. Not long after, the real Ollie ran out. The woman leaned forward slightly and stared at her with her obsidian eyes.

"Rambo is in the lab. Do you want me to ask him to come out?"

"No, I came here specifically to see you."

"Looking for me?"

The blonde girl blinked, and the mechanic chuckled softly, calling her name again.

"Olivia, do you want to eat lots and lots of dessert?"

The blonde girl's eyes suddenly lit up: "I've been thinking about it! Are you taking me out for a snack?"

"You could say that. Let me introduce myself again. I'm a mechanic employed by Mason, and he sent me here to invite you to join his territory."

Olih suddenly lost interest: "Oh... I won't go, and neither will Rambo. Ya'an City is great, and we don't plan to leave here."

“The soft bread is sprinkled with melted icing. The mochi filling bursts when you bite it, and the soft and sticky texture will make your mouth sticky.”

The mechanic continued to speak without thinking, his voice rising nonchalantly at the end. His tone of voice was simple and did not contain much emotion, but it was enough to be really attractive.

“The light milk cap melts in your mouth. Have you ever had a milk cap cake? The flowing texture is combined with the wheat-flavored cake, and there is cream and fruit filling inside.”

What is this milk cake? Is it really that delicious?

Ollie swallowed her saliva. The other party's voice turned into a nasty little insect, unconsciously drilling into her ears. No, no, I can't fall into the other party's evil plan. No matter how delicious it sounds, I can't give in!

"I thought the visitors would have basic qualities and at least would not use this kind of excuse to deceive young girls."

An indifferent voice came from behind. The middle-aged man put his hand on Olih's shoulder, glanced at the mechanic's face with a warning look, and his voice sounded low and cold.

"Don't sound so evil." The mechanic took out a box from his arms and handed it to the other party: "This is my sincerity."

Rambo opened the box, looked at the contents and suddenly closed the lid. His expression turned ugly: "Where did this thing come from?"

"I'm just a messenger. You should ask him in person. But you can rest assured about its origin. No one can forcibly take this away from the Brainworm Bloodline."

“….”

Rambo's expression changed for a moment, but he still picked up the things in the box and put them into his mouth.

The blood abilities of the brain worm merged with each other, and he quickly understood the information conveyed by this brain, and his face became more and more ugly.

Now it was no longer a matter of whether he agreed or not, and it was even beyond his ability to decide. Rambo felt regret for the first time. He shouldn't have accepted this information directly. The brain that carried the memory could only be used once, and even though he had long since left the core of the family, he was still a member of the Brainworm family.

He stared at the mechanic: "What do you want?"

The woman looked him straight in the eye and said, "I want you to bring Ollie to join us in the new town."

Rambo frowned and glanced at Orihi. The girl stood in front of him fearlessly and bared her dangerous little fangs at the mechanic.

"I know you are worried about Olih's safety, but you should also know that Olih will not leave you. With your ability, it will be very difficult to protect her in the future. Ya'an is not enough to serve as such a backup, but [Land of Stars] can. Believe me, you will get something beyond your imagination. Even if you don't believe us, you should believe the information in your brain."

"......"

"I have only one request."

Rambo looked at her deeply and finally made a choice. It was a big gamble, but the information he inherited was enough to make people take risks. The only problem was Orih, no matter what, she always made people worry. This was also the only weakness of Brainworm.

"If I want to take Orih away, you can't stop me."

"make a deal."

The mechanic readily agreed. The deal was done, and Rambo patted Olih on the head and softened his tone: "We're moving, Olih."

Ollie's eyes rolled around and he said to the woman first, "Don't forget to give me the dessert you just promised me!"

"Of course."

After hearing the promise, the girl went back into the house with satisfaction. It was time for the adults to talk. Rambo closed the door and heard a question from behind.

"Are there any iron mines nearby?"

"Iron ore is a precious resource. There is no unclaimed iron ore under the Earl's command. The lords who have iron ore in their territories are mostly powerful."

The brainworm stared at the mechanic for a few seconds and said, "The closest to Cross's territory is Viscount Burke. There is a small iron mine in his territory, which is also the main industry."

"You know what we want to do?"

"That's not hard to see. You came here on behalf of Mason. If you wanted to make a purchase, you would ask me where I could buy a large amount of iron ore. Since you asked directly about the location of the iron ore, it proves that the territory needs a large amount of iron ore."

"I've heard about Mason's past. He's not an impulsive, greedy guy. Asking this question only proves that buying on the market is far from enough to meet the needs of the territory, so he needs to own an iron mine."

"As the son of a viscount, Mason will not go to another viscount's side, so the best way is to challenge for the title. Although he does not have a title now, the nobles have always believed in a saying."

"Benefits are the virtue of cooperation. As long as enough is paid, the Viscount will not refuse to give a corresponding title without territory."

After listening to Rambo's clear analysis, the mechanic's eyes were full of admiration: "No wonder Viscount Ya'an kept you, you really have a good brain."

"Don't bother with the polite words, just get to the point."

"Okay, your first job is easy. The territory needs a lot of materials, here's 12 million robies and a shopping list."

Rambo took the list, scanned it quickly, and suddenly asked, "Are you from the Mechanical City?"

“I guess so.”

"That would be great."

Brainworm smiled softly: "I'll teach you a sentence. When you enter the store, you say this..."