The long convoy passed through the forest road, and the sparse shadows of green and yellow leaves fell on the roof of the carriage, the riders' cloaks, and the dry gravel.
The sight passes over the undulating and winding road in the mountains, slowly upwards. Three huge mountains stand tall on the earth, and this road is like a tiny hair among the mountains and can be ignored.
The foot of the mountain and part of the mountainside were covered with a few trees, reflecting fragments of golden and emerald light in the sunlight. The top of the mountain was a jagged, solid rock, like a blade's ridge. If Loran Hill were to explain it, she would definitely say that this was the glacial landform described in the book, but the locals called such peaks "Dragon's Spine."
It seems as if one can see the back and ribs of a giant dragon in the rugged ravines of the rocks, and the human figure standing at the foot of the mountain is so weak and small that one can't help but feel the vastness and grandeur of nature.
Inside the carriage, Loran Hill was sitting on a comfortable sofa looking through the list of goods delivered this time. A little sunlight shone through the thin curtains onto the pages, casting fine, light yellow shadows.
There are so many things. . . Luo Lanxier was a little happy, just like the big harvest in the farming games he used to play. Looking at the various fruits and grains filling the warehouse, he felt a faint sense of happiness and joy.
This time, Carites' fleet brought a lot of fruits and grains from the Tisilan Mountains. Because the Rabbit-Eared Tribe generally worshipped this silver-haired girl, they even built a special large cellar in the local area to store the fruits given to the girl.
Every year, new fruits or grains are placed in the warehouse and then preserved under the care of local rabbit-ear arborists, so that they can be preserved for many years.
The Rabbit-Eared Tribe's attitude towards these fruits was similar to offerings to the gods. Although the girl wasn't a god and said she couldn't eat too much, everyone was always very enthusiastic about doing this. It seemed that this was the only way to express their gratitude; otherwise, they would feel a little uncomfortable.
Later, Loran Hill just let it go and simply treated these supplies as some kind of strategic reserve food or public supplies and kept them there.
Nowadays, Mira has been taking care of her. This girl from the rabbit-ear tribe has become a famous angel high priestess in the Tisilan Mountains. Her appearance has not changed at all, and people who don’t know her would think she is only about 18-20 years old.
The rabbit-eared people are naturally young in appearance, and coupled with the healing and maintenance effects of the Angel Sequence itself, it is estimated that many years will pass before this rabbit-eared girl looks more mature.
Because it is a long-distance transportation, this time we specially selected a batch of excellent extraordinary fruits, including more than 2,000 silver-grade extraordinary fruits, more than 2,000 gold-grade extraordinary fruits, and 60 pearl-grade extraordinary fruits.
As for food, there are more than 300 tons of bronze-level [Golden Maple Rice]. These crops are specially used to cultivate warriors and assist in practicing the extraordinary sequence.
Weapons and blades were rare, as they were considered too sensitive. Therefore, they brought in over 300 skilled craftsmen, some from the Rabbit Ear Tribe and some from the Carites. With these people, they could quickly establish various industrial chains. The construction of factories and the forging of steel, molds, and other mechanical artifacts were already prepared.
With these, development within the territory is like taking a super-fast highway, saving at least 10 years of time.
Loran Hill closed the list and set it aside, feeling more confident. It was then that she realized the girl in the purple dress across from her was staring at her.
"What's up, Luna?" The girl had light golden hair like cream, and her dress was white with tiny lavender decorations on the edges, which looked very beautiful.
"No, I'm just impressed that Sister Luo Lan is still so young." She shook her head, and her light blue eyes closed and opened slightly.
The girl in front of him had long silver hair, slightly different from the black hair in his memory. According to Iger, this was Sister Loran's true appearance. Looking at her expression as she read seriously in the scattered sunlight, the chirping of insects and birds in summer seemed to soften.
Her fair cheeks, soft curves, and even the fine hairs on her face that could be seen in the sunlight made one think that she might be really young, probably the same age as herself, or even younger.
But, that's not the case, Luna complained in her mind.
Sister Luolan is much older than me. Until now, her back is still the person I imitate and follow. It is impossible for her to be younger than me.
In the Carites Chamber of Commerce, the older generation gradually retired and began to enjoy a stable and comfortable retirement life, while the new generation of young people was slowly emerging.
Because of the good welfare within the Chamber of Commerce, most of the new generation have received a complete and high-quality education. Also, because of their experiences from childhood to adulthood, they have personally felt the gradual expansion of the Chamber of Commerce and the changes in their lives brought about by the step-by-step progress. They may be more loyal to this organization than the older generation (Angus's generation).
This stems from the kindness brought by the Chamber of Commerce, and also from the admiration for the legendary young lady.
Perhaps Loran Hill herself didn't know that, despite her long absence from the Chamber of Commerce, the legends she left behind hadn't faded, but had instead grown in popularity. Perhaps this half-hidden mystery only fueled further speculation.
"Sister Loran, are you planning to sponsor a certain noble and help her rise to prominence?" After the two talked for a few sentences, Luna finally asked the question that she was curious about.
Hearing this speculation, Loran Hill smoothed the hair beside his ear and replied with a distressed yet endearing tone, "It may seem so on the surface, but the ultimate goal is not that simple."
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