Chapter 223 The Granary of the Cemetery

The Demon King's palace, the magnificent and solemn audience hall.

Youyou, who was floating beside Luo Yan, couldn't help but let out a light sigh after listening to Sheriff Adlai's pious prayer.

“How pitiful.”

Having heard about what happened in Yinsong Town a long time ago, Luo Yan did not have any extra feelings.

Hearing Youyou's voice, he smiled faintly and said casually.

"Otherwise, do you think I'm doing charity?"

From the time he bought the hotel in Andorra until he finally left by boat, everything was carefully planned by him.

Whether it is Irene Campbell, Edward Campbell, or the Andes family...even the stable boy named Punk, everyone is a chess piece on the chessboard, whether they are aware of their situation or not.

Up to now, everything has been developing in the direction that Luo Yan expected, even faster than he imagined.

His only misjudgment was probably that he did not expect that Archduke Edward was not only jealous and suspicious of his sister, but also had a trace of affection for her, but it was not very obvious.

In his original conception, the political conflict between the brother and sister might be more intense...especially since Irene held the legendary sword that symbolized orthodoxy.

However, as he once said to Youyou, human nature is complex.

Just like Irene, who is both talented in literature and martial arts, smart and capable, would feel nervous like a little girl in front of her beloved, the role played by Edward is not just a cold-blooded king, there are times when family affection prevails.

In addition, perhaps because of Vivian, Luo Yan himself softened his heart a little and did not take the initiative to sow discord between the brother and sister. Instead, he persuaded Irene to understand her brother, indirectly resolving the conflict between the brother and sister caused by their different political views.

However, having said that, even if Luo Yan did not follow the script completely, the ending of the play would not change much.

After all, even if Erin Campbell didn't play the role of lighting the powder keg in this play, someone else would take her place, make the choices she should have made, and then be blown to pieces by the detonated gunpowder instead of her.

This can't even be called a strategy, but a higher level of narrative -

That is, the objective laws of history.

As the newly emerging classes gradually become the new vested interests, they will certainly try every means to obtain power that matches their wealth, otherwise they will be divided up by the counterattacking old forces and become the latter's nutrients.

This process cannot be as easy as treating someone to a dinner and is destined to be bloody from the beginning.

A great change will soon be brewing in the Principality of Campbell, and whatever new order this change gives birth to will blow the old order to pieces... and bury it along with people's memories of the past.

As for what will happen next? That is the business of the people of the Principality of Campbell.

Although he has numerous aliases, Luo Yan has always been very accurate in positioning himself.

He is the devil.

Neither a king, nor a noble, nor a businessman.

"But if this continues, the Principality of Campbell might become even more difficult to deal with." Youyou, who was floating beside Luo Yan, reminded in a low voice.

"That's for sure."

Luo Yan didn't care and continued slowly.

"An empire that pursues national politics is definitely stronger than a feudal principality that advocates chivalry. Do you think I deceived Edward? A truly brilliant devil never lies. Everything I said to him was true, even though I only said half of every sentence...especially the half that he wanted to hear the most."

This included the promise he made to Irene Campbell in the letter that in the future the people of the Duchy of Campbell would no longer have to work like slaves for the nobles, which was also true.

Anyway, he didn't say how many years this future will be, and the nobles of the future don't necessarily have to be called nobles, it's nothing more than a change of skin.

Youyou asked curiously.

"Aren't you worried? Their national strength has become stronger, won't it pose a threat to you?"

"Who are they referring to specifically? Edward? Or Andes? Or other shareholders of Colin Mining Company?"

Luo Yan smiled faintly and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Is there a possibility that they have already been mine?"

The underground maze in Thunder County is no longer the same maze it once was, and the Principality of Campbell must naturally keep pace with the times.

Luo Yan doesn't want his neighbor to remain a smelly, hard, rotten stone, bumping into him every now and then.

No matter who is the winner in the end of this change, that person will become his own puppet actively or passively.

In fact, this is all secondary.

What was really important was that his sights were not limited to the Principality of Campbell, but he had greater ambitions, hoping that this burning flame could burn to more distant lands...

While everyone's attention is focused on the crumbling brass gate.

…

The abandoned mine not far from Beifeng Mountain has winding mine tunnels buried deep under solid rock strata, like an abandoned maze.

This was once the property of the Andes family, until a foolish miner dug too hard in Mount Beifeng and accidentally dug into a maze, leaving the place deserted.

But these are all things of the past.

With the arrival of the new demon king and his minions, this abandoned mine is now bustling again.

Those restless players not only built railroad tracks in the mine, but also utilized part of the mine and transformed it into a greenhouse.

These greenhouses are illuminated by magic crystal lamps, and with the help of the magic of the night elves and the fertilizers produced by the [Chemical Pool], the output is astonishing.

In particular, these greenhouse caves are close to mines with railways, which not only make it convenient to transport agricultural products out of the caves, but also provide abundant carbon dioxide for crops growing in the caves, promoting their photosynthesis.

The only drawback is that due to the low oxygen content, the night elves responsible for casting spells have to carry oxygen cylinders engraved with underworld characters into the cave.

As for Luo Yan, he doesn't need an oxygen tank.

With his mastery of elemental magic, he can directly form a relatively high-pressure, oxygen-rich area near his body.

According to the theory developed by Miranda and the players, chemical elements can also be incorporated into spells as a type of element, but this requires a certain level of scientific literacy and understanding of magic, as well as a little bit of flexibility.

Many of the natives of this world and players who have difficulty casting spells are stuck at this level, but this is not a problem for Luo Yan, who is an "excellent graduate of the Demon King Academy."

Not only could he take care of himself, but he could also control the output of magic power to cover Arakdo under him and the acolyte following behind him.

"Yes, you did a great job."

Riding on Arakdo in the wide underground passage, Luo Yan looked around with an approving smile on his face.

Food production is of utmost priority, especially since the food prices in Leiming County will fluctuate to a certain extent recently. In the future, it may not be as easy to buy cheap food from Yinsong Town as before.

However, if the Chamber of Commerce completely relies on Sokoto, it will be easy for unscrupulous businessmen to raise the price and reap the profits.

Therefore, after meeting the players' demands for the new version, Luo Yan immediately came here to inspect the future granary of the cemetery.

On both sides of the underground passage, magic crystal lamps hanging from the top of the cave emitted soft light, illuminating the wheat growing in the cave.

Due to the influence of nature spells, some of the wheat has matured and produced abundant ears of wheat.

Players of the life profession who play the role of undead rats are using their agile skills and short stature to shuttle through the narrow mines.

They harvested crop after crop of wheat with sickles and loaded them into special trailers, which were towed away by the skeleton soldiers.

Although these undead spirits do not need to eat human food, they can obtain rewards such as ghost money and contribution points by completing tasks, so it does not prevent them from working hard.

After all, ghost money can be exchanged for money on the forum.

Thanks to these hardworking brick-moving parties, and also thanks to those wealthy players who like to spend money and take shortcuts, without their willing contributions, Beifeng City would never have been able to develop so rapidly.

"This is the area where staple food is grown. The wheat produced will be sent to the mill in Beifeng City for processing and made into other baked goods. Thanks to your minions working day and night, even though the Hell Dwarves have been purchasing food from us, there has never been a disruption in the supply of food to Beifeng City and even to the labyrinth."

Following Arakdo, the robed acolyte respectfully introduced the facilities here and the work results of the relevant personnel.

Luo Yan nodded approvingly and gently pointed the magic wand in his hand. As the bronze-level spell "Eye of Alchemy" was cast, dark green stripes appeared on the surface of the mine.

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That is the path for the transmission of magic power.

Flashing dark green dots of light outline the contours of the conductor embedded in the rock of the mine.

"...The layout of these conductors is very clever. It seems that you have put a lot of effort into the distribution and use of energy."

The acolyte following Arakdo nodded slightly, with a hint of pride in his humble tone.

"Yes, sir. This is the joint achievement of your minions and the mole people of Ironfang City. They have equipped each greenhouse with an independent magic adjustment system, which can control the light intensity by increasing or decreasing the output of magic power, accurately adapting to each growth stage of the crop, thus avoiding the waste of magic power and the loss of nutrients."

Hearing the Demon King praising this unknown person, Arakdo, who was being ridden by the Demon King, couldn't help but feel jealous and couldn't help but speak.

"Master Demon King, the Shadow Weavers have also devoted a lot of effort to your cause. In order to carve these mines into a suitable shape, at least tens of thousands of our brothers have died here."

The number of tens of thousands is somewhat exaggerated. Although the earth spider is a consumable, it is not so fragile.

However, despite this, it estimates that there should be one or two thousand, but it is not sure about the exact number.

Luo Yan smiled and patted Alacdo's head to calm his jealous mood.

"I know, Arakdo. I have seen all the contributions of the Shadow Weavers, including yours. But you are my mount. In other words, we are a family. Do I need to say something extra? Don't worry, I have already prepared your medal for you."

Hearing that the Demon King treated him as a family member, Arakdo's body trembled with excitement.

"Master Demon King... Please forgive my politeness. I, I just want your approval! After all, that cat-eared girl - I mean Lady Sarah, her strength is obviously lower than mine, but you always bring her with you."

Sarah narrowed her eyes slightly. Although she remained silent, there was a dangerous light flashing in her sharp eyes.

This stinky spider is becoming more and more outrageous.

A mere bronze rank dares to speak to me who has reached the steel level in such a tone.

Noticing the unfriendly look in Sarah's eyes as she looked at Arakdo's back, Luo Yan coughed lightly and scolded the latter.

"I don't like to hear that. You are all my retainers. When have I ever favored one over the other? The reason I brought her with me is just because she is better at cooperating with me to infiltrate human society. I can't ride you on the streets of Thunder City, can I?"

"Sorry... I was too simple-minded." Arakdo lowered his head in shame, shaking his fat buttocks, completely unaware that he had just walked through the gates of hell.

Luo Yan shook his head slightly.

He could somewhat understand Reggie Dragun's difficulties. These monsters had all kinds of weird thinking patterns. Some loved to steal things, some loved to die... They were much more difficult to control than humans.

The acolyte in a long robe followed quietly by the side, too embarrassed to speak or interrupt.

At this time Luo Yan suddenly looked at him.

"Are you human?"

The monk nodded slightly and said respectfully.

"Yes, sir."

"Most of my acolytes are from the Gorgon Clan and some are ghouls. Pure-blooded humans are rare."

Luo Yan smiled, looked at him and continued.

"What is your name? When did you come to the cemetery?"

When the Demon King asked his name, the monk showed excitement on his face and nodded devoutly.

"My name is Dave. I'm a refugee from the Duskwood. I came to your territory around last winter."

"That's quite a long time," Luo Yan nodded, "The snow was really heavy, it might not be easy for you to get here."

“Yes.” Dave’s eyes were slightly touched, and he took a deep breath and continued, “Although you may not remember it, it was because of your and your servants’ kindness that my two children survived the heavy snow… Since then, I have vowed to follow in your footsteps.”

"I remember those two children, their names were Andy and Maggie?" Luo Yan said with a smile.

He actually learned about this episode when he saw players discussing it on the forum, and similar things have actually happened a lot in the past few months.

Not all refugees could accept living with the undead and demons. Many people would rather starve to death in the wind and snow than go near this area.

Therefore, he was very interested in these refugees who took the initiative to join the cemetery.

Partly because they were human like him, and partly because he wanted to know what they were thinking.

Unexpectedly, the Demon King actually remembered his child's name. Dave's expression was moved, and there was a hint of excitement in his voice.

"Yes, Lord Demon... Thanks to you, they are living well now. I never thought that they would have the opportunity to learn to read before adulthood..."

Luo Yan smiled gently and continued.

"I'm glad to hear they're doing well. It seems my minions haven't forgotten my teachings. What about you? How are you feeling?"

The expression on Dave's face gradually became serious, and his voice took on a hint of solemnity and piety.

"Saint Sith promised us heaven after death, but he never fulfilled his promise to us, and his servants never shared their glory with us. But you are different from that guy. You let me witness what heaven is like while I am alive... I am willing to dedicate my soul to you and serve your throne forever until the end of my death."

Luo Yan nodded.

"I thank you for your loyalty, and I promise you that I will not let you down. Your soul will enter the reincarnation pond after your death and return to the country you built with your own hands in the manner you wish."

"Do your best, this is not only for me, but also for your afterlife."

(End of this chapter)