Let this kid take a big scoop and run away. This is too much. He must have been exhausted to death.

The third-level apprentices of the White Tower Alliance beside Crete were specially used to take over the territory during the plane conquest, and were also responsible for human management and operations. These third-level apprentices were all poor apprentices who had no hope of being promoted to first-level wizards and could only choose to be assigned sadly.

The two of them walked on the main road of the Murloc Kingdom, looking at the occasional skinny, bony, or even motionless Murloc civilians that appeared around them. Although the apprentice was mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but open his mouth slightly when he saw this situation.

This level of exploitation was definitely the most brutal he had ever seen. The obedience of these fishmen was really strong. It was obvious that they were working themselves to death, but they really did it.

He was amazed at the training and exploitation of these fishmen by the Cretan wizard. The apprentice also knew some underlying rules. He was just silently calculating in his mind how long it would take to get these fishmen back to recovery and engage in management and production.

"Teacher, it seems that this person is the one who will take over here."

Taylor, who was waiting in the central palace, bowed and greeted his teacher when he saw the apprentice in a white robe, then smiled friendly.

"May you be able to travel further in the ocean of knowledge, and may endless knowledge guide your future path, Apprentice Taylor."

The apprentice looked at Taylor's handsome and young face with some envy. He used to be so young and energetic, but due to the limitations of his own talents, he could not really take the step of transcending the level of life in his entire life.

“May knowledge and truth guide your way.”

Taylor nodded in response and then stood silently behind his teacher.

Next it was his teacher's turn to speak. He was just an apprentice and it was not appropriate for him to talk too much.

After Taylor stepped back behind him, Crete stepped forward and spoke to the apprentice in a friendly manner.

"Apprentice Dake, you have seen the situation here. This area will be handed over to you from now on. Thank you for your hard work."

Faced with the goodwill emanating from Crete, Apprentice Dak did not dare to delay. He quickly bowed respectfully and spoke in a reverent tone.

"Cretan wizard, your wisdom is as admirable as the stars in the sky. Please rest assured that I will take good care of this area."

"Um."

Crete nodded. He had no intention of responding to Apprentice Dark's compliments, as the other party was not able to afford a response given his status.

After Crete and Taylor left, Apprentice Dark turned around and walked into the palace. Looking at the fishman guards standing at the palace door who were so weak that they fell down at the slightest breeze, Dark didn't want to let these two guys continue to stand guard.

After waving his hand to let the two guys leave, Dak began to evaluate the resource production capacity, special resources and mineral mining capacity of this area based on the information left in the palace and the various facilities built.

"The level of civilization here is actually above the tribal class... What a clever trick to deceive people, establishing the supreme status of humans and wizards and the lowly and inferior characteristics of their own race... What a ruthless person..."

Looking at the information left by Kano and Bobby, Apprentice Dak felt a chill all over his body. Even though the fishmen in this area were the easiest to control and had a systematic resource production line, the dark side behind this resource production line was unimaginable to him.

Not to mention that some of the subsequent measures directly broke the backbone of a race, and defined their self-definition as a low-end, inferior and bad race.

At the same time, it infinitely elevated the status of humans and wizards to a level comparable to that of gods, destroying their self-concepts and self-levels, and creating a strong sense of guilt from the inside out.

And the best way to ease this guilt is to give your life for the wizard.

Dak did not feel that this practice was cruel. After all, the fish did not die, nor did they lose their lives, nor were they used as experimental equipment. It was just that their self-concept, racial concept, and survival goals were confused and replaced.

Amazed at Kano and Bobby's governance methods, Dak decided to learn from them.

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After returning to the White Tower Alliance through the collective space teleportation array of the floating city, Crete took the space storage ring from Taylor.

Using his mental power to look inside the space storage ring, the Cretan wizard was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

Too many, really too many.

There were piles of dark blue magic conductive metals and some other light golden magic metals, sea beasts that were neatly placed in cages, and special corals, algae, seaweed, kelp, etc. that were piled up like small hills.

The space in the space storage ring is about the size of four football fields, half of which is occupied by various kinds of sea beasts in large numbers, and the remaining space is filled with various minerals and special plants placed in bundles and piles.

The wealth involved in this space storage ring alone was enough to make a first-level wizard like him open his mouth wide.

It's not like he had not participated in plane invasion wars before, but his previous gains were simple and crude. To put it bluntly, he plundered and exploited the natives who were unwilling to be slaves and forced them to exploit resources. Naturally, this efficiency was extremely low.

The approach adopted by Kano and Poppy is to completely control and change their values ​​from the inside out, allowing them to burst out more than twice the power with the help of stimulant potions and completely turn them into resource collection and mining machines.

The fully-exploded murlocs even mined more resources than the puppet army. In the end, in order to mine more resources, these murlocs were even willing to go deep into danger and accumulate resources through sacrifice.

"Taylor, it seems that I still underestimated you. Your personal ability is better than I imagined."

Crete looked at his proud apprentice with some complexity. He was not a fool. He could naturally imagine that behind so many resources there must be blood and exploitation.

Taylor is just an apprentice, he is not even 20 years old this year. He is so moved that his teacher can do such a thing for him.

Crete didn't think there was anything wrong with Taylor treating those fishmen like that. In his opinion, as long as they were not human, it was no big deal.

What he feels sorry for now is the hard work of his apprentices who have to spend so much time and effort to collect more resources.

"Thank you for your hard work, Taylor. Your teacher has seen your kindness. How about this? Go to my collection and pick out two pieces of materials you like."

Crete felt that he could not let down Taylor's efforts and the resources that Taylor had worked so hard to collect, so the money originally allocated to Taylor returned to what had been agreed upon.

Out of encouragement to Taylor and a reward of so many extra resources, Crete felt that he should give his apprentice something more.

Just relying on the resources in the space storage ring in his hand, Crete has the confidence to push his strength forward a lot, because these resources are so abundant that he can exchange them for a large amount of resources he currently needs.

Please collect, recommend and give good comments, dear readers.

(End of this chapter)