Chapter 28 Dragon

  More than two months have passed, and the construction of Thunder Cliff has reached its final stage. The original cave where Mo Yan was located has been flattened, and a not-so-large but very delicate castle prototype has begun to emerge. The gnomes who completed the construction in other places were dispatched here, working under a group of gray dwarves.

  These gray dwarves were dispatched from Santos, originally slaves who were pardoned by Mo Yan and obtained the citizenship of Thunder Cliff. Mainly in Thunder Cliff, using iron transported from the mining area to forge weapons, as well as directing the goblins to build Mo Yan's castle. There aren't many things to do, and there are salaries and vacations every month, which is much better than many monsters.

  When Mo Yan first proposed the need for these gray dwarves, Aishi and Gill were opposed to doing so. Because in the underground city, most of these gray dwarves are doing slave labor, the Drow elves worry that these gray dwarves will riot immediately after coming into contact with weapons, causing losses to Thunder Cliff. Of course, this is just what the Drow elves say, but in fact they are worried that the gray dwarves will gain Mo Yan's support.

  The current Thunder Bluff has a complete infrastructure, with not only a park that is not very small, but also some taverns and inns, as well as shops selling various luxury goods on the commercial street. Let the Salt people who come to Thunder Bluff, as well as the gray dwarves who have finished work, entertain and consume. The existence of Thunder Bluff now is almost a common knowledge throughout Azeroth.

  After all, every day Thunder Bluff has a large number of weapons and various products for sale to the entire Eran village or even town. The underground city's Zhuer Spider Silk is extremely popular wherever it is. Although I don't know how Thunder Bluff got so many things, this does not hinder the enthusiasm of the Sart people.

  During this time, Saint Faye had also protested to the Parliament City, saying that they had confirmed the existence of the monster city from the beginning. They demanded that the Parliament City gather representatives and troops to conquer the Thunder Cliff, which had killed a thousand Salter warriors. If Saint Faye had made such a request two months ago, there might have been hope for it to be passed.

  However, the Thundercliff has established trade relations with most villages in Eran. Every day, there are many trading villages coming and going, obviously not wanting Thundercliff to be destroyed. Moreover, the town built by this demon does not attack that village, and its peaceful intentions are obvious.

  Sante Fe, who had already used up the summoning order for the council, couldn't even let the representatives go to the city of the council to hold a meeting. They could only suppress the anger in the city on one hand and think of ways to unite some nearby towns on the other hand to see if they could form an allied army.

  After the destruction of Iron Hammer, Saint Fei no longer had the strength to build a decent army.

  "Hey Luke." Aruba walked into the tavern and looked at Luke sitting at the bar, taking the initiative to greet him: "What are you buying again?"

  "It's been a while since I've seen you, Aruba. This time I'm here to buy some weapons." Ruk looked at Aruba who sat down beside him and said: "A Carthaginian merchant group came by again recently, all the village's weapons were sold out. The village chief asked me to come and buy some, and also see if there's anything else that can be brought back for the village."

  "Is it?" Aruba sighed and said: "It's been a while since I've been back, and I don't know how the village is doing."

  "The village has changed a lot now." Luke said, taking a sip of the honey wine in his cup. "Because there are no more monsters to disturb us, the fields outside the village have expanded quite a bit. Now they're all planted with wheat, and when harvest time comes, it'll definitely be a big bumper crop. It's just a pity that the ironwork shop in the village, which had just expanded, is now closed."

  "That's also something that can't be helped." Aruba shook his head and said: "The weapons produced by Lei Feng every day, even the entire E Lan can't compare to them. Let alone those dwarves' technology is much stronger than ours. The money for the weapons has all been earned by Mo Yan, we can't surpass him."

  "Well, the blacksmith's shop is closed anyway." Ruck smiled and said: "But overall we are still making money. After all, those Carthaginian merchants will only buy weapons from us, they don't dare to come here. The difference in the middle, although not much, is enough for the village to make a profit."

  Now many people in the village are wearing spider silk clothes, and I don't know where they got those things from. Many people in Lobito's textile industry have lost their jobs and started coming here to find work, just like our blacksmiths. Although the monsters here are quite worrying, there's nothing we can do about it."

  "Don't worry about safety," Aruba said, "Now the monsters in the city are mostly in the military camp in the north of the city, and there are only some goblins on the streets."

  "It's hard to believe, but half a year ago this was just a small mountain cave, and now it's already a town." Ruk said with emotion: "And the village seems to be inseparable from this demon castle that has provided so many things for the village too."

  "Yes." Aruba sighed and said, "But we don't have any way out, after all, other people's products are much better than ours. But if we can also enslave those demons and make them work for us..."

  "Dragon! A black dragon!" Just as Aruba was getting into the swing of things, a large number of people suddenly burst into the bar, shouting loudly.

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  "This month, we'll have nearly three thousand gold coins in revenue. After deducting the city's maintenance and wages to be paid out, we'll have a surplus of over two thousand three hundred. Liriel reported back to Mo Yan while saying: "The underground castle's spider silk production has reached its limit. Although mechanical production methods were adopted, due to the number of cave assassins, the output of spider silk has reached a bottleneck."

  "So let Aisha cultivate more spiders." Mo Yan looked out the window at the castle under construction and said, "For now, we don't need too much spider silk, but in order to expand production in the future, we still need to increase the output of spider silk. As for the mine, it will remain as is, mainly collecting stone materials to build the castle."

  "Alright." Lilith recorded Mo Yan's words and said, "Also regarding diplomacy, there are a few villages further away that hope to establish trade relations directly with Thundercliff. Their envoys will arrive in a few days."

  "Uh-huh, I see." Mo Yan nodded and said: "How are the several roads currently under construction? How far have they been repaired?"

  "The road to Cabinda and Barra do Chikwama has already been completely paved with stone. The construction of the road to Lobito is currently underway, with almost half completed. However, the werewolf in charge of protecting the construction reported that he discovered a spy from S?o Félix."

  "Then let's withdraw the garrison we've stationed there." Mo Yan thought for a moment before saying, "And then write a letter to Robito, telling them why we've stopped building the road."

  "Yes." Lirien nodded and said: "So that's the situation for now, I'll pass on your orders with Vivian."

  After Lilith left Mo Yan's room, Mo Yan walked onto the balcony and sat down in a beach chair, staring at the blue sky and white clouds as he began to daydream. In fact, after finishing all the tasks he needed to do for the day, Mo Yan spent most of his time daydreaming. In this world without internet or movies, Mo Yan could only rely on daydreaming to pass the time during his leisure hours.

  Originally, a coliseum was also set up in the city, but after watching several gladiatorial contests, Mo Yan lost interest as well. Once it came to fighting, all the movements seemed like slow motion in Mo Yan's eyes, and apart from giving him time to comment on how unprofessional these magical creatures were at fighting, they didn't serve any entertaining purpose.

  There are quite a few Saults who work in Thundercliff or come to Thundercliff for procurement, and they like to go there to kill time. Those Saults who have never seen gladiatorial combat before are fond of this trendy form of entertainment, and some even take the stage themselves. According to Aruba, many Sault cities have already begun building their own arenas.

  Mo Yan also wanted to write some plays and set up a drama troupe to pass the time. However, he found that the Sartreans had no artistic cells at all, and except for their love of fighting, they had no other hobbies. It was more difficult than climbing to heaven to make them understand what entertainment was.

  Just as Mo Yan was thinking about whether or not to go fishing, a strange bird cry came from the sky, which Mo Yan had never heard before. In his ears, it roughly meant: "Wow! It's even more fun when you see it with your eyes!!"

  "That's... a dragon?" Squinting his eyes to look at the slowly enlarging black silhouette in the air, as well as the occasional clear roar, Mo Yan felt that his boring time had finally found something to do.

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  It's time for something amazing like a dragon to appear after all.