Chapter 666: You Fight Me Head-On and I Steal Your Home!

"...Although what you said is very touching, I still don't quite understand it."

Crossing his hands on the table, Ian stared at the old man in front of him. He was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "If you really dream of seeing the stars as you said..."

"Then why are you so calm as you are now, facing the starless night sky and the fact that the stars are disappearing one after another?"

"Lord Lord."

Old Farr's tone became more solemn. He considered his words and tried to express them as calmly as possible: "Isn't it the same for you? You know how hopeless it is to look up at the stars... but you can still do it. Stay sensible."

"Of course I am far inferior to you, sir. I have been crazy, but I survived... when everyone else committed suicide out of despair."

"I shamefully and persistently... survived."

"Perhaps my current sanity is just the sequelae of my madness at that time."

Ian didn't reply, he just stared at the old man in front of him silently.

"I see."

After a long time, he spoke again, and this time it was down to business: "Let's talk about your work and treatment."

Everyone has a dream, and no dream is absolutely unique.

This complex and dark world, but not lacking in hope and light, is originally formed by the intertwining of thousands of dreams.

Ian didn't chat with Old Farr for long.

After he communicated with the other party about territory management without any hesitation on the surface, he found that the old man knew everything about the Xiahui Territory, so he immediately made a decision and asked the other party to come to the city hall to work tomorrow to assist Scott. Manage all aspects of finance and personnel appointments.

He said he was assisting Scott, but he was actually guiding Scott to learn this aspect of work.

As Ian's deputy and secretary, Scott has a lot to do. He can't cover everything, so Farr is actually the one who makes the decision.

Don't use doubters, and don't doubt people when you employ them. As a prophet, Ian knows who will betray him and who will not.

So he believed in what Old Farr called the ‘dream’.

dream……

It wasn't until Old Farr left that Ian turned around and looked out the window at the bright moonlight and the dim night sky.

"yes."

He said softly, letting out a long sigh, but finally smiled: "On Terra, not everyone has forgotten the starry sky after all."

"I'm not alone."

"A stargazing tower...yes, it was something I wanted to do originally, but it just reminded me."

The next day, Ian summoned Roland.

This young man with green hair, who seemed to have some Iron People blood, and who most likely had adapted after living with dwarves for a long time, was not as naive as Ian imagined.

Compared with Adalbert, a true model of innocence, Roland is more calm.

He doesn't like lying, it can even be said that he hates it. This mechanical alchemist is as upright about his life as a mechanical structure. He firmly believes that if he goes against his inner voice and does something he regrets, it will be like an alchemical instrument with a wrong component. Parts like that will make your life a failure.

This cannot be said to be a completely healthy attitude towards life. After all, not everyone can stick to themselves for life, and Ian cannot guarantee it. But this kind of person does have a unique will and charm to distinguish himself from others and make him unique.

"I think the flat land at the Xiakou in the west of Xiahui Ling is very suitable for industrial development! Next to it is the Guyanfeng Gorge and the Xiakou mining area. It is rich in minerals and is a transportation hub between Xiahui Ling and the land of the mountain people. As long as it is there Build a fortress and arm it with the developed alchemy industry, and the future territory will be absolutely impregnable!"

Facing Ian's inquiry, Roland's eyes lit up, and he immediately took out a large number of drawings and schematics from his briefcase.

He pointed to a piece of flat land on the map and talked: "What I learned in Falling Star Hills was the 'production chain' from the most basic mineral refining to the final mechanical forming. If it weren't for the fact that my hometown had always been based on agriculture and spiritual plant cultivation, For the Lord, I have already come back to build!”

The flat land he was talking about was exactly where Ian led his people to clear out and deceive the rebel mountaineers to camp. The terrain was indeed good, but it would be attacked from a high position by people occupying the surrounding mountainside camps.

But on the other hand, as long as Ian himself captures the surrounding high points in advance, then the camp here is really made of copper and iron, and no one can even think of breaking in.

"Actually."

Ian was quite satisfied with Roland who saw this. He nodded and said: "Xiahui Territory will still be mainly based on agriculture in the future. But I will not give up industrial production."

"The flat land you mentioned will be developed after spring plowing next year. Before that, Xiahui Ling's main task is to develop the economy first, and then build a complete mineral mining chain, and then allocate funds from the city hall. , let people go to the Xiajian Land to build industrial buildings, purchase machinery and equipment, and build industrial camps while fully exploiting the mining area."

"Huh?"

Roland was not questioning Ian's slowness, but was surprised by his lord's speed: "Isn't there only three or four months left? So fast?"

"It's already very slow." Ian pointed to the map: "Industrial production in Xiahui Ling is imminent. Tomorrow. Tomorrow you will lead a team to explore the specific terrain of the isthmus and plan the future zoning of industrial camps. I will give you two In two months’ time, I will see the design drawings of a mature industrial town.”

——This is impossible! In two months, there was barely enough land to explore, and a complete industrial zone had to be designed!

Even though Roland himself learned this, and there was a mature division distribution in Falling Star Hills to learn from, in general, two months was too tight, right? !

The young mechanical alchemist's expression changed, but he didn't realize that he had been appointed by Ian as the general manager of the Alchemy Industrial Park.

After returning home, Moda, who knew this, stood up angrily and gave his son a big ear scrape weakly.

The old steward roared angrily: "Are you stupid! If you can't finish it by yourself, go and call someone else!"

"You have no teachers, no classmates, no friends and colleagues? You can't even tell. The lord wants to see if you have personnel management skills in addition to your professional knowledge!"

Hearing this, Roland woke up from a dream - he found that his little cleverness was still a bit meaningless compared with these real life experiences.

In fact, even Ian didn't think of this... He didn't hold a management position in his previous life, so how could he have so much thought?

What Ian was thinking was that the prototype of his artificial intelligence had already been built by Adbert. After two months of optimization, it was time to conduct an experiment with Roland's design to see if it could accelerate Roland's idea. , to help you think about it.

If it doesn't work, then give Roland another month or two to find someone.

However, even though Adalbert used Ian's incredibly detailed drawings to try to construct the general structure of the artificial intelligence using ectoplasm in the virtual realm, the artificial soul was still not there.

The original body of the artificial soul is the brain-possessed slug of the Sequoia Man.

The brain-eating worm swarm is the final product of an unknown number of generations of brain-attached slugs that have been mutated and deformed by the Great Sequoia Elder, plus artificial atavism. They obviously cannot be used as a substitute for brain-attached slugs.

The original intact brain-eating slug no longer exists. Even though information about many species in the Sequoia Base was recorded by Ian with a silver chip, there is no such thing that is too close to the brain-eating slug preserved there. biological samples.

So, there is only one way.

That is to learn from Archduke Thorin and others and extract it from the Sequoia people.

Sequoia natives, also known as Sequoia people, still have some brain-attached slugs in their bodies. Although most of the symbiotic brain-attached slugs have degenerated due to the lack of maintenance of genetic modification warehouses, there are still some brain-attached slugs that have successfully adapted. After the Skyfall, the Terran environment was transformed into a monster.

This transformation into monsters means that the Sequoia Aboriginal Great Shamans can fuse with the monsters and control the essence of those terrifying monsters - every Sequoia Aboriginal Great Shaman is essentially a 'brain-attached slug bloodline' The sublimator!

It is by transforming themselves into brain-possessed slugs that they can coexist with the monsters and control their every move.

Of course, what Ian wants is not this overly powerful brain-possessed slug. He just needs some of the 'seeds' that the Sequoia Man may have.

Adlbert has a fairly complete method of expanding and multiplying this seed, then fine-tuning its structure, and making it into a potion.

By then, as long as Ian finds an excuse to inject medicine into the Xiahui Territory, the same 'souls of the people' as those in the Grand Duke Thorin's Territory will appear in the Xiahui Territory!

Because of the previous experience, the practice speed will be much faster.

Now, Ian only needs to wait, wait for time, and wait for the qualified Sequoia people he recruited in Harrison Port, who said he needs their "blood" and meet the requirements, to come over.

He just had to wait for the entire city to move and develop, for craftsmen to start building agricultural buildings, and for Roland and others to explore the isthmus.

In this way, you can keep all your plans on track.

Ian has a lot of patience to wait, just as he could wait for four years until he grew up and until the 'opportunity' of Isengard and Master Gosei came.

However, this time, Ian had no time to wait.

Because the next night, Ian received news from the Dragon Worship Cult.

"The leader of the Jiamu tribe, Kede Jiamu, with the support of Feiyandi, is about to advance to the third level."

Pansha is now in Shuangmu Town, borrowing the communication device of the Yinfang Chamber of Commerce to contact Ian: "They plan to cooperate with the Steel Wing Dragon Group to break through the Frodo Autonomous Region, which is assisted by the South Sea Fleet in defense, and get the high-quality port there. We will pick up the support fleet from the Flying Fire Land...but we can’t be sure of the specific movements of the opponent’s other troops, so the Ryan leader must also be careful.”

"Third level?"

Ian was also a little surprised: "Didn't you say that the mountain people don't have the inheritance of the third level? The Flying Flame Land happens to have the chief's advanced potion formula?"

"yes."

Pansha was also puzzled: "Theoretically speaking, the formulas for the hero-level (ancient name for the third energy level) potions of our mountain people are all in the Book of Silver Glory..."

Yes. Ian suddenly thought that the Flying Flame Land was probably at the Awak Laboratory. Through cooperation, they obtained part of the information on the Book of Silver Glory, and then used these information to induce some mountain people to rebel, right? That would be easier to understand.

"How to deal with it?"

Thinking in his mind, Ian asked solemnly: "Does the empire have additional third-level combat forces to deal with it? Or is it the Dragon Worship Cult..."

"It will be very troublesome to deal with the Steel Winged Dragon group. The Steel Winged Dragon King is a very cunning old dragon. He has been running around with the king and the knights of Marquis Barton recently."

Pansha is also in a dilemma: "We are now on full defense. We can only defend the Holy Land and our own tribe. Once we go out, we are likely to be raided."

"However, Grandpa said that he can advance...but not by relying on blood, but by relying on dragon-transformation organs to try to transform into a dragon."

Speaking of this, Pansha's tone was a little sour: "But it's easy to say that this kind of advancement is successful. Once it fails... you will die."

"My grandpa asked me to contact you because he wanted to make preparations in advance. After all, Anfa is from Canaan Moore. If grandma dies unexpectedly, then you and I will be responsible for assisting the King of the Mountain and managing the Dragon Worship Cult. Internal matters..."

"That's not necessary."

Although Ian also wanted to become a high-level leader of the Dragon Worship Cult, that did not mean to sit back and watch a friendly personnel die before he could become the leader. He shook his head and said to Pansha in a calm tone: "Let's find someone in private. Let’s meet some time, I have news about the Book of Silver Glory.”

"Okay...wait?!"

Pansha initially planned to meet with Ian to discuss how they should cooperate.

After all, Ian still has the reputation of being an envoy of the Dragon God. Maybe he can summon some mountain people to share the pressure from the Dragon Cult and the Frodo Autonomous Region?

Who knew that Ian's next sentence shocked him and made him wonder if the other party was lying: "You found the news about the Book of Silver Glory in the Imperial Capital?!"

"It's not that I'm in the Imperial Capital, it can be said that I'm in the Imperial Capital... More importantly, I got some revelations in the Holy Land, Xiahui Lake."

Ian did not intend to throw out the Book of Silver Glory directly, because if the empire knew that the Book of Silver Glory had appeared again, they would most likely know that Adlbert or Grand Duke Thorin had connections with the mountain people. As long as we continue to pursue it, we will definitely find him.

Therefore, Ian thought of a way to cooperate with the priest inheritance in Xiahui Lake to help the Dragon Worship Sect, or in other words, help Elder Manya advance to the third level, which can also be regarded as helping him share the burden of mountain people and The pressure of the Flying Flame Land.

not to mention……

——If all the main forces of the mountain go to Frodo's colony on the coast, wouldn't I have the opportunity to steal and change my family?

Moreover, these mountain people are extremely rich. The two boxes of element crystals they seized last time have only been used for less than half, but if they can seize some more...

Thinking of this, Ian's tone became lighter: "Do you have the distribution of the troops of the rebel mountain people?"

"I think I can really help...a ​​little bit."