"However, the space inside the half-plane is limited, and it is impossible for all the inhabitants of the kingdom to take refuge in it, and only a small number of people have this opportunity. ”

Muria briefly introduced the half-plane refuge plan he was about to start, "There is no doubt that the elites of your human race are given priority, such as high-level alchemists, refiners, array mages, inscriptionists and other high-end intellectual talents, as well as their immediate family members, who have the right to enter and take refuge in it first. ”

Someone secretly clenched his fists underneath, angry at Muria's words, but helpless, as a ruler, what is wrong with preferentially protecting the elite talents in the country?

If you don't prioritize the protection of these high-level talents, you will protect those civilians, who seem to be kind and close to the people, but this is a brain-dead behavior that has your head in water and does not know the priority.

"And as a member of the demon hunting group, your family also has the opportunity to enter the half-plane to take refuge, but you need to rely on killing demons and exchanging battle points for places. ”

"How many battle merit points do I need to exchange for a place?" Yaheng, the young man with the axe, raised his hand again and asked.

"A thousand exploits. ”

"You need to kill a demon of what rank to get a thousand battle merits. ”

"A silver third-order demon is enough. ”

"That's good. Yaheng breathed a sigh of relief, the silver-level demon was just within the range that he could easily deal with.

"The current demons all appear in groups, and it is not easy to kill a silver third-order demon. Muria kindly reminded.

...... Under the multiple influences of reputation, military exploits, and the self-esteem of young people, all the martial arts geniuses who participated in the finals joined the demon hunting group, and none of them quit, no matter how many of them were sincere, and how many were purely rewarded for demon hunting, but the result was always very good.

It is worth mentioning that all the auxiliary professional talents who qualified for the finals, and almost all of them with aristocratic backgrounds were taken under Muria's command, although some of the recruitment processes were a bit ugly, but the results were good.

It doesn't matter if it's a black cat or a white cat, the one that can catch a mouse is a good cat. Of course, the half-plane that these auxiliary geniuses entered was not the half-plane controlled by the Scarlett family, but the half-plane controlled by Muria, which was almost barren.

Muria provided those Array Masters and Rune Masters with enough drawings and materials to allow them to repair the original defense system of the Mage Tower, and continue to optimize it to become stronger.

After all, this is a mage tower from 10,000 years ago, strictly speaking, it is already behind the times, and the magic technology and formation patterns applied to it are all outdated antiques compared to the latest research now.

As for the pharmacists, Muria calculated their average refining speed according to the 9-to-5 working hours, and then began to arrange alchemy tasks for each pharmacist genius, and after completing the alchemy task, the rest of the time was free to do whatever he wanted.

There are also refiners, and Muria also provides them with sufficient materials and assigns tasks by the way. It is foreseeable that in the future, the consumption of weapons and potions will be the largest, and Muria will of course hoard as much as possible now, as a war reserve.

......

The martial arts competition was over, and the city residents of the Rockman Kingdom were surprised to find that in the center of the most prosperous location of their city, a spar stele nearly 100 meters high stood up.

There were vivid images of people with names one after another, densely arranged, looking very spectacular, and the dazzling aura on the stone tablet was also mysterious, which they had never seen before.

"What is this? It didn't exist yesterday, but it suddenly appeared this morning, this is a miracle?" said a god believer, looking at the spar tablet shining in the newborn sun, a little uncertain.

"Don't pull it on the gods without knowing anything, which gods do you think will perform miracles in our little ruined city?" a passer-by asked with some dissatisfaction when he heard the believer's words, he was one of the people who witnessed the miracle last night.

"Since it's not a miracle, how did you say such a beautiful and magnificent spar tablet appeared? Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"That's a coincidence, I saw it last night, and I saw with my own eyes eight mighty cloud giants with dozens of griffons, carrying this spar tablet down from the sky and placing it in the middle of the city. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be something made by Grand Duke Muria, no wonder. Hearing the words of this pedestrian, the people around him all showed expressions of sudden realization. Because of the new tax law, most of the people of the kingdom have a lot of respect for Muria, and they want him to be the ruler of the kingdom forever.

"With such a big spar tablet, why didn't there be any movement at all when it fell?"

"Are you stupid, don't you know there is a spell? ”

"Yes, but who are the figures on the stele?

"You don't have a good memory, it's because I made a lot of villains with your mother-in-law last night, and I forgot who these people were, how long has it been?"

As soon as the words ended, the area resounded with laughter, and the air was suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere. The people in the market are not as particular as the nobles, and saying a few meat jokes in a normal chat tone is just a basic exercise for them.

"See clearly, those are all geniuses who went to the royal capital Scarlet to participate in the martial arts competition. ”

"Ah, really, why is it so familiar? But what is the purpose of making such a big stone tablet and putting all the geniuses on it?"

"I don't know, Grand Duke Muria is a golden dragon, he looks very young now, but who knows how long he has lived, that kind of big man, long-term vision, their thoughts are not at all something that small people like us can guess. ”

"That's the same, eh, you see, someone's image has moved up, and there's a string of numbers down there, see? That's how much, one thousand, one thousand three, two thousand two, why is this still increasing, what is this for?"

"Numbers are coming up below more than one person, there are a lot of people coming down there, and those numbers are increasing. ”

In the puzzled eyes of many city residents, the spar stele that quietly stood in the center of their city overnight underwent changes that made them incomprehensible.

The vivid images with names and a string of constantly changing numbers keep rising and falling on the stone monument, moving up and down, left and right rapidly, looking very strange.