The city of Modor is busy.

Although the Sage Havoc has begun, the traces of demons frequently appear in various parts of the material plane to attack other races. However, the city of Mordor did not stop its expansion in the slightest. Taking advantage of the fact that a large-scale war had not yet broken out, Sauron seized the time to start the third major expansion plan of the city of Mordor. This time, the expansion plan covers the entire island, and according to Sauron's estimate, it will take half a year to carry out, but because of the harvest of a batch of golems to strengthen the labor force, the expansion plan simply started in advance.

"One, two, three! Pull hard! ……”

"One, two, three! Pull hard! ……”

"You all use some force! ……”

"When you're done here, I'd like to have a drink! ……”

Old Jack walked back and forth shouting slogans, and beside him were shirtless men, all of whom were his sailors, because the plans for the expansion of Modor City were huge. The original labor force was currently slightly understaffed because it was necessary to prepare for spring plowing and town development at the same time, so the town hall adopted a method of outsourcing the labor below, and delegated the tasks to others below according to a specific remuneration.

This year's shipping is not very easy to run.

The traces of the activities of the sea monsters are becoming more and more obvious, the wars in various places have affected prices and normal transactions, and a caravan has been hacked at the beginning of the year, so many people are hesitating whether to wait for the situation to stabilize before making a move. As a result, there was a lot of idle labor in the city, and these people were led by the head of the caravan or the captain of the ship to take over the task of the town hall. Anyway, being idle is idle, and it's not bad to do some work to earn some pocket money, and it's not easy to work with your hands to eat when you're in this kind of war, and you can also brush up on your presence at the top of Modo City by the way.

The first phase of the project is a road.

'If you want to get rich, build roads first' is absolutely true, and there are now two new quarries in the city of Modo. The vast majority of indigenous slaves were transferred to work in the quarries, and farming was now left to the poor class. Slaves were slaves after all, and were certainly not as active as yeoman farmers in farming, and they were better suited to do some hard work.

Old Jack took a 500-meter-long road.

According to the standards of the city hall of Modo, all avenues must be paved and not turned into dusty roads in dry weather. It doesn't turn into a dirt road on a rainy day, and at least three wagons can be allowed to pass at the same time.

Roads connect twelve towns and cities.

Rebuild on an easy-to-open path with the help of a wizard.

It's going on here, and it's busy elsewhere.

Thundered!

A violent explosion was heard.

Old Jack glanced up and saw that everyone else was looking over there, so he couldn't help waving his hand and said, "Look at what!" Nothing to see! It's blowing up the mountain over there! ……”

"Finish this section before it gets dark, and we'll get some wine back to it!"

"Bald!"

"Talk about you! …… Don't be lazy! …… Don't you want to be paid anymore? ……”

A balding middle-aged sailor was named, touched his head a little embarrassed, and quickly lowered his head to work.

The other side.

Explosions are still ringing.

The topography of the islands near the city of Modor is not very good. The best location is on the side of Modo City and Port Modo, and the rest of the place needs to be slightly repaired.

What Sauron is doing now is moving mountains and reclaiming the sea.

The part of the reclamation is in the fourth phase of the expansion plan of Modor City, so what needs to be done now is to move the mountain.

Sauron needed a large flat piece of land.

As a result, some of the obstructive hills were to be removed, and by removing them, Sauron was able to replan the farmland around the city of Modo, connecting large areas of farmland together to form large-scale farm planting. The second is to facilitate the redistribution of the irrigation system, as the area of farmland expands. A second reservoir may need to be built and connected to a nearby island.

"Come!"

"Are you ready? Set fire when you're ready! ”

A big man with a beard shouted in the middle of the forest. He has a hideous tattoo on his chest, which represents his past identity, a pirate with a bit of status.

But he looks more like a contractor now.

There were quite a few people in his vicinity, and soon a fire was burning in the woods ahead, and the valuable timber was almost cut down, leaving only a few low shrubs, weeds, and other plants. These things are too much trouble to pack up. Just burn it all down, and then someone else will come and clear the land. This is how most of the cultivated land of humans came from, and it may take a little longer, but since we have started to plan, it will be more perfect.

A raging fire ignited.

A group of people gathered outside to watch the excitement, and there was a separation zone nearby. Prevent the fire from expanding beyond control.

"They're destroying nature! ……”

"Do you want to stop them?"

Farther away, a young half-elf observed the place, and when he saw the fire spreading and the small animals in the forest scattered and fled, his expression was slightly angry, and he said to an elder next to him: "This is too damaging to the natural environment!" ……”

"Shall we protest to them? ……”

The elder was silent.

Druids have their own dogma and must be very repulsive about such things that seriously damage the natural environment.

But it's a little different here, because this is the city of Modo.

The elder thought about it, but decided to wait and say that it was not their turn to speak in Modo City, at most, it was to protest and raise their opinions, relying on the status of the Druid Order to make the other party a little jealous.

It could also be that Modo City doesn't care at all.

………………

"Hey!"

"Do you think the people at the town hall have a problem with their brains?"

"On the one hand, we set fire to the mountain, and on the other hand, we were asked to replant trees! …… I really can't figure it out! ……”

Near the south side of the city of Modo, that is, near the sea, there is also a group of people busy working.

It's just that their task is a little different, because their task is to plant trees, anyway, they are some saplings transported from the mysterious plant madman (Saruman) in Modo City, etc., according to the task of the town hall, they need to plant these plants in a specific place according to a specific law, not only to survive after planting, but also to have a landscaping landscape. As soon as they thought of this, they were eager to beat the half-elf official in charge of this part severely, didn't this kind of work embarrass them like coarse people?

No way.

The next task must be completed, or the town hall will lower their credit rating.

Luckily, there are also half-elves from Fallen Leaves, and it took a lot of effort for them to find a half-elf who is proficient in gardening and ask him to teach them how to plant.

Such are the limitations of the times.

As low-class civilian laborers, they do not understand that the city of Modo is cutting down trees and planting trees at the same time.

It's not easy to get wood, run a little farther, there are a lot of those forests, how good is it to directly reclaim the land here as farmland, what is the use of planting these flowers and trees?

But no matter what you think in your heart, obeying orders is the rule of the city of Mordo.

………………

Thundered!

Another violent explosion rang out.

A beautiful Northland witch tilted her head to look ahead, as if she thought the work in front of her was boring, so she seemed to be in a state of interest.

"Go."

"Get all the stones out there."

"Deploy three stone golems to the reservoir, and half of the stones here will be transported."

The young witch seemed very listless, and as a spellcaster of high status, it would certainly be a little upset for her to waste time here overseeing the progress of the project.

If it was the arrangement of the Witches' Council, I'm afraid she would have refused to forget it.

But this is Modo City, and after coming here, she realizes that Modo City is different from the Witch Council, so even if she feels uncomfortable, the young witch still completes her mission honestly.

"It's a few days of delay, anyway."

"That's almost enough to contribute points here! …… It's time for the library in Modor City to be open to me, right? ……”

The young witch thought to herself, and suddenly felt a lot more uplifted.

The so-called library of Modor City is actually the private collection of books by Golia and the Fallen Witch, and there are still a few books from the less important Arcane Empire period in the Wizard's Tower. These books were of surprising value to the middle- and lower-class witches, and it was possible to learn new spells or some very special supermagic tricks from them.

Of course.

If you want to read these books, you have to pay a price, and Modo City has long formed a unique contribution point system.

In Modo City, sometimes contribution points are more important than money.

………………

"Prepare for battle!"

"Prepare for battle!"

"Attention everyone! …… These electric eels are dangerous! …… Don't be careless! ……”

Near a clear river, many of the small warships of the city of Modo had gathered, and in the distance someone had spread their fishing nets, and the group was watching nervously at the river, next to the archers who had already set up their arrows and bows.

The river near the city of Modo is dangerous.

Not only are there a large number of man-eating tiger mouth fish, but there are also electric eels that can release dangerous electric currents.

In the past, this was left unchecked, but now that the city of Mordor is ready to be further expanded, these dangerous things need to be cleaned up a little.

At the very least, get rid of some of the electric eels that can kill.

Sporadic fighting dotted the fringes, the natives had long since been expelled and subjugated, and the members of the garrison were now doing their job of taking out some of the dangerous creatures.

Because this will then be included in the scope of activities of ordinary civilians.

……………… (To be continued.) )