Although the Far East is now cold and windy, Morey's heart is on fire.

Recently, the factory has been run-in, and the industrial production goal of Red Leaf City has been preliminarily completed.

In the next step, Morey plans to build a steam network covering the entire Red Leaf City, and at the same time provide heating for the residents of Red Leaf City, he will also build the city defense such as steam bed crossbows, high-pressure steam spray guns, and steam cannonballs.

"Boss, I can't carry out this plan of yours!"

Gourd glanced at Morey's plan and tossed it aside.

"Why?"

Morey didn't feel any displeasure because of Gode's attitude, but asked kindly.

"If it's not the boss, what kind of green environmental protection do you want to do, let alone the steam network, it's no problem to double the scale!"

"But now!"

"Not to mention expanding the number of boilers, do you know how much money we need to spend on demonic plants every day in order to maintain the output of this Red Leaf City factory?"

The Bigmouth Magic Flower developed by Green has been cultivated to the third generation, and the price has been reduced to one silver coin per plant, but each standard chimney needs a hundred Largemouth Magic Flowers, and now there are more than a hundred towering chimneys in Red Leaf City, and this alone costs hundreds of gold coins for cleaning every month, and the annual cost is more than a thousand gold coins.

If 1,000 gold coins are based on the situation of Red Leaf City in previous years, it is already 10% of Red Leaf City's annual dividends, which is not a small amount.

But now for the Red Leaf City, which is making money every day, the renewal cost of the Big Devil's Mouth Flower is only a drop in the bucket, and the difficulty for them is more about the planting area that the Big Devil's Mouth Flower needs.

Each plant must be spaced one foot apart, or neither of the two plants will survive.

After the group of Great Devil's Beaks is planted, it will produce stronger exclusivity, and any plant planted within 1000 feet will be instantly pulled into dead branches.

In this way, although Momiji City is not small, the space that can really grow the big devil's mouth flower is extremely limited.

For Morey's Red Leaf City Industry 1.0 plan, our tax officer Gode has gray hair, and has tried all kinds of methods, hanging in the air, merging chimneys, etc., even so, there are still some chimneys that can't be purified, and are directly discharged into the air.

Now this city lord actually whimsically wants to engage in a steam defense system, and he didn't pick on the spot, even if this descendant of the goblin empire has quality!

......

Bottomless Abyss, One Hundred and Thirty-Seven Layers, Plains of Ashes.

As the Demon Lord of this abyss, the Grey-Faced Demon Moth Lord is worried about how his realm can escape its decline.

The last pillar of ash smoke had been sucked up by the large group of gray-faced demon moths next to it thirty-seven years ago, and it was completely extinguished.

The originally scorching ash plain fell into a cold dead silence, and every day, a large number of gray-faced demon moths were frozen to death, falling from the sky, stirring up a cloud of smoke and dust.

Just relying on going to the material realm from time to time to ignite some villages and woods (the woods actually don't dare to amplify the fire, for fear of green thorns coming), or going to the astral realm to pull a fire meteor back, it is far from being able to prevent the decay of the race, and their gray-faced demon moths have died in large numbers due to lack of heat.

If it weren't for the fact that the material in his own layer was already extremely poor, with only hollow ash smoke pillars and ashes everywhere, a demon lord would have attacked him a long time ago.

However, once the gray-faced demon moth under his command drops to a certain level, when those demon lords feel that the casualties and gains are acceptable, it is the time when they die, after all, it is a layer of space no matter how you say it, whether it is used as a bridgehead or simply to do some evil experiments, it is a good choice.

But in the midst of this snowflake-like bad news, there is finally good news.

"Greyface, I've found that kid!"

In the huge karst cave, a white bone magic mirror suddenly lit up, and the figure of the white bone mage Goman, the master of the one hundred and four layers of the white bone wilderness of the bottomless abyss, appeared in this magic mirror.

Call!

A strong wind suddenly rose in the entire cave, and the thick stone pillars broke one after another in this strong wind, but the seemingly light white bone magic mirror stood firmly in the wind.

"Who is he! Where is he! ”

A giant gray-faced moth the size of a castle suddenly appeared in front of the magic mirror.

When he retracted his wings, the wind in the cave suddenly stopped.

"His name is Morey. Faist, who had previously been incognito, had been a mercenary for a while. ”

"That poor little doppelganger of yours was also killed by him!"

Although Goman tried his best to pretend to be normal, the slightly trembling skeleton and the flickering soul fire in his eye sockets all showed that he was gloating.

Although for demons to gloat and fall into the well, it is like the instinct of humans to drink water when they are thirsty, but when this treatment falls on their heads, Gray Face is still manic and will go crazy.

Originally, the ash plain was gradually dying, which had made him anxious enough, but the disaster was not alone, recently his own lighter, the doppelganger of the Barrow Flame Demon was killed by humans when he was hunting in the material realm, and his strength further declined, and it was foreseeable that in the future, this Barrow Flame Demon would not even be able to ignite the stone.

The gray face that was already walking on the tightrope completely exploded, and he personally hired the intelligence dealer Bone Mage Goman to find out Morey's true identity for him, intending to kill this guy who didn't know the height of the sky, extract his soul and whip him day by day, so that his soul exploded in pain and remorse.

"It's your pay!"

Greyface flicked his wings, and a fist-sized soul crystal smashed into the magic mirror.

Watching the soul crystal ripple like a ripple in the water, submerged in the mirror, Gray Face was about to disconnect from communication.

"Wait, Greyface!"

"What did you think about what I told you last time?"

Goman, who was in the mirror, played with the soul crystal that had just arrived, and said casually.

The six eyes that grew on the forehead of the gray face suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and he cracked his mouth full of fangs, and smiled coldly:

"I'm not so bad that I need to sell my own offspring!"

Looking at the abruptly disconnected communication, Goman's maxilla and mandible opened more and more, and finally laughed silently.

Gray Face looked at the white bone magic mirror that was completely shattered, and his face was full of gloom.

Although selling out some descendants who don't know how many generations have been separated from him doesn't have much psychological pressure on him at all, the gray-faced demon moth that has reduced the size of the population can survive better, not to mention that it can exchange supplies with that bone stick, which is a lot in one fell swoop!

But this cunning old bone was clearly testing himself just now, if he accidentally landed on the Tao and was seen by him the truth, maybe the time of their transaction would be the day when those white bone armies slaughtered into the Ash Plains.

However, even if he barely managed to pass it today, that guy would definitely not be fooled by himself so easily.

The more he thought about it, the more irritated his gray face became, looking at the spar that recorded the coordinates of the main world, and his face suddenly showed a fierce look.

"Let's take you guy first!"