Iskar turned his head to look at Roddy: "What does the Prime Minister think?"

"Materials science is very important for the military industry, and I agree that we should lay a solid foundation for now. Roddy has a set of nouns on his lips, but he is secretly happy in his heart - the research and development efficiency of the dragons is much faster than Elson's magic research department, in other words, the strongest research and development department under Roddy is no longer in Elson, but the dragons in the Helchino Magic Tower and the Dragon Tower.

The other dragons didn't feel that they were being used, and Iskar was eager to try, and raised his hand to finish sorting out the test bench in front of him with spells: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's start with heat resistance!"

Seeing that they were energetic in developing the properties of metal, Luo Di politely left the laboratory - the research and development of this basic material is actually very boring, and even the dragon family cannot avoid a large number of repetitive experiments.

"Let's hope we can find the right formula before we get bored..."

With that in mind, Roddy went downstairs and walked around the mid-level administrative office area. Temporarily selected officials are processing information from all over the country here. In the current kingdom, the most capable people are not the nobles, but their stewards. Thus these stewards became the main members of the first "civil servants".

He casually glanced at them, and was about to practice archery after confirming the efficiency of these people, when suddenly someone from the intelligence department came to report a message: Rowling wanted to take the civil service screening exam.

Rowling is the daughter of Charles II and was once the princess of the kingdom - but now she is just an ordinary girl from a commoner family, and the royal family who was pardoned after the enthronement ceremony is not living in poverty. Roddy gave them a piece of land, and he also made the servants who had been left behind in the palace until the last to serve as servants. The fields are cultivated, and the food, clothing, shelter and transportation are also taken care of, as long as they do not lie down and wait for death, their future life will definitely not be worse than that of the local small nobles.

Of course, the family lived under the surveillance of the intelligence services. As long as they keep to themselves, Luo Di guarantees that they can live their lives in peace, and if they plot anything else, they will naturally not be polite. For months, intelligence showed that they did not have the guts to make trouble. Charles II was drunk and dreamed of all day, and the queen and her sons were self-reliant, and Rowling worked harder than the others.

Now, in order to recruit talents, Luo Di began to test the waters of the "civil service examination" that is still in the trial stage, in order to screen suitable "civil servants", which is unheard of for most people, so most people have a wait-and-see attitude, and there is no active sign up.

Luo Di is not in a hurry about this, after all, there is a process in the matter of Ximu Lixin, but he didn't expect that at this time, Rowling, a girl, would dare to stand up and sign up.

Her identity is very sensitive, but it is precisely because of this sensitivity that Roddy immediately replied after a brief hesitation: "Do not interfere in any way, and ensure her safety." ”

While Roddy ponders the issue of statecraft, the village of Linnis in the Silent Forest feels like another world.

There are no spacious and comfortable wooden houses like Elsa Village, but the traditional tree house structure of the Wood Elves has been retained. The inhabitants of the Wood Elves were all dressed in simple clothes, and in November, when the weather was getting colder, many of the Wood Elves were so blue that they could not stop shivering in the cold wind.

However, there was no sadness on the faces of the villagers, because when Brudi visited here some time ago, he left a lot of food and dried meat, and if he saved a little food, it was basically enough for them to survive this winter. And the village's hunting party is no longer what it used to be – young wood elves who used to return empty-handed now return with a full load every time they go out, sometimes even bringing back the carcasses of large predators like tigers and leopards.

"Remember... The only one who can save us is us Wood Elves themselves!"

The village chief of Barty was speaking to the young hunting party in front of him. The latter, all with resolute faces, replied loudly: "Yes!"

"You are the strongest warriors, do not fear any enemy. ”

With that, the hunting party had cleaned up the day's harvest, and Chief Barty returned to his treehouse, a dozen years younger than Brudy and not looking old. As soon as he entered the room, he pointed to a rudimentary wooden circle in the center of the room, and it lit up with a bright blue light.

If you look closely, you can see that this wooden plank circle is inlaid with a small magic crystal. And under the light, the black tome books of the other party in the wooden house are particularly conspicuous.

"Only strength is eternal..."

He whispered a slurred elf word, then flipped through a notebook that lay beside his bedside.

"It was their arrogance that led to their own failures, and now we... It won't be like this. ”

Chief Barty's expression was very serious, as if he were performing some kind of ritual. After that, I began to read it carefully. In the process, he also continued to practice spells, but now the village chief of Batty is no longer using the "nature" magic he once controlled, and the condensation and dissipation of all spells are accompanied by a faint blue light.

After several hours of repeated practice, the village chief of Bhatti walked out of the hut, and the game brought back by the hunting party had been processed, and the rich smell of meat wafted throughout the village. It wasn't until Barty said to start the meal that the families divided the broth and began to eat.

It wasn't long before other wood elves outside the village came to visit. These are the wood elves from nearby villages who come to "learn". They brought food and some iron ore in return, and the seven or eight young men began to learn magic under the tutelage of Barty, along with the village's original hunting party.

"Boom!"

Explosions rang out one after another. The wood elf, who had just studied magic for a few months, calmly looked at the shattered wooden target in front of him, and the flying fragments collapsed more than ten meters away, and when they fell to the ground, the smell of burnt was extremely pungent.

"Remember! This is power! power in your own hands!"

Village Chief Barty held a magic crystal that dissipated power in his hand, and there were large cracks on the surface of the spar, and it stands to reason that the magic crystal in this state would often explode directly. However, in his hands, the originally violent and unstable energy seemed to be domesticated, and under his control, it became an element at his command.

"You must always be ready for mental shock, grit your teeth and get through it in order to survive in this world... Otherwise, we are no different from pigs. ”

Chief Barty's words were clearly not his own, as the word "pig" was in the language of the High Elves. The twenty or so young Wood Elves were loud and excited and trained harder - these magic apprentices were now able to cast spells skillfully, they had not learned such low-level spells as "dust raising technique" and "mage's hand", and all the spells they used at this time were offensive spells, and they were quite powerful.

The targets assembled with wooden sticks were arranged in a row in the clearing, and the shabbyly dressed wood elves looked solemn, chanting incantations aloud while releasing the energy of the magic crystals in their hands... After rounds of bombardment, the open space that was originally full of vegetation was already charred and black, and there was no grass growing at all.

The "magic crystal" was originally a rare object, but they had a piece of it in their hands, as if they were not short of money at all.

After such a busy day, the village chief of Barty trained until dark to let them rest, but his energy was still high, and he continued to study spells like a demon after returning to the cabin. It was only in the early hours of the morning that he fell asleep with the notebook in his arms.

The update has been very poor in recent days, because of the severity of Kavinka, and now it is almost in a state of no manuscript, and I hope it will be straightened out in a few days. There are so many things that need to be taken into account in the later stages of writing that my head really can't turn around.

(End of chapter)