The last time he captured Coldwind City, the dead horse 'Swift Shadow' was bombarded by a high-level flame blast in the Winter Hall, leaving only a monster's head.

Zhou Qingfeng wants to bring the portable alchemy workshop to the real world. He opened the passage to the underworld and threw the Shadow into it.

The underworld is a world of necromancy, with an abundance of negative energy. Necromancy has a trait that as long as there is negative energy, it can repair itself and even strengthen the soul to continue to advance.

The dead horse didn't stay in the underworld for a long time, at most it used the mountains of bones in the underworld to repair its body, but the heavy damage to its soul could not repair itself for decades.

Zhou Qingfeng is not a great arcanist, and the necromancer Mundino doesn't have a good way. This caused the 'Shadow' level to drop from level 5 to level 4, and instead became weaker.

"We might be able to do an experiment." The reborn Arcie was so excited that she took over the job of taking care of the 'Shadow', "Why do you have to be an undead half-demon? Isn't it good to be a construct? ”

Faced with the completely changed appearance of the mechanical magician, 'Shadow' instinctively felt scared. It felt that the other party could eat itself to death, so it hid behind Zhou Qingfeng.

"Master, there's nothing wrong with me being an undead. I'm healthy and in very good shape. Trouble to keep Alcy away from me. This woman makes me uncomfortable. ”

The dead horse yelled and fled, and was caught by Arcie in a short time, screaming like a chicken.

After the Demon Queen was reborn, the biggest change was that her ability to manipulate machinery skyrocketed, and she gained a new understanding of alchemy and construction. She is already an excellent master mechanic, with a wealth of knowledge and a wellspring of inspiration.

Arcie is very powerful now, and with the help of a vote of spirit slaves, she dragged the dead horse to the experimental table of the alchemy workshop.

Meowth the black cat jumped on the bench and stared at two big eyes. The seven little goblins didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and they were all discussing how to transform it. Even the scholar Sophia felt that her full of knowledge had finally come in handy, and they watched together.

The four hooves of the 'Swift Shadow' were tied, and only one monster's head looked left and right, begging the strange maids to show mercy, "Alsie, I don't usually bully you, can you not use me for research?" ”

The Witch Queen grabbed a big saw out of nowhere and smiled, "Don't worry, I just want to do some small experiments, but it doesn't hurt at all."

I'm going to give you a more powerful mechanical body, and I'll make sure you can't imagine it. Besides, you're a necromancy, and you shouldn't know what fear is. ”

"Nonsense, how can I not be afraid?" 'Shadow' yelled, "You come, you come." You have no ill intentions. Put the saw down for me. ”

Maggie smiled, showing off the random deformation of her liquid body, "I don't care. You can see whatever you want. ”

'Swift Shadow' was stunned for a long time, and suddenly said in a low voice: "Did you use this trick to bribe your master?" I knew that unscrupulous guy had no scruples. Give him a piece of pig iron, and he can put a hole in it. ”

Several strange maids changed color in unison.

'Swift Shadow' was also startled, and said weakly, "Could it be that ......, I was right?" Can't you? Did he really do it? How did he do it? ”

Arcie sank her face and gritted her teeth and scolded, "Dead horse, you are going to die this time." ”

Throwing the dead horse to the strange maids to toss at will, Zhou Qingfeng left the alchemy workshop and walked out of the wizard's tower in Cold Wind City. He has been in the real world for a long time, and only half a month has passed in the other world.

For the Otherworld, which has always been inefficient, half a month is really not long.

The merchants of Coldwind City do business, and the time margin for transporting goods is basically half a month. Arriving a few days early means going well, and arriving a few days late is normal.

Therefore, merchants rarely transported goods that were fresh for life, because they would rot halfway through. Smoking and marinating are the common practice of most foods.

Residents make engagements, often on a monthly basis. It's just that the roads are difficult to travel, the information is blocked, and it seems that the years are long.

On the contrary, after the Harmony Chamber of Commerce entered the Cold Wind City, the merchants and residents in the city felt that time had been set up and had an unsuitable sense of urgency.

After Zhou Qingfeng took control of the whole city, he used the progress of productive forces to promote the rapid development of production relations. Metal tools, heavy-duty carriages, professional officials, efficient communications, and a variety of means squeezed out the manpower and material resources inside and outside the city.

What are you squeezing out for?

Squeeze it out to fight!

Zhou Qingfeng's concept of war is different from that of the rulers of the other world. War is not just a fight between a group of nobles, but a mobilization involving the whole society.

Other people's wars are fought by the nobles, but the nobles of Coldwind City either die or flee. What Zhou Qingfeng could rely on was his newly promoted civilian class, a class without privileges and territories.

For half a month, Zhou Qingfeng actually didn't do anything. He just refined the extensive aristocratic management model of the past and established the proper public service system.

In the past, the nobles had to complete all the work in the family if they had a housekeeper and a few domestic servants. Including but not limited to purchasing, business, land, construction, etc.

The larger nobles are nothing more than a few more housekeepers and a group of domestic servants. The city lord is nothing more than a patrol department to manage all kinds of chores in the city, a supervision hall to keep an eye on other nobles, and a knight order to organize the nobles under his command into force.

Now that Cold Wind City is in the hands of Zhou Qingfeng, there is more division of labor. The mere compilation of household registers and the planning of streets was a great innovation – just to facilitate his rule.

As a result, cities have become particularly busy, and people have become in a hurry to walk.

The owl demon pet Dudu is still in the city, and at the moment it is moving with its owner.

Johnson, the illusionist, and Powell, the secret agent, kept their heads down, hired four or five coolies from the market to do the work. The Illusion Hut was originally set up in the aristocratic district in the north of the city. Now that the place has been transformed, forcing the two of them to move their nests.

"Are all the people in this city crazy?"

Johnson muttered. He paid twice as much as usual to hire coolies, only to be inflated by the new city owners because the price of labor was forcefully inflated.

Now it is easier to find a job in the city than in the past, and there is no one to do the work that is too hard and tiring, and you have to pay more to get someone willing to accept the employment.

The Inspection Office is divided into several functional departments. In order to facilitate management, migrants could not easily enter the city, which also greatly raised the price of labor in the city.

It didn't cost a few more bucks, but Johnson just wasn't happy. He always felt that the situation in the city was wrong, and although the atmosphere in the market was relaxed, the pace of various affairs had accelerated several times.

The illusion hut was decamouflaged, and the coolies removed the furniture from the house, shouting and loading it into the carriage.

In the past, the coolies had to be worked, and the owner had to keep an eye on them, constantly drinking and scolding, and he had to give a little money and food and drink from time to time. But now they are not working at all as they used to be slow and grinding foreign workers, but very neatly.

"You've done a good job today." Wilson pulled a silver coin out of his pocket and prepared to tip.

The foreman of the coolies came over with a smile, naturally took the silver coin, and said casually: "We have to drive the next one, we must hurry." ”

The foreman was accustomed to flattery, but he stood up straight in front of Wilson and spoke without honorifics. This made the illusionist's forehead throb and he felt offended.

Powell, who was a secret agent, hurriedly pulled his companion and said in a low voice: "Don't make trouble, this city doesn't belong to us now." ”

"It's only been a few days!" Wilson was resentful. As a member of the old forces, he felt that the current Cold Wind City was really 'the world is declining and morally corrupt'.

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