The so-called "cement" is a magical alchemy product brought by those aliens, and unlike other alchemy products, the usage is also very simple-

It only needs to be stirred with water to form a slurry, which can be hardened in air or better hardened in water, and can also firmly cement sand, stone and other materials together, and the strength after hardening is extremely high.

Directly used to pave roads is the simplest and least technical method, and it is said that cemented crushed stone can also be used to make concrete, which can be widely used in various civil engineering projects.

Well, as for what the hell "civil engineering" is, it's not clear, after all, it's just what the other party said when they were selling.

Anyway, those strange and strange people, like "cement", such awkward words have been made, and now it is not surprising to get a few more such words, and the forest elves can probably understand what they mean.

The only downside was that by the time they discovered that cement was a good and inexpensive commodity, it was already near the end of the bulk trade, and Nadankewa's savings had almost been emptied.

This is still because the bulk of the goods needed have been exchanged, and some of the remaining corners and corners don't know how to settle, so they also want to see if there are other novelties, so they found this artifact after the other party's promotion.

Fortunately, although cement is a miraculous alchemy product, the price is incredibly low, so even those last savings are still exchanged for thousands of tons of Nadankaiwa.

Or for the world on the other side, it is not even a drizzle, after all, even if it is a self-built house in the countryside, it will easily cost tens or hundreds of tons, and thousands of tons add up to a splash that can't be smashed by a splash.

But for the fledgling Nadankaiwa tribe, it was enough for the time being...... Of course, only temporarily.

Because it's a magical material, they can use as much as they want, and soon they will find that the amount is completely insufficient. The reason why there are so many illusions now is only because they are not infrastructure maniacs, and they don't have that efficiency or that consumption speed.

Besides, it is normal for a poor ghost who has never had more than two dollars in hand to suddenly hold a hundred-dollar bill and suddenly feel that he is rich.

Think about how many people had to save five cents for a long time when they were young, and suddenly they had two dollars and naturally felt that they had a huge amount of money.

Supplies have always been in short supply, and it never occurred to them that anything needed to be measured in tons, and they didn't have that concept. Therefore, thousands of tons of cement are neatly stacked in bags, which will indeed make these elves who have never seen the world feel very shocked.

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The two elven women slowly walked out of the tribe and continued to move forward.

After walking some more distance, they also reached the camp that had been assigned to the strangers.

The two of them were still wearing traditional costumes woven from plant fibers, which became a little conspicuous in this patch of flowers, but at this time, no one paid attention for a while.

After all, the construction site is in full swing, even if you are not working, you are interested in coming to see the excitement, everyone has curiosity, and there will be some desire to explore the unheard and unseen strange things.

The straight and wide avenues had been built for hundreds of meters, some had hardened and solidified, some had just been poured so that they could not be stepped on, but the elves themselves were not hierarchical.

Except for the patriarch and elder, who are "nobles" in a certain sense, the other clansmen are equal, and there are no rules, let alone awe and inexplicable rules, so many times they can't be stopped at all.

It's not that they have any bad intentions and deliberately engage in destruction, but because they don't have reverence, they will rush up, and it's too late when others stop them.

A section of the newly paved cement road was finally smoothed and trampled to sparse pieces, and then the process was repeated repeatedly, and the scene was noisy.

Although it is said to be a great road, it is only possible to allow four or five wheelbarrows to run in parallel, but for Nadankaiwa, this is already an unprecedented project, and some elves who have gone out to see the world feel that even the main cities of those human kingdoms probably do not have such a good road.

On both sides of the cement road, there are also strange buildings, most of which are three or four stories old, just like the gray cement road, the appearance is also simple and rough, after all, this condition can not be decorated or anything.

-- Solve the problem of whether there is or not first, and then consider the problem of face engineering.

But it was enough to amaze anyone, and the woods around the area were cut down to clear out vast expanses of clearing. One after another, huge shipping containers, piled up there, occupy every inch of the land area.

If you walk into it, you can't see the surrounding forest and the elven tribe not far away, and it's really easy to wonder if this is the unloading area of the dock.

This is incompatible with the style of the elven blog, indicating that this is the property of those magicians. Veronica looked at everything in front of her and thought about it in her heart.

Yesterday, for the benefit of the tribe, my father finally decided to negotiate in person, and when he returned, the group of magicians came with him. It is said that in the end, the negotiations were successful, and the father won huge benefits for the tribe.

But on the other hand, the tribe also has to pay some price.

Of course, it is a very small price, and this is also something that cannot be helped, after all, the savings of the tribe have been exhausted, and you can't expect others to do charity, just give you things and don't have to pay for them, right?

Even if it's a loan, it needs to be collateralized to do so, and this is always the case in the world.

So, as a result, those magicians have carved out a leased land in their tribe's territory, intending to plan a commercial area or something here, and their own tribe can also start acting as an agent for other tribes...... Well? Salesmanship? That's the word, right?

Anyway, it seems to be so, and it should be more and more complicated, but there are too many and too many coined words, and it is even too difficult to understand.

Although Veronica also paid attention, she had never been exposed to these things before, and she only felt that those human beings spoke in a set way, and it seemed to make sense, but it was really difficult for others to remember it.

She thought about it and felt that there seemed to be something wrong with it, but it seemed to be just an intuitive sense of unease, and after thinking about it carefully, she couldn't find any harm in it.

Isn't it normal for those Inhumans to want to use their tribes to open channels to the entire Forest Alliance?

And isn't it reasonable and appropriate for one's own tribe and one's own father to help them, and then seek benefits for the tribe in this way?

In addition, other tribes do not necessarily trust humans, so in order to win the trust of people, they specifically lease the territory near their tribe as some commercial area, which seems to be ...... There's no problem! Anyway, it's just a rented piece of land, and it's only nearby, and the other party is not using it for nothing.

Rather, they pay a large amount of money every once in a while, and they are quite generous, not in the useless coins of human beings, of course, but directly in the delivery of those goods.

Originally, those Inhumans were going to sign a lease contract for hundreds of years in one go, but a few hundred years is a very long time for elves, just like decades for humans.

Or maybe my father was also a little uneasy in his heart, right? So I didn't make a hasty decision, I just said to try it first and make a decision after a while.

If time is chopped, fifty years and one hundred years or something, or it will be easy to make a decision. However, if the loan time is cut, the "signing fee" will naturally be cut, which makes the father and the elders of the tribe very heartbroken and very reluctant.

Veronica felt that she would be reluctant, she had also read the list of various goods, and she couldn't help but be almost overwhelmed by the huge wealth after her brain switched.

Tens of thousands of sets of sophisticated equipment......

Countless grains, steel, ......

Even those precious mysterious knowledge, books, all kinds of combat skills, secret arts......

However, a small piece of territory in the tribe, a few hundred years is a generation, and the huge wealth will directly become the heritage of the tribe! How can those damn humans be so extravagant?!

Where the hell did they come from?!

Walking near the built concrete buildings, the elven girl sighed as she watched the people happily helping the humans who called themselves magicians to move all kinds of goods into the buildings.

There was nothing surprising about this, the number of those humans was very small, so it was normal to ask for help from their own people, and they were paid well.

The forest elves are arrogant, but they are not stupid enough to be so stupid, and they are perfectly acceptable to this normal trading relationship. It doesn't matter if the other party is a human being, and it's not an insult to yourself, it's normal to do your best to earn money for your labor.

But Veronica always felt a bad feeling that this situation would not become the norm, right?

Your own clan won't serve those strangers as a matter of course in the future, right?

This elven girl's instincts are very keen, but she is limited to the problems of an entire era or even the whole world, and her vision is not advanced enough to see what is hidden in these changes.

It's just that she just feels bad, and she wants to say what is bad but she can't say it, but after thinking about it carefully, she feels that it seems that everything is good, and her tribe has made a lot of money.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of screams all around, and the crowd suddenly became chaotic.

The howling wind came out of thin air, and the wind pressure was so fierce that it was almost impossible to open your eyes.

"It's ——!!"

Veronica woke up in an instant, sensing a terrible coercion falling from the sky, and her brain was almost blank, this familiar feeling seemed to be the same as before......

She subconsciously looked up, only to see a huge body blocking out the daylight and casting a huge shadow on the ground.

The huge Lothric Wyvern flapped its wings and whipped up gusts of wind, but this time it didn't have much majesty, as there were several huge shipping containers hanging beneath it, and it looked extremely heavy.

After dropping off the cargo, the wyvern took off again and quickly moved away, becoming a small black dot in the sky.

Leaving behind a trembling elf.

Veronica gasped for breath a few times, then gritted her teeth and walked in that direction.

There was really too much confusion, and she didn't feel at ease if she didn't ask a clear word.

In front of her, the man in command of the camp, the quiet human, was a very young girl, with a silver-brown ponytail and a straight face like a fairy.