Haig misses Su Hao very much, and misses Xinyan.

It wants to leave this world.

Wang Qinian stopped Haig, telling him that if the galaxy itself lacked the original Red Dragon Planet, it would cause a series of unexpected disasters. Even if Haig really wanted to leave, he could only slowly leave his current orbit, so that the influence of energy traction and the planet on each other would be reduced to a minimum.

Haig felt like a child tucked into an electric swivel chair, staring dryly and spinning.

Fortunately, Haig himself can control this power.

As Wang Qinian said, slowly offset the track and leave in millimeters. It will take a long time, but you can see the light of departure.

……

The construction of Kunming Castle was carried out a little faster than expected. The large construction machines brought from the Third Overworld were very important, and they wielded a tremendous power unimaginable to the natives of the space realm. In particular, various building materials, including special cement, are beyond the comprehension of the villagers of Molosch. They had thought the castle was made entirely of stone, but it turned out to be otherwise. Those mysterious strangers manipulated the mechanical monsters and built the structure in just a few days. The castle was so strong that even a heavy battering ram could not break it.

Preliminary construction of the zircon mine has been completed, and the road connecting with the Kunming Castle is being paved with solidified material. It's an asphalt-like thing that binds better and doesn't soften even at high temperatures. The only downside is that the substance has to be transported from the third stage of the Overworld via the Guò Space Converter. Here, at least for now, Su Hao has not found a match or a similar replacement.

The best thing about open pit veins is that they are easy to collect. In fact, it was the first time that Kenson and the others had entered the space realm, and when they saw the red zircon in the valley, Cook Mok only felt dumbfounded, and Reilly was a little better, but he was also trembling with excitement, and he couldn't even control his speech.

"We, we're rich! It's really rich! ”

The mercenaries are also ordinary people, and they have no ambition to take over the world. Their greatest wish is to earn more money, return to the inner realm of the empire safely, and then marry a wife and have children, and spend the rest of their lives happily and quietly.

Two guard towers were set up around the mine, but due to environmental and geological issues, the area around the mine was uninhabitable and could not be staffed. Su Hao built several buildings next to the mine to house workers gathered from and around the village of Molosch. At such times, the importance of businessmen and money comes to the fore. After all, if he relied purely on his own strength, Su Hao would not be able to reap the harvest in a short period of time, nor would it be possible to maintain the consumption of materials between the newly built castle and the mine.

The first twenty tons of Zircon have been packed, loaded onto trucks, and driven directly into the space passage, transported back to the Overworld. According to the agreement, Mo Xingkui and Heng Gerui will do their best to contact Dai Xiaolou and exchange the ore for more urgently needed materials.

Space development is not a simple matter. This requires a lot of material and manpower as a foundation. If it weren't for the coincidence, Su Hao happened to be appointed as the mayor of the town from Qiao Tianyu, and he had also become the master of Konoha Town in name, it would be impossible for him to set up a space converter in such a short period of time, and even build mines and fortresses inside the space domain.

A qiē requires money. Vehicles, machinery, building materials...... In order to save costs, Su Hao can only use ordinary fuel-powered vehicles. Buying spars is another huge expense, Su Hao is already planning, is it to wait until the next batch of ores is transferred to complete the transfer, lead the power armor team back to the main world, and go to the dark world to collect some necessary spars as energy?

……

Space Field, Finon City.

"Bastard! They actually built the castle right under my nose. Did you hear me clearly? Build a castle! Build a castle! This shameless bastard, this blind stupid pig! How dare they challenge my authority. Don't they know that this is my fiefdom and everything belongs to me? ”

Like an enraged lion, the Viscount of Sazabi walked up and down the lavishly decorated halls, his angry roar deafening, and huge decibel decibels spread throughout the Lord's Palace.

The viscounts of Sazabi are hereditary. Including the title, with the lord's mansion under his feet, that is, Feinon City, as the core, the entire fief covers a radius of hundreds of kilometers. In this vast area, the Viscount of Sazabi is the supreme ruler. For a person of the unprivileged class, Sazabi has the power of life and death.

Su Hao never wanted to hide the construction of the castle in Moloshi Village. Out of confidence in the great power, Su Hao even hinted at the merchants with whom he had close dealings, asking them to spread all the qiē that happened in Moloshi Village. Of course, the decision-making figure who gave orders on the surface was the original villager Kaka, not Su Hao, a strange outsider.

"It's such a bastard, scumbag, waste, pariah, who actually wants to break ground on Tai Sui's head, and actually wants to build a castle without my permission. Who does he think he is? Aristocrat? Or the king? It's simply unimaginable and unbearable. ”

The Viscount was a very lean middle-aged man, with not very developed muscles, but he did not have a bloated and fat body. Dressed in a garment with his family crest on it, his eyes radiated with anger, and from time to time he waved the whip he held in his hand, making a serious explosion in the air.

There were several other men in standard armor standing in the hall. The surface of the metal emitted a harsh and hard luster, and the body moved with a constant clanging impact. They were all knights under the Viscount of Sazabi, and they rushed over as soon as they received the order. In this world, the feudal system is the basis for maintaining rule. Whether a nobleman is strong or not depends on how many small nobles under him are willing to truly obey orders.

The Jazz were certainly able to understand Viscount Sazabi's anger.

On a piece of land, only one castle can be stored. Even the Jazz themselves only have manors, and they have reached the point where they have enough to own a castle.

That means that huge financial resources and materials must be consumed, and labor expenditure alone is a huge expense. You know, the word "castle" is not as simple as words. Only with the hardest stones can a strong fortress be built.

They had never heard of the name "Kaka". Noble magnitudes have always had long surnames with suffixes, and just by listening to them, you know that they are untouchables. Moreover, it is the lowest social hierarchy and the most despicable kind.

In addition to agreeing with Viscount Sazabi's anger, the knights also expressed their different views on this matter, as well as doubts.

"How can a pariah have the ability to build a castle? Don't get me wrong, I'm not questioning the authenticity of this thing, I just think it's a little incredible. ”

"I've been to the village of Molosch. It was a small village near a deserted mountain range, with a few hundred people at most, and what did they use to build a castle? ”

"That Kaka should just be a front to be pushed. Behind him, there should be other forces to support him. Perhaps some nobleman who is jealous of you, Lord Earl, is very good at doing such things, and is equally good at disguise and deception. ”

"Will it ...... Is it the king? ”

The gossip poured a lot of cold water on Viscount Sazabi's manic and angry brain. He gradually suppressed his anger and began to hesitate about his previous judgment.

It was common for nobles to run against each other. Under normal circumstances, two adjacent territories can do well with each other, often because they are about the same strength. Only in the case of mutual jealousy can a delicate balance be formed. Once the balance is broken, war is inevitable. Therefore, anger is anger, and Viscount Sazabi was not carried away by anger. He knew very well: if the castle in Molosch was really unusually large and strong, as the merchants said, it meant that there must be some great nobleman behind the matter. Even if you send your own army to fight back and win, I'm afraid it won't make much sense. That will only weaken you even further and give your hidden opponent more chances.

This form of discussion is doomed to lead to nothing. Sazabi suppressed the anger in his heart, thought for a moment, put down the horsewhip in his hand, and pointed to a knight and issued an order: "Phocas, this matter will be left to you for the time being. Get in touch with those people and find out what is going on. ”

It wasn't until the knights left the room that Viscount Sazabi felt his anger subside slightly. He walked to his desk and looked at the map of the fiefdom with the city of Finon as the core, and fell silent for a long time.

……

Phocas was a man of great courage. He did not delay at all, and gathered troops and prepared supplies as quickly as possible. Two days later, Sir led his six knights, more than 80 elite warriors, and more than 200 soldiers to move in the direction of Molosch Village.

In the war between the nobles, this force was already considered very strong. Phocas himself was a nobleman who rose from the ranks of ordinary warriors. At that time, he was still a retinue of Viscount Sazabi, and then became a knight, and then got his current status and honors. Especially in the Viscount's direct army, the mention of Sir Phoccas's name always attracts a wave of admiration.

The army stretched into a long line and slowly moved along the main road. Phocas didn't think his task was too difficult. He was a pure martial artist and rarely thought about things outside of combat. In fact, the reason why Viscount Sazabi gave the task to Phocas was partly out of trust, and on the other hand, he also expressed his attitude. The viscount would not tolerate the emergence of a second force in an existing fiefdom. Words like "contact" are just official statements. If you can destroy them, you can kill them all. If it fails, it is possible to really sit down and negotiate.

It's autumn now, and the scenery in front of me is mostly yellow-green. The vegetation on both sides of the road is still luxuriant, and the blue of the sky is refreshing. Through the gaps between the trees, Sir Phocas could see the vast expanses of gold on the plains in the distance. This is already a place of abundant produce, and in a few days, it will be almost harvest time.

"Bang--"

A harsh, gruff sound broke the sleepy silence. Phocas suddenly turned sideways, and an extremely strong danger suddenly struck his heart. Before he could figure out what was happening, he felt a tremendous force lift him high from his horse, and with the explosion and fire, he fell heavily to the ground.

In the distance, there was a very dense sound, like a "crackling" sound of dried soybeans exploding in a hot pan. It's rhythmic, but it's also terrifying. In Sir Phocas's concept, weapons that can attack from a distance are nothing more than bows and arrows, crossbows, or throwing spears. He was half-kneeling, clutching his chest and coughing, his eyes covered in dust, and it was hard to see what was going on.

A knight rushed over and tried to lift Phocas from the ground. As soon as he raised his arm, a sharp scream that pierced the air was heard. Phocas tried to keep his eyes open in the direction of the source of the sound, but saw nothing, but felt a tremendous force shoot straight through, brushing his shoulders and burrowing into the knight's body.

The knight let out a cry of pain, clasping his hands tightly around his neck, but could not stop the blood gushing from the wound, and fell heavily, rolling between the dust and the sand.

Enemy attack! This is the instinctive consciousness in Sir Faucas's brain.

The "buzzing" sound of the explosion was slightly reduced in his ears, and Phocas was able to distinguish more sources of information slightly. He felt that his ranks were surrounded, and the enemy attacked from a great distance. Their weapon was certainly not a bow or a spear, but a magic that could be unleashed in a similar vein. Like a fireball? But no one had ever seen a magician, and Phocas had never seen anyone perform a similar skill.

Figures were constantly stirring in the woods, and it could be seen that the opponents were agile warriors, who were rapidly approaching this side under the cover of the terrain. It's just that the voices they make are a little strange, unfamiliar in tone, and have an incomprehensible noise.

"Adults, let's go, we're surrounded."

Another knight, with a sword in his hand, ran up to Phocas and shouted hurriedly: "Go, there are too many of them." We...... Woo......"

Several strange sounds burst through the air, all burrowing into the knight's body. Since it was on the march, the knight did not wear armor. The sound of "plopping" into the flesh made Phocas feel only soreness in his teeth, followed by indescribable fear. He saw a whole row of circular holes appear in the knight's chest, like a special mark left on the paper by the drawing room with the help of measuring tools. Blood poured out of these small holes, and the knight's face was full of pain, and he fell screaming.

Phocas was dumbfounded.

This, this, what the hell is this? What exactly is a weapon?

There is no arrow shaft, and it is clearly not a throwing gun. Phocas had never heard of, let alone seen a long-range weapon that could sink directly into his body without the support of a foreign object. How do they launch? How do I balance during a flight? Even with its massive impact, no weapon can penetrate flesh at this distance. What's more, judging from the location of those mysterious ambushers, the launch distance was at least more than a hundred meters. In the case of shooting, the relationship between distance and force is inversely proportional. However, every shot they fired was so deadly!

Magic! It must be magic!

Once again, Phocas was convinced of this fact in his head. He found that there were slight burn marks on the edge of the wound of the knight who was shot and was dying. There is no doubt that this must be the damage caused by magic such as fireball.

"Rush out! Protect Lord Sir and rush out! ”

Not far ahead, there was a roar full of rage. Phocas saw that his most trusted knight, and the strongest of all the attendants, had quickly put on his full armor and rushed towards the area where the ambushers were densely populated. The knight was much taller than the average man, and he looked more like a barbarian in appearance, wielding a huge battle axe in his hand like an angry lion. With each swing, he unleashed unleashed unmatched power, but failed to do any damage. The ambushers did not confront him head-on, but took advantage of the complex terrain to constantly change their attack positions through the rocks and trees. They were dressed in strange clothes, and the weapons in their hands seemed to be some kind of tube, but they continued to shoot flames that knocked over the warriors with swords and spears.

The tall knight with a burly figure immediately became the target of public criticism. Several of the ambushers changed their aims, bullets slamming into the knight's armor. The level of technology between the Overworld and the space realm determines the strength of the conflict, the heavy breastplate was shattered on the spot, the knight's body was covered with blood and flesh flowing from the wounds, and the surrounding woods were full of human figures, and the ambushers were cautiously forming a circle. No one, including Sir Phocas, could escape.

The injuries and unfavorable situation did not extinguish the fighting spirit of the tall knight, but only stimulated his ferocity. He kept his eyes firmly on the nearest ambushman, and strode wildly in that direction, his tomahawk in his hand maintaining the most aggressive angle and posture at all times, and his mouth let out a thunderous roar.

"Come on! You damn cowards. What kind of hero is it to come out and fight with me in an upright manner, hiding behind and secretly shooting arrows? I'm a knight, if you still have a little bit of self-esteem and self-confidence, stand up and do it face to face with Lao Tzu! ”

At the same time as the knight let out a roar, there was a noisy and chaotic cracking sound in the woods, and many plants fell from the opposite direction where the knight stood, and in the center of his line of sight, a man of no less height and physique than himself, wearing heavy armor.

Su Hao adjusted the angle of the armor on the front of his left arm, inserted the powerful standard short-barreled rifle into the holster on the side of his leg, clenched his fist hard, and said with a faint smile on his face: "Since you strongly request this, then let me satisfy you." "Fierce. He kept his eyes firmly on the nearest ambushman, and strode wildly in that direction, his tomahawk in his hand maintaining the most aggressive angle and posture at all times, and his mouth let out a thunderous roar.

"Come on! You damn cowards. What kind of hero is it to come out and fight with me in an upright manner, hiding behind and secretly shooting arrows? I'm a knight, if you still have a little bit of self-esteem and self-confidence, stand up and do it face to face with Lao Tzu! ”

At the same time as the knight let out a roar, there was a noisy and chaotic cracking sound in the woods, and many plants fell from the opposite direction where the knight stood, and in the center of his line of sight, a man of no less height and physique than himself, wearing heavy armor.

Su Hao adjusted the angle of the armor on the front of his left arm, inserted the powerful standard short-barreled rifle into the holster on the side of his leg, clenched his fist hard, and said with a faint smile on his face: "Since you strongly request this, then let me satisfy you." ”