Sunlight came in through the window** and shone on the open space in front of the desk, making the whole room very bright. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The smooth wooden floor makes a lovely creak when you step on it, and it's even more enjoyable to walk barefoot after the sun. It's just that the sun in Atas is too bright and too red to make people's eyes a little uncomfortable, so a carpet should be laid.

Tyrion withdrew his gaze, no longer staring at the dust that was wafting in the air, and ended his brief break, picking up a quill pen and continuing to write on the parchment. The statistics from Gardener's Dragon are very detailed, which is very useful for counting production and making settlement plans for immigrants. Every time he saw the numbers on the paper, Tyrion was shocked, he had never seen such a powerful food production capacity. The entire Great Impact Sands Wasteland is still in a state of expansion, with only a quarter of its production capacity at a steady state, and this is enough to feed the entire population of Westeros, if not to worry about the taste of the food.

"With so much food, the world is peaceful. Tyrion adjusted the cushioning behind her to make herself more comfortable. His study, and even the whole small building where he lived and worked, all the furniture and facilities took into account his height and size, and everything was smaller and shorter. The only thing that has become bigger is Tyrion's bed, not to mention sleeping one dwarf, and sleeping three large oceans at the same time is enough.

It's impossible to go into details, as Tyrion still lives alone, enjoying a rare peace and security, all thanks to the strong soundproofing of the study. Because the furniture and utensils were miniaturized and adapted to his size, they were especially loved by the gardener dragons, who were not tall and did not have long arms. Gardener Dragon uses this as their playground and rest area, and will come here as long as they are not serving in the main house. Make your own drinks and snacks, gather in the kitchen and dining room, sit on small chairs, dangle your feet, and chat about the mess for an afternoon or evening.

The owner cannot be disturbed, this is the consensus of the "intruders". So when Tyrion leaves the study to find something to eat or simply go to the bathroom, Gardener's Dragon immediately transforms the conversation into a silent Z-worm radio station (telepathic communication). Tyrion loved the gardener dragons running around his house, on the one hand they didn't interfere with his work, and on the other hand they were all cute and made the house lively.

There was a knock on the door, and it must not have been a gardener's dragon - the little ones could open any room with the help of a tender finger and a lock, and would not have knocked at all.

Concentrate, but don't stare at the doorknob, it's not the gaze that pulls the door open, it's the psychic ability. Tyrion reminded himself as he reacted quickly. The door of the study opened, and Zhao Mai and his party walked in. Ciria sat in a wheelchair after a long absence, her whole body trembling from pain. Still, she winked at Tyrion, saying that she was okay and didn't have to worry. Tyrion jumped to his feet.

"Don't be busy, what the gardener dragon has already ordered to do, so don't be in a hurry to prepare all kinds of things. We walked down there to discuss things, and we knew that you had the most gardeners here, as well as the kitchen, so we came over to take a break. Ciriya's eyes can't be in the sun for long periods of time. What are you busy with?"

Tyrion didn't bother with Zhao Mai's question, but ran to Ciria to take a closer look at her. "How long will it take for her to recover?"

"I estimated it would take a month and a half to fully recover, but in a week she will be able to use her arms to maneuver her wheelchair and in about three weeks she will be able to walk slowly on her own with crutches. Zhao Mai said: "I came to remind you that she can speak—although her throat and tongue hurt when she speaks—but don't use her psychic abilities to talk to her for the sake of convenience, it will be a damage to her spirit." ”

"Don't worry, I know what to do with a look at her, someone as smart as me, hehe. Tyrion patted Ciria's hand: "It's good to get through it, it will get better and better in the future!"

"I'm still looking for you on business. Zhao Mai used his psychic ability to pull up a few chairs, sat down for Satili and Dogian, and then told Tyrion about Tessian's request for help. "I'm thinking the same thing as Dogian, and I don't think that Tessian's affairs should be solved by us. There's nothing wrong with cracking down on theft, it's not appropriate to give them legionnaire mushrooms. ”

"I think I should give them to them. How much does Tessian want? Fifty tons? Give him one hundred and fifty tons. Tyrion spoke astonishingly. "I actually agree with your original theory that too many legionnaire mushrooms will destroy agriculture, so now you have to start controlling the number and reducing the cultivation. I have to say that this crop is simply too strong to grow. ”

"Have you forgotten that there is another world where people will relocate? ”

"You and Dojian are both kind and good people, so the data prepared is calculated according to the fullness. If you really want to protect agriculture, then you have to count it as starvation. "In a week's time, the entire Great Impact Sands Wasteland will be connected, and in addition to expansion, the cultivation of plants and the improvement of the climate of the entire region will be," said Tyrion. You've got what it takes to welcome the immigrants in Alda, and you're going to be busy. It is most advantageous to give the Legion mushroom to Tessian, freeing up your time to do more important things. A city of Tyre, you don't have to put that much effort into it. ”

"According to the calculation of starvation, is this standard too low?"

"It's not low. Legion bread provides all the nutrients that make it more life-sustaining than any other food. What's that word called? Malnutrition! Without malnutrition, the bar could be lowered even further. Don't forget, people from Alda also bring some of their own food, so you have to take that into account. ”

"Looks like you're confident. Duo Jian complimented Tyrion, and then looked at Zhao Mai: "How do you decide?"

Zhao Mai didn't make a decision immediately, but stretched out his hand to Tyrion: "You said that I have a lot of things to do next, and I will be very busy?

"Exactly. Tyrion turned around and took a paper stick from the table, about the length of a baseball bat, and the thin paper was tightly wrapped in circles. "A map based on the reports of the Gardener Dragon and the Inspector Bug, and I've marked a lot of things on it. The entire Great Impact Sands Wasteland will be a city, and you'll have a lot to do. Adjusting, building, coordinating and remodeling, and of course, continuing to expand, is all up to you. Z worm is you, you are Z worm, this thing no one else can do. ”

Zhao Mai opened the huge map and used his psychic ability to hold it into the air, and everyone came over curiously to look at it, including Ciria. Dense in small print, some with more parchment patched on the map for detailed instructions. Tyrion's rigorous thinking and ambitious plans were admired by everyone, and it would have been impossible to do so without a sufficient understanding of planning and urban construction.

And in the corner of the map, a location is drawn with a red circle and marked "Dragon Emperor". Compared to it, Tyre, Ctesian, or some hoarding merchant are not a big deal.

"One hundred and fifty tons is enough, isn't it?" Zhao Mai said to Tyrion, "I'll have the worker worm prepare it for you." ”

"Well, you go to work, and I can rest for a few days and take care of Ciriah. Pushing the wheelchair, Tyrion said to the little girl with crooked eyes, "I know where the gardener dragon hid the cake and cookies, I'll take you to find them!"