On the grassy plains, a large procession carried the weight of the baggage, leaving a long line of deep footprints.

"Camille, go back. The leader of the group stopped at the side of the road and announced to a young man whose steps were already trembling.

"Captain, give me one more chance, I can go again!"

Camille lifted his sweaty head, gritted his teeth, and once again burst out of his weak footsteps, he didn't want to lose this opportunity.

"No! This is what we said before we set off, those who can't keep up with their physical strength will be eliminated first, and everyone must strictly implement it. ”

The captain scolded mercilessly, they had been walking for a long time, and the farther they went, the more difficult it was for them to go back, Camille was obviously physically exhausted, and it was not good to hold on.

Camille lowered his head, his physical condition was indeed not as good as others, it was not easy to hold on until now, so he could only go back, but unfortunately, the expedition did not have his share.

They were militia troops along the border, and from the time Old Sean issued the declaration of the expedition, they set off immediately, because the distance was the farthest, they had no time to delay, and even the time for selection was not enough, and no one was willing to give up this opportunity to get ahead, so they discussed it, and the selection was on the road, and the physical strength could not keep up with the natural elimination.

The captain gave Camille a little food and water, and then ordered a few more militiamen in the team who could not keep up with their strength, and told them to go back with him, he must be fair and just, otherwise he will not be able to convince the people.

Some of the cities closer to the Habsburg provinces were selected fairly, from endurance tests to grappling with each other.

In the City Lord's Mansion, Thunder had not yet left, and Tutura was in a secret room with him to watch Thunder make fishman potions.

While Tutura was selling potions, he was also secretly buying purple fishmen on a large scale, and the price of the raw materials for making fishman potions would only get higher and higher in the near future, so Tutula was very relieved when he bought it.

What particularly impressed Lei Ming was the report of Tutura's eldest cousin. When Mimet, the owner of the goblin fleet, offered to sell them the purple fishmen, Tutura replied very firmly, buying all of Mimet's inventory, which was a few thousand more.

This Mimire was the one who transported the Minotaur across the sea to make trouble for the Thundering Thunder. He also tried to block the coastline, and the patriarch of the Minotaur tribe also made a small calculation, but the luck was bad and it was over.

As a result, Mimet didn't pay attention to it, and launched a fleet to hunt for purple fishmen in the inland sea. Unceremoniously cleared other ships, sinking fishing boats of unknown how many small merchants.

This Mimit is the object that Thunder must get rid of, whether it is Mimmit's crime of transporting the Minotaur across the sea, or Mimmit's occupation of the inland sea, it is intolerable to Thunder.

It's just that the time is not right at this time, and Thunder needs a large number of Kingele and more warships to be able to give Mimet a fatal blow.

Tutura must have been aware of this, but Tutura and Thunder knew it. For the time being, let Mimet go to scourge the Inland Sea.

When Mimet is carried away by the benefits, death is not far away.

"Hey, is it that easy? Let me try it too. ”

Tutula watched Thunder finish another fish-man potion, and his heart was itching, he felt that he had memorized all of Thunder's movements, and he was eager to try.

Lei Ming smiled slightly, and handed Tutula an empty white crystal bottle, he seemed so easy to make the fishman potion now, it was because he had made it too many times, and his grasp of the dosage was already very accurate. So the speed is also very fast, almost half a minute to complete one, which makes Tutura mistakenly think that it is very easy, so I also want to try my hand.

Tutura's psychology at this time is easy to speculate. If he learns the process of making thunder and makes the fishman potion, wouldn't he become a pharmacist? Although it doesn't have any practical significance, he always feels that there are a lot of cows.

"Whew!"

"Oh! my three hundred goldgrads!"

Immediately, there was a cry of pain from Tutula's flesh, and his hand shook, and he had just finished destroying the potion in the second step. Moreover, as soon as he got started, he suddenly remembered that he had understood the process, but he still didn't know how much to add to anything!

Lei Ming showed a wicked smile, if he rejected Tutula's idea of trying it himself, even if he carefully explained to Tutula the reason why he couldn't succeed, Tutula would still feel unhappy in his heart, it would be better to let Tutula fail once, then the effect would be better.

This is the wisdom of thundering, when others have any ideas, don't rush to pour cold water, as long as you are in control, although let the other party do it well, although you may have expected failure, but the experience of failure is also a valuable asset.

Tutula is rich now, and the loss of 300 gold grads is nothing to him, and when he meets some small businessmen, he may still be complacent about making 100 gold grads today, so Tutura can hit him angrily with his hands on his waist: "Lao Tzu will now get 1,800 gold grads in minutes, you scum." ”

This is what the goblins look like, the richer the higher the status, even if Tutula really says this, not only will the other party not be angry, but will cry and shout and hug his thighs, so that Tutula will reward him with a little business to do.

Lei Ming frantically made the Fishman Elixir, the hand speed was getting faster and faster, and the key success rate was still high, and it would take a long time before a bottle failed due to mistakes or substandard material quality.

Each bottle of potion that came out of the oven meant a net profit of two hundred golder, and Tutula was able to get more, and Thunder was now a legendary goldgrad maker in Tutula's eyes.

After the hundreds of purple fishmen that had just been sent were processed, Lei Ming moved his waist, and old Sean saw the door open, and thoughtfully sent tea and water, and the wealth on the family's books now has surged, all of which were created by Lei Ming.

"Grandpa Sean, go and secretly buy the big goldfish fishing shipyard, you can buy it at a premium, if Kingler is not enough, contact Shaktor and call the funds of Bourbon Canyon, we need a lot of warships!"

Old Sean was stunned, when Lei Ming said that he wanted to buy the big goldfish fishing shipyard, he still didn't understand Lei Ming's intentions.

In his assessment, the price of this fishing boat factory is not low, and it may be necessary to use all the wealth saved during this time, which may not be enough, and it needs to make up for the financial loopholes in the long run.

However, when he heard the thunder say that a large number of warships were needed, Shaun Sr. understood, and besides, he would go to great lengths to push for the acquisition.

Battleships mean power, the more warships, the stronger the family's strength, if you rely purely on the way of purchase, it is not cost-effective, if you want to pull out a large fleet, it will cost more gold than you can imagine.

The interests in the inland sea are really touching, and picking up a purple fishman is three hundred gold grads, and old Sean also knows some of Lei Ming's thoughts, Lei Ming also wants to breed purple fish people, but because the number of warships in his hands is insufficient, so this plan has not been implemented so far.

"Good!" said old Sean solemnly, and he would do it as a matter of priority. (To be continued.) )