[In another week, he was discharged from the hospital, and this time he was really suffering from hunger and illness. 】

Since that day, the slaves and craftsmen of Longxu Fort have worked hard like clockwork machines, and everyone has been tirelessly busy, and Longxu Fort has gradually taken shape at a rare and astonishing speed.

As Meng Yang's meditation time continued to extend, Ruoyi was overjoyed but embarrassed to find that the magic potion she had carried enough to practice for a year had run out.

Finding that the meridians could no longer withstand more magic transformation, Ruoyi had to wake up from meditation, she secretly sighed, unconsciously, she had been meditating and cultivating with Meng Yang for three months, and what made her even more amazed was that Meng Yang had prepared the materials for building the magic arrow tower, and had prepared a large number of third- and fourth-level magic crystals.

If she looked at her body, the silver-white magic beads were slowly turning, and seventy points of mana were stored in it, and if she increased her magic power a little more, she would become a seventh-level magician. This undoubtedly made her happy.

The progress of the main fort of Longxu Fort is very fast, it is about to be capped, and the construction of the east and west forts is also nearing completion, using a large number of magic resistance materials, this is what Ruoyi knows, she did not expect Meng Yang to mobilize the enthusiasm of craftsmen and slaves for work, and it has such a great effect. Longxu Fort, which was originally expected to be completed in a year, is afraid that it will be fully completed in another month.

And at that time, it was time for her to direct the construction of the Magic Arrow Tower, Ruoyi thought it was all too incredible, and she also understood that the person who created this miracle was next door.

She noticed that in recent months there had always been some of the slaves who had been given a chance to rest, and they had followed Andal in the square in front of the West Fort, training like sergeants. Almost all the slaves received this kind of training, because the slaves had never used magic potions or fighting potions, so they had no magic power and fighting energy, but Andal's training intensity was very high, and Ruoyi felt that this training intensity was the same as the training of the elite armies of those great lords.

Could it be that Meng Yang wants all the soldiers to be soldiers?

As soon as this thought arose, it lingered in Ruoyi's mind. She thought that the large number of weapons and armor purchased by Meng Yang was enough to equip more than 10,000 people, and the total population of Longxu was only more than 5,000 people.

What surprised him even more was that Old Ford personally went into battle, also in the form of rotational rest, and let the slaves receive his training in a newly set up tent: to read and write!

"They actually taught slaves to read and write! God, what the hell is in Mengyang's head?"

If it is clear from nature, whether Andal or Old Ford did it, it was all instructed by Meng Yang. What she didn't understand was what Monyan was spending so much energy on the slaves.

It wasn't until one day, when Old Ford came to the outside of the Mengyang hut with a slave in his thirties who was well-muscled and had a calm face, that Ruoyi knew what was going on.

"Master, the slaves spontaneously elected Colefort as their representative, and asked him to make a request to their master. Old Ford reported loudly outside the door.

"Well, you let Coliford in. "The inside of the house is gentle and authentic.

Colefo reverently straightened his clothes, and then hunched over into the cabin of Monyan.

Ruoyi was very curious that the slaves had elected representatives to meet the lord, which was not a good sign, and suddenly felt that something interesting was about to happen, so he listened intently.

"On behalf of the five thousand slaves of Longxu, Colifu visited his master. ”

"Oh, your name is Colford, and you're in good shape. Why did you choose you to see me?"

"Master, we 5,000 people are grateful for your care and shelter, after all our slaves deliberated and voted, we unanimously decided to ask the master to turn our 5,000 people into your blood slaves, in this life and this life, we are all slaves of the master, listen to the master's words, do what the master explains, and regard the Dragon Ruins as our home. We will use our hard work and sweat to build Longxu stronger and make our homeland more prosperous. Please grant our request, this is the only way we can show our loyalty to you!"

Touch!

Ruoyi's heart was beating wildly, and she heard Clifford fall to her knees, but what shocked her was Clifford's words.

Since ancient times, she had never heard of a slave taking the initiative to ask his master to turn him into a blood slave, and this was not an impulsive decision of two slaves, but a unanimous decision of five thousand slaves.

She suddenly understood that everything Meng Yang had been doing was imperceptibly influencing the slaves, and it was the bits and pieces that had accumulated over time that made the slaves finally make this terrible decision collectively.

"Meng Yang really has such a huge magical power?" Ruoyi really couldn't figure it out.

Meng Yang said gently: "Colifu, I can see that you are a bloody man, since everyone elected you and made this request to me, I can't immediately refuse your wishes." However, you have to think clearly, once you become my blood slave, you will only have me as a master in this life, have you thought about it?"

"If we go back to the master, we have all thought about it, and ask the master to hold the ceremony immediately!"

"Colliford, you go back and tell them that in three days, the blood slave ceremony will be held, but this time I will only select three hundred people from among you to become blood slaves, and I will tell you what conditions are needed to become my blood slaves, you go down!"

"Yes, master, the little one is gone. ”

After Old Ford left with Colifo, Ruoyi was still in a deep shock, and she couldn't figure out why the slave who couldn't ask for it voluntarily turned into a blood slave, why Meng Yang still had to push back.

Just as he was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard Old Ford outside the door whispering: "Ruoyi girl, the master asked me to send you some items." ”

Ruoyi opened the door and saw Old Ford holding a one-foot-square wooden box, so he asked, "Old Ford, what is this?"

Old Ford smiled, "Girl, this is a gift from our master. ”

Ruoyi hesitated to take it, and old Ford turned around and left.

Opening the box, twenty bottles of medium-grade magic potions neatly exuded a vague fragrance, appearing in front of Ruoyi's eyes, making her breath stagnate.

"This Meng Yang is really generous, he gave me twenty bottles of intermediate potions in one go. Strange, how does he know I'm short of magic potions?"

Ruo Yi's face flushed, and he said in his heart: "Could it be that this guy has been secretly observing me?"

After taking a few drops of the potion, Ruoyi began to meditate on her own, as she found that she didn't know when Monyang next door had left the room.

On a ridge, Monyan was communicating with Byron, thousands of miles away, using magical teleportation paper.

Recently, he has been keeping in touch with Byron, and Burning Sky is not by his side, because Burning Sky has eaten gold leaves and magic crystals for several months, and finally reached the advanced conditions and fell into a deep sleep.

Byron told the Monyan Zig Chamber of Commerce about the handling of the last conflict, and it was said that because Ariel was a close confidant of Ulahan, the chief treasurer of the Dulong Branch, he was particularly angry, but considering that Monyan had made a gold coin compensation and was a large buyer of the Sieg Chamber of Commerce, Ulahan had to temporarily calm down his anger. However, Ulahan is a first-class high-level thief, arrogant, and will be revenged, and he must have recorded this hatred.

And Byron's position authority in the Chamber of Commerce is not as high as Ullahhan, and he has been suppressed by Urahan. There is nothing he can do about this matter, but he is applying, according to Meng Yang's instructions, to apply for privileges from the top management under the gimmick of Longxu's designation to only cooperate with the Dragon Descending Chamber of Commerce.

At present, the approval has not been issued.

As for the other thing that Meng Yang was most concerned about, it was the battle in the Longquan Forest.

According to Byron's summons, the 8,000 elite army led by Iniesta joined Amanda's army of 30,000 and had fought many bloody battles in the western part of the Longquan Forest. And the three sons of the Viscount were extremely brave on the battlefield, and they won several battles and were personally commended by the Earl.

It is said that all three sides suffered heavy losses, and so far, about 100,000 soldiers have been killed in the battle.

And the three earls seem to be going to end the war soon in the form of tripartite talks, and as for the outcome of the talks, no one can predict.

However, Byron happily mentioned that in the near future, he would send a special batch of slaves and craftsmen to Monyan, the kind that Monyan expected.

At the end of his life, Byron solemnly reminded Meng Yang that the supply of magic potions and Dou Qi potions was limited by the top level of the Chamber of Commerce, and now his maximum authority was to provide Meng Yang with a dosage of medicine that could meet the normal cultivation of a thousand second-level professionals every year. Unless, the privilege he applied for can be approved.

And then there was that, after sending that special batch of slaves and craftsmen, there was not much money left for Monyan to give Byron.

Byron brought Monyon to the attention of the three barons who were about to return, and was sure that something would be done against him.

Monyan then asked Byron for a list of acquisitions by the Ziggy Chamber of Commerce.

Monyan fell into deep thought.

Byron was about to send slaves with training potential, and skilled blacksmiths, no doubt, otherwise according to Monyan's estimates, the money would not have been spent so quickly.

Gold coins are important, but the medicine is the biggest heart disease hanging in Meng Yang's heart.

Old Ford has lost his strength, he is just an ordinary person, and it is really difficult to let him play in the underground potion room alone and support the future potion consumption of the entire Dragon Ruin.

Some time ago, in the training of slaves, Old Ford consciously explained a lot of medicinal herb knowledge, from the shape, growth area and so on.

Once these slaves passed Monyang's Blood Slave Assessment, they would be the first to use the purchased potions, and the two potions that Monyan was now stockpiling in his treasury could make up to a thousand people become second-level professionals.

The second-level professional was far from being able to travel freely in the nearby barren mountains to collect medicinal herbs, but Meng Yang had no skills and no better way. The refining of potions requires a large number of herbs and various magical materials.

Gathering herbs is far more time-consuming and energy-consuming than collecting magical materials.

Meng Yang knew that the construction of the Magic Arrow Tower would soon be carried out, so today Colifu took the initiative to request the blood slave, which was actually a matter of course and Meng Yang was looking forward to it.

There is essentially no difference between forcibly turning a slave into a blood slave and a slave taking the initiative to become a blood slave, but in fact, the difference is still very big.

Because, slaves are also human beings, they also have seven emotions and six desires, and they also have their own independent thinking. Sometimes, when a person is forced to be afraid of death, the potential that bursts out is extremely terrifying.

The slaves willingly became blood slaves, this is the highest level of blood slaves, the purest and purest blood slaves. It is said to be equivalent to the effect of the Purdue Spirit, a ninth-level magic that can only be cast by a third-level great magician.

Meng Yang calculated that there was not much left of the magic materials and magic crystals collected during this time, except for the construction of the magic arrow tower and the future use of potion refining and equipment production, even if they were sold to the Qige Chamber of Commerce, they would not be able to exchange for many gold coins.

Of course, the layout of the basement of the main fort was kept secret, and it was only old Ford and him who knew the real purpose.

And another piece of good news that made Meng Yang excited was that Andal had cultivated his Dou Qi two months ago and condensed his Dou Qi Beads, because of the continuous use of the Intermediate Dou Qi Elixir, this guy's Dou Qi momentum had grown like a broken bamboo, and he had recently broken through twenty points in one fell swoop, which was equivalent to a third-level warrior with the lowest strength.

Meng Yang knew that it was because of the potion and because Andal himself was qualified, and he had been training hard with the slaves according to the training method designed by Meng Yang, and it was inevitable that there would be such progress.

Andal's success gave Meng Yang a glimpse of the incomparably brilliant future of Longxu.