"Stand upright, take a break. There was a shouting from the schoolyard where the barbarians were.

These contents sound familiar, yes, it is the content of military training, on the earth, Mo Xuan is not a soldier who came out of the army, he has only participated in the military training of college students, he has to make this specious set of military training syllabus half by memorization and half by thinking, and Atwood, who is the highest military literacy in Flame City, was pulled by Mo Xuan as an instructor.

Mo Xuan, who was standing on the side as an overseer, looked at this group of dead and alive barbarians who had been drilled with great satisfaction.

What kind of race are the barbarians, all the people are soldiers, and there is nothing wrong with the military superiority, and even a teenager and a half-year-old in the barbarian tribe is a qualified hunter.

They do not lack force, but as a soldier, especially in order to be a qualified soldier, they lack the most basic discipline, fortunately these barbarians are very obedient, although often make mistakes, but no one is tired.

And a successful army, whether it is in the execution of orders or in the formation of formations, these are all based on good discipline.

"They have a tough nerve. That's what Mo Xuan said about these barbarians.

As the days passed, Benedict had already bought shops in three cities, waiting for the furniture to arrive.

However, Benedict wrote that in all the cities that were ransacked, there was a legend of a wise man. Seeing this, Mo Xuan smiled, knowing that this was him.

And then there is another story in these cities, the story of a cunning devil who cheated most of the nobles out of their property. This is talking about him again, and then Mo Xuan smiled helplessly, he has already made people so miserable and still doesn't want to talk about it.

Finally, Benedict said that all the cities had closed the caravan access to Flame City. Mo Xuan suddenly realized, why no caravan has passed here in the past few months, originally thought it was because of the remote location, but now he knows that it is the ghost of these nobles, it seems that they are still not ruthless enough, Mo Xuan thought hatefully.

Mo Xuan, who was extremely bored, came to the craftsman's workshop where various items were made: "Lu Sien, how are those furniture made?" Mo Xuan saw Lu Sien who was still arguing with the craftsman at a glance.

"Mo Xuan is your goddamn blueprint, and the two of us are worrying about what materials to use. Lu Sien pointed to the old man with a hurried face beside him: "What he means is to use low-level materials and sell them to low-level people in large quantities in order to make money." ”

Then Lu Sien pointed to himself again: "I mean that you have to use high-grade materials and sell them to those nobles." ”

"For this reason, according to what I said, you will first use some low-grade materials, and then change to high-grade materials when the profits are sufficient, and our future furniture will not only face the lower class people, but also sell to the nobles of all classes. Mo Xuan said indifferently, it was this simple sentence that solved the problem of the two people arguing: "When the time comes, I will add all kinds of magic runes to these furniture, so that these homes can have various effects and sell them all over the continent." ”

"By the way, Lu Sien, how is the glass? As soon as the topic changed, Mo Xuan took Lu Sien and walked towards other places, leaving an excited old man behind.

"Fortunately, according to what you said, the sand was really burned into glass, but there are a lot of impurities in it. As he spoke, Lu Sien began to worry again, and looked at Mo Xuan with a sad face: "If you still have any ideas, just say them all! This one by one is jumping out, it's really unbearable, I am a craftsman and not an all-knowing and all-powerful craftsman god." ”

Well, Mo Xuan came back to it, there were too many things thrown to Lu Sien these days, I'm afraid the dwarves couldn't digest them for a while.

Thinking of this, Mo Xuan looked at Lu Sien with apologetic expression: "This, Lu Sien, you can take care of it more, you see that there are really no people who can use the big cats and kittens in the territory now, otherwise you can recommend someone to me to share your pressure." After speaking, Mo Xuan looked at Lu Sien expectantly.

As soon as I heard that Lu Sien had a headache about tenacity, but there were few top uses under his hands, it was almost impossible to be a small leader, if he shared the burden, it was still a little worse, thinking about it, Lu Sien's eyes lit up: "I said, didn't the old man take a group of people to find someone for you? What are you worried about." ”

That's right, I'm in a hurry. At the thought that a large number of dwarves would take refuge, at least in terms of craftsmen, Mo Xuan was happy.

"Don't talk about that, you still have to worry about that glass, I'll invite you to drink when it's over. Mo Xuan patted his chest and assured the dwarf.

As soon as he heard about drinking, all the resentment in the dwarf's heart disappeared: "Okay, you wait for me to get this thing out." Lu Sien rushed to the workshop and began his career of firing glass.

"Lord Viscount, we have found a trace of a fish-man on the shore. A sentry ran up to Mo Xuan and said hurriedly, handing over a few scales in his hand to Mo Xuan.

"Well, it's indeed the breath of a fishman. "The spiritual power is swimming on the scales, and the abundant water element on the scales appears in Mo Xuan's perception, and the one who can have so many water elements attached to it is either a powerful spellcaster or a place with abundant water elements for a long time, and there is a scale in front of him, which means that it must be a fish man.

"With Talik, Atwood told them to assemble in the council hall. Throwing the scales on the table, Mo Xuan instructed the guards beside him.

"Yes. The guard didn't say much, and turned around and walked out as soon as he saluted.

"Yes. Suddenly, Mo Xuan felt that the aura of the water element on one of the scales was extremely powerful: "Is this? Could it be that there are still fish-man spellcasters?"

Then Mo Xuan thought of his own arrangement, even if it was a fish-man spellcaster, as long as it wasn't a flying fish that could fly to the sky, everyone was the same, for that simple generator Mo Xuan had enough confidence, although the efficiency was not very good, and the waste was also very serious, but except for the initial arrangement, those generators almost didn't pay any cost, and because it was a huge generator with a volcano as a boiler, the power was not small at all.

"I won't say anything more, there are already traces of fish-people on the shore. Mo Xuan shook the scales in his hand in front of their eyes.

The pupils of the two contracted at the same time, and the tense aura began to spread, and Talik's breathing began to be heavy, and a bloody aura emanated from his body, and even Atwood felt a little suppressed and looked at this somewhat stupid barbarian in surprise.

Next, Mo Xuan said: "This time Talik stays, and Atwood, you take the City Guard and me to the shore to welcome the arrival of the fishmen." ”

Hearing this, Atwood's expression turned excited, and Talik was depressed.

"Why didn't the lord take me. Talik said with resentment.

"Do you know how to swim?" Mo Xuan asked rhetorically.

Tarik looked ashamed and whispered back, "Well, no. ”