More than two months have passed, and the construction of Thunder Cliff has reached its end. The cave where Mo Yan was originally located had been shoveled to the ground, and the prototype of a not-so-large but delicate castle had begun to appear. Goblins who had completed the construction of other places were sent here to work under a group of gray dwarves.

These gray dwarves were sent from Santos, and they were originally slaves, but they were pardoned by Mo Yan and took the status of citizens of Thunder Bluff. The main thing is to use the iron transported from the mining area to build weapons in the Thunder Cliff, and to command the goblins to build Mo Yan's castle. It's not a lot, and there is a salary and vacation every month, which is a lot better than many monsters.

Originally, when Mo Yan proposed the need for these gray dwarves, Ash and Jill were against it. Because most of these gray dwarves in the dungeon are doing slave work, the drow elves are worried that these gray dwarves will riot as soon as they come into contact with their weapons, causing damage to Thunder Bluff. Of course, these are just the statements of the drow elves, but in fact, they are worried that the gray dwarves will gain Mo Yan's support.

Today, Thunder Cliff has a complete infrastructure, not only a small park, but also a number of taverns and inns, and many shops selling various luxury goods are used in the commercial street. Let the Salts who came to Thunder Bluff and the gray dwarves who finished their work entertain and spend. Now the existence of Thunder Cliff is almost a matter known to the entire Elan.

After all, every day Thunder Bluff has a large number of weapons, as well as a variety of products, which are sold to various villages and even towns throughout Elam. And the spider cloth of the drow elves in the drow is extremely sought-after in that place. Although I don't know how Thunder Bluff got these things in large quantities, it doesn't hinder the enthusiasm of the Salts.

During this period, Santa Fe City once protested against the City of Parliament, saying that he had confirmed the existence of the monster city at the beginning. Ask the council city to call delegates and gather an army to go on a crusade against this Thunder Bluff, which killed a thousand Salt warriors. If Santa Fe had made such a request two months ago, there might have been hope that it would have been passed.

But Thunder Cliff, which has established trade relations with most of the villages in Elam. The various villages, which have a lot of trade every day, obviously do not want to be destroyed in Thunder Bluff. What's more, the town built by this monster did not attack the village, and the willingness to make peace was obvious to all.

And Santa Fe, who had already used up the order to convene the council, could not even let the deputies go to the city of parliament to convene the council. I can only suppress the indignation in the city while trying to find a way to unite some towns that are relatively close to each other to see if we can form a coalition army.

After the fall of the hammer, Santa Fe no longer had the strength to form a decent army.

"Hey Rook. Aruba, who walked into the tavern, looked at Luke sitting at the bar, took the initiative to greet him, and said, "What are you here to buy?"

"I haven't seen you in a while, Aruba, I'm here to buy some weapons. Rook looked at Aruba, who was sitting next to him, and said, "Some time ago, another caravan of Carthage came, and all the weapons in the village were sold. The village chief asked me to buy some and see if there were any other things to bring to the village. ”

"Yes. Aruba sighed and said, "I haven't been back for a while, and I don't know what happened to the village." ”

"The village has changed a lot now. Luke took a sip of the honey wine in the glass in front of him and said, "Since there are no more monsters to disturb them, the fields outside the village have expanded a lot. Now that they are all planted with wheat, it will be a good harvest by the time of the harvest. Unfortunately, however, the newly expanded blacksmith shop in the village was closed. ”

That's no way around it. Aruba shook his head and said, "The weapons produced by Thunder Cliff every day are not comparable to even the entire Elam Estimation, not to mention that the skills of those dwarves are much stronger than ours. The money for the weapons was all earned by Mo Yan, and we couldn't rob him. ”

"Well, though the blacksmith shop is closed. Rook smiled and said, "But in general, we are still making money, after all, those Carthaginian merchants will only buy weapons from us, and they will not dare and will not come here." The difference in the middle, although it is not much, is enough to earn in the village.

Now many people in the village are wearing spider silk clothes, and I don't know where they got those things. Many of Lobito's weavers have lost their jobs and are looking for work like our blacksmiths. Although the monsters here are very worrying, there is nothing that can be done. ”

"Don't worry about safety. Aruba said, "Now most of the monsters in the city are in the military camp in the north of the city, and there are only a few goblins in the streets. ”

"I can't believe that half a year ago it was a small cave, but now it's a town. Luke said with emotion: "And the village seems to be a little inseparable, this monster city that has provided so many things to the village." ”

"yes. Aruba sighed and said, "But we can't do anything about it, after all, others produce much better things than ours." But if we can also enslave those monsters and let them work for us......"

"Dragon, a black dragon!" was Aruba just as he was talking about it, but suddenly a lot of people burst into the bar, screaming loudly.

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"Nearly three thousand gold coins have been credited to our accounts this month, and we will have a surplus of more than two thousand three hundred, excluding the maintenance of the city and the wages that need to be paid. Lilith said while reporting to Mo Yan: "The supply of spider silk cloth in the dungeon has reached its limit, although the mechanical production method is used, but due to the number of cave assassins, the production of spider silk has reached a bottleneck. ”

"Then let Ashga breed spiders. Mo Yan looked at the castle under construction outside the window and said, "At present, we don't need too much spider silk cloth, but in order to expand production in the future, we still need to expand the production of spider silk." The cave remains as it is, mainly in stone and in the construction of the castle. ”

"Okay. Lilith recorded Mo Yan's words and said, "In addition, regarding diplomacy, there are several villages that are far away, hoping to establish trade relations directly with Thunder Cliff, and their envoys will arrive in a few days. ”

"yes, I see. Mo Yan nodded and said, "How are the roads under construction now, and how far have they been built?"

"The road to Cabinda and Balchik has been completely stoned. The road to Dalobito is currently being built and is almost half completed. However, the werewolf in charge of building the protection reported that he discovered Santa Fe's peeping. ”

"Then withdraw the goblins that were built. Mo Yan thought for a moment and said, "Then write a letter to Lobito and tell them why we stopped building the road." ”

"Yes. Lilith nodded and said, "Then that's the situation for the time being, Vivien and I will give your orders." ”

After Lilith left Mo Yan's room, Mo Yan walked to the balcony, sat on a beach chair, and looked at the blue sky and white clouds in a daze. That's right, after dealing with what he needed to do for the day, Mo Yan spent most of his time in a daze. In this world where there is no Internet and no movies, Mo Yan can only pass the time in a daze in his spare time.

Originally, a gladiatorial arena was also established in the city, but after watching a few gladiatorial battles, Mo Yan also lost interest. Once it touched on the combat side, all the movements seemed to be slowed down in Mo Yan's eyes, except for giving Mo Yan time to comment on the unprofessionalism of these monsters' battles, they did not play the slightest role in entertainment.

There are many Salts who work in Thunder Cliff, or come to Thunder Cliff to buy, where do they like to spend their time. The Salts, who had never seen a gladiatorial fight, loved this very trendy form of entertainment to the point that they would even end up playing themselves. According to Aruba, many of the cities of Salt have begun to build their own gladiatorial arenas.

Mo Yan also thought about writing some dramas and getting a troupe to come out to pass the time. However, it was found that the Salts had no artistic cells at all, and the Salts had no hobbies other than fighting, and it was really difficult for them to know anything about entertainment.

Just when Mo Yan was thinking about when to go fishing or something, there was a chirp in the sky that Mo Yan had never heard before, which roughly meant in Mo Yan's ears: "Wow puppet!!

"That's ...... Dragon?" Squinting at the black figure that was slowly getting bigger in the air, and the crisp roar from time to time, Mo Yan felt that he had a boring time, and finally had something to pass the time.

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Ask for collections, ask for recommendations, and sure enough, it's time for something as magical as a dragon to appear.