After the territory idol Ninia passed through the *** made of magic spider silk, she also changed from shy resistance at the beginning to love it.

Later, she blushed and asked the lord to give two more pairs to replace - don't get me wrong, this is not that the girl wants to show off her master, but because the *** lining is a necessary equipment when marching on horseback.

The production was not large, but the civilian goods had already been sold to various countries through trade routes, and the nobles of Herod saw the benefits and were willing to buy them at a high price of twenty gold coins per pair.

Whether it is supplied or not depends on the mood of the lord, after all, the demon spider grows in the demon domain, and only the silver dragon castle has the local raw material supply and processing capacity.

Even if someone could get their hands on spider silk, without the Lich's detoxification mysticism, these tough and sticky filaments would just be suicide and murder props.

In fact, the reason why the supply is insufficient is not because the demand is not strong, but because they are all cut off by people.

The lord also had difficulties, and under the soft grinding and hard bubbles of the "enchanting witch" Kiraya, he agreed to give his sister a large supply, so that her dependents and her people could use it for fun and squandering.

What can the succubi do with ***, Vincent doesn't care, anyway, if he wants to have a good time, Kiraya has to learn from him.

As long as the price offered by the Countess of the Blood Forest is high enough and the information provided by various countries is enough, this transaction will not be a loss.

Of course, when the gold coins are earned, Vincent has no worldly desire to spend his days drinking, he needs a lot of money to develop, and the income from light industry must be used to feed other industries in the territory that have not yet started.

For heavy industry, the money earned from light industry and agriculture is not enough, and it has not been rewarded for a long time, especially in the other world where magic reigns supreme.

Even so, the heavy industry of the territory must be established, and the dwarven towns in the Whistling Mountains offer this valuable possibility.

In a place where the initial industrial base is already in place and everyone makes a living from it, it is not necessary to build from scratch, but more to renovate and upgrade the existing workshops of the dwarves.

The dwarven town itself is close to the raw material production area, and the location is quite good, the terrain is flat, slightly sloping, and the area of the mountain clearing is sufficient, but the water source is a problem.

In order to solve this problem, Vincent not only sent his subordinates, but also asked the silver dragon, who gazed at the lamb every day, to modify the terrain a little, and introduce the main stream of the mountains into the town.

The dragon's breath is extremely hot, and it can also control the force freely, and the melted rock lava cools down to form a nearly vitrified channel, allowing the spring water to flow in without the need for concrete and waterproofing.

At present, Vincent is riddled with everything and has no time to work in a cement factory, but Yinlong has helped him save a lot of work.

"Do you see how powerful Yu is?" The silver dragon proudly said to Vincent, "What you have to wait for a few months to complete, you can do in a few moments."

"I've never seen anyone make such a big contribution to the territory in such a short period of time." Vincent complimented, "A statue to commemorate your exploits is still too little."

"The statue is really good, but I'm confused." The silver dragon unexpectedly did not rejoice, but instead showed a distressed expression, "The gold nugget on the statue is too small, give it ...... I can't fight it."

It was a great sadness that the Lamb could not be assembled, and Vincent had been watching the silver dragon for several days looking at the statue of the Lamb in a daze, stretching out his huge claws and not daring to move rashly, and retracting in a stupid manner—the look was really funny and pitiful.

The huge body has become a problem anyway, and the majestic dragon claws have also become a burden.

"It's too hard to make the Lamb bigger, or ...... Can you make a lamb of wood?" Vincent asked tentatively, "I can find a way to paint you with gold paint, and the appearance should not be much different."

"Gold is gold, irreplaceable, irrefutable, irrefutable." The silver dragon's tail crackled on the ground, and simply refused, "Yu is not a pretentious elf, and he doesn't like wood!"

Yinlong's actions were a bit childish, but it was really a difficult thing to do.

In fact, Vincent also knew that wood was not good, and that such a large wood could be processed into the first generation of brothers

Playing with the size is not an easy thing either.

"Great dragon, your power is unparalleled in the world, can you shrink your body?" Vincent thought about it from a different perspective, "If it was reduced to the size of me, you could play with my toys as you pleased."

This was an irresponsible remark, but Vincent was surprised to find that instead of being angry, the silver dragon showed a look of serious consideration.

No way? I suggested it casually, it won't be taken seriously, right?

"It sounds like a viable idea, but after four hundred years, Yu happens to be a little tired of this body." The silver dragon said to himself, "The dragon's body restricts Yu's growth, so it's time to consider transforming into a form......

Could it be that the dragons really have this kind of growing pains?

As a steady leader, Vincent didn't intend to ask too much, he said goodbye to the silver dragon that was lost in thought, and planned to ask his chief magician about the dragon when he returned.

Maybe the top students of the High Academy of Magic can know more about this kind of thing.

In any case, the initial project of repairing the canal took less than half a day with the help of the dragon.

The clear stream flowed into the town, and passed through the town's workshop area, enough to meet the needs of the local people.

For sewage treatment, Vincent still came up with the classic slime purification method, allowing slimes that can adsorb and purify bacteria to multiply in large numbers in the town and treat filtered industrial sewage and domestic sewage.

The slime with too much heavy metal and chemical toxin in the body is equivalent to an enrichment machine, which can be collected and recycled later, or recycled, and the slime enters a dormant state, is placed in a barrel sealed with wax and metal, and stored in an empty mine that is not in use.

When Ninia asked about the usefulness of these poisonous slimes, Vincent had already made a plan.

"If there are enemies in the territory, you can't do without a weapon of destruction."

Ninia thought about it for a moment and couldn't help but shudder.

"Whoever is as stupid as the Herodians and wants to oppose me, I will encapsulate these things and throw them on their land with flying monsters to use as biological weapons."

Ninia was terrified of this terrible deterrent, but she didn't think it was unreasonable when she thought of what the Knights of Hirod and the mercenaries had done.

Didn't the lord often say, "If a person does not offend me, I will not offend anyone, but if a person offends me, I will become a dead person in seconds"?

It's a reassuring attitude for the people of their own territory.

On that day, Vincent was not idle, he was like competing with the big dragon, and he also gave the territory a little demon shock.