The subordinates dispersed and carried out their own tasks.
Now that the population exceeds 10,000, it can be regarded as a big business.
The stone mines in Green Ridge, the coal mines in Raven Ridge, and the construction of roads all need to be managed by manpower.
"Whew, I'm still busy."
Aemon held his head high and thought of the red card he had gotten first.
The mind moves, and the induction in the dark is stirred.
"Shh
Womisol glanced down, found the driver's location, and carried him to the mountain lair.
Plop puff!
The dragon's nest was covered in dust and covered in black dragon dung.
Aemon rolled in the air and nearly fell on dragon dung.
"Roar!"
Vormisore selectively ignored it, and his huge body fell to his stomach.
The ground shook, kicking up more dust.
Eamon's choking cough, not to mention how bad it was.
Take out the red card [Heavenly Bronze] and clasp it in the depths of the dragon's lair.
[Heavenly Bronze]: "Do you place natural copper ore?" "
Yes/No.
Aemon fanned the dust and didn't hesitate to say yes.
In the past, I didn't have to worry about the drawbacks of the river valley, and I couldn't change the basic plate by placing copper mines.
At present, building cities and towns is taking one step at a time, and there are no worries.
Airplanes!
The red card shattered in an instant, turning into a flaming red firefly that burrowed into the solid rock formation that had burned in the dragon's nest.
Familiar special effects, familiar sense of fluctuations.
Thundered!
The mountain shook slightly, as if the earth dragon had turned over.
The tremor at the foot of the mountain was slight, and those who were interested still noticed it and couldn't help but show horror.
Before he could scream, the tremor suddenly disappeared.
"Hey, that's it?"
Aemon touched the rock formations and couldn't see any difference from before.
"Roar!"
Vormisor's pupils shrank suddenly, keenly aware of a change in the nest.
People and dragons have the same heart.
Aemon was stunned, and felt something.
"Yes, natural copper ore exists in the mountain, and it has to be explored from the foot of the mountain."
Aemon smiled slightly, quite a kind of debt-free and light relaxation.
Finally, we made full use of the resources at hand and got rid of the poor life of being controlled by others.
"There is a mine in this king's house!"
Aemon spoke arrogantly.
"Roar!"
Wormythor let out a low roar and crawled deep into the dragon's lair to lie down.
The driver gets sick from time to time and doesn't have to pay attention.
"By the way, I haven't flipped the cards today."
Eamon's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but rub his hands.
For the [Magic Card Board], I have summed up some experience over the years.
The cards that are usually dealt are all ordinary goods.
Whenever there is a big event, it will take out good things.
"Look at the goods."
Aemon couldn't wait.
The brilliant panel opens, and the white mist gathers and disperses, swirling around the three unopened cards.
The fingers poked three times in a row, and the cards turned over.
One blue, one purple, one blue.
Kiss!
Pale blue and bright purple are intertwined, as if the moon and the morning sun are on the same day, washing away the thin white mist.
"It's purple!"
Eamon's eyes widened.
From left to right, the three cards are:
[Bronze Armor]: Bronze armor with runes inscribed, which is said to have the effect of protecting the wearer.
Exchange price: 300 points of essence
[Bronze Sacred Tree]: The dragons of Ancient Valyria will be red when they see it.
Exchange price: 2000 Essence
[Secret Treasure - Blood Source Fruit]: After consumption, it accelerates the growth rate of the body.
Exchange price: 500 Essence.
"Second Blood Fruit!?"
Eamon's hand was faster than his brain, and he poked it, turned his head and shouted, "Vormisor, open your mouth!" "
"Roaring ..."
Vormisore opened his eyes in frustration, his jagged fangs exposed.
A red fruit was thrown with a clatter, slammed into the Cracked Dragon's Kiss, and rolled down into the bloody mouth.
"Gollum~~"
Vormisor's body stiffened, his bronze vertical pupils bloomed, and his scarlet tongue rolled into his abdomen.
It felt the power.
"How's it going?"
Aemon looked forward to it.
Gray Shadow ate a Blood Source Fruit, which not only made up for the deficit of perennial starvation, but also skyrocketed in size by two meters.
Vormisor is a gifted dragon and doesn't know how much benefit he can get.
"Roar!"
Vormisor raised his eyes cautiously, yelled at the pilot, and slowly closed his eyelids.
It's going to sleep.
Sleep stores nutrients, and in the same way promotes nutrient absorption.
Eamon, sensing its intentions, asked no more.
Let Vormisol get a good night's sleep and wake up at a glance.
"There are two more cards, and this one costs ..."
Aemon looked back at the card board, his eyes falling on the new purple card, a look of hesitation.
It's not that 2000 points of essence are expensive.
Instead, he thinks it's low.
The previous [Qionglou Yuyu] and [Bronze Wall] were exchanged for 4,000 Essence and 6,000 Essence respectively.
Reasoning empirically:
The price of gray card and white card is around the essence of ten points.
Green is above 50 points of essence and less than 120 points of essence.
Blue is above 120 Essence, and 500 Essence is capped.
Purple is about 500 points or more, not more than 3,000 points.
Red has a minimum of 3,000 essences, and temporarily exceeds 10,000 essences.
He has never been out of gold, and the price is predicted to be tens of thousands.
The 2,000-point purple card in front of me is worth a conscience.
Kiss!
Aemon poked his finger and exchanged the [Bronze Divine Wood].
The purple card is the first time I've encountered it, and there's no reason to give up.
[Bronze Divine Tree]: "Card activation conditions, please place on a small copper vein greater than or equal to." "
"It's just made for me."
Aemon raised an eyebrow and put the card in place in the dragon's lair.
There was a patch of dirt in that location, and above it was a naturally formed cavern that shone day and night.
Airplanes!
The purple card shattered in an instant, turning into bronze-colored particles of light that converged into a small tree three feet tall.
When Aemon saw it clearly, doubts appeared in his eyes.
The small tree is as thick as a wrist, and its entire body is like a bronze cast, and its smooth bark has a metallic sheen.
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Bang Bang!
Aemon struck the stone with a crunch of metal colliding.
"Genuine bronze wood!"
Who is not surprised to see it.
On closer inspection, it can be seen that the small bronze tree has three branches, each with three bronze leaves.
A branch has a bell on it, a bronze bird stands on a branch, and a disc resembling the sun on a branch.
The bronze leaves are lifelike, with clear veins on the surface and faint halos.
Aemon was surprised, "What's the use of this bronze divine wood?" "
The introduction is too concise, and it only says that the dragon kings of ancient Valyria will be blushing when they see it.
If it is a product of this world of ice and fire, it is difficult to exist in ancient Valyria, and even the products of the time when the Valyrians first discovered the Fourteen Fire Peaks.
Or maybe sooner?
Aemon lowered his head in deep thought and muttered to himself, "Placing the Bronze Divine Tree in the Dragon's Lair is a correct choice, and it must not be discovered. "
There is magic in Westeros, but this kind of cross-generational product is the way to chaos after all.
Something will happen when you are born.
"It's still a long time, study it slowly."
Immon couldn't hide his joy as he checked the last blue card.
[Bronze Armor]: 300 Essence Redemption.
Looked at the golden hourglass below: [Essence number: 127]
A month and a half ago, it was as high as 2197 points.
Four dragon eggs provide a steady supply of 120 Essence per month, including the White Deer, six pieces of bronze armor, a dragon bone bow, twin Valyrian daggers, and more...
A total of about 100 points are provided.
Together, it's just 220 points.
In a month and a half, it is the output of 330 points of essence.
Just now he exchanged for the [Bronze Divine Tree] and a Blood Source Fruit, and the number of essences was sharply reduced to 127 points.
It's spicy!
Once back to before liberation.
Aemon slapped his head and said regretfully: "The essence is not enough, I already knew that I would not exchange that bronze shield." "
Bronze armor rumored to protect the wearer, it was a coveted treasure for the Royce family.
"I hope it can be refreshed next time."
Aemon shook his head and glanced at the edge of the dragon's lair.
Vormisol fell asleep.
The mountain is so high, how can he go down.
...
Time flies, another month passes.
It was August.
The valley is busy, and there are hard-working figures sweating everywhere.
To the north of the low city wall.
A silver-haired figure with bare arms, holding an iron plow, plows a furrow in the fertile meadow.
"Huh~~"
The brown colt pulling the plough was whipped and re-plowed in a different direction, and the furrow was exactly the same depth and width.
"It's finished."
Aemon wiped his sweat and smiled happily.
The valley was busy everywhere, and he couldn't be idle.
Find the two old men, Black Bone and Xia Ga, and forge a curved plough with pig iron.
I originally wanted to build an iron plow, but the iron plough needed more efficient kinetic energy.
In Westeros, the pony and the plough are better suited to the small and lightweight curved plow.
"Prince, is this what you call the dragon's mouth plow?"
Johanna was in disbelief and rubbed the black haired super fat cat in her arms.
The effectiveness of this plough far exceeds that of the current plough of the Seven Powers.
Shocked by the same shock, there were hundreds of peasant women who had been specially called to watch.
They were all peasant families who migrated from the northwest of Rune City, and there were more than 800 households in total, totaling 2,670 people.
The men of the family were involved in the construction of the walls, leaving the women alone in the empty houses.
Farmers can't be idle, so they want to reclaim small plots of land and grow some home-cooked food to reduce their expenses.
It was when Aemon saw them struggling to reclaim the land that he came up with the idea of making a ... Dragon's mouth plow.
The plow invented by the Targaryens, a bit of a dragon, is a bit of a dragon.
Coraksio's dragon kiss was sharp, like a plowshare.
"Prince, can the dragon's mouth plow be popularized?"
As the head of the house, Johannah takes the land of her realm very seriously.
Aemon laughed, "Of course, this is the original version, and it will be made of wood with toughness in the future, and the finished product can also be lowered." "
"Your Royal Highness!"
"Thank Heavenly Father for His Wisdom ..."
"..."
The peasant women's eyes lit up, and they rushed forward and surrounded His Royal Highness.
Eamon:...
After the warrior descended to earth, another heavenly Father bestowed it.
It's all because they usually give a cold face to the Gaoshan clan, and they are too easy-going to the first batch of leaders.
"His Royal Highness ... Prince"
The peasant women stretched out their hands and wept with joy.
His Royal Highness had previously promised that they would be given a new type of dragon's beak plough, and that a group of stone-pulling oxen would be sent to help clear the land.
Such a benevolent person, the image is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
The former prince and lord are gone, and they all call out to His Royal Highness from the bottom of their hearts.
"Calm down, everyone, one day Riverdale will be full of fertile fields so that everyone will not go hungry."
Aemon feigned composure and spoke encouragingly.
But in the face of the raging love of the peasant women, it was really a little overwhelming.
Also, who is taking the opportunity to touch on him.
His innocence!