Chapter 113 Return and Changes

"Hey, if I don't tell you, you will naturally know who I am when you get that thing back."

"If you want to know who I am, just work hard, my fellow countrymen, don't be embarrassed."

"I'm waiting for you in the starry sky."

"If I'm still alive, I should be able to meet you again."

"Okay, that's it."

"See you soon."

The young man's figure gradually dissipated, the space bubble was automatically lifted, and the two items naturally fell on the rock pile.

Verin stepped forward and picked up the Druid's Book. He could only read the first few pages, but could not view the following pages.

He picked up the key-shaped seeds again, looked at them, and then put them in his pocket.

"It's really bad fun."

Weilin sighed and went out of the cave from where he came from.

When he left the cave entrance and looked back, he found that the cave entrance had disappeared and was replaced by hard rock.

"First fill in the hole, then return to the Lake of Praying Stars, study according to the instructions in this book, and see if you can become a Druid."

After spending a day filling back the excavated soil, Weilin fetched some water from the well in the city, washed his body, and then lay down on the straw mat to sleep.

Early the next morning, Weilin took the red phosphorus horse, bought some dry food in the city, and then set off.

As for the title deed and house deed of the private house, Weilin put it under a box, wrote a letter and put it inside, and buried it in the ground.

Here, he probably will never come again in this life, so just leave a mysterious blind box to see which lucky person can get the ownership of this house.

After leaving Lando City, Weilin stopped to watch for a while, then put on his mask and set off for the Kurze Province. It had been more than two months since he left the Lake of Prayer for Stars, and it was time to go back.

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Through the Kurze Province teleportation array, Verin returned to the Cardero Province.

Returning here again, Weilin felt that the city was much cleaner, and there were fewer beggars around. It was unclear whether they were sold as slaves or optimized by the governor.

Weilin bought some food and went straight out of the city without making any further stops.

As he got closer to the border, Weilin found that the surrounding noble territories became more desolate and sparsely populated. They were much poorer than when he first arrived two years ago.

"Robbing... robbing."

Several sallow-looking robbers appeared on the road, and it was impossible to distinguish between men and women by their appearance.

"Are you sure you want to rob me?"

Weilin stared at the group of bandits. The aura of his high-ranking silver knight alone overwhelmed the group of people.

"Sir...sir, I...we...don't...dare."

Several bandits knelt on the ground and stammered.

Weilin glanced at it, but without making a move, he patted the red phosphorus horse's butt and continued on his way.

The impact of famine sacrifices caused the surrounding nobles to be short of food and unable to feed so many people. Naturally, many bandits were born.

This situation is very helpless. We can only wait until these two years pass and the situation will get better.

On the way from the provincial capital to the Lake of Prayer for Stars, Weilin encountered no less than fifty groups of bandits, ranging from two to three hundred people, and a few small ones, all of whom looked like they were on the verge of death.

Except for a few extremely vicious bandits who were single-handedly eliminated by Weilin, he didn't care about the other bandits as long as they took the initiative to retreat.

They were essentially a group of free people who couldn't survive. If he fought all the way, he wouldn't be able to reach the Lake of Praying Stars for two months.

After five days, Verin crossed the border and returned to his territory.

In more than two months, Lake of Prayer for Stars has almost changed its appearance.

Close to the border of Cardero Province, a large amount of farmland has been reclaimed, and many malnourished farmers are cultivating, with longing for life on their faces.

Even the roads have been widened a lot.

Weilin remembered that when he left, the road was only two meters wide. Now it was no less than four meters wide, more than twice as wide.

When I returned to Qixing Town, I saw construction sites everywhere. A large number of shirtless young and middle-aged people were working hard. There were not even a few supervisors around. It was all done on their own initiative.

"Lord Lord."

At the gate of the Qixing Town Guards House, soldiers standing guard at the two gates beat their chests and saluted.

Weilin handed the red phosphorus horse to the guard at the door and entered the garrison.

Compared with after leaving, the government agencies in Qixing Town had many more people, most of whom were new faces. However, when they saw Weilin, they all saluted and obviously looked up to his portrait.

"Where is Baird?"

After searching around, I was surprised not to find my manager.

"Lord, Lord Baird is heading to Orlando Town and will not be back until tomorrow morning." A clerk replied respectfully.

"When he comes back, let him come to the castle to find me."

"Yes, Lord Lord."

Weilin left the Qixing Town garrison and rode towards his castle.

After returning to the castle, Verin briefly asked Kyle about the development of the territory, and found that it was far beyond his expectations.

The first is the Lake of Praying Stars. In the 450 square kilometers of land, the population has more than tripled. For this reason, Baird had to divert the excess population to Orlando Town and the pioneering area presided over by Andrew.

In this way, the population under his command has reached close to 80,000, almost catching up with the population of Alcott's cousin's territory.

The influx of too many people forced Baird to continue to expand the size of the militia, recruiting young and middle-aged people on a large scale to either open up wasteland, build roads, expand the city, and even some of them were assigned to clean up the Qingxing Temple. The lake is surrounded by lakes and waterways, so even if it doesn’t allow this group of people to have some leisure time.

The salary is better, three meals a day, 12 hours of work, and no wages.

"What is the composition of this group of people?" Weilin looked at Kyle and asked.

"Lord, as far as I know, 20% of the more than 50,000 new people are serfs. Lord Baird exchanged low-priced grain for them from bankrupt pioneers."

"How many pioneer knights are there in the border areas of Cardro Province?"

"I don't know the specific number, but there should be no more than five companies, and they are all on the verge of bankruptcy."

Weilin touched his chin and said to himself: "It seems that in the next ten years, no noble descendants will come to this place to develop."

Since a year and a half ago, Cardro Province has been raided by small-scale monster clans one after another. It is close to the defense line of the southern province, and adjacent to the tense ironforge dwarf mountain kingdom in the north. Coupled with the influence of famine sacrifices, there are still people coming here. There's something wrong with pioneering.

But this was also an opportunity, as the surrounding areas of his territory were not greatly affected.

"If nothing unexpected happens, we can start the review and promotion of titles this year. Within three years, we will enclose at least 10,000 square kilometers of land, and then stop and develop silently to prepare for the war with the dwarf kingdom in ten years." Weilin thought about the future in his heart. The ten years are roughly divided.