Chapter 207
Field quickly counted the seized supplies, and all that came into view were various herbs. Because Field gave lessons to the soldiers from time to time, the soldiers did not touch the herbs carelessly, but packed them in wooden boxes in the cave.
"Magical plants?" Field's eyes lit up, and he quickly came over to check, carefully holding up a wooden box, "I know this, the White Frost Rose, a specialty of Ross Territory, is a necessary material for the rose potion. It would be great if I could get the seeds of the magic plant, so that I can cultivate it myself in the future."
"This is the flawless mushroom."
"Hey, the flower of disaster?" Field was stunned for a while, and then he was ecstatic, and excitedly punched, "The combat power of the territory is going to rise again."
Rosaria's God-chosen Guards only lacked materials such as the flower of disaster, and they could all advance to the second level.
An army composed of fifty second-level fighting spirit warriors, in their hands, the sense of security that it brought was simply full! Even a first-level God Chosen would be defeated or killed in the face of the desperate siege of fifty second-level Douqi warriors.
Generally speaking, the level difference can make up for the number difference of 3 to 10 people. In other words, the standard combat power of the public, the third-level life, can beat 3 to 10 second-level lives. Of course, there will be accidents, but it is roughly like this.
Field grinned for a moment, almost laughing his face off, then slowly exhaled, trying his best to maintain the lord's aloofness.
At a glance, the rest of the herbs were either unfamiliar or more common.
"Carefully load this batch of herbs into the car, don't damage them." Field ordered very seriously.
He was very satisfied with the harvest this time, and even hoped that there would be more "couriers" like the black-robed man.
"Ashina, burn the bodies of the goblins and adventurers to prevent them from turning into monsters."
"Leave it to me."
It took some time to burn the cave inside and out. When Field came out of the cave, Lydia had already fallen asleep in the carriage.
Under Ike's guidance, everyone came to the area where the salt ore was found.
"Where is the mine, do you remember?" Field looked around and found no obvious cave.
"My lord, please wait."
Ike drank a lot of water, then trembled, followed the route in his memory, and ran to the toilet.
"I found it!"
After a while, Ike's voice came from a hidden place.
"Okay." Everyone was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
The natural salt mine is very small, only fifty or sixty square meters, but it is surrounded by beautiful orange-yellow patterns.
Field slowly released his fighting spirit, and within the range of his fighting spirit, it was all natural salt mines.
"Very good." With a smile on his face, Field nodded with satisfaction, "There will be one more kind of output in the Night Territory in the future."
Salt is a very precious thing. It is called a flawless creation gifted by God. If you don't eat it, you will have no strength.
Mineral salt is better than sea salt. It contains rich minerals. In addition, mineral salt has the effect of detoxification. Of course, this effect is not worth mentioning in front of magic, so there is no need to pay special attention to it.
"Fill all the carriages."
Field waved his hand, and the slaves started working with pickaxes, while the soldiers erected the barricades they brought with them to form a small defense base.
"It's a bit slow. After all, smashing stones is a very tiring job."
Field thought for a moment: "I used the sin ring on the soldiers before, and the effect was good, but the time was too short. This time, try the slaves."
If you want to do it, do it. Field's mind moved, and the effect of the ring immediately enveloped the slaves.
"Hey, why don't I feel tired?"
"Me too, I feel relaxed."
The slaves looked at their hands in disbelief, feeling that they had endless energy.
"I have performed a miracle on you, work hard, and if you finish ahead of time, you can rest for half a day." Field threw out "blessings" appropriately.
"There is such a good thing."
"Work hard!"
The slaves' eyes lit up, and they all became excited, turning into Palu and mining like crazy. Field found that his fighting spirit was also consuming rapidly.
It took half a day, and the ten carriages brought by Field were piled with a whole car of ore.
As soon as the effect of the sin ring disappeared, the slaves instantly wilted, and one by one they were so tired that they saw stars and fell to the ground.
"Sure enough, the Sin Ring cannot be used indefinitely. It will put a burden on the human body. Fortunately, it is just fatigue." Field secretly remembered this feature, and then waved his hand, "Rest for half an hour, and then return to the Night Territory. You can rest for half a day tomorrow."
"Long live."
Everyone cheered weakly.
On the way back, no accidents happened, and everyone arrived at the camp safely.
"Have we left the North?"
Lydia heard the manor door openQi's voice woke her up in a daze. When she opened her eyes and saw Fengqi Town, she was stunned for a moment.
"So soon?" Then the girl looked around and found that there was still fog in the sky. She was immediately shocked, "Wait, this is Night Territory. Night Territory really has a town for people to live in! My God, this place is no different from the villages outside, and there are wheat and green wheat ears."
Field felt funny: "Of course, otherwise where would I live."
"People outside say...uh."
Lydia stopped talking and then stole a glance at Field.
"What?" Field leaned forward and asked curiously.
"They say you are a devil, and you bought slaves to feed the corpses in exchange for the ability to move freely in the death haze. They privately call you the devil lord." Lydia shrank her neck and suddenly explained in a panic, "Of course, this is not what I said. I am very grateful to you."
Field waved his hand with an unfathomable expression: "Sure enough, life is lonely like snow."
Ashina poked Field's lower back, not missing any opportunity: "If you are lonely, I will come at night..."
"Okay, okay, who is afraid of who."
Field was not afraid at all.
Looking around, Lydia was more and more surprised. The houses were neatly arranged, even the shabby thatched houses were almost on the same line. The ground was clean, not as dirty as imagined, and even better than most of the villages she had seen.
Lydia suddenly felt that Field showed very contrasting characteristics. When fighting, he was a standard aristocratic tone, indifferent and calm. But in governing the territory, he was in good order.
"Um, sir, can I stay in Nightfall? I know Holy Light and can heal the wounded." Lydia lowered her head and remained silent for a moment, then said in a decisive and sad tone, "I don't have the courage to enter the gray fog again, and my companions are gone. I don't know what to do."
"That's great, Nightfall welcomes you."
Field unexpectedly glanced at the girl. He originally wanted to persuade Lydia to stay, but now that she took the initiative to bring it up, it just saved him a lot of trouble.












