"Observe carefully and record what you see in the morning light."
There was no more description and the task was so broad that Phoebe didn't know where to start.
If asked about her first impression of the Dawn Territory, it would be that it was empty and sparsely populated. There has always been a dispute within the Quiet Ones about how many territorial citizens the Dawn Territory has. Some say 10,000 or 20,000, and some say 5,000 to 6,000 , but Phoebe always felt that the number might be less than this.
Riding the white wolf, I haven't seen a single person from the Dawn Territory along the way. On the contrary, I have seen a lot of slimes. They roll and play in the flat areas in groups, and they don't panic and run away when they see people coming. , instead rolled closer.
In the four major countries, this number of slimes are active around human gathering points, which will alert the knights and adventurers to hunt. The low-minded slimes cannot communicate well, and whether to launch an attack is like rolling dice.
"You seem to think of slimes as pets?"
"Not entirely. Now they are still the best servants of the Dawn Territory."
Phoebe did remember that there were slime merchants in Sligo, but their breeding method was to confine them to pastures and restrict them. Those merchants could not afford the risks of free-range breeding.
Pets and servants, Phoebe can still understand the former. These soft and elastic guys are indeed suitable for holding and rubbing in their arms after limiting their magic power, especially in the coming hot summer, but servants...their almost non-existent wisdom Can you really understand the command?
Sigrid caught a glimpse of another group of slimes jumping under the magic tower not far away. When she saw the cup logo attached to the leader, she immediately whistled.
The cup-marked slimes and their companions lined up in front of Sigrid. At the end there were two slimes carrying bamboo baskets. One of them jumped over and turned around. Phoebe looked down at it. , which contains many small bamboo cups.
Just when she was confused about what this meant, Sigrid jumped off the horse and took a cup, touched an orange slime's head, and then patted it hard.
"ah?"
Phoebe's eyes widened as orange juice-like liquid gurgled out of the slime and landed accurately in the cup - the landing point was actually controlled by the slime himself.
Then she saw an even more shocking scene. The acting lord of the Dawn Territory, a half-dragon, drank all the unknown liquid... Phoebe felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach. It wasn't that she was spoiled. An outstanding Silent One almost Being able to face various emergencies head-on, but is this a bit...
"Don't take it over...don't!"
Phoebe thought silently in her mind, but it seemed to predict the future. Sigrid smiled and took a drink for her.
There is no room for rejection of this kind hospitality, coming on behalf of Sligo, this kind of thing must not be rude!
When viewed up close, it is indeed the same as orange juice, and unlike common slime juice, it is not sticky and really looks like orange juice mixed with water.
Without giving her brain a chance to resist, Phoebe immediately put it into her mouth. Considering that the task was to observe and collect information, she was dedicated and did not swallow it whole, but left it in her mouth to taste it carefully... Wait, this is really not orange juice. ?
If a liquid looks like orange juice, tastes like orange juice, and smells like orange juice, and the only difference is that it is made from slime, does it count as orange juice?
Phoebe never imagined that her brain would have the opportunity to ponder such magical questions.
"how?"
"Oh, oh!" Phoebe came back to her senses, "Very, very good... sweet, fruity and fragrant, and very novel."
"Want something else to drink?"
"Are there any other flavors?"
This is when Phoebe suddenly realized that these slimes of different colors represented different tastes.
The lavender slime produced rich grape juice, while the green slime produced sour apple juice. After drinking three glasses in a row, Phoebe looked at the other colors and revealed that she had never seen them before. The look of the world.
To be honest, it is even more delicious than some of the drinks specially prepared by the Sligo palace chef, and it is brewed from the body of a slime... Who was the first person to think of doing this? Genius.
Seeing that Phoebe was satisfied, Sigrid waved her hand, and the slime supply station started moving again.
"Could they..."
"The Dawn Territory is very large. Our people are scattered in different areas to work, so they will travel back and forth between areas to provide them with supplies. There are many such mobile supply points. The white wolf you are riding is a wolf pack. Leader of the supply depot.”
Phoebe keenly captured some information and quickly wrote it down.
The smoking building in the open space in the distance attracted Phoebe's attention. Judging from the style, it should be a large workshop. The escaping magical atmosphere was enough to prove that high-frequency enchanting processes were being carried out inside the workshop at this moment.
"Miss Phoebe, aren't you going to take a look here?"
Phoebe, who had already ridden some distance away, was stunned: "Is that okay? Whether it's forging, smelting, or processing enchanted products, they all have their own secrets."
"At least the lord has not restricted you from entering here."
"Your Majesty Noel's face?" Phoebe thought to herself.
The closer you get to the workshop, the stronger the magic wave you can feel. The auras of the four elements of fire, earth, water, and wood are mixed in, making it difficult for your senses to easily distinguish the distance.
In Phoebe's imagination, there should be no less than a hundred people working in such a large workshop. The sound of forging, smelting, and enchanting processing would be endless, and the sounds of busy craftsmen shouting to their apprentices would come and go. In the noisy environment, dust and fog filled the air, and the choking smoke hit the door directly.
There is a slight discrepancy between imagination and reality.
There are not more than a hundred people. Although the entire workshop is equipped with a lot of equipment, there are only about twenty people working in it, including humans, sea monsters, and one or two elves. The ones responsible for the heavy physical labor are a group of dull-eyed people. ...Doll?
Phoebe felt it carefully and confirmed that it was a soulless thing.
Scholars in the empire have imagined how productivity will increase after the popularization of magic creations, but their imaginations are just imaginations. The general use of magic has always been resisted by magicians. This is not unique to the Mera continent, and it cannot kill itself. It has become a consensus that the power should be handed over to groups other than mages. This is why craftsmen and warriors have always been suppressed, even though they no longer pose a threat.
"Sister Sigrid, why are you free to come to my place today...who is this?" A woman with short hair covered in dust, a neutral appearance and a voice, and a very good-looking woman trotted over.
"Miss Phoebe, the distinguished guest of Morningside is from Sligo." Sigrid introduced, "Cornus, what are you busy with? You're covered in ashes?"
Cortex glanced at Phoebe, and Sigrid immediately understood: "Are they those stones?"
"We are observing the movement of the force in the stone under different conditions. The one we just used was detonation, and the data is gratifying." Yucao said, "It's time to change projects after a short break, by the way..."
Cortex waved, and a craftsman handed Sigrid a long staff.
"The effect is more obvious than last time. Try it?"
Sigrid and Cortex looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you.
Phoebe, who was caught between the two, didn't know why the conversation fell into silence.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh from me from me parting participle tripping at me that you can't do magic..."
Phoebe was stunned: "Miss Sigrid, haven't you awakened yet?"
With the strength shown by the Dawn Leader, there is no reason why an acting lord cannot awaken as a magician.
"Oh, I might wake up in the future. After all, my physical skills seem to have reached a bottleneck." Sigrid said lightly, "Phoebe, would you like to give it a try?"
After taking the staff, Phoebe observed it carefully. The shape and style were very ordinary. It was a basic model that could be bought for a few silver coins in the Sligo Magic Tools Shop. There was nothing special about it.
"Um?"
Phoebe once again input magic power, trying to activate the operation of the staff, but there seemed to be some power in the staff that resisted her magic power. No matter how she tried, the input magic power would be pushed back or dispersed directly into the air.
"Magic circle?" Phoebe checked in confusion, but found no obvious pattern of the magic circle.
It is another blind spot of knowledge. Unlike slime, this obviously belongs to the category of magic she is good at, but why... Phoebe couldn't understand, and couldn't help but look at Sigrid with questioning eyes, but suddenly, she realized, This should be the unique craftsman secret of Dawn Territory.
"Sorry, I can't give you any explanation for this, but maybe you can get the specific details from His Majesty Noel in the future."
The words contained a lot of information, and Phoebe nodded in understanding.
She was shocked to realize that the Silent One and His Majesty Noel clearly had different intentions in asking her to collect information about the Dawn Territory. The Silent One knew nothing about this place and was eager to dispel the fog that shrouded the Dawn Territory in a remote corner.
And His Majesty Noel... He seems to have known something for a long time, although not much. This time, is he hoping that he can help him verify his guess?
"Sister Yucao, the lord requested a laboratory concept that can withstand the impact of explosions and must be equipped with a magic pressure relief device. Look at this..." The craftsman who came with the drawings did not notice that he was blocked at first. Phoebe immediately shut up after discovering the presence of outsiders.
Phoebe was calm on the outside, but there was a turmoil in her heart.
Explode?
Why does Dawn Land need a house that can withstand the impact of explosions?
As a magic phenomenon, explosions can exist even at the ninth level, or even above. The stronger the magic power, the stronger the explosions. If you want to suppress it, the most suitable materials are various materials that can ban magic and destroy it. Demonic material, a treasure that is rare to find even in barter, is Dawn Leader going to use it to build a house?
What a luxury!
No, pressure relief valve, does this term mean... explosions burst from the inside out, so it is necessary to slowly slow down the turbulence caused by the internal explosion? Then why do you want to create an explosion in the forbidden magic chamber, and what is your intention?
Phoebe's mind was very confused, and her knowledge and common sense were all impacted in a short period of time. No one in the group led by Chen Xi could understand the operations, and it was extremely difficult to understand.
Yucao, who switched to the position of the dual leader of the civil engineering team and the craftsman team, quickly communicated with the craftsman without hiding any words, but Phoebe was confused...
After the others left, Phoebe pointed at the unusually empty space and the various devices that were placed at widely spaced intervals, and asked in confusion: "Why are there such large distances?"
"Oh, we plan to try to restore the assembly line that Lord Lu Yu mentioned. The picture he described is very strange, but it does work when transformed into magic. However, a certain degree of modification is needed to realize the lord's conception and imagination. It is us work, so I plan to try out basics soon.”
Yucao, who was born in the Theocracy, knew exactly what to say. After talking about it, Phoebe seemed to understand something, but also seemed to understand nothing.
After entering the workshop, Phoebe was like an awakened person who had been exposed to magic from scratch.
"Impressive." It wasn't a compliment, Phoebe meant it.
Close to the workshop of the craftsman group are the slave elves managed by Jeffrey the Seabird. They built a house on the edge of the forest and have just finished curing the essence of the elements, and the results were carefully sealed into containers.
"It's meal time, meal time, don't do it, don't do it at all, you're not active in eating, there's something wrong with your thinking!"
Phoebe, who happened to arrive here, couldn't help laughing when she heard this. Seeing that the person leading the slime dining truck to transport food was actually a siren queen, she was surprised: "Are there also sirens in the Dawn Territory?"
Sigrid took a look: "Oh, you mean Eunice, do you still remember the sea monster invasion battle? After losing, she was detained by the lord, and she has been with us. Now she has accepted this Let’s start a life.”
When a siren uses its proud magic power to serve a group of people food and rice from several large wooden barrels, and the service spirit is so high that it asks you thoughtfully if you have enough... Phoebe feels that she needs to slow down and confirm first. Is she really a siren?
Seeing Sigrid arriving, Eunice was startled and worked a little faster.
"Sister Sigrid, do you want one too?"
Eunice didn't use magic power, but rolled up the spoon with her tail and made a whole serving of meat with her "hand".
Phoebe was looking at the food in the vat. There was meat and vegetables, the meat and vegetables were separated, and they were not leftovers.
"What's wrong?" Eunice quickly lowered her head and looked into the bucket, "My magic power protected me here. It's impossible to eat ashes, and there are no foreign objects."
"No, I just heard that here are a group of elf slaves. Do you feed these to the slaves?" Phoebe picked up a piece of fat and thin meat. The ruddy color made her swallow her saliva.
"Slaves?" Sigrid blinked, "Oh, I'm sorry, although the contract is still there, they are currently regarded as our subjects of the Dawn Territory. As long as the time limit is reached, they will automatically obtain the right to live in the territory. Well, the Civil Engineering Group The house has been repaired."
Phoebe felt a little emotional: "If some people were here, they would definitely ask, why do you do this?"
Sigrid smiled and said: "So they are stupid people. If we don't let them eat enough, how can they work seriously for us? The maintenance of elemental essence is very important. It is related to the lord's magic research. In the long run, the Dawn Territory also hopes to have it." A group of elves who truly love their lord and don’t want to lose a big thing due to small things.”
I know what you want to see, so... just speed up if you want, you know!
(End of chapter)
