The lord is red again

The broken introduction reappeared here. The Mechanicus did not expect to appear in another way. Linde was not sure whether the machinery on the beastman and the Mechanicus were directly inherited, but he was sure that it was , there are at least some connections between the two parties.

The Mechanicus is of great significance to Linde, representing the development of the industrialization of magic.

Although industrialization is a bit suspected of distorting the skill tree, it is of great help to infrastructure.

Including remote transmission, remote communication, etc.

If the magical world wants to progress and develop, it is obviously not enough to put all the power on one person and let people ascend.

Just like turning on a teleportation array, some wizards can tear apart space at will and travel from one place to another. However, their abilities are not inheritable. Even if they work hard to teach students, they are limited by talent, and war will lead to death and other reasons. The possibility of promotion is low.

But if it is promoted industrially, just like the teleportation arrays currently opened by Linde in major cities, ordinary people can also use it.

The most obvious difference between magic and the magic industry is that some people can fly and live for thousands of years, but ordinary people still have to go hungry.

"The Star Magic School, the Forge, the Mechanicus, the title of Beast Master, the power of the abyss, and even the hunted humans..."

Only a few days after Linde came to the Demon Land, there were already too many things that attracted his attention. He also knew very well that he was not without desires and desires, but that ordinary things were really unattractive to him.

Is ruling a human country more attractive than obtaining a furnace comparable to a "wishing machine", or is it more attractive to dig into the "abyss" and the "big cracks" that appear across the continent... Being a king is really just average, his version The status of his son is much more noble than that of the king.

Sure enough, only by constantly exploring "upwards" can we appreciate more and more interesting things. I have gradually changed from wanting to live a more stable life and wanting to live until the day I die, to wanting to see more interesting things.

Human desires are indeed unlimited.

Sandpit Ranch gets busy.

In the eyes of the beastmen at Sandpit Ranch, these terrifying immortals wrapped in the power of the abyss are like monsters that will never be fed. Their hearts are filthier than their ferocious appearance. If they want to survive, they must Sacrifice everything.

Even if it’s my own beauty!

There are already beastly cooks crying, worried that someone will get into their room at night and their innocence will be compromised.

However, things did not seem to be going in the direction that the beastmen were worried about. They were urged to work, build, breed, and be interrogated.

"Trade route? Yes, there is indeed a trade route from here to there. The price is..."

“What products sell best?”

"Hire other beast masters? Beast masters are the lowest profession..."

The lucky beasts who survived discovered that this group of terrifying humans seemed to have some abnormal brains, and they did not use violence, nor did they covet their beauty.

Humans are very interested in wealth, planting, and construction, and work day and night. As a result, the beasts are also forced to work together, and their bodies and minds are severely damaged.

"Work hard. Although strictly speaking, you only need to work 8 hours a day, but for the development of the ranch, do you have the nerve to get off work early? You must be motivated and don't work hard. When will I be able to ride a scorpion flea?" No, I mean how to develop Sandpit Ranch? We need to take a long-term view!”

They are undead people who are more terrifying than slave owners.

"Why has his temper become so explosive recently?" someone asked subconsciously.

"It rained heavily a while ago, and the car was flooded, and then the car had a flat tire."

"Damn, is it so miserable?"

"What's even worse is that I heard that he was going to drive the car after it was repaired. On the way home, the 4S store called and told him that the airbag parts had been removed and he had forgotten to install them."

"You're still playing games after this? You have such a strong heart."

"Tch, I just had my leather bag cut off. Isn't it like I'm playing games?"

"Brother, my daughter, please give me less meat."

"Girl, are you playing a boy's role? You look so handsome and you don't wear a shirt?"

"Brother, aren't you also playing the female role? And wearing a short skirt."

The two looked at each other and said, stop talking, we are of the same mind!

Repeated work day after day, night after night, mentally numb, and having to deal with various inspections from the undead, the beastman is already on the verge of mental collapse.

Their hard work was rewarded, although the reward did not fall on themselves, but on the undead.

First of all, Sandpit Ranch ushered in an unprecedented reconstruction. The undead people who had a very strong obsession with construction did not miss the opportunity to build a new station.

Secondly, the production of scorpion fleas in Sandpit Ranch has greatly increased. With sufficient energy supply and a livable environment, it is only a matter of time before the scorpion fleas grow.

In this case, the first group of undead people left on scorpion fleas, and they wanted to make a deal.

Scorpion fleas for sale.

People don't think that the undead can succeed in the beasts of Sandpit Ranch. Indeed, humans have the power of the abyss, and no one dares to provoke them easily on this land. However, scorpion fleas are one of the cheapest means of transportation, and every scorpion fleas The caravans all have their own regular partners, and retail traders who want to sell scorpions and fleas will only be laughed at.

It only took three days!

When the undead came back, not a single scorpion flea was missing. Not only that, there were more than 20 scorpion fleas, and each one was carrying a large number of cloth bags.

When Lind saw the gains of the undead "trade", even though he had expected it, he couldn't help but admire it in his heart, well done!

He remembered that the undead only had tens of thousands of animal fangs, and that was the total assets of 3,000 undead. The undead who left had at most three to five hundred animal fangs, but they actually brought back supplies equivalent to a small town.

It was indeed a fair trade.

After changing to a new map, the undead finally began to act recklessly without restraint.

"Sir, this is what we bought back!" The undead deliberately omitted the unimportant part related to robbery.

Blood-stained armor, blood-stained dried meat food, blood-stained ore, blood-stained... beastmen.

Beastmen?

Lind looked at dozens of beastmen who were hiding together timidly: "Why did you catch them back?"

"Sir, they are beastmasters, carefully selected before bringing them back, let them breed with scorpion fleas!"

So heavy taste?

Lind nodded. Not only did he not need the loot brought back by the undead, but even if he wanted it, the undead would not give it to him unless they immediately announced that they had to hand in the loot.

It was not impossible, as long as Lind opened another contribution store.

But in order to prevent himself from being cheated, Lind restrained his impulse.

"Investigate the news related to the Mechanicus, as well as the Lionheart King and the King of Corruption. We need to know more about the Wilderness Gray Ruins." After Lind finished speaking, he turned and left.

The food and supplies brought were almost gone.

3,000 undead people ate the same thing. Food was just a prop for them to recover. Rat Gan usually shoved it into their mouths.

"Finally, we are no longer guarding the camp, but the main quest is too broad, with red names everywhere. Although they are willing to communicate after defeating them... Is the way to play in the Demon Land to capture cities and territories?"

"No, no, no, you don't understand. Since the main quest has been given, there will definitely be sudden plots next, which is the usual routine of the game."

"Tell me where you encountered these monsters, I'm going to make a lot of money."

"We are really lucky. Just when we passed by the ruins with a cactus, a team of merchants suddenly refreshed. Haha, they rushed over before we took action."

Another undead took over : "Yeah, he stole ours, so we won't be polite!"

"Didn't you let any of them go?"

"We wiped them all out, not a single one was left alive, and we brought back the rest."

"Oh my god, you guys are just eating alone. If you let one go, maybe they will call for reinforcements, just like the last time the Black Blood attacked us, Lind directly unlocked the Sand Pit Ranch. If there are a few more emergencies, maybe the town can be unlocked? I'm very curious about the Beast Man's poster girl."

"Fury, right?"

"Just tell me if you want the Beast Man's poster girl."

"I wouldn't have killed them all if I had known."

...

Wilderness Ash Ruins, Beast Sacrifice Site.

It is said that the Beast Master once lived here, and this is also the original "Stone Beast Castle". It claims to be the sacrificial site of the orthodox royal family of the Beast Man, but no "king" has appeared yet. They can only rely on their past glory to survive in this land.

There are countless legends about this place. It is said that Ur, who has the title of "beast", once launched counterattacks with fewer troops. He tore apart all commanders who were weaker than him with his claws and devoured the enemy's strength.

The enemy's wave-like offensive lasted for more than two hundred days, but he could never break through his defense until the enemy was exhausted.

Below the sacrificial site is a ruin that looks like a desperate situation. The name of the gray ruins may be related to this place.

Below is a dilapidated and deep palace that was swallowed by darkness and only the roof was left.

The entire beast sacrificial site is a strange building built on top of the huge palace that rises from the ground. It seems to be level with the desert, but there is a deep building below, making it difficult to tell whether the huge palace collapsed or the entire desert fell from the sky in another way to cover this area and raise the terrain.

The beast's feet stepped on the roof and jumped onto the arch. The dilapidated palace under his feet seemed to have become a trivial matter for the beasts living here.

The broken rock body formed a natural arch, like two crooked load-bearing columns trying to pierce the sky, like a spear that opened the curtain of night.

The beastman wearing gold-rimmed armor walked quickly. His height was at least half that of a human, but standing under the "arch", he looked like an ant looking up at the sky.

If the name of the sacrificial site is true, perhaps a great god has really come here in person.

The statues of the great beast kings were not respected here. They were scattered on the ground with the smashed artworks and plaster statues to pave the road.

The beastman stopped and looked ahead: "Our merchants have lost contact."

"What!" Ur Beast, who has the title of beast, turned around.

He was completely different from other beastmen in appearance. He had a very long mane like a lion's mane, and his cheeks were not as close to humans as those of beastmen, but protruding like a long snout bone shape like a dog's mouth.

The situation of the beast sacrificial site became more and more difficult. At this time, the merchant lost contact, like a bolt from the blue.

They might not be able to survive, as the struggle for power between the Beast Kings became more and more fierce, and every Beast King had learned to bet on multiple parties, cooperating with the Abyss, the Mechanicus, or other things.

The beast sacrificial field without a king and always maintaining "orthodoxy" will be devoured soon if the master does not respond to his faithful believers.

"Do you know who did it?"

"The trackers we sent out found that those people used magic, and the methods were very cruel. Almost all the bodies were burned and destroyed."

"Magic?" Ur Beast thought of a lot of things in an instant.

For example, the two great enemies, the King of Corruption and the Lionheart King, and the nearby wizard tower that claimed to "never interfere", and even those ghosts who were occasionally sober but occasionally crazy.

"However, those people are not good at hiding. The trackers have tracked their approximate direction through traces."

"Where?"

"The wasteland gray ruins, over the uninhabited mountain on the border, they are likely to come from the ranch in the desert."

"Ranch?" Ur Beast thought he had heard it wrong.

Those guys who breed scorpion fleas on the ranch could not have the ability to attack an elite merchant team.

Those lowly beast masters who can only breed scorpion fleas for their whole lives have their careers limited to the upper limit of their lives.

"Send someone to investigate." A female voice suddenly came from the side.

It is a figure wrapped in a black robe, like a stone sculpture.

"Don't underestimate those people. We can't afford to fail anymore. Maybe they are plotting to attack us."

"Yes, High Priest."

...

In the Sand Pit Ranch, the undead are getting more and more restless.

After Linde threw out an unreliable "main task", the undead can only rely on their own means to explore.

They tried kidnapping, extortion, and clearing out the surrounding villages and towns.

However, they are still very satisfied with one thing. When they eliminate the military forces of a beastman village, the remaining beastmen will surrender obediently. Although they are still red names, they will do things obediently.

These beastmen are very useful.

Construction, farming, in short, no one can rest.

We undead also have our own Palu.

"This is the right way to open the game!"

When the undead looked at the beastmen working obediently, and then thought about the "soldier masters" in their hometown, the Rand Kingdom, they suddenly felt that this place was more fragrant.

In the Kingdom of Rand, once soldiers have strength or weapons, they will refuse to farm. If they are forced to farm, their favorability will drop drastically.

But it is different for the Beastmen. If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who will do it. Anyway, they are all red-named.

Under the crazy infrastructure of the undead, a small oasis actually appeared in the desert, which was built by the Beastmen's hard work and sweat.