Chapter 612: Trouble Is an Opportunity (8000)

"Roar……!"

The ferocious-looking zombie monsters are running wildly in the city.

They have an extremely keen sense of smell and can smell any hidden flesh and blood.

Once they find "food", they will swarm in as fast as possible. The scene of distortion and destruction gives people a creepy fear.

Countless people in hiding were killed and turned into horrific zombies under the control of twisted forces.

What worries the audience the most.

It's the image that keeps shaking.

It was the gasp that echoed in everyone's ears.

It was the shrill screams of his companions when they were taken away.

The zombies that were hot on the heels were chasing after them in every possible way.

The picture is always running away, always retreating.

In the end, the people who had suffered nine deaths finally broke out of the siege of the city wall and left this dangerous city.

Before everyone could relax a little, a large swarm of zombie monsters came from all directions, and under everyone's horrified gaze, they drowned everyone who survived.

Blood-stained scenes, mutilated corpses, and the horrifying sound of chewing.

There are also subtitles floating across the entire screen:

"This is what really happened in the city of Chicago on the coast of Falsico, with an estimated death toll of 1.26 million..."

These all declare a cruel fact to everyone.

No one survived!

There was a dead silence in the entire theater, and everyone was immersed in worry and indignation against the same enemy.

They never thought that such a terrible thing could happen in a safe city.

Millions of people died in just over an hour.

When many people left the theater, their moods could not regain their composure for a long time.

They walked to the crowded restaurant and ordered a table of food absentmindedly. They noticed that other people next to them were also in a daze, and asked tentatively:

"Did you watch it too?"

"Yes, everyone has seen the factory organization. I really didn't expect it to be so miserable in other places."

"In addition to Chicago, I heard that several major cities are also in a zombie crisis. Even Washington, Falsico's former capital, is now surrounded by zombies."

"Real or false? Where did you get the news?"

"It's all in the territorial newspaper and the news. The territorial newspaper is more detailed. It makes it clear that this is a conspiracy of the Eternal Church..."

"Those people are too miserable, don't their soldiers and guards protect them?"

"Tch, it's not like I haven't seen them before. Do you really think that the soldiers and guards there are as dedicated as they are in our territory?"

"Yes, they also issued a danger notice, which is considered very good."

"Hey, who makes them weaker? If they don't develop their cities and territories properly, they will be powerless to resist once they encounter danger."

"Hey, you can't say that. They have strength and resources, but they just don't want to train troops and soldiers, or waste their combat power on rescuing civilians."

"Our territory is better. Not only does it have a strong army and force, but it is also our people's soldiers..."

"That's natural. With Yaya and Lord Lord here, and no other so-called nobles, everyone's life will not be too comfortable."

"If you ask me, there have been more and more dangers over the years. It would be better for everyone to train hard and improve their strength."

"Then do you need to remind me? The territory and we have always lived like this. After the strength increases, the monthly subsidy is not fake."

"Don't think so much. We strive to do our jobs well, which is our greatest contribution and help."

"..."

The newly arrived refugees felt very sympathetic to everyone's discussion and couldn't help but start talking about the situations they had encountered.

Then they discovered that the big guys in the territory had more or less experienced such experiences.

Because of this, everyone cherishes everything in the territory.

A safe and peaceful life, an unprecedented path to enrichment and upward development, gives everyone endless motivation.

In the territorial arsenal.

A new weapons production line is being established.

Large metal frames are being spliced ​​together.

The first production lines built are often manual + tool learning and experimental production lines.

Their role is important.

It allows workers to understand the steps of making and production.

Research requirements and specifications for automated production lines.

It is also a key area for performance improvement, data fine-tuning, and structural transformation.

The data for the first batch of experimental mass production of weapons and equipment will come from here.

Every worker transferred here has basically mastered advanced manufacturing technology and is an elite cultivated by the Gulf Territory production factory.

They will first conduct a certain degree of pilot production based on the drawings provided by the research institute, and then slowly adjust the production method.

Wait until product quality and production methods stabilize.

They will be in charge of each newly established production line.

Production workers who meet the "selection requirements" will learn to produce this type of weapons and equipment under their guidance.

Various data and technologies will be accumulated when a sufficient number of production workers are trained.

It has also been able to support the Gulf Territory and complete the manufacturing of semi-automated production lines.

The last step of production is to complete the manufacturing of the fully automatic production line.

The Gulf Territory is using this training method.

Step by step, more excellent workers are trained.

At the same time, super production capacity is obtained.

The two sides complement each other and continue to increase and expand at an astonishing rate.

Matthew is testing the improved exoskeleton combat device.

In the battle with zombie monsters, these things performed quite well.

Considering the various enemies to be faced in the future.

This device that can improve production capacity and enhance combat effectiveness can bring a great improvement to the development and production of the Gulf Territory.

Of course, considering the difficulty and cost of making magic items.

Matthew knows that it is very difficult to promote it on a large scale and reduce the cost of production.

After all, even the cheapest production golem, the miniaturized golem and the statistical golem.

After two years of development and research, the cost has only been reduced to about 800 gold coins per unit.

Considering that the current population of the Gulf Territory exceeds 5 million, if you want to promote it comprehensively, the funds and resources spent will be immeasurable.

"So, we will start with small-scale production to solve various problems in production and use."

"Then gradually improve production efficiency and reduce production costs..."

Hearing Matthew's words, Macaron, the head of the military factory, couldn't help but nod repeatedly.

It's not that he unconditionally obeys the orders and words of the lord.

But all the development trajectories he has experienced have taken a path he has never seen before.

And this road is very broad and has great potential. How can it not be exciting?

The continuous improvement of factory productivity has enabled the Gulf Territory to continue to develop and improve the cornerstone of producing heavy weapons and equipment.

The production matters have been finalized.

Macaron, who was relieved, shouted to everyone excitedly:

"The lord is very satisfied with everyone's work, and the people of the territory also have great expectations for everyone."

"So, everyone must redouble their efforts to repay the territory for its support to us."

"After all, the more you produce, the better the production effect, the more you will gain, and the higher the bonus and merit will be."

Deafening cheers came from all directions.

Obviously, everyone is still very fond of and concerned about "bonuses" and "merits".

The production here is on track.

Other weapons and equipment, production tools, combat golems and other equipment have also completed further capacity expansion.

The weapons and equipment produced every day have also moved from the original daily output of 100,000 pieces to a shocking 500,000 pieces.

In the words of the Lord.

The northern continent is so unpeaceful that all the major territories and kingdoms are in danger and trouble.

In order to help everyone have the ability to fight these dangers.

We, the Gulf Territory, specially produce good weapons with good quality and low price to provide everyone with good military support.

What kind of spirit is this?

This is the spirit of letting everyone live a good life together!

The big guys in the military factory are full of energy, and so are people in other positions.

In particular, the production department in charge of grain production has been busy recently.

There is still the last wave of grain that has not been harvested.

This batch of grain is also the largest in quantity-a full 20 million acres!

It can be said that the harvest of this batch of grain alone.

The Gulf Territory can easily feed more than 5 million people.

Counting the more than 30 million mu of land that had been harvested a few days ago, the Gulf Territory has completely gotten rid of the shackles of food.

However, Matthew is still not satisfied.

He needs more food, and the Gulf Territory also needs more people.

In the entire northern continent, due to exploitation and war, nearly half of the nearly 1 billion people are below the poverty line.

Matthew's goal is big!

In the golden wheat fields, rows of busy golems harvested the food in large areas.

The mountains of food give people a sense of joy of harvest.

Everyone looked at this scene with great satisfaction, discussing how much they could harvest this time.

Everyone's face was full of smiles, that was the smile of harvest.

Captain Sean, who was on patrol, looked at the mountains of food happily.

Recalling the life of being in danger from day to day, facing the invasion of dog-headed trolls from time to time, and often hungry.

Captain Sean missed the good times now. He looked at the big guys gathered together, listened to their excited discussions, and waved to the golem train in the distance.

Swish! Swish!

The densely packed food was piled into the carriages, filling every carriage.

The golem train continued to move forward until all the food was loaded and there were empty carriages.

They started with a "beep, beep" sound and went to other places to load food.

Seeing that all the food had been loaded, Captain Sean waved to the children in the distance and said to the teacher leading the team:

"The food scattered on the ground will be handed over to you."

The teacher nodded with a smile and said to the children who were looking forward to it:

"There is a poem in the East, hoeing the field at noon, sweat dripping on the ground, who knows that the food on the plate is hard-earned."

"The food you usually eat is grown one by one like this. They are hard-earned and need to be cherished."

“Everyone’s task today is to use the knowledge we have learned to collect the food scattered in the fields to ensure that it will not be wasted.”

"The ten students with the best performance will receive a gift prepared by Lord Yaya."

As soon as they heard about the gift prepared by Youya, every child became excited.

There are sculptures everywhere on coins, in emblems, and the history of the development of the Gulf Territory that they have to learn every day.

They are telling all the children about Yaya’s great role and contribution.

They have a deeper and more passionate love for Yaya and Matthew than adults.

If the Gulf Territory hadn't "rejected" blind worship, I'm afraid they would be the most obsessed with it.

However, in the promotion of the territory and the teachings of the teachers, they have always maintained a good degree of control.

Let the children understand that development is not easy, understand the hardships of development, take the development of territory as their ambition, and encourage everyone to grow faster and stronger.

Without falling into the shackles of fanaticism, he maintains scientific rationality.

Children are very smart.

Someone brought a broom, someone prepared a cloth bag, someone brought a small wand, and someone prepared a large fan.

Some of their plans succeeded and they picked up a lot of fallen food.

Some failed and had no choice but to pick them up with their hands.

They secretly observe other people's methods and think about how to prepare for tomorrow.

Whoops!

The swirling breeze blows slowly.

It brings the fragrance of wheat from the fields.

Yaya smelled the faint smell of alcohol in the air, his big eyes flashing with excitement.

It's not that Ya Ya wants to drink, but she will be able to eat brand new maltose soon.

This sweet delicacy is simply irresistible to Yaya.

The same goes for the little Menglan in her arms. She smacked her mouth excitedly, enjoying the sticky deliciousness of maltose.

Orianna, who was following Yaya, curiously looked at the fish swimming in the pond, pointed excitedly and said:

"Hey, isn't this the fish we usually eat? It turns out it was raised here!"

He patted Xiao Menglan's head gently to prevent her from releasing any breath, lest the fish here wouldn't be able to bear it.

Little Menglan swung her tail very obediently and couldn't help but murmured:

"After harvesting such a large amount of food, can we gather more partners?"

"Some Leviathan tribes have already sent us trade requests. They are in urgent need of clean food and Japanese pirates."

He blinked slightly, thinking that his sea-opening team would soon expand.

Yaya nodded excitedly, looking at the fish swimming around with a magical aura and said:

"Arrange, make arrangements for them immediately!"

"The Japanese pirates who care about eating rather than fighting are already ready to attack."

"This time I just want to teach them a lesson and take back more islands."

"Those resource-rich islands are simply a waste of resources if they fall into their hands!"

One island after another represents the investment of batches of adventurers.

The Gulf Territory can not only obtain large orders, but also recover gold coins from adventurers and territorial residents, and can also obtain many rich resources as supplements. It is simply not too comfortable.

Moreover, in addition to the resources of the Eastern Islands, Yaya values ​​​​the Brave Continent that has made preliminary preparations.

The Brave Continent mines rare metals and various resources, and produces and manufactures weapons, equipment and other materials that are urgently needed by the southern countries.

You can restore a lot of blood, harvest a lot of resources and wealth, and then develop into another big "gold mine" in the Gulf Territory under the influence of a virtuous circle.

Ya Ya has already made up his mind and is waiting to "teach" the Japanese pirates a lesson.

Then we can start building a fleet with larger scale and stronger transportation capacity.

In this seemingly ordinary chat, Yaya has completed checking the status of everyone in this area.

There are no cultists, no spies, and no people with evil intentions. The situation is much better than the previous ten or so farm strongholds.

"What kind, honest and hard-working people they are. As long as their lives get better and better, they are willing to work hard..."

This made Ya Ya quite gratified, and made her even more determined that her efforts and efforts were worth it.

Doing the same job as Yaya, Elio led the inspection team to arrest the cultists.

At an alarming speed, she led the inspector's action team to conduct large-scale arrests of camps, strongholds, fortresses, and cities in the Gulf Territory.

Their arrests are swift and accurate, and they will not miss any hidden danger.

"You did a good job this time. I think I can hand over the supervision of the inspection team to you."

Elio was quite satisfied with Feili's work, and was impressed by the growth of this originally somewhat reckless adventurer.

Feili smiled proudly, while looking through the arrest records, she quickly arranged the personnel, and only answered when she stepped into the teleportation array:

"When I get stronger, handle things more skillfully, and complete the senior management training, I should be able to take charge of the inspection team."

Alio admired her confidence, recalling the scene when the lord summoned her back from the Brave Continent, and said thoughtfully:

"If nothing else happens, the revenge of the Cole Elf Kingdom will come soon."

"Your tasks will be very heavy next, but as long as you maintain your current status, you should be able to complete the tasks well."

Feili, hearing the words of the Cole elves, glared with gnashing teeth and said viciously:

"I have prepared good things for the Cole elves a long time ago. I hope they won't be too scared."

Nodding silently, Elliot withdrew and left, leaving the arrest to Feili.

She also had to take hundreds of curious minotaurs to visit Bay City.

The minotaurs following Elliot looked at the neat and beautiful streets, marveled at the densely packed residents, looked at other races curiously, and tasted a variety of delicacies.

Elliot was not too anxious and took them to browse the scenery of Bay City.

One was to leave a good impression on these minotaurs, and the other was to relieve the tense pressure and spirit.

Elliot was in charge of all matters in the Brave Continent. This was an unprecedented experience and a very amazing pressure.

She had never imagined that one day she would be responsible for the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people or even more.

When she was in the Brave Continent, Elliot would always think over and over again, worrying about which decision she had not made well.

The huge pressure made Elliot grow up quickly, but it also brought her a lot of psychological burden.

Fortunately, as he became familiar with the surrounding areas of the Brave Continent, batches of support and soldiers arrived.

Elliot gradually let go of the pressure and quickly developed the Brave City and the surrounding areas.

Now, even if he returned to the Bay Territory, Elliot was very confident about the safety of the Brave City.

The minotaur, who had been strolling for a while, followed Elliot to the Professional Training Academy with great interest.

The newly expanded Professional Academy has towering walls and a brand new gate.

The two rows of tall and burly dragon cavalry No. 1 golems alone made all the minotaurs nervous again.

Elliot took the minotaurs to register at the door, and then passed up to 12 physical and magic tests to help coordinate various issues.

It took about 30 minutes to let these minotaurs enter the Professional Training Academy.

"Strict testing measures are to better ensure the safety of the children here."

Elliot explained to the minotaurs, and waved to Alona who was waiting on the side, introducing them to them:

"This is Alona, ​​your teacher in the vocational training academy."

"She will teach you to learn knowledge, and focus on completing the study of crop planting and land development."

The minotaurs bowed their heads very respectfully when they heard Alona's identity.

In the minotaurs tribe, teachers are as respectable as warriors.

Looking through the roster carefully, feeling the vitality and talent of these minotaurs, Alona scanned their average age of only eleven or twelve years old, and said in amazement:

"These are really a group of good children, no wonder you applied to the lord to bring them back for training."

Smiling and nodding, Elliot turned around and gently pushed Alona, ​​and said in the latter's surprised eyes:

"I won't stay for too long, and they are urgently needed there to play a role and see the results."

Elona, ​​who understood Elliot's meaning, nodded gently.

Not all territories and forces value the training and education of children as much as the Gulf Territory.

They will not invest so many resources and manpower to treat all children the same.

Class, power, bloodline, and closeness will all form huge gaps.

If it was before, Alona would think this was normal.

But it was not until she joined the Gulf Territory, learned and grew up, passed the strict assessment, and successfully became a teacher at the Professional Training Academy.

She understood a simple but profound truth.

"All inequalities and injustices will lead to the accumulation of contradictions and conflicts."

"As time accumulates, they will gradually evolve into greater disasters."

For the Gulf Territory's continuous acceptance of new people, Alona originally had some concerns.

However, as time went on, the training policy of the Professional Training Academy not only did not deviate, but became more and more perfect.

This can easily make all new members have a heartfelt recognition of the Gulf Territory.

"Free training of children, help with childcare, high quality, good results."

For most people, this is simply an irresistible temptation.

It seems that Alona's education of the children of the nobles of the Bikol elves is far inferior to that of the Gulf Territory.

After all, in addition to education in strength and knowledge, the Gulf Territory attaches great importance to the growth of mental health.

Cultivate a positive and optimistic mentality for children, cultivate stable emotions, develop a stable character, and shape a cheerful attitude and style.

The Gulf Territory will not force everyone to change their nature, but will try to make everyone develop in a good way.

Since these tauren want results, Alona doesn't mind a quick training.

"First see the results, solve the problem of trust, and then slowly advance step by step."

Elliot is very confident in Alona's ability and means, and then walks towards the druid laboratory where the lord is.

In the more spacious druid laboratory, the experimental areas that are bright or dark are from far to near.

Various magical plants exude various scents.

Some of them are very calm, some are very lively, and some are very greedy and are feasting.

The laboratory will provide them with various growth environments and cultivate various characteristics under different states.

In order to maintain their diversity and prepare for the cultivation of more different types of magic plants.

In addition to these magical plants with amazing value, Elora attaches great importance to the newly developed new varieties of young grain plants.

The Brave Continent has many resources, including magical plants and rare metals.

The only demand for food will become greater and greater.

Due to some special reasons, ordinary grain crops are difficult to survive in the soil of the Brave Continent.

Even if some lucky people can survive occasionally, the food grown contains toxins.

In the words of the staff of the Bay Territory, the soil in this area is poisonous and normal plants cannot grow at all.

There are not many people in the Brave City now, and the food gap is not large.

The Bay Territory transports some, fishes some in the sea, and trades some with the Falcico countries, which basically ensures that everyone is well fed.

However, as time goes by, the number of people in the Brave Continent will increase.

Elliot must make good preparations in advance!

In the past, Elliot only had to take care of the battles, and the territory would prepare everything he needed in advance.

Now, Elliot must also adapt in advance and prepare for the expansion and development of the City of Heroes.

The number of busy little druids has grown to as many as four or five thousand.

Under the leadership of slightly older druid staff, they carefully and seriously study and work.

In an area covering more than one square kilometer, a variety of complex plants and animals breed endless vitality.

When Elliot found the lord, he found that he was observing a transparent laboratory.

Elliot, who was much calmer, watched the scene in the laboratory carefully.

The verdant green shoots grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The flexible shoots became tough and gradually supported a higher trunk.

The young leaves turned from emerald green to dark green, as if they were mature in the blink of an eye.

The rice flower branches slowly stretched out, from buds to rapid blooming, in just a few dozen breaths.

Elliot was keenly aware of it.

In this laboratory that seemed to have been fast-forwarded.

It was not just the rice that changed.

There was also the surrounding environment, as well as the various nutrients needed for rice at different stages.

Then, the full rice grains bent down, swaying slightly, looking extremely beautiful.

The golden color symbolizing the harvest emerged, and Elio looked at the invisible big hand with great anticipation, picking up every ripe grain.

The golden grains were quickly "dried" and slowly piled up on the big scale.

600...

700...

800...

900...

1000...

1059...

Matthew shook his head with some regret, and said after "smacking" his lips lightly:

"Sure enough, magic is not omnipotent."

It is normal that there is a bottleneck in the improvement of breeding.

Matthew just didn't expect it to appear so quickly.

Fortunately, Matthew was not in a hurry and continued to let Xiao Jixiang and these druids accumulate experience.

He went to Lao Li and said to the druid master who was struggling with rice:

"Don't be too anxious. The next step is just water grinding. As time goes by and various experimental methods are advanced, the cultivated rice seeds will get better and better."

Lao Li nodded helplessly. He was naturally aware of this situation, but he was also a little unwilling.

Seeing such a good opportunity in front of him, but still unable to break in, it was inevitable that he would be a little irritated.

Facing the lord's half-smile, Lao Li hesitated for a while and suddenly asked:

"Scientific methods are indeed very effective, and as time goes by, they can always break through the upper limit again and again."

"But we should need more one-time improvements, right?"

Noticing Lao Li's changing mood, Matthew nodded along with his words, with an expectant expression in his eyes, motioning him to continue.

Lao Li gritted his teeth and said in a cautious tone:

"Mother Earth has found me!"

Mother Earth?

Mother Earth?

This is an old "god"!

Matthew raised his hand and touched his chin, recalling the grievances between himself and Mother Earth, and the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly curl up.

"They are inevitable, and it is time to contact them."

The development of the Gulf Territory has been on the right track, with no shortage of materials, talents, systems, and people's hearts.

Matthew does not have to worry too much about the impact of the Church of Gods on the development of the territory.

After all, a drop of water naturally cannot pollute the sea.

However, how to contact and even communicate with the stubborn and conservative Mother Earth is a considerable test for Matthew and the Gulf Territory.

He is not an ordinary god!

He is one of the oldest gods.

Unlike those foreign gods, he comes from other worlds in the material plane.

He is a "local" god in the material plane!

If the contact and communication are successfully completed, the development of agricultural production in the Gulf Territory can be pushed to a higher position.

If it fails, both the Gulf Territory and Matthew will cause a lot of trouble.

"Will I be afraid of trouble?"

"Without trouble, how can I make money!"

"Trouble is opportunity!"

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