Heaven’s Intention

Now that he has formed an alliance, Romon does not hesitate. Get off the boat and leave.

Luo Meng was not afraid of the repentance of the Earl Husenya.

For the king, the title granted to the knight is only recognition, and there is no power to interfere with the division of territory-if it has become a fact.

Repentance will only create an enemy of the king and the royal family, and the other will do no good.

Driving away from the blue earth island, the sun is shining and the whole sea is calm.

In fact, these two islands are not far from the mainland, one is 89 nautical miles, and the other is 78 nautical miles. It takes only half a day for the boat to travel.

"Romon, why did you give the big island to that earl?" On the deck, Miss Ivicie narrowed her eyes and looked at the ocean in the distance, and asked, "I think you can at least get that big island."

After glancing at Luo Meng, she quickly added: "Please don't get me wrong, since this island is handled by you, of course I will not interfere, just curious about your choice."

After a moment of silence, Luo Meng smiled: "Treasure Island also has 90 square kilometers, don't forget it. Plus my original territory has reached 280 kilometers, and more importantly, my father-in-law The territory of Baron Rocas also has 130 square kilometers. If the next generation merges, it will be more than 400 square kilometers! "

Miss Ivicy listened, startled, and understood.

Seeing Miss Ivesi's expression, Romon continued to say: "As you think, within the kingdom system, I have obtained the maximum level that I can achieve as a self-made, and I have destroyed this system no matter how much. There is not much difference between 120 square kilometers and 90 square kilometers, but if the count takes 90 square kilometers, he will have a very uncomfortable feeling ... this kind of resentment is meaningless. "

"Well, the count is satisfied now." Miss Ivicie nodded.

"Sir, Treasure Island is almost here." A first officer came to report, and sure enough, he had seen the island.

The area difference between the two islands is not very large.

After a while, the island appeared in front of him.

Romon pointed out: "Although the two islands have relatively good ports, in fact, the ports of Treasure Island are better."

Miss Ivicie looked up, and sure enough, in the hilly surroundings. There is a natural harbor.

However, due to the original pirate residence, the ruined pier, the low and dilapidated warehouse, and the square above the beach, there are a lot of wooden barrels and dirty garbage, which is enough to make the mood feel bad.

Luo Meng's mood is not bad, he said with a smile: "This island is enough to build a port city, you see, the two hills just stretch out, forming an excellent haven, I will build a lighthouse on the hills."

"Secondly, there are fertile plains over the hills, which are excellent farmland areas, and the hills can also block most of the sea breeze. Such a good soil and climate must have a very good output."

Miss Ivicie listened attentively, and the island that the pirates disdained in this way seemed to immediately become a paradise-like place. She couldn't help feeling, thought for a while, and then asked: "How about planning?"

At this time, the ship had already docked on the pier, Romon jumped on the pier, and helped Miss Avisi down, saying: "After the lighthouse is built, this pier will expand and correspond to my Yuanfan Port."

"Relying on the wharf, I plan to build a warehouse area, a commercial area, and a residential area behind it. Finally, the residential area depends on the foothills of the hills."

"Miss Ivesi, I think that your business association can formally acquire a piece of land and a base in my port. In this case, the transaction will be very hidden and will not attract attention."

Miss Ivicie listened, her eyes lit up, she thought for a while, and nodded as she should.

A group of people climbed up the hill, which was more than 100 meters high. Standing on the hillside and looking down, there was indeed a flat land opposite.

At this moment, the two wild goats were suddenly alarmed and ran fast, frightened and fled.

"The leeward side of the hillside. I will plant olives and tea trees, and the bottom of the hillside will be planted with crystal fruit, and the flat land in the distance is the farmland. You see, this flat land is enough to develop 10,000 acres of farmland. Not only can it be self-sufficient, but it can also be exported, which is much more convenient. "Romon said temptingly.

Hearing the grain, Miss Avicie looked again, and asked, "When will it be harvested?"

"It's too late this year, but if the route is successfully opened, a large amount of land can be reclaimed before March next year. I will buy farm cattle in large quantities and complete this first at any cost to plant the spring wheat so that it can be harvested next year."

"How much can it provide?"

"Two hundred tons can be provided, but this is also the limit." Romon promised.

Even if all the 10,000 acres of wheat fields are fully reclaimed, the net profit produced in a year is only about 2,000 tons after deducting seeds and losses. It is just an island with a lot of construction, and food consumption will be very large. As for the territory, if the plan goes well, a large number of migrants will move in, and the grain will be very tight. It would be good if they could not buy grain.

Two hundred tons is already a situation that Luo Meng has considered in the Shennongjiao space, where there are 1,000 acres of wheat fields that can produce 350 tons of grain to make up.

But Miss Ivicy didn't understand this, and she calculated it, feeling that Romon was indeed strongly supportive, and nodded. Satisfied, the mass migration of the elves requires a lot of materials, of which food is the most important.

But, on the way back, she finally couldn't bear it, and said lightly: "I heard that a war broke out in the edge forest ... what do you think of the race of elves?"

"There are tens of thousands of creatures between heaven and earth, nothing but existence and competition." Luo Meng's heart moved, his thoughts came, but his tone was very indifferent: "If human beings are like elves, they can't talk about evil and justice. For survival."

There was no closeness or alienation. What was indifferent in her bones made her feel shocked.

She murmured: "Is it all for survival?"

Not much to say about this topic.

However, there are other topics.

"... I heard that Parker's magic disaster is about to subside, and even the entire Esk Kingdom's magic disaster is almost over," Ivesi said.

"I have also heard that this is due to the coastal area and the water underground, so there are not many demons." Luo Meng understood it, and was thankful.

Underground space under the mainland, although there are passages in coastal areas, there are underground seas from time to time. If you are not careful, you will be completely submerged. This powerful water pressure, even the devil, is difficult to escape. Lighter.

"This is the merit of Mekta, the founding king of the Kingdom of Esk. It is said that there were many sons of the year, including the daughter of the great master god, but he chose Mai Si, the daughter of the goddess of the river and the spring, Cecidi."

"Sissidi is only a little goddess, but after all it is a goddess, and she has the power of water. Therefore, she established the country along the coast, and after Mekta died, she became a holy spirit and guarded the royal family. Know if he has ignited the fire and become a deity. "

"Is it awesome? Is this easy?" Luo Meng heard this and moved his heart.

"Of course it is not easy, even for human beings, there are only thirty-three deities in ten thousand years." Ivici said just now that he had missed his mouth, but at this time he did not want to say more: "Mekta is now able to maintain a certain level with the Holy Spirit. This kind of immortality, but if you want to ignite the **** fire, I hope that at most one percent, once it fails, it will die completely. "

After a pause, he said, "We can't comment on these things."

"Well, that's right." Although he wanted to get the information, Romon nodded: "Miss Avici, how long do you think the magic disaster will last?"

"According to my family's records, the first few magic disasters were real wars, but since three thousand years ago, the magic disasters are no longer wars. Generally speaking, the magic disasters are divided into three phases." Without concealing, he said: "The first stage is a large number of little demons rushing to the ground, this stage has passed."

Romon nodded.

"When the little devil continues to promote the big devil, and the devil baron, and even the viscount, it is the second stage, and this stage is almost over."

Luo Meng thought, indeed.

"The third stage is when the little devil is exhausted. Only the big devil left, the devil baron and the viscount, will retreat, which almost formed a tacit understanding, so I said that this is not a war." Miss Ivici said calmly .

What she said is absolutely fact, but its intention is not necessarily so kind ... Shake Luo Meng's belief in the human part, this factor is intentional or unintentional, there must be.

Luo Meng listened, frowning involuntarily. In this way, the whole magic disaster is just a regular harvest of some powerful existence?

In the end, Romon is not from this world. If he is from this world, only the most terrible heretics will doubt the gods, but for Romon, it is natural to draw this conclusion.

This sounds ridiculous and scary, but it seems to be the case.

At this moment, Luo Meng's eyes seemed to have crossed the boundary of time and space and saw countless wars for 10,000 years.

This is with the participation and control of gods, and countless demigods and heroes appeared in this war, and then died, harvesting again and again, which made Luo Mengfu want to join together.

While Romon was thinking about this problem, a series of footsteps suddenly sounded ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ This is the arrival of the pier.

Romon stopped this dangerous thinking and asked, "Is all the goods loaded?"

"Adult, it's all installed." Someone replied respectfully.

Miss Ivicy nodded. One of her ships could hold 100 tons, but this time, with food and other supplies, it only loaded about 20 tons.

After Miss Avisi, facing Romon slightly his jaw, he pulled up the skirt with both hands and walked towards Romon to perform a very nice dress drawing ceremony: "Romon, in this case, then I will leave first."

"Well, I hope we can continue to cooperate." Luo Meng said for a long time, supporting his trade with the elves, that is, Shennongjiao Space.

Although he didn't have much time for promotion, he could be promoted to the tenth level of Druid again when the wheat was harvested the next year!

From the eleventh to the twenty-first level, the gap that mortals can't cross, it only takes ten years for him.

Maybe, it doesn't take ten years. (!)