"Factory, can you take me to see it?"

De Potala couldn't help asking.

Strange machines, and factories?

These novel things attracted his attention.

He followed his father's orders and came here.

I wasted more than a month and I couldn't help but regret it after doing such a stupid thing.

My father, Dalic, has never been a kind person. I don’t know what kind of punishment he is waiting for. The quieter it is at this moment, the more miserable his punishment will be after he goes back.

And now there is such a chance to save.

The strange factory seems to have the mystery of the rejuvenation of the territory.

De Potala also knew about the integration of population.

After all, this was what happened to him during his capture.

A large number of people will indeed bring a lot of opportunities, and the development of territory is also inseparable from population.

But this sudden increase in population brings not only opportunities, but also disasters.

Including their residence, the food they eat, conflicts between residents, etc., there are so many problems.

But here, De Potala did not notice these problems. Everyone had a smile on his face, and many even used the act of throwing stones at a time as a pastime. Even the territory under his father, Duke Dalik, were not as rich as the people to play with coins.

All of this may be answered in the factory.

"This is not very good..." Ouge hesitated in his words.

"I don't think there is anything wrong with it."

But De Potala said so.

There was a threat in the dull voice.

Og had to admit defeat.

He sorted out his stone stall and brought them into the space ring that De Potala had just given.

Take De Potala toward the other corner of the city.

"It's here... wait and go in as the person who wants to register for the worker." Og said.

De Potala nodded in agreement.

As long as he does not attract the attention of the dragon of Joel, with his rare magic props and the people he arranged near the city, he is confident that he can escape.

"Og? What are you doing here?"

Ogge, son of Count Oluo, is very famous in the city of Yoll.

After all, this city itself is the territory of Earl Oluo, and the people living here are relatively large in population.

In addition, Ouge is a criticized counterexample. People often warn their sons, "If you were like Ouge, I would rather not be as good as you."

Therefore, those who live here are no strangers to Ogre.

"This is not an introduction to the job. Someone wants me to introduce him to a job, so I will introduce him here."

"It needs to be tested." The guardian replied.

He opened the door and signaled Depodara to go with him.

"Can I visit it together? If the industry is good, maybe I will change careers." Ouge also showed interest.

The workers did not refuse, but led the two in.

De Potala took a breath unexpectedly.

It was obviously a closed environment, but after walking in, it didn’t feel like the dull air I thought. On the contrary, it was like walking into the jungle, and the air I breathed was fresh.

"This factory has two fields: planting and industrial fields, and this is the area of ​​planting and planting."

The workers placed the seeds into the prepared machine. The machine was moved with the machine, and moved the seeds and threw them into the magic circle.

That magic circle is obviously a magic circle that ripens. De Potala is not unfamiliar with this kind of magic, but such magic will damage the fertility of the soil and will often only ripen in the year of disaster. Of course, some nobles also hire mages to ripen in the year of good fortune for short-term interests.

The magic in front of you, not to mention that the concept of soil does not exist in the growth of seeds, even the frequency of ripening is amazing.

Often, crops that are ripe a year will grow in a short period of weeks under the magic of ripening.

But the magic in front of him obviously transcends the boundaries of magic. In just a moment, the crops grow almost at a speed visible to the naked eye. When they complete their growth, the mechanism is touched again with a sickle to harvest it and put it into the next mechanism link, allowing the workers to take it away and put it in another machine, and then they get the processed food.

After reading these, De Potala finally understood why so many people did not cause food crisis.

If the most difficult food problem is solved, people have room for survival, and other problems will be much easier to solve.

“What an amazing creation.”

"When I first came in, everyone was like this." The worker next to me sighed.

"So, where is there another industrial department?" De Potala couldn't help asking.

"That thing needs to be tested more. If you want to go there, you have to complete some tests first. At the same time, you need a guarantor, sign a confidential contract, etc. In short, it is very troublesome, and the salary is just a little more. My suggestion is to work in the planting department." The worker explained to De Potala.

“So what are the tests in the planting area?”

"Just try your hand's cleverness. In short, you can just have a hand. So, you should try it?"

Dai Potala nodded. He wanted to look at the magic circle closer than looking from a distance.

In his hand, he had the stolen treasure included by his father Duke Dalik. It was a strange magic crystal that could record and imprint the magic circle.

In other words, his plan was to get this magic circle.

What a magic circle that can generate a large amount of food without borrowing soil! With this thing, powerful forces can be gathered in a short time. In this world, there are many people who cannot fill their stomachs, and even in the capital, there are such people. By using food, these people can be gathered. Even some crazy nobles can start wars crazy.

De Potala approached the machine step by step.

Suddenly, he found that Og next to him stopped, and the original worker bowed to the ground with a respectful look on his face.

De Potala had a bad feeling.

He subconsciously raised his eyes, and he met Yoel's silver dragon eyes.

He wanted to ask why it was said that it was a factory with closed space and why there was an extra silver dragon inside.

When he noticed this problem, he noticed that the ceiling here was higher than when he walked in.

"We met again, kind-hearted guy who gave me treasures. I heard that you brought me new treasures."

Yoll's voice was straightforward.

In the dazed eyes of De Potala, Og offered the ransom he gave him in a flattering manner.

"This is the filial piety gift from De Potala to you, and of course there are also reasons for my help." Ogre said frankly.

That's the ransom!

De Potala wanted to retort loudly.

But all the rebuttals were swallowed into the mouth in front of the much bigger silver dragon body.

His legs were trembling, and he felt uncomfortable all over his body, and he could not change even if he tried his best to resist.

Contrary to his thoughts, his body responded honestly in the face of fear.

"Of course, that's a gift to you," said De Potala, "but if you can, can you allow me to take away a nobleman."
Chapter completed!