Zhao was very clear that his spatial farm had no attack power, nor any defensive capabilities. The only thing it could do, in addition to planting crops, was allow him to hide inside in fear.
He had no confidence that he could deal with the carrion swamp with his spatial farm. Do not forget that the carrion swamp was one of the five forbidden areas in the Continent, not to ntion the potential threat of undead spirit beasts. With no attack force, how could he deal with the carrion swamp?
Not knowing how much ti had past, Zhao could only co to the decision that if spirit beasts really did co out of the carrion swamp, they could only rely on the castle to fight them. And if they couldn't, then everyone would have to hide inside his space. Ten acres should be enough to hold all those people.
Just then Zhao suddenly heard a noise coming from outside. He looked out and realized that it was noon, so the slaves should be coming back for lunch. He also saw g, Blockhead, and Rockhead coming in from outside. When the three saw Zhao, they imdiately went up to et him.
"Master," they all said.
Zhao nodded and smiled at the three. "I need you to arrange sothing for . In the open space, there are so corn stalks and corn cobs. Arrange them into firewood, then tell the slaves that if they feel cold at night, they could take so for heating."
g looked puzzled. "Master, what is this corn?"
"Corn is the main crop for our future that I'm growing. The corn stalks and corn cobs could be used to light a fire. It's sothing I've already discussed with Grandma irin after I had planted the corn."
g's eyes lit up as she looked at Zhao. "Master, the yield of corn is really high, right?"
"Yes." Zhao nodded with a smile. "Go arrange them first, and then co back to eat when you're done. Grandma irin should be finished with making our als by then."
The trio nodded, then turned and walked out of the castle.
Later on, irin ca out from the castle. She had also heard so movent outside, but she understood that it was g. She then called Zhao in. "Master, lunch is ready."
Zhao nodded and walked into the dining room, while irin went back into the kitchen to get his al. While sitting in the dining room, he realized that he was becoming more and more lazy. In his past life, he had to prepare his own als and also clean the house. All the housework was done by him alone.
But in the Ark Continent, he was the master. Even if he was willing, he naturally couldn't do housework with his own hands. To be honest, this was becoming a terrible habit as Zhao had started to beco accustod to having others serve him.
irin ca in, holding a tray, which held a simple al of bread and vegetables, and so at. But Zhao was the only one to get any at. Even Blockhead and Rockhead didn't get any.
Although the food was very simple, it was still carefully prepared by irin for Zhao. He got to use the best things. He got to eat the best foods. In this castle, he was the center. This made Zhao feel very grateful, but it also gave him a great amount of pressure.
He was not Adam Buda. He was a responsible man. The more irin did good things for him, the more pressure he felt. These people treated him as the center of their lives, that is to say, they relied on his survival. Although the Buda clan had been forced down, as long as he was alive, there was a chance that the Buda clan could rise up and not get bullied by the other nobles.
But Zhao wasn't comfortable with this. If he was the center of these people's lives, then he also has the responsibility to make their lives better. The pressure on him was really great.
irin saw that Zhao wasn't eating and was just staring at his plate in a daze. Thinking that Zhao was dissatisfied with his lunch, she quickly asked, "Master, is the al not to your taste?"
Zhao looked up and managed to put on a slight smile. "No, Grandma irin. This al is good. I was just thinking of what I could do that would let everyone in the castle be able to eat als like these."
irin's eyes were red as the beginnings of tears ford. She smiled at Zhao. "As long as young master has the space, sooner or later, you would be able to do this. I believe in Master."
Zhao could only nod. "Yes, ah, sooner or later." Just then g and the the two ca in from outside. irin imdiately went into the kitchen to prepare three more als.
Once everyone started eating at the sa ti, Zhao turned to irin. "Grandma irin, this afternoon arrange for soone to gather so stones. This takes priority right now. As for the valley, as long as you can take there every day, then that should be fine."
After seeing Zhao performing his magical ability in the space, her confidence in him greatly increased. She imdiately nodded and said, "Okay. This afternoon I'll organize them to bring back so stones. Master, you go and have a good rest."
Zhao knew that he wouldn't be much help. Ever since he drank the Water of Nothingness, he beca even weaker than the slaves when it cos to physical labor. Besides, irin wouldn't have allowed him to carry any stones.
After lunch, he went to rest, while irin imdiately organized the slaves to gather so stones. But it was harder than she thought.
They still had a few mining tools. Now they just needed to find so good stones that didn't have too much damage. After all, they had to use sothing to make stone weapons with.
Stone weapons shouldn't be that difficult to make. You couldn't make anything powerful, but you could still make things like stone spears or stone hamrs.
Plus, they would need so of the mined stones to help repair the castle. After all, Zhao wanted them to be prepared from the very beginning. They had to have a way to keep those undead spirit beasts from attacking. They didn't have that ability, so they could only rely on the castle's defense, otherwise they had no other way to restrain them.
But they soon faced a problem. Although it was forrly an iron mine, the dwarves had already mined out everything, including all the iron ore. The results were hollowed out areas throughout the mountain, like the underground lake. So just finding a site to mine took so effort.
irin finally found a small mine near the castle that they could exploit, but this small mine actually didn't have much stones they could mine. irin could not help but lant. Dwarven mines were really mined out, like the place had been completely looted clean, making people cry.
By the end of the afternoon, irin frustratingly returned to the castle. They found that their approach to making stone weapons wouldn't work. They had no experience in mining stones, and they didn't have a lot of handy tools to use. Work efficiency was low. Plus there weren't many stones here. It had all been taken out long ago. Finally, irin had to tell Zhao about this. So the plan had to be canceled.
Zhao rested for the afternoon. After tiring himself out physically during the morning workout, plus the long way he had to walk today, he imdiately fell asleep the mont he lied down.
When he woke up, irin told him the news about the stones. It seed like they had no choice but to wait for Green to co back. Once the radishes were sold, they would be able to buy a number of weapons.
Green had not returned yet, so they couldn't do anything. If the undead spirit beasts from the carrion swamp really did attack, then they would have to hide in the space.
As Zhao tried to figure out what to do, g suddenly ran in from outside with a look of excitent. "Master, there's good news!"
Zhao noticed the change in g again when she excitedly hugged him. When she now saw Zhao, instead of keeping her head down, she was more lively than ever.
irin at once asked, "What happened?"
g imdiately smiled. "Grandma, there's a slave who could weave weeds. I saw woven mats, curtains, and even sandals."
Zhao didn't understand for a mont, but then his eyes lit up. This was a turning point.
He had made a promise that he would free them from slavery if they worked hard and had so skills. But the slaves hadn't yet taken any initiative to show off their skills, and although they were working hard, Zhao was still very disappointed.
Zhao knew that the slaves were afraid to be noticed, so any desire to change the situation would need a very long process, and soone to first display their skills which would lead others to do it too. Those slaves had been oppressed for so long that their minds might have beco numb. If they wanted to accept the new promise, it would take a very long ti.
Zhao had been well prepared for a long wait, but he didn't think that today one of the slaves would give him a surprise.
Even if the slave that ca forward only had modest skills, this was still a good thing. After all, if you tell your daughter to buy a horse bone, a horse bone will appear.
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