As days went by, Blackwood continued to develop thodically.
Ethan quietly watched a family grow.
Then he smiled again.
"Blackwood, Year 23, Gratitude Village population reaches 1548."
"Alia, with a Foundational Energy level four, has been cultivating herbs in the beast park for years, deeply studying 'Iron Will cultivating psychic powers manual' about 'special thods of psychic dicine and cultivation', achieving great results. "
"By a stroke of luck, she got a book 'Thousand Herbs' from an old doctor in Gratitude Village and made her first dicine powder 'Coagulation Powder'."
"Alia has achieved the profession—ninth-grade pharmacist!"
"Moved by her achievent, her Wood Psychic Constitution value reached 60, breaking through to Foundational Energy level five!"
"A profession? A pharmacist has appeared!"
Ethan slapped his thigh. In modern tis, you hardly see pharmacists around, replaced by petri dishes due to technological advancent. But that's just one reason; becoming a pharmacist, even more complex than becoming a Dan master, was another.
It was said that when psychic abilities first resurged, pharmacists had once replaced doctors, powerful enough to revive the dead or kill invisibly!
He clicked on Alia's profile in a rush.
At that mont, Alia, in front of a beast blood fruit tree, was joyfully touching a packet of dicine powder, darting around a large copper furnace, "I did it, Forebearer bless, I made it!"
Only 16, in the pri of her youth, yet Blackwood's daughters sohow didn't like interacting with outsiders. Olivia was like that, always reading at ho, and so was Alia.
She wore a simple black robe, her hair in a ponytail, her exposed skin dirty, not as beautiful as Olivia, but with a simple elegance.
She spent almost all her ti in Blackwood's dicinal garden, tending to the psychic plants.
"Alia (second generation)"
"Profession: Ninth-grade pharmacist"
"Level: Foundational Energy level five"
"Psychic Constitution: Five-elent mixed Psychic Constitution"
"Techniques: Qi absorption technique, Thousand Herbs, Swift Steps"
"Trait: Plant affinity"
Ethan was also delighted with Alia's growth.
As Alia grew, many in Gratitude Village with injuries and illnesses began seeking her dical treatnt, gradually boosting her reputation and advancing her pharmacist level.
anwhile, Ethan was really starting to see how crucial Alia was!
"Your descendant Alia has cured 'Steven' from Gratitude Village of a hidden ailnt, and now he can finally get cozy with his wife like normal. Blackwood earns so good karma, Spiritual Tribute 1."
Besides special events, descendant worship, and births, Ethan found another way to rack up Spiritual Tribute!
He glanced at his Spiritual Tribute tally.
Over ti, it had ballooned to over 3000 points.
Soon, he'd be able to control the war AI Bionic Robot!
...
"Year 25 in Blackwood, a 'black iron' ore vein was discovered in the Silver Iron Woods, just when it was about to be developed, a Gratitude Village Psychic and three guards were killed!"
Special event!
"Dang it!"
When the vein was discovered, Ethan was thrilled.
Black iron, though a common type of iron, was super resistant to rust and perfect for making weapons and tools in the ga world. Ethan had even hashed out plans with Nathan on how to use the black iron, but in a blink, it was snatched away!
In the Blackwood shrine.
"Forebearer, cool it, Nathan didn't guard the black iron ores well, letting folks from Forest Town, led by Gonzalez, snatch it and even got people from Gratitude Village killed. It's Nathan's fault, please punish him, Forebearer!"
"It's not your fault."
Ethan had the Purple Thunder Python relay the ssage.
He squinted his eyes, "Forest Town folks again?"
It seed like Blackwood folks had always run into people from Forest Town, and aside from Heath, other families generally kept the peace with Blackwood.
But when interests clashed, friction like this was inevitable.
And this ti, for the black iron ores, blood was shed!
"As Blackwood grows stronger, Forest Town will see us as a thorn in their side, a pain in their neck, and that's just unavoidable."
Ethan remained cool as a cucumber, tapping away at his keyboard.
"Head to the black iron ores, take out four of their guys too, leave the rest of Gonzalez's folks alive, send them back with a ssage for their chief to co talk. We might just make a big deal."
"Talk... business?" With his wife translating, Nathan got the gist of Ethan's plan, puzzled.
Then Ethan filled Nathan in on more details, and Nathan's eyes lit up.
Soon.
He walked to the gates of Blackwood, where the relatives of those killed at the black iron ores had already gathered, weeping.
Nathan looked at the villagers of Gratitude Village.
"For years, we at Blackwood have sheltered Gratitude Village, and I hope Gratitude Village can always be happy and safe, because we're all honest, well-aning folks."
"But things in this world often go against our wishes, and we can't predict who might bring disaster or bad news our way."
"But what I can assure you is, whoever it is, they'll pay a price they can't handle!"
"Maybe today, maybe tomorrow."
"I, Nathan, promise you, their nightmare..."
"Has just begun!"
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